This is a vast desert grassland. The spiritual power is rich and pure, and on the ground, there are many low-level elixirs.

Qingyue quietly spread out her divine consciousness little by little, and the grassland within a radius of several miles was like a flowing picture scroll, vividly unfolding in the sea of consciousness.

The grass is green, and the flowers are weed. There were no large beasts to be found, but a few first-order wild boars were wandering around leisurely a hundred feet ahead. On the grass, many birds of the first order or even the first order rise and fall, so that they are not in a hurry.

The bloodline tracker on his body did not show that there were fellow doors nearby, and there was no major threat around.

"Master, Zi Ling is also coming out! People also have to go through it. "The fire squirrel is about to be suffocated, making a fuss in the sea of clear moon knowledge.

Qingyue didn't mean to raise the spirit beast as a pet, and there was nothing here that could threaten the lives of the two of them, so she nodded and said, "It's okay to come out, but you have to promise me first, you can't leave me too far." ”

"Nature, nature! Rest assured, the purple spirit is very powerful! ”

Qingyue seemed to see a big fluffy tail shaking in front of her eyes, smiled, and raised her hand to send the small fire squirrel out of Biluo.

As soon as the little guy came out, he aimed at a lark with red feathers and blue-gray feathers at Qingyue's feet.

The lark was also clever, Xu understood the ill-intentioned flow in the purple glass-like eyes, and as soon as the fire squirrel landed, it was stunned and flashed its wings twice, and its tail feathers were warped, and it flew upward.

A "sque......ak" sound mixed with excitement and a sharp cry sounded, and the fire squirrel jumped up, and with a wave of its front paws, there was actually a silver-white sickle-shaped lightning whirling towards the little lark.

It's actually a thunder attribute mutant spirit beast!

I don't know if it was due to the demon beast's innate fear of thunder, but the lark seemed to sense the great threat of the small and beautiful arc behind him. The body turned sharply, and it actually hit Qingyue's chest directly.

The arc of lightning also turned, and clinged to the lark half a foot behind.

Qing Yue hadn't recovered from the shock that his spirit beast was actually a thunder attribute mutant, and immediately jumped to the side. If you are really struck by this lightning, even if it is the owner of the fire squirrel, it will definitely not taste good.

Seeing that the lark was about to be chased by lightning, the silver-white arc seemed to be out of control, and it turned half a circle strangely, and actually slid towards Qingyue's cheeks.

"Lord, master...... Zi Ling has missed again, be careful! The fire squirrel's trembling voice sounded in the sea of clear moon knowledge.

"Again? Why don't you take back your lightning? Qing Yue stared at the lightning bolt tightly, turning her feet slightly, and at the same time transmitting the sound to the fire squirrel with her heart.

"Master, Chonghua him, he only taught me how to send lightning, not how to take it back." The fire squirrel said aggrievedly.

"Chonghua?" It's the fox again! Qingyue scolded secretly, even if she was unreliable, she also broke her family's purple spirit.

(Chonghua: Your squirrel has always been a half-bucket of water, is it still broken with this fox?) ）

Qingyue didn't dare to slack off, and drew a cyan spiritual power shield with her fingertips.

At this moment, the gray-blue feathered lark's body shook dexterously, and he was not in a hurry to escape, but hovered directly in mid-air. One wing is half-hanging, horizontally protected on his chest, his gray eyelids are slightly raised, and a pair of sea-blue eyes reveal a bit of a good show.

The silver-white lightning slammed into the cyan shield, and instead of dissolving, it silently seeped into the spiritual shield.

The lark's pupils shrank suddenly, revealing a look of disbelief, and he didn't care about gloating, and hurriedly fled with his wings.

Qingyue was also shocked, Lei Lingli has always been extremely tyrannical, when did he become so unpredictable? Immediately and decisively gave up the cyan shield, an ice and snow talisman smashed over, and immediately pulled back more than a foot.

There was a muffled boom, and the ice and snow exploded.

"Master, master......" An anxious voice sounded in his ears.

