Pei Zhenzhen looked at the satisfied expressions of the two after getting the weapon, and couldn't help but think of the fairy scepter given to him by the innocent master, and thought of the roast chicken he had refined, and felt a faint pain.

"That's it, when you reach the outer disciple sect, you will issue a refining level immortal sword as a magic weapon. He comforted himself.

Although the low-level fairy sword is a mass-produced type, it is much stronger than a roast chicken.

Thinking of this, he suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and said in his heart, "This roast chicken contains my spiritual power, although regeneration will also consume my spiritual power, but with my existing spiritual power reserves, it is enough for cultivation alone."

It might as well be used to improve the cultivation of Gao Dehuan and Wang Fei, so that the two of them can quickly reach the passing line to form a three-person team. ”

So he avoided everyone and took Gao Dehuan and Wang Fei to a secluded place in Nanshan.

He took out the magic weapon of roast chicken from his arms, and lightly recited the mantra to change it to a normal size, and suddenly the aroma filled the mountains and forests.

The two of them have rarely seen meat since they came to the handyman's place, let alone this high-quality roast chicken with a bright red color and fragrant aroma.

Immediately drooling, his eyes nailed to it and couldn't take it off, Gao Dehuan said excitedly, "Brother Zhenzhen, why are you eating a celebration banquet?"

"Celebrate your size! Hurry up and cultivate one by one!" Pei Zhenzhen said angrily, in fact, he was still reluctant to share his spiritual power with the two of them.

The two of them ate a big chicken leg happily, the chicken leg had just been eaten, and the roast chicken grew two legs, and the two exclaimed miraculously, and felt that there were wisps of spiritual power swimming from the stomach and flowing into the dantian.

But Pei Zhenzhen gasped, obviously feeling that his spiritual power was sucked away by the roast chicken.

"Can you take another bite!" Gao Dehuan looked at Pei Zhenzhen who was holding the tree and shaking his head with longing eyes.

"Don't talk nonsense, go and cultivate!"

The two didn't expect that Pei Zhenzhen, who was usually casual and friendly, would become so stern, and immediately sat on the ground and got angry.

Although the qualifications of these two people are not excellent, they are not too bad, but they are usually lazy and cannot move forward, Gao Dehuan is a medium-grade earth spirit root, and Wang Fei is a middle-grade wind spirit root.

The essence of cultivating the truth is to plunder the spiritual energy between heaven and earth to strengthen oneself, as long as the spiritual power obtained is sufficient, the cultivation method is appropriate, and someone guides them, it is very likely that these two people will reach the third layer of condensation qi within two months.

At this time, Wang Fei was okay, after all, he had successfully condensed his qi, but it was a little laborious to go to the next level.

Gao Dehuan's expression was quite painful, not to mention how counterintuitive the breathing method was, the impact of the aura opening the spiritual vein for the first time was not much easier than giving birth to a child.

Pei Zhenzhen looked at the two of them who were practicing hard, and he felt some confidence in his heart.

He took out the scroll of the basic exercises of the Immortal Gate again, and there were several attribute spells on it in addition to the imperial objects and divine sense.

His spirit root is the lowest-level miscellaneous spirit root, and each attribute has a little bit, but there really is only a little bit.

Therefore, Ah Mao's golden spell-King Kong body he only practiced one part, and Ah Dog's dark spell-summoning spell was also a bit of a stupid dog.

He deliberately stayed away from the two, for fear that he would be laughed at by them if he couldn't do it.

"Icepick!" he shouted, but only a drop of water condensed and slipped from his palm.

"Earth Escape Technique!" he shouted unwillingly, and the clod of dirt in front of him did not move.

He was anxious and shouted fiercely, "Electro-optic technique!" without even a spark.

Finally, he was discouraged and said, "Fireball Technique." There was still no reaction in the palm, but it was hot in the arms.

He put his hand into his arms, and it was the roast chicken that was hot.

"Why does this roast chicken react to fire-based spells?" he looked puzzled, and he picked up the roast chicken and carried the fireball technique again with the mentality of giving it a try.

In an instant, a fireball the size of a watermelon condensed in his palm, and as the fireball grew larger and larger, it turned into a cyan firebird waving its wings and chirping, burning everything it passed into ashes, leaving only a charred black line on the ground.

This power is comparable to the spell of the monk of the Yudan period.

Pei Zhenzhen's jaw was shocked, and he couldn't close his mouth and said, "This, this, this roast chicken is so good!"

