Qingya sat by the washing pool, his body was already drying with spells, and the phoenix-headed eagle was obediently crouching beside Qingya, not moving or screaming, but his eyes were rolling, looking at Qingya from time to time, full of nostalgia. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Qingya held his chin and thought thoughtfully, but he seemed to be a little dazed, thinking about everything that had happened.

Qingya didn't know why he suddenly appeared here, but it was obvious that all this had something to do with Nanli Simuding in the storage bag. Speaking of which, in addition to the phoenix eagle, the biggest change this time is this tripod. The whole body is completely lead and black, and it becomes purple and shining, and the lines on it appear more and more clear and clear, complicated, and the Qingya is dizzy and mysterious to see.

But logically speaking, under this change, Nanli Simu Ding should be a great increase in power, but in fact, it can no longer be driven, no matter how Qingya manipulates, this Ding has never reacted at all, which makes him puzzled. If it weren't for the fact that he still maintained a trace of heart-to-heart contact with him, Qingya would even suspect that he had completely lost control of this object.

As for why this is the case, Qingya can't figure it out for a while, and he doesn't dwell on this matter more, and he will naturally figure it out when he has the opportunity in the future.

Qingya was exhausted at this time, and the mana in his body was full, and he felt more comfortable than ever.

It's all about the pool in front of you.

The water of the spiritual washing pool seems to be no different from the ordinary pool water, but it contains an extremely pure breath, which is completely different from ordinary spiritual energy, but it is actually more powerful, and just a wisp of breath is a feeling that Qingya's body is full of spiritual mysteries.

Moreover, Qingya also knew in his heart that the phoenix eagle was able to hatch smoothly this time, most of which was related to the water of this spiritual bathing pool. Although he had successfully rescued the phoenix-headed eagle eggs before, it was full of life, but it was always one step away from hatching, and for some reason.

This trip to the Fushen Palace, although it was treacherous, separated from the senior brother and them, and inexplicably teleported here, but unexpectedly made the phoenix eagle successfully hatched, and Nanli Si Mu Ding also gave birth to some changes, although I still don't know that this change is good and bad, but Qingya faintly feels that it may be a rare transformation for the latter.

After breathing for a moment, Qingya slowly stood up, cast his gaze around, and looked around. This small building in the clouds, located between the peaks, with the mountain as the screen, with the cloud as the cover, the building is quite fresh and chic, although it is not magnificent, but it is elegant and natural, with a unique style, it is really a rare paradise to escape the world.

Qingya originally planned to take some of the water from the Soul Washing Pond, but this water could not move, and what was even more powerful was that as long as it got out of this pond, it would quickly evaporate after a while, even if it was in a container, after trying a few times, Qingya had to sigh and give up.

Then Qingya paid attention to the small garden in front of the building, and was suddenly shocked.

Although this garden is not big, it is even extremely small, and it is less than one-tenth or twelve of any medicine garden in the sect, but the things planted in it are all rare treasures, and it is difficult to find in the world.

Qingya asked himself, relying on the thorough reading and recitation of the ancient pharmacopoeia since he was a child, compared to others, he knew a lot about the treasures of heaven and earth, especially elixirs, but even so, there were a small half of the things in this garden, which he had never even heard, let alone seen, how could he not be shocked in his heart.

"Dragon Bone Grass, Feng Yuanzhi, Cold Blood Condensation, Quartet Hao Yuan Fruit, oh my God, who is the master here, how can he have so many strange treasures in the world."

Qingya was completely shocked by the scene in front of him, this was just a casual glance at him, if he counted all the things in the garden, the result would only be even more amazing.

Taking out any of the things in front of you is enough to affect everyone's nerves, and it may not even cause a bloody storm. Not only because it is rare and rare for thousands of years, but also because of its efficacy, the value is really incalculable.

Take the dragon bone grass as an example, this thing has not existed in the Mida country for nearly a thousand years, and perhaps a very small part of this thing is in the hands of those old monsters who are hidden in the world, but it is enough to see that it is rare.

