Xiao Yang, who left the front of the living room, did not return to the room, but came to the door of an inconspicuous shop according to the instructions of Jiuyou Moshu.

This shop is called the Spirit Pavilion, and what it sells is a variety of spirit arts that can be learned by spirit masters, and in the process of spirit beast battles, spirit masters can not only command the battle, but also assist spirit beasts through different spirit arts, and then change the pattern of a battle.

Of course, there are also detailed types of spiritual arts, which can be roughly divided into three types of spiritual arts: attacking, supporting, and body-based, but ordinary spiritual masters will not choose to practice offensive spiritual arts, after all, that type of spiritual magic consumes too much spiritual power, and it is easy to put yourself in an embarrassing situation of depleting spiritual power.

"Boss, I want to take a step. ”

Walking into the Spirit Pavilion, Xiao Yang didn't have the slightest nonsense, and directly put a hundred gold coins on the table, stepping on the flame step belongs to the body type spirit art, which is extremely common in spirit arts, so the price is relatively cheap.

The owner of the Spirit Pavilion, a young man with a thin body, glanced up at Xiao Yang, then pointed to a bookshelf on the far left, and said in a hoarse voice: "Step Yanbu is on the third floor of the bookshelves on the left. ”

Xiao Yang nodded, and walked directly to the bookshelf, only to hear a squeaky sound, and a fiery red book was ejected from the bookshelf, and it fell into Xiao Yang's hands with great precision.

"Splitting mouse?"

Xiao Yang glanced at the spirit beast on the bookshelf with some surprise, it was a palm-sized white mouse, the rat's claws were sharp, and there was a faint light in his eyes, this kind of spirit beast called the Split Spirit Mouse had a strong memory and could accurately remember the placement of items in a short period of time.

Coming out of the Spirit Pavilion, Xiao Yang took a light breath of slightly cool air, and then returned to the room quickly, took the Nine Shades of Ink Book and the cloth bag, and walked towards the back mountain.

"By the way, do you have any other names, I can't call you Jiuyu Moshu in the future. Xiao Yang asked as he walked.

"Hehe, there's really no such thing as a name. ”

A wisp of phantism, floating around Xiao Yang like a ghost, fortunately, this road is part of the Xiao family's forces, and it is inaccessible, otherwise this strange scene can scare many people half to death.

"If not, then I'll give you one, now my cultivation is guided by you, and our relationship is like that of master and apprentice, in the future, I will call you Master Mo." Xiao Yang smiled lightly, and a trace of cunning flashed in the depths of his eyes.

"Whew!"

Hearing this name, Red Flame finally sneered, and its little tail flicked around in the air, compared to its name, it was much more windy.

"Little slippery, I've really lost to you. ”

Jiuyou Moshu smiled bitterly and hid in the cloth bag, Xiao Yang invisibly imposed a shackle on him, put on the name of the teacher, not only will he teach him in the future, but if Xiao Yang encounters danger, he can't sit idly by, I have to say, he still underestimated this young man who looked a little immature.

Just as Jiuyou Moshu thought, Xiao Yang's abacus was not exquisite, from the first contact, the latter had already judged that the true strength of Jiuyoumoshu should not be weaker than his father's fire spirit lion, tying such a teacher to his side, for him and the Xiao family, there would only be endless benefits.

After greeting Xiao Yi, Xiao Yang stepped into the back mountain with Chi Yan, Chi Yan jumped and landed steadily on the ground, and the white fluff on his tail gradually appeared, and the aura of a high-level apostle-level spirit beast suddenly spread.

Removing the red flame in the state of the fox bewilderment, causing many spirit beasts who were secretly grinding their teeth and claws to quickly retreat, Xiao Yang's mission to come to the back mountain this time was mainly to collect the purple Xuan Ye, Moon Ink Flower and Cang Ling Thorn Vine necessary for refining the Cang Spirit Liquid, and he didn't want to carry out the extra battle.

With a smug snort, Chi Yan flicked his little tail and walked slowly in front of Xiao Yang.

"By the way, little one, there is still a flame spirit grass in your cloth bag. In the inaccessible mountains and forests, the ink master no longer concealed his true body, and directly floated beside Xiao Yang, but around the phantom, there was a circle of substantial-like light shields, like a defense.

"Well, I'm going to find a suitable place and let Red Flame refine it. Xiao Yang nodded.

"Refining? Master Mo shook his head and chuckled: "The most reasonable way to use the Flame Spirit Grass is not to swallow it directly, but to use it after the fire spirit power in the spirit beast's body is completely empty, so that it can fully exert its medicinal properties, and if you are lucky, it is possible for your little fox to directly ascend to the first order." ”

Hearing this, Xiao Yang nodded happily, as if he had been taught, if it weren't for Master Mo's presence, he didn't know how many good things he would have missed.

"Whoa!"

As the two of them spoke, the trunk of the tree next to them trembled, and after a while, a fiery red shadow suddenly burst out, carrying a trace of flame on its claws, and all the leaves around it were evaporated to yellow by the high temperature contained in it.

"Hehe, I've been paying attention to you for a long time. ”

The ink master smiled lightly, and with a wave of his palm, a semicircular light shield condensed out of thin air, directly enveloping the fiery red shadow in it.

Xiao Yang's eyes were slightly condensed, in the light mask, there was a fire civet with a burning body, with lilac fluff on its neck, those eyes, as fierce as a bloodthirsty wolf, and the waving claws struck the light mask with a bang.

"Don't you know it, this spirit beast, named Cangyan Fire Raccoon, is a relatively rare spirit beast, the grade is medium apostle level, with great potential, and in their eyes, no matter who it is, it is as weak as an ant, which is why it dares to sneak up on you. Jiuyou Moshu explained with a smile.

Red Flame lay on the light mask, staring fiercely at the Cangyan fire civet in it, and the latter also stared at it with anger on his face, if there was no light mask, he was afraid that the two would fight immediately.

"It's a pity that my second spiritual gate hasn't been opened yet, otherwise this cangyan fire raccoon is a good choice. Xiao Yang licked his lips, the greater the potential of the spirit beast, the greater the chance of breaking through the shackles of the grade, like the Cangyan Fire Beaver, it is possible to jump directly to two grades when breaking through.

"Follow me, your future path will not be so simple. Mo Shi looked at Xiao Yang, shook his head lightly in his heart, his eyes flickered, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"If you want to kill, you must be prepared to be killed. ”

With a turn of his gaze, the ink master waved his palm lightly, and the light mask disappeared in an instant, and the red flame on it, which had been waiting impatiently, pierced the claws and throat of the cangyan fire civet with one claw.

This Cangyan Flame Raccoon is currently only a third-order middle apostle, and in front of Red Flame, it is obviously vulnerable.

Moreover, in the minds of the spirit beasts, the spirit master who concludes the spirit covenant is more important than his own life, so for the Cangyan Flame who wants to take Xiao Zheng's life, Chi Yan has no intention of showing mercy to his subordinates at all, and if he can kill with one blow, he will naturally not be merciful.

Watching the red flame devour the spirit core of the cangyan fire civet, Xiao Yang turned his gaze to the front of the woods, where the purple Xuanye and the moon ink flower grow.