He didn't know that the original form of this roast chicken was the sevenfold heavenly fire divine beast Bi Fang who had failed to cross the tribulation, and if he returned to his peak form, the current cultivators in this world could only barely fight with Bai Mei, the head of Shu Mountain, and the Demon Emperor Haotian.

Moreover, this roast chicken also contains one of the four evil beasts that is stronger than the Moon Eating Tengu, the Devourer.

Although only the soul remains, it is still an absolutely terrifying existence, if it weren't for the old lover Bi Fangzao, he would occupy Pei Zhenzhen's body and replace it.

Pei Zhenzhen suddenly felt like a treasure, and kissed the chicken head wildly, not wanting the roast chicken to suddenly become hot and make his mouth hot and swollen.

He has an average culture, although he doesn't understand the guilt of Huaibi, but he still understands the truth that wealth is not exposed, and before he has enough power, such an artifact can't be known.

He tried several other attribute spells, except for the dark system, which was not recorded in the basic exercises of the Immortal Gate, and the roast chicken did not have any bonus.

"This roast chicken has to be used again when you meet an opponent who can't beat it. He thought to himself.

Seeing the bamboo slips of the exercises at the end, the Imperial Flying Technique came into view.

It may be that he thinks that the miscellaneous servants can't cultivate this step, and they are only engraved to promote the power of their own spells to mortals who have not obtained the method, so there are a lot of typos in this volume.

Pei Zhenzhen recited it for a long time before he smoothed out this exercise, and lightly recited the method to make the roast chicken half the size of a person.

At the last stop, the chicken really flew when it moved at will, but it didn't stand firm and fell down.

After many plantings, he slowly began to become proficient, driving the fragrant roast chicken to fly in the wind in the mountains behind the Cangyun Sect.

At first, he was afraid of being seen and laughing, but this roast chicken was first-class in terms of the touch under his feet, the pungent fragrance, and the flexible control, and it was definitely much more comfortable than the flying sword.

"Wow! I can fly!" he looked at the mountain at his feet, getting smaller and smaller, excited, and before he knew it, he flew out of the back mountain.

The five peaks of the Cangyun Sect are surrounded by clouds and mist, and its main peak is like the pillar of optimus going straight to the sky, half a section higher than the other four peaks, and it is like a giant hand erecting its middle finger to the sky under the cluster of the four peaks.

On that day, he was brought like a dead heart, and he had no intention of enjoying this spectacular scenery, and now it seems that the layout of these five peaks is really quite interesting, presumably the ancestor of the Cangyun Sect is also an arrogant and uninhibited person, so he will choose such a place to start a sect.

Just as he was leisurely admiring the scenery, a ray of light quickly approached, and it was the young man surnamed Meng who came from Edgeworth.

"Without the permission of the elders, you can't be at will in the Cangyun Five Peaks Imperial ......... Edgeworth Flying ...... "The young man surnamed Meng took a closer look, since the magic weapon used by the other party's flight was a roast chicken, he couldn't help but be stunned, and then laughed and almost fell off the sword."

Pei Zhenzhen saw the unhappiness on the face of this person who had been disrespectful to the corpse of a dog, and he had already figured out how to play tricks on the other party.

"Senior brother, it's me! You rescued me from the clutches of the devil that day, and made me come to you when I was in trouble. ”

The young man surnamed Meng recalled that it was indeed true, and when he thought about it wrong, he exclaimed, "You have only been here for a month and you have been able to fly with the Imperial Object? This is a five-layer exercise of condensing qi!"

Pei Zhenzhen leaned forward and whispered, "Otherwise, why do you think Senior Sister and the head of the sect want to bring me back?

The young man surnamed Meng opened his mouth and nodded, suddenly realized, and asked again, "Why did the head of the family place you in the miscellaneous service?"

Pei Zhenzhen got closer, put his ear to the other party and said, "Because I'm a secret weapon!"

The boy surnamed Meng was puzzled: "Secret weapon?"

Pei Zhenzhen clapped his hands and said, "That's right, isn't it going to be held in two years to hold the Ten Immortal Sect Martial Arts, the head of the sect deliberately arranged me to practice in the miscellaneous servant so that the opponent can't figure out the situation, this is a secret!"

This temporary fabricated reason, Pei Zhenzhen himself felt that it was full of loopholes, but the young man surnamed Meng nodded again and again, patted his chest and said, "Senior brother, don't worry, I will never mention half a word to the outside world about today's matter, and don't forget about senior brother when junior brother soars in the future!"

The two hooked their shoulders, and Pei Zhen smiled evilly, "It must be!"