The effect of dragon bone grass is extremely simple, only the effect of strengthening the body, but it has a great effect on those legendary ancestor-level figures above the True Dan Realm, and the entire Mida country can find things comparable to dragon bone grass, and there are no more than a handful of them.

The high value of its can be seen.

And as the cultivation realm becomes more and more profound, the requirements for heavenly and earthly treasures are also rising and becoming more and more demanding, and the number of such things is naturally very small, and those ancestors are not kind-hearted and transcendent people, on the contrary, compared to these low-level monks, the obsession with treasures is heavier. It is not an exaggeration to say that if some of the things in this garden really fall to the outside world and cause a bloody battle.

Saying that Qingya is not moved, it is naturally impossible, in fact, since his gaze has shifted here, his mood has never calmed down, and he has been beating wildly.

"Alas, there is indeed a formation protection."

Qingya sighed lightly, knowing that such a rare treasure could not be planted outside so casually without the slightest defense. After a closer look, I saw a thin layer of silver filaments spread on the surface of the garden soil, and each silver filament was connected to the root of a spirit grass, shining brightly.

Qingya didn't know what the purpose of this silver wire was, but the nature that could be used to protect this place would not be weak, but his cultivation realm was too low to see through.

However, Qingya was still unwilling, and after thinking about it, he suddenly made a decision and went straight to the garden.

However, as soon as the streamer entered the garden, before it could touch those spirit grasses, the silver filaments under it suddenly burst into silver light, and one of them jumped up, but in an instant, it hit the streamer, and with a loud bang, the streamer suddenly exploded, and it disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Qingya retreated a few feet away, although it was not affected much, but he was still a little discouraged and embarrassed, and he had to sigh helplessly in his heart. The previous blow of the silver thread was so fast that he couldn't react at all, and the power was not small, if he hadn't reacted in time, I was afraid that he would have really suffered some injuries.

And just when Qingya looked at the treasure garden in front of him and sighed in vain, he heard the sound of Xi Xisuo suddenly sounding behind him, and turned around curiously, he was startled again, it was the movement made by the phoenix eagle.

I don't know when the phoenix eagle arrived in front of the row of green bamboos in front of the building, the green bamboos are lush and green, and I don't know how many years they have been planted, but just from the thick layer of fallen leaves on the ground, it can be seen that the time must be extremely long.

In the eyes of the owner here, these green bamboos may be just ordinary things, nothing to do, so there are no protective measures. The phoenix-headed eagle lay between the fallen leaves, wriggling its body, perhaps very hungry, swallowing these fallen leaves into its stomach, chewing and clicking, relishing, and Qingya was speechless for a while.

Qingya knows very little about spirit beasts, and he doesn't know what the habits of this phoenix-headed eagle are, and if it grows up in the future, how powerful it will be, but looking at the food-hungry look in front of him, his heart suddenly bottomed up.

"Quack."

Xu is dilapidated bamboo leaves are a little greasy, the shriveled body of the phoenix eagle bounces up from the ground flexibly, flutters a pair of wings, and flies upwards with all its might, and its mouth is open to those fresh tender green bamboo leaves, chewing and not chewing, and stuffing it directly into the stomach.

The taste of fresh bamboo leaves is really not comparable to the rotten dross below, it is simply delicious, the phoenix eagle suddenly jumped up and down excitedly, flying non-stop, but it takes a moment, a bamboo that is ten zhang high, and the bamboo leaves on it are generally swallowed into its belly, and the appetite is so big that Qingya is stunned and speechless for a long time.

"Huh."

The phoenix-headed eagle is as round as a ball of meat at the moment, and there is still a little bit of the pitiful appearance of the previous skinny, lying on the ground, burping, looking extremely enjoyable.

Seeing this scene, Qingya's face was full of black lines, cold sweat broke out, and he was angry and funny in his heart, but he saw that the phoenix-headed eagle turned his head to look at him, his black eyes rolled, and then he closed it, and he fell asleep without caring about Qingya's feelings.