The sun was shining just right on the pavilion, and occasionally a few birdsongs could be heard in the mountains and forests below.

The crisp voice of the little flower demon sounded from time to time, and the little Luo chirped and talked happily with the little tortoise.

The baby tortoise was lying in the sun, its eyes half-closed, and it was not known if it was asleep.

Its tortoiseshell and scales are smooth and shiny like finely polished gemstones, but they do not reflect the dazzling glare in the sun.

The little tortoise seems to be able to absorb some of the sunlight, Chen Jing thought in his heart, there are no clouds on Lingyan Mountain every day, and the sun is abundant, and the little tortoise should like it here.

In the afternoon, Chen Jing felt that the little tortoise should eat, it seemed to be a little picky when it ate for the first time, and the spirit fruit was not appetizing?

This time, Chen Jing prepared more kinds of food, in addition to the peaches that the little tortoise ate in the morning, he replaced them with several other spirit fruits, plus lotus seeds, pine nuts, almonds and other nuts, and after thinking about it, Chen Jing put a small piece of boiled ironclad beef on the jade plate.

As soon as Chen Jing moved, the little tortoise shrank, but it didn't shrink, and he looked sideways at his movements.

When the jade plate in Chen Jing's hand approached, it retracted a little, and when the jade plate was placed in front of him, Chen Jing read the jade slip again, and the limbs and heads and tails of the little tortoise quickly stretched out.

This time, it didn't pick for too long, but directly bit a lotus seed, which was the lotus seed of the Ice Lotus Jade Lotus.

The lotus seeds that have not been steamed are very hard, but the baby tortoise eats them slowly, about the same speed as peaches.

After eating three lotus seeds in a row, the little tortoise leaned its head close to the ironclad beef, and it looked around the piece of meat to the left and right, and then bit into the beef.

"Huh? You eat meat! Xiao Luo shouted.

The little tortoise slowly bit the piece of meat and tilted its head to look at the little flower demon.

It seems that baby tortoises like to eat nuts, followed by meat, and also fruits. Chen Jing pondered, the little tortoise should have powerful magical powers, otherwise how could such a slow tortoise eat meat?

In the evening, the little beasts ran back to the cave, flocked to the pavilion, and surrounded the little tortoises when they saw them.

"It's just out of the shell, don't touch it."

Chen Jing said that the little tortoises and the little beasts should get familiar with them as soon as possible, but they are still small and can't withstand the toss.

The little beasts watched the little tortoise for a while, and the little tortoise shrank in its shell, unmoved.

"It's time to eat."

Chen Jing called the little beasts over for dinner, and he will eat dinner in the pavilion today.

He ate some refreshments casually, while the little beasts devoured them, and the little tortoise in front of the floor-to-ceiling window watched them eat and seemed interested in slowly sticking out of their shells.

Occasionally, a small beast turned its head to look at it, and the little tortoise quickly retracted.

The little beasts all thought the little tortoise was very interesting like this, and Chen Jing smiled: "Slowly get familiar with it, don't always surround it." ”

More than 70,000 miles south of Lingyan Mountain, under a big tree on the verdant Xiaonan Mountain, there is a futon on the boulder, and a woman in Tsing Yi is sitting on the stone.

There were bursts of birdsong around, and Liu Fei'er's eyes were slightly closed, and she heard the voices of an old man and a young man talking in her ears.

"Grandpa Li, I'm coming!"

"Will you?"

"The blood jade gourd needs to be watered half a scoop of water at a time, and it must be poured into the ridges of the field, and it can't be poured directly on the roots, right?"

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"Well, that's right!"

"That ......"

"Okay, Yunxian has the rest of these blood jade melons, you can pour them."

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This place is seven or eight miles away from the mountain col where Li Qingling and Zhou Yunxian are located, but Liu Fei'er can hear the conversation between the two clearly when he uses the technique of "listening to the wind for thousands of miles".

