The blood phoenix flew towards the golden eagle, and the scene of the golden eagle rushing to catch it in spite of death just now was deeply imprinted in her heart. In that scene, the golden eagle Ling Ran was fearless, and tore off a large piece of flesh and blood of the day and night owl, where is there still the stupid and cowardly appearance on weekdays!

Seeing the blood phoenix flying, the golden eagle reflexed, turned around and wanted to run away, but was slapped back by the Ancestor of the Instrument Spirit.

"Silly bird, don't hurry up and give things to the little red girl!"

When the golden eagle heard this, he immediately remembered the intention of coming this time, and sacrificed five fragrant pills and floated them in front of the blood phoenix. The blood phoenix's eyes blinked, and the elixir disappeared.

Accepting the elixir, the blood phoenix looked up to the sky and hissed, and a milky white light shot out of its mouth, sprinkled on the golden eagle's body. The golden eagle was hot, and the injuries it suffered visibly improved to the naked eye, and the whole body seemed to be much lighter.

"The Qi of the Phoenix!" "The Ancestor of the Instrument Spirit showed a look of surprise on his face, "The essence of the Yin is said to be a dragon, this little girl of the Blood Phoenix has such a phoenix bloodline!"

Blood Phoenix's move also surprised Mu Bai, the barrier between their hearts and minds was broken, and they were trying to get a big step closer.

"Let's go, boy, let this stupid bird recuperate here for a few days, and you and I should hurry back to practice. A fierce beast has emerged in this ghost place, and it is important to save your life. ”

Mu Bai understood, bowed his hand, turned around and jumped away, flew alone for more than a day, and returned to the canyon cave.

Looking closely at the cave, a layer of gray powder was sprinkled on the bottom of the wall, and when I touched the spar in the wall with my hand, it fell off. It turned out that it was the cultivation of the past half a year, and the essence of these spars was absorbed, and the spars became powder.

Fortunately, I used the Pisces Sword to cut down several swords, and I saw the crystal stone again, exuding a rich metallic essence. It seems to be a large hedron mine.

The essence that Mu Bai has absorbed for most of the past half a year is mostly metallic, and it is from this cliff spar that the means used to cast it are extremely powerful in attack and defense, but in refining the elixir, it is impossible to improve the quality of the alchemy as before.

It seems that if there is a chance, it is still necessary to absorb the essence of various attributes, and the alchemy avenue cannot be left behind.

It took half a day for Mu Bai to wield the Pisces Sword, and the sword light flew horizontally and vertically, cutting hundreds of spars in the cliff wall, each one foot square, and putting them into a mustard seed bag.

Fortunately, when Mu Bai got up from the Imperial Spirit City, he selected a few mustard seed bags and beast bags with a lot of space in Mu Lanxuan, and went out with the mentality of bumping into a big opportunity.

Stuffing the spar into the mustard seed bag, the cave is much deeper and more spacious, but the spar in the cliff wall still seems to be bottomless. I poked out my divine sense, but I couldn't detect it, and I didn't know how big this spar mine was.

It was rare to have such an opportunity, Mu Bai simply didn't consider the size of this spar vein, and sat down to practice penance.

Next, for another half a year, Mu Bai concentrated on meditation and absorption, and the storage of Yuan Force in the veins had exceeded the original level, and the lotion flowed with a glittering white light, which was the color of the metallic essence.

During this period, Mu Bai also refined several furnaces of elixir, even that

The pill that gave the blood phoenix to enhance spiritual power was also refined into a dozen pills, which he took by himself, and often fed the strange god-devouring insect in the jade bottle. After continuous feeding for more than half a year, the appearance of the god-eater insect has not changed, and the number has decreased a little.

Since he decided to feed, if he gave up halfway at this time, it was not Mu Bai's style, it was nothing more than a few pills, and it was not that he couldn't afford to raise it.

