"Although my Wanshou Mountain Villa is famous for taming spirit beasts, there are not many ways to deal with these blue-blooded creatures. It's like the Soul Flute I played that day, it didn't have any effect on the lizard. Otherwise, it wouldn't be so embarrassing. In the ancestral inheritance of my Miao family, the most missing is the 'Blue Blood Chapter', and now all I can learn from is the content of the Rare Birds Chapter......."

"As far as I know, these lizard eggs are different, and they don't need the body temperature of the female lizard to hatch the eggs at all. All born in this season should be female, and all born in spring should be male, let's just wait and see. Isn't it strange to think that such a ferocious spirit beast is divided into male and female only by the hot and cold weather, and it is a little strange to think about it at this time......

“...... The cultivator rounded up an adult hook-winged flying lizard, and any blood sacrifice had no effect, so he had to kill it in the end. Then divide and eat it, in order to greatly increase the spiritual power. The skin left behind is used as armor, the internal organs are used as medicine, the heart and lungs are alchemized, and the bones are integrated into the sword to increase its flexibility. The most precious thing is the kernel in the brain, if you entrust the alchemy master to refine and cultivate into the five-grade beast pill, then you will be even more lucky. Not only can the aura not be dispersed, but also the Dan halo can be used to seek ore veins, all of which are the best choice for this Blue Beast Pill...... If you really take it out alive to the present world, it will really be shocking! At the critical moment, a one of them was so fierce that it was shaken out of the spirit beast bag, and those villains were not scared on the spot?!!

Speaking of which, the audience in front of Xiao Miao has become a pomegranate that has opened its mouth, half-open and a big mouth that falls straight to the scum, and it can't be closed no matter what. The two brothers regretted it even more and were eager to try, and they couldn't wait to kill Daze and make it a hundred and eighty fun.

“... Well... When it comes to breaking the shell, the first person to be present is crucial. If you can feed the newborn cubs for the first bite, the probability of natural recognition is very high. So, from now on, these eggs are better not to leave your sight. Don't worry, everything I have here is ready-made, and I'll have to start preparing it right away. Hey, I'm going to be busy right now. The more Xiao Miao talked, the more excited she became, and even Xiao Mo on the table forgot to love and pity, and the little thing wanted to climb on the egg several times to grab attention, but Xiao Miao pinched the soft flesh on the back of her neck and threw it away, which was a little cold at this time.

At this moment, Dumb is holding a big one in his hand, and he keeps scraping the dirt off the eggshell with his fingernails, it feels hard and thick, which is not comparable to ordinary goose eggs at all. Tempting the spiritual power into a needle, it can't even penetrate a single bit. This master wants to know how weak these ribbed winged ferocity are in the eggs, but unfortunately there is nothing to be done at the moment.

The Murong clan got the order, so he turned around and arranged. Shaoqing, following up with a few Zhuang guys, carried a delicate beast pen in his hand and placed it in the corner of the hall. The animal pen, in addition to the dry thatch, was actually padded with a thick layer of sand. There are nests and circles inside, and swing sinks are readily available, which makes the brothers breathtaking.

Such a toss and a morning has passed. Eventually, the flying lizard eggs were placed properly in the sand, separated by two fingers, buried at the bottom for three points, and surrounded by pebbles, similar to the eight points in the cave in the cliff. It's this animal pen, it looks like a cat and a dog, and it looks a bit nondescript with these eggs. Xiao Miao was busy loosening the soil on the side, and explained with great interest: "My Ten Thousand Beasts Village has the habit of keeping spirit animals in the house, one is convenient for taking care of the cubs, and the other is to help with affection. This set of bars was used by me when I was a child to serve the folded ear civet, and now that guy is already the Elvis Presley within a radius of several miles, with a group of wives and concubines and children, where will he come back here. When you're well, I'll take you to find it. Its name is Maoqiu, and now it looks extraordinary, and I can get close ......to it when it is full of Zhuangzi, "It doesn't matter if anyone is willing to bother to visit an old cat these years, the little girl talks endlessly to herself." After the dumb injury, he was unable to move, so he could only hand the basket and the like to Xiao Miao's hand, one was fully engaged, and the other listened to the ears, and the scene was very harmonious.

