Losing the residence of Xiaoyao City and staying away from the hustle and bustle of the crowd, Wei Feng and the four of them have a big cave mansion, and everyone knows it that the so-called misfortune and blessing are relied on, which seems to be the best arrangement given by God. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

In the cave, you can domesticate spirit beasts, plant spirit grass, the room is spacious, the practice is not disturbed, and you can see the boundless sea view when you go out, just like a paradise.

Gu Ting and Meng Yao began to take care of the flower beds and forests in a planned manner, and it would be a vibrant scene in the near future, completely destroying Xiaoyaoling No. 8.

The only downside is loneliness, and only these four people depend on each other. But as a practitioner, you have to accept the long and lonely time.

The four of them are still a small group, and they can chat and party occasionally, and they don't know how much lonely time they endured back then.

Of course, there was always a danger, and the infant monk, who was often in the vicinity and had lost his carefully domesticated bone-turning birds, hated them to the core.

If it weren't for the protection of the Hunting Immortal Vine, he would have bulldozed this mountain a long time ago, and Wei Feng and the others would have come out, and they would have bled one by one, or drop by drop.

The Immortal Hunting Vine was not allowed to approach, and at the same time, it blocked the detection of the divine sense, and this old man who was a loose cultivator in his infancy could only see the figure on the mountain in the shadows, but he could not really see whether it was a man or a woman.

Wei Feng scoffed at this, and if he had the courage, come over and see who dies first, anyway, Lao Tzu is not sure that he will never go out.

After a while, Wei Feng finally understood why Ao Cangtian chose this mountain and planted the Hunting Immortal Vine. There are always demon birds from the sea who come here, and then they are caught by the hunting vines, which become the best nutrients to nourish their growth.

When the turmoil calmed down, everyone began to concentrate on practicing, and the only way to achieve real safety was to improve their cultivation.

With the tonic effect of the seven-rank spirit ginseng, Meng Yao, who was originally a second-level beginner-level martial artist, began to move towards the middle level, and there were already some signs.

While studying the treasure formula, Zhou Fatong did not forget to cultivate, he was already in the spiritual vein, and there were inexhaustible spirit stones, and his cultivation was progressing rapidly, and within a year, he might become a pill.

Of course, Wei Feng had not forgotten the fire spirit brought out of the Flame Underground Palace, but this old man had always been hiding in the fire spirit, just like the scenery inside, not moving.

As for the small tripod that Wei Feng obtained, so far, he still doesn't know what it is, and he doesn't know how to use it, so he can only wait for the fire spirit to emerge and ask for clarification.

The spirit beasts gradually got used to life in the cave and became close to humans, Wei Feng did not forget that they were all disabled and might not be able to advance.

The Flying Deer followed Gu Ting, and the Flying Cloud Eagle got very close to Meng Yao.

The Red Flame Bird is difficult to tame, but it likes the stove room, and it comes and goes, and it is very familiar with Zhou Fatong. does not change his stubborn nature, often spits fireballs to find trouble, but the old man treats it as a child, never annoyed, always smiles at each other, and gradually has some intimacy.

The fat yang bird is very different, and it seems to have a good relationship with everyone, but it can't talk about intimacy, and there are many times when it is alone. The Wind Controlling Tiger doesn't look like a tiger, and is a little tired, so he often pesters Wei Feng and rubs his legs with his furry head.

On the book of beast control tips sent by Dongfang Yu, it is difficult to say whether these spirit beasts are raised or not, after all, spirit beasts are extremely rare, and the accumulated experience is insufficient.

However, there is no doubt that in order for these spirit beasts to be loyal, in addition to continuous divine consciousness communication, they must also form a blood contract.

The so-called blood contract is to raise spirit beasts with essence blood, and over time, spirit beasts will establish a complete trust relationship with humans, as if they are connected by blood.

Because these spirit beasts were all sick, Wei Feng didn't let everyone establish a blood contract with them, anyway, he also had a lot of time to see if he could diagnose and treat them.

Wei Feng has accumulated a lot of experience in treating human beings, but he has never treated beasts, and looking at the Wind Control Tiger who had established a credit in the Flame Underground Palace, and was often sprouted by it, he still decided to give it a try.

When the Wind Controlling Tiger was docile, it looked like a cat, and Wei Feng stroked its fur to calm it down completely, and then opened his perspective eyes and carefully examined its body.

Very unexpectedly, the Wind Tiger's body actually has meridians, but the structure is very different from that of humans.

No matter what kind of spirit beast, they are inseparable from the nourishment of aura, at present, these little beasts need very little aura, no spirit stones, just absorb the natural aura in the cave.

This situation is obviously not normal, they should all be big consumers of spiritual energy, Wei Feng took out a high-grade spirit stone and gently placed it in front of the Wind Controlling Tiger.

The Wind Controlling Tiger was enjoying Wei Feng's caresses, and when he felt the aura appear, he still absorbed a little.

Wei Feng's see-through eyes chased this trace of aura, checking its operation in the body of the Wind Controlling Tiger, and with the penetration of the spiritual energy, the meridians on the Wind Controlling Tiger's body suddenly lit up, showing a striking bright white.

Just at the heart of the Wind Tiger, the running aura suddenly stopped, and the little guy didn't have any abnormal reaction, probably because he had long been used to it.

Wei Feng spread his magnifying eyes and carefully searched for this location, not letting go of any tiny blood vessels.

A curved vein, leading directly to the bottom of the Wind Controlling Tiger, is the bend, blocking the operation of the aura, not completely blocked, passing through extremely slowly, almost to a negligible extent.

The magnifying eye found out the reason, there was something in the vein, filling it up as if it were some kind of blood clot.

It affects the flow of blood, naturally affects the operation of the breath, and this curved blood vessel, just blocking a meridian.

Taking out this kind of thing, Wei Feng has some experience, but the spirit beast may not be able to cooperate like a human, Wei Feng didn't dare to force it, and he rushed to the eye, and hit the thrombus-like obstacle very carefully.

The Wind Controlling Tiger really didn't cooperate very much, and when he felt uncomfortable, he whined and roared, expressing his dissatisfaction, and Wei Feng was not in a hurry to patiently appease it, waiting for it to calm down before continuing.

Fortunately, this thing didn't seem to be too strong, and after an hour of intermittent action, it had been impacted into powder and drowned in flowing blood.

The Wind Rider began to become a little uneasy, and let out a slight roar from its mouth, and Wei Feng was stunned to find that the tip of its nose was actually flooded with a little black gas.

"Big cat, don't move, your illness is about to be cured. Wei Feng comforted softly, and kept stroking to stabilize its emotions.

The tip of the nose gradually returned to normal, and as the Wind Tiger exhaled a breath, the black qi dissipated in the air.

Wei Feng judged that this little guy should have swallowed poisonous plants by mistake and was not poisoned, but he was unable to excrete the toxin, causing it to agglutinate in the blood vessels and eventually accumulate down.

The Wind Rider seemed to understand Wei Feng's words, stretched out his tongue, gently licked the back of his hand, squinted his eyes, and looked gentle.

The king of beasts, it shouldn't be like this, Wei Feng continued to cast his eye, restoring the crooked blood vessel to its original position little by little.

Gu Ting came up and saw Wei Feng staring straight at Yufeng Tiger, and his hand was still stroking, and he was immediately jealous.

Wei Feng hurriedly made a silent gesture, Gu Ting endured it and didn't dare to disturb, just about to turn around and leave, an incredible thing suddenly happened.