The rest of the elixir, Mu Bai was left for the golden eagle. Since leaving the golden eagle in the blood phoenix's lair, the guy has come back every once in a while to ask for the elixir, Mu Bai is generous to himself, but it takes time to refine, even the Instrument Spirit Ancestor looks distressed, and regrets boasting in front of the blood phoenix.

"Hey, silly bird, you're not tired of flying back and forth like this, or bring your little red here. Ancestor, it's also convenient for me to talk, and it's good to train and train your daughter-in-law."

When the golden eagle heard this, he showed a frightened expression.

"Hey, don't go! Silly bird, I'm so angry!"

Watching the golden eagle twist its buttocks, which had not yet grown full, and fly away, the beard of the old ancestor of the machine spirit flew sideways, "Don't give that stupid bird any more pills, it's just a white-eyed wolf, and those are all medicinal materials I taught him to collect." ”

Mu Bai and scolded angrily with the Ancestor of the Instrument Spirit on the side, which can be regarded as a habit, and the right is a test of perseverance, and he meditates wholeheartedly, and continues to swallow the spar essence in the mine.

"You're not a good thing, and you don't know how to talk to the ancestor, stuffy gourd!"

The Ancestor of the Machine Spirit was angry for several days. Mu Bai was busy with cultivation and didn't have time to deal with him. The golden eagle is not here, not to mention that there is nowhere to talk to relieve his boredom, and he can't carry Wuding around all day long with a soul body.

There was no way, so the Ancestor of the Instrument Spirit floated his soul body to play with monkeys near the canyon. He chased the monkeys for a few days, but the monkeys were not afraid of him, but they thought that the monkeys were too naughty to talk to them.

"Don't you have an old monkey here?"

The Ancestor of the Machine Spirit felt that he still had something to say to the old monkey.

The monkeys only cared about eating the fruit, and they were noisy and noisy with each other, "chattering", which annoyed the ancestor of the machine spirit and wanted to go crazy.

"Do you want a spare, play with the spars, don't make any noise!"

Seeing a shiny stone floating in front of the Ancestor of the Instrument Spirit, the monkeys suddenly became interested, and a bold swish crossed over and grabbed the spar, pouting his red butt and running away alone to play, provoking a group of monkeys behind him to chase after him and rush to play with the spar.

"Oh, what a bunch of stupid monkeys, wasting a spar for nothing!"

The Ancestor of the Machine Spirit really felt that he couldn't play with these monkeys, so he might as well go back to Dingli and sleep. It's been more than 20,000 years, haven't you always slept like this, why do you need someone to accompany you to relieve your boredom recently.

I was really lonely in my heart, but within a few days, the Ancestor of the Instrument Spirit began to miss the golden eagle, even if he came back for a while and took away some pills, it would be fine.

Like the Ancestor of the Machine Spirit

It is not easy for the stubborn left-behind old man, pretending to be strong and indifferent in front of people, when people leave, loneliness comes to their hearts, and the most lonely and miserable time, count the days with their fingers, and hope that you will go back.

After looking forward to it for a few more days, in the boredom of the Ancestor of the Instrument Spirit, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he really looked forward to the return of the golden eagle, and he also dragged his family and brought the blood phoenix back together, and the cold and deserted canyon suddenly became lively.

Mu Bai is very happy, he also likes to be lively in his nature and is afraid of being lonely. It's going to prepare a banquet to welcome the couple.

"Xiaodiao, what does your Xiaohong like to eat?"

Without waiting for the golden eagle to respond, under the strong suggestion of the ancestor of the machine spirit, Mu Bai set up a fire rack, and cleanly disemboweled, broke the belly and skinned the green cow and horned sheep with a knife in his hand, and roasted it on the fire shelf.

Not to mention, the ancestor of the spirit of the instrument volunteered again, let Wu Ding take on the responsibility of the cauldron, and asked Mu Bai and the golden eagle to peel the skin and cut those giant pythons, plus the spirit tiger beast meat and many medicinal herbs and spices into the ding, attracting the fire of the earth, bubbling and boiling the broth.