The two brothers squatted on the side, and at first they could still interject a few words, but once Xiao Miao began to dominate the topic, the more obvious it became that 'interlaced lines are like mountains' later. In the end, it is difficult to have any chance to speak. Seeing two people with stories again, not to mention how natural it is, it is inevitable that it will be more exciting. Especially Lao Xia, a caring person, the more he stayed, the more it was not a taste, and he was reluctant for a while, and he flashed after finding a random reason. Only Xiaomo, a foodie, didn't know that he had fallen out of favor, and he was still nostalgic for deliciousness, and he was entangled with his eyes before leaving. It hurt Lao Wu to have to hook down one by one, or he still grabbed Xiao Miao's shirt and didn't let go, it was really difficult to get the strength of the dead guy.

Murong was busy for most of the day, and when he saw that the young lady had no intention of resigning, he was not at ease. Lying in the man's room, it is endless? Anyway, once peers find a common topic, it is easy to forget the time, let alone the two of them who have shared hardships like this. Dumb is tireless in asking questions, and Xiao Miao cooperated with what is called reluctance to talk endlessly, until the sun turned west, and then he went to the ...... with a thousand instructions.

Fengxian City in the south-central part of the continent is the most noisy time of the day. The wide street market is full of tourists, the cultivators are all brightly dressed, and everyone looks relaxed and relaxed, wandering in the sea of people very leisurely. Merchants from all over the continent gather here, the most retro and the latest coexist, the most expensive and the cheapest coexist. This is the gold cave, the gladiatorial arena for showing off wealth, and the place with the lowest prices in the whole continent. The way of living with careful calculations and fine water and flowing water also has its own place.

Here, you can always scatter your wealth overnight without worrying about having no place to collect it. In the same way, there is no shortage of long-term inspirational or overnight opportunities. The city is so huge, so prosperous, that too many legends are being circulated, or are being staged. If you own a piece of land with all the jade plates, congratulations, you are undoubtedly lucky. As a resident of the population, you can enjoy complete and pure tax exemption, as long as the land is ten steps away. Each piece of land here bears the imprint of a large family, naturally divided into pieces by those waterways, but is naturally linked to each other.

In the songs that children hum before they go to sleep, in the ancient books of the market, and in the archives of the secret collections of each family, there are all kinds of grotesque or mysterious legends. In fact, the Fengxian City in the Land of a Thousand Rivers is the fairy tale itself.

In ancient times, it was once a vast inland sea. Thousands of rivers flow from the surrounding mountains, all of which eventually flow here, but they do not leak out. Therefore, there is a saying that 'as high as the mountain, how deep the water is'. Once, the most brutal battle on the whole continent took place here, if not for anything else, but for the abundant aura that overlooked the world. For countless years, the cultivators of the Siam Continent have been killed or killed here, and the major families will fight endlessly, bent on destroying the other nine clans.

Until the expected final battle, the peerless power of the various sects could not avoid a head-on collision. The history of Siam is called '100,000 Immortal Monarchs Breaking the Gate'. The consequences of this time were terrible, Guanshan was pierced, and finally collapsed, and the mouth of the Fengxian Valley appeared from then on, and the Qianjiang River finally returned to the water. The spiritual power here could no longer be confined in place, and it was vented to the east of the continent by the rolling water, and finally dispersed in the 'Sea of Broken Halberds'. In the end, whether there were really as many as 100,000 Immortal Monarchs at that time, there is no way to verify, only that after this battle, the vitality of the mainland cultivator world was greatly damaged, and they could no longer regain their past glory.

After the war, among the surviving families, the eight largest branches began to gather the remnants of all parties, and took advantage of the situation to achieve their own hegemony, that is, the eight families that have been handed down to this day. They were the first to introspect, and finally they were willing to stop the alliance. As is always the case, it is only in the face of the most painful lessons that human beings can tolerate each other and finally compromise.

It's like a child who accidentally lights up his own home, and when he sleeps on the street, he suffers an unforgettable beating. Even more people have to sigh that once a little kid, throwing the No. 731 clay pot around, and finally suffered two large bricks called cores. Of course, if an adult cripples a child, he will be scared a lot. But should it be smoked? It's not a long memory.