"Squeak...... Hum! It's all your fault! If it weren't for you, how could the master not wake up? ”

"You stupid squirrel, you're embarrassed to say it. It's obviously the thunder and lightning you struck, and if you can't control it well, you can't even take it back. You can also make the master look like this, tsk...... Being a spirit beast and doing your job, I'm really shocked! ”

"You, you, how can you speak? Aren't you a first-order demon beast? …… Woo, master, you're awake......"

Qingyue opened her eyes, stood up from the ground, raised her weak hand, patted the fine ice chips on her body, and felt that the thunder and lightning were itching everywhere, and she was actually attached to the ice and snow foam, and she was paralyzed for a while.

The little squirrel was next to Qingyue, and a pair of purple crystal eyes were wet, with a little worry and fear.

"Zi Ling, I'm fine...... Qing Yue was a little moved, although Zi Ling did not do a good job in this matter, he still knew that he cared about himself.

"Huh? Are you still there? Qing Yue looked at the little gray-blue sparrow, a little wary.

The little lark swooped down in a dashing way, stopped in front of Qingyue, and said crisply: "New master, hello, my name is Lan Yu!" ”

"New owner? You're not a first-order demon beast? Qingyue looked at it carefully, and said uncertainly.

The little lark flipped one of his wings sideways, helped the beautiful red feather on his head, and glanced at the fire squirrel defiantly: "Blue rain is a first-order demon beast!" But Lan Yu is five hundred years old, of course she can speak! Well, Lan Yu knows that there is a Inheritance Hall in this secret realm, the new master, you can accept Lan Yu! ”

"Five hundred?" Qingyue gasped, even if a beast with no qualifying qualifications is rubbish, how can it be advanced to the second level if it lives to be five hundred years old, right? Could it be that this is also a little bit of a divine beast bloodline?

The fire squirrel snorted coldly: "Waste wood!" Chonghua is only three hundred years old, and everyone is a third-order beast! ”

The little lark crossed his two wings: "Ignorant stupid squirrel!" There are rules in this secret realm that suppress it, and we beasts, even if we don't cultivate, can live to thousands of years. However, there is no opportunity to advance here at all. Yes, after living for a long time, everyone has a little bit of the ability to press the bottom of the box. For example, I can speak at the first level. New master, you sign an equal contract with me, take me out, and when you leave here, we will terminate the contract, and I will take you to the Inheritance Palace, okay? ”

"There are a lot of monks here, why did you find me? The conditions you have made will be tempted by many monks. Qingyue asked.

"That's it, at first glance, it's a harbor of evil!"

The little lark's gaze wandered a little: "Hehe...... The master is the lowest, the youngest, and the best-hearted. ”

(Qingyue: Just say that I'd better fool!) ）

"Yes, but I'm going to find my companion first!" Qingyue pondered for a moment and agreed.

After relaxing her mind for a while, Qingyue chose a direction away from the swamp forest, and picked some elixirs suitable for the year from time to time along the way.

"Huh? Odd? Holding a three-thousand-year-old jade balance grass, Qingyue muttered to herself.

The elixir here has a long year, but depending on the grade, it is mostly first-order or second-order.

It was as if there was an invisible force of rules that forcibly suppressed their advancement.

Generally speaking, the variety of elixir determines their rank, and the year determines the potency. But for low-level elixirs, as long as the year is long enough, the elixir is very likely to mutate and become a higher-grade elixir.

For example, if a first-order blue water lotus is raised for a thousand years, it is likely to become a second-order crystal lotus, and if it is tens of thousands of years, it will almost certainly become a third-order elixir ice crystal lotus. Yuheng herb is a first-order elixir, and if it is raised for a thousand years, it will almost 100% turn into a second-order elixir Du Yucao. However, Qing Yue actually saw a large area of thousands of years of jade heng grass here, which was impossible to happen.

Qingyue carefully took a few plants of each, and she didn't know what these elixirs would look like when they were planted in Biluo.

Stop-and-go, as night began to fall, there was movement on the blood tracer.