"That stupid bird, let your little red rest, you hurry up and catch a few old turtles, and you can use the turtle shell to drink the soup after the stewed meat." The Ancestor of the Instrument Spirit suddenly thought of some details of etiquette, "This is all a family, and you are not allowed to eat it directly in the pot in the future."

The golden eagle "quacked" and flapped its wings to fly, and it didn't take long for the four turtle beasts to come back.

This feast can be described as a rich supplement, the meat of the green ox and horned sheep is roasted and browned, and the aroma is spraying. The blood phoenix also ate such cooked food once when he was a child, and then he always missed it, and he couldn't help but feast on it without waiting for a little reserve, and he had more appetite than the golden eagle.

The golden eagle saw that Xiaohong's appetite was not shallow, so he didn't care about eating a few more mouthfuls of meat, fluttered his wings and went to catch a few giant pythons back, and he had to roast the python meat for Xiaohong to eat.

Roasted python meat is also the first cooked food that the golden eagle has eaten, so far it is its favorite, even in the delicacies of the mountains and seas in the Royal Spirit City, none of them can make him want to stop with roasted python meat. It had to introduce this most delicious dish to share with Xiaohong.

The earth fire licked and roasted the python's body, and soon it was "zilazila" and fragrant. Mu Bai is experienced, and the salt and spices are poured on the python one by one, and the meat aroma is more intense and tangy.

With pride, Mu Bai took out a jar of spirits from the mustard seed bag and took a sip of it. The wine enters the stomach and turns into a thousand spirits.

Blood Phoenix and Mu Bai were originally rivals in catching and killing, and after several battles, they also had a sense of sympathy. Seeing Mu Bai raising his head to drink, the blood phoenix stared at it, although he didn't know what Mu Bai was drinking, he intended to take a sip.

"Do you want a drink?

Mu Bai threw the wine jar and spilled a long column of water, and the blood phoenix opened his mouth to catch it, but after a few breaths, he drank the jar of wine, as if he was not happy.

"Haha, I actually met a drinking friend in this silver frost forest, fortunately!"

After speaking, Mu Bai stretched out his hand and waved, ten jars of spirits

The words were opened, and the blood phoenix each held an altar, and drank proudly.

The ancestor of the machine spirit did not eat meat, but he was aroused by the wine worm, and he also picked up a jar and drank the liquor into the soul body, and suddenly felt satisfied and comfortable.

The golden eagle also liked to drink, but he didn't even dare to look at it without Xiaohong's permission. The blood phoenix waved its wings and slapped the golden eagle, and floated a jar of liquor in front of him, the golden eagle immediately grinned, took a sip of the jar, and returned it to Xiaohong, grinning with his teeth.

After a while, the python meat was fully cooked, the soup and meat were boiling, and the wine was dried in each other's jars, and the fragrant meat was in the mouth, so that they were happy and festive!

"You monkeys aren't stupid!"

The Ancestor of the Machine Spirit suddenly realized that he was a little stupid.

Until the moon rises in the sky, the light is sprinkled into the valley, this person, this soul, this carving, this phoenix, and a group of little monkeys, all of them are drunk.

The pride of the blood phoenix surged into his heart, he hissed to the sky, fluttered his blood feathers, got up and ran towards the full moon, his posture was sassy and fluttering, like a phoenix in the nine heavens, flying higher and higher, until it seemed to be reflected in the moon.

The blood phoenix runs to the moon, it is very good-looking!

After that, the blood phoenix chose its nest in the cliff of the canyon, standing on the top of the cliff as a king, and the birds and beasts fled one after another, and only a few daring monkeys dared to send her some fruit.

With this carving and a phoenix as his companion, the Ancestor of the Instrument Spirit no longer bothered Mu Bai, and let him sit and practice.

(End of chapter)