Therefore, these surviving great powers have made a solemn oath that the land of a thousand rivers will never be killed again.

Unfortunately, everything is just a beautiful fairy tale vision. Since that day, the contested land has pointed to the east, and down the water, there is still a sea of corpses and blood, and the killing and fighting continue unabated. Who knows? It's just that Fengxian City was quietly rising, and that oath was wonderfully adhered to, creating a paradise in the infinite slaughter.

As the years passed, everyone here is now accustomed to living together in such peace, as if this peace was a matter of course.

At this moment, in the vast mountains of the infinite land, the eyes are full of verdant peaks and mountains, the fragrance of flowers is bursting with birds singing and beeping, and the thin mist in the valley still lingers in the forest. Only Guanshan in the distance, the huge and abrupt gap, as if silently telling something.

After the leisurely shuttle between the car and the cableway, the feeling of soaring clouds and fog is slowly relieved, the scenery outside the window makes people linger, and the dignified dignity of the little woman slowly melts into the silence of gazing at the railing.

Shangguan Lian'er was looking at everything in front of her, and it didn't take long to go from confused to sober. This stele forest in the eyes of the lonely boy turned out to be a large-scale stone formation. This place is very similar to the large array in the fifth peak of Qinglian, but the scale is too large to be added. As soon as you leave those corridors and fall into those flickering gaps, it is as if everything will be lost here. If it weren't for the lonely Tuo also leading in front, it would be strange not to get lost. Those black-gold inexplicable rocks are taller and heavier, and there are more relics of predecessors. Those stone carvings are densely packed in the field of vision, and there are countless of them. Along the way, the little woman was completely immersed in strange emotions, and she couldn't help but clench Fang Jiuniang's hand, her palms were covered with sweat and cold.

Slowly unfolding in front of her was a chronicle of the Siamese continent. Although most of them are just a few words, and some of the calligraphy is only seen in a lifetime, this does not prevent the great array itself from bringing shock. She remembered that midsummer night, of the familiar scene of the dream, and of the person who had brought her such an unexpected journey. In the dark, it also made her see her own recklessness and deep attachment to that person. Shangguan Lian'er brushed those nicks with her hand, as if she had opened a mottled scroll, and her movements were so difficult and sad.

Luo Lonely Tuo was also shocked, he saw too many strangeness in the eyes of this talented woman, it seemed to be the eyes of two old people who were entangled in all kinds of ways, at the moment of encounter. There's sadness, there's joy, there's a little bit of self-pity. He suddenly couldn't stand this emotion, and he didn't know what it was about.

"This is the place where I used to play when I was a child, and my brothers loved to play here to catch the blind. This is what my second brother carved back then, and the one next to me was engraved by me, and I still think it's funny when I think about it now. Now, the second brother has gone to Peicheng and has not seen him for many years. ”

Two shallow lines of handwriting appeared in the corner of the rock, and it was written crookedly in Siamese script: 'Shishiro is a great fool'. The other line is even shallower, and you can vaguely distinguish that the silly character was scribbled, proving that the person who left the word did not know how to write at that time.

It's 'Erlang is a bigger * melon, more than everyone *'.

It was originally an excellent scene with childlike fun, and here, it should have won a smile from the beauty. Unexpectedly, it was exchanged for two lines of tears in Lian'er's stunned. This sudden sadness made the lonely Takuya extremely lost, and there was more of a hint of anger. Fang Jiuniang sighed lightly, she could feel where Lian'er's sadness came from. It seems that today's idea of distraction is completely wrong.

“...... Sorry! Lonely boy, the little girl suddenly felt a little flustered, let's stop here today. ...... If it is convenient, please rub the stone carving of that senior, and after the little girl has read it in detail, she will translate it and send it to the house."

A high-spirited hunt ended unexpectedly. Fourteen Lang maintained his due demeanor, and in Fang Jiuniang's rare apology, he politely escorted the second daughter back to Qianshan. For this woman who suddenly fell into grief, Luo Tuo was also a little unable to let go, as if something had stabbed him hard in his heart.......