The Venerable Master of the Heavenly Wind used thousands of miles to listen to the wind, and could hear the wind and grass within a radius of hundreds of miles, while Liu Fei'er could only hear the movement within twenty or thirty miles of the vicinity now.

She came to observe Zhou Yunxian's character, sometimes she would sacrifice the invisible flag and fly into the mountain col, sometimes like this, listen to it from afar, and by the way, she can also cultivate thousands of miles to listen to the wind.

It was getting late, Li Qingling took Xiao Yunxian to pour the blood jade gourd, ate dinner, and rested after talking a few pages of Taoist books.

Liu Fei'er under the tree stood up, waved her hand to put away the futon, and then disappeared in an instant.

A vague light flew south in the night sky, and soon Liu Fei'er flew out for seven or eight hundred miles.

A steep mountain appeared in front of it, and there was a small Taoist temple on the mountainside, and a few lights were shining in the night.

Liu Fei'er knows that this place is called Horseshoe Mountain, and there is a loose cultivator named Tao Ji in the Taoist temple, as well as several of his apprentices, it is said that Tao Ji is more than 100 years old, and he has the cultivation in the middle of the foundation building, and he is quite famous in the scattered cultivation in the nearby area.

After the Zhou family got the Lizard Demon Scimitar, it was likely that they asked him to see it, and they didn't know if there was a problem with this Tao Ji.

Liu Fei'er fell into the mountain, found a boulder and sat down, carried it thousands of miles to listen to the wind and began to listen to the movement in the Taoist temple.

This kind of investigation is actually very inefficient, but it is very hidden, it has been a long time since the Zhou family was wiped out, and Liu Fei'er does not expect to find clues soon.

She wants to stay nearby for a while for Zhou Yunxian's business, and look for it along the way, it is best to find clues, and it doesn't matter if she doesn't.

Early in the morning, Lingyan Mountain.

A green shadow flew out of the cave, came to the back mountain in an instant, and stopped in front of the refining workshop where the outer wall was recognizable, like a huge jade block.

It has been more than ten days since the little tortoise broke its shell, and it has gradually adapted to the life on the mountain, and it has gradually become familiar with the little beasts.

He opened the door to the refining workshop and walked inside.

Arrived at the large smelting room first, Chen Jing flicked his sleeves, the stone door closed behind him, the light on the ground, four walls and the roof of the hall flickered, and layers of fine spiritual light lit up one after another, among which there were occasionally mysterious runes emerging and disappearing.

There was no problem with the prohibition of the smelting room, Chen Jing nodded, came to the edge of the square pit in the middle of the main hall, walked up the stone steps, and stood on the platform at the end of the stone steps.

Chen Jing waved his hand, the huge tripod lid flew up, and a flame condensed bird flew out of his sleeve, and the firebird roared, and a hovering in mid-air pounced into the big ding.

The golden-red flames ignited in the purple gold tripod, and the phoenix bird patterns on the tripod lit up.

There was a futon on the platform, Chen Jing sat down cross-legged, and observed the flames in the Ding for a while, and the Fire Luan Fengding was running well.

With a wave of his hand, more than a dozen pieces of ore flew out, the color of the ore was jet black, and occasionally a ray of golden light flashed on it, it was black gold.

More than a dozen black gold stones fell into the big ding, and the lid fell one after another.

The flames in the Purple Gold Great Ding immediately soared, and Chen Jing sacrificed to the Fire Luan Fengding, and he could clearly sense the situation in the Dingzhong.

Ultigold is difficult to smelt, but in Dading, the jet-black ore quickly turns red and shiny, and then melts.

Chen Jing controls the Lihuo Luan Bird as he likes, and Zijin Dading can give full play to the power of Lihuo, and it is more convenient to do steps such as separation, purification, and refining.

I feel that the firebird and the big ding are made in heaven and earth, and they complement each other well.

Soon the lid flew up, and a piece of black metal shining with golden light flew out of the tripod. chaptere