"Second-order spirit beasts? What is it? ”

"You'll find out when you come over, it's definitely a surprise."

"Are you raised here? Or is it a companion beast of the same family? Chen Muzhi still has some concerns.

Zhu Mingming said: "Just raise it for a few days temporarily, and in a few days you will take it away as a companion beast." ”

"That's not good......"

It's no wonder that Chen Muzhi is worried, mainly because the summoning talisman is not easy to draw, although it is not the spirit beast itself that is summoned, but the appearance of spiritual power. The more advanced it is, the more substantial the body is, and it can also inherit the ability of the deity, and the stronger the combat power and duration.

But if you want to draw such a talisman, you not only need the horns, scales, claws and other body parts of the spirit beast itself to make the materials for drawing the talisman, but most importantly, you need the essence and blood of the spirit beast.

Although compared to the ancient times, the creation of summoning talismans requires the vitality of spirit beasts, which is much better. However, the essence blood comes from the innate essence, and it is also the origin of the spirit beast, and if there is a slight loss, the spirit beast will be depressed and affect the performance.

Zhu Mingming was able to raise the spirit beast back to his spirit in a few days, which was already very powerful. But if you want to raise back the consumed essence blood, even a first-order spirit beast will need a year and a half, let alone a second-order one.

"The willow wood demon was also second-order before, and in the end, it didn't succeed."

"That's different, it's a demon beast after all. What's more, I don't know how many years have been here, and the cultivation is too high, so it's normal that you can't paint it now. ”

"Alas, I was also entrusted to the head at the beginning, and in the end, I finally succeeded in obtaining sperm blood...... In other words, the cultivation of that wood demon is too high, and it feels like it is going to surpass the master. ”

"If you haven't used up the essence blood materials, you can keep them first. Although the grade of the spirit beast this time is high, the cultivation is only equivalent to the late stage of Qi training, which is very rare. ”

"Which Qi practitioner is it for?"

"It seems that he is a junior of Elder Yan's family, and he will immediately practice the second layer of qi."

"What's it called?"

"It seems to be called Yan Yuan."

Chen Muzhi smiled when he heard this, remembering the scene when he stood in front of Elder Yan and slashed the summoned spirit cat with a sword.

Clapped his hands lightly and said with a smile: "Okay, it's him!" ”

Zhu Mingming chuckled and said, "You still don't deal with the Yan family?" ”

"I'm still fighting in private, if it's not about to be a trial, there's still a fight to fight."

"I feel that you have become more and more violent in the past two years, it can't be that you have been broken by your sister."

"Whoever calls them cheap will be happy."

Zhu Mingming shook his head with a smile on the corner of his mouth, "How can you still meditate and cultivate like this?" "Continue to feed the pen below.

Chen Muzhi followed behind him with a bucket, "Anyway, I have won more and lost less recently, but the more I beat, the more I feel, and the faster the progress of my cultivation." ”

"Chirp~"

I heard a crisp bird call, and looked up to see that there was a small white bird flying around the sky in the blue sky.

Chen Muzhi waved his hand and beckoned: "Little Spirit!" ”

The little bird seemed to notice it, flew down from the sky, and landed on Chen Muzhi's shoulder deftly, only to see that it was snow-white, the size of a round fist, only its mouth and small claws were bright red, and its small eyes flashed around smartly.

Zhu Mingming said: "I have always felt that the sound of your spirit pigeon is a little different from others. ”

"What should I call that?"

"Goo-goo, so be it."

Chen Muzhi touched the bird with his finger, and the red beak of the little spirit pigeon touched his finger, and then sat on his shoulder and did not move. Chen Muzhi said dotingly: "It can be called whatever it likes, and I would like to thank Senior Brother Zhu at the beginning." ”

Zhu Mingming waved his hand, "It's all a trivial matter, the time you fought the most at that time was because of it, and even the head of the house was alarmed at that time." ”

"yes." Chen Muzhi gently stroked the head of the spirit pigeon with his fingers, and the little bird tilted his head comfortably and closed his eyes. This little bird was obtained from the spirit egg that Liang Wenxin bought in Muji City.

After returning to Fengliang Mountain, Chen Muzhi turned it out of the storage bag and soaked it in spiritual water for a day and a night, and what he hatched was not a second-order or third-order treasure, but an ordinary first-order low-grade spirit bird.

Speaking of which, it was a loss to buy a second-order spirit stone, but this was bought with Master Liang Wenxin, and as soon as I saw this bird, I remembered that time in the north.

Later, when he returned to Fengliang Mountain, Elder Yan wanted to seize power a little bit, and the monks surnamed Liang and Yan on the mountain were intriguing with each other, and the head of Liang was bent on Liang Wenxin's injury, and he couldn't take care of this personal disciple who Liang Wenxin had just entered the door.

Those young disciples surnamed Yan were open-mouthed, and they were talking about some unbridled gossip and foul language behind their backs.

Chen Muzhi endured a lot of hardships on the road, and originally wanted to endure it, but who knew that if he took a step back, others would have to take an inch, and when Chen Muzhi was away, he not only destroyed Chen Muzhi's quiet room, but also threw the spirit pigeon that had just hatched into the water tank with a stone.

After Chen Muzhi found out, he was simply mad, and all the grievances of sleeping in the open along the way broke out, and he fought with the other party hatefully, but unfortunately his cultivation was not good, and the other party was full of injuries.

In the end, even the flying sword was used, but it was stopped by the head who heard the news. Both sides were severely punished, except for being tightly closed, and it took a month to chop wood and carry water.

Later, the two sides still didn't like each other, and they had to throw trash talk at each other when they met, and then changed it to a private Rio fight. It has become the kind of person who has a person and a referee, except that it is not allowed to play a dead hand, and it is no different from a duel.

This spirit pigeon was later rescued by Zhu Mingming, who was good at managing spirit animals, but there was a little problem left in one eye. Chen Muzhi was naturally very grateful, and he came to Tongshenyuan to help when he was free, and there were some for cleaning the beast pen, and the high-level cleaning charms were also provided for free.

The two sides had dealings, and the relationship between Zhu Mingming and Liang Wenxin was good, but later, with the acquiescence of the master, he privately asked him to collect the essence blood of the spirit beast.

At this time, a little girl with a double ponytail ran in outside the door of Tongshenyuan, seven or eight years old, wearing a pure white robe, and the pink carving was very cute.

Seeing Chen Muzhi's figure, he shouted: "Little senior brother." He ran in as fast as he could.

Zhu Mingming said: "It seems that your time to exercise is coming again." ”

Chen Muzhi smiled bitterly and shouted at the little girl: "Yunying, you run slowly, be careful not to fall." ”

It was the little girl I met at the Dengxian Conference, Shi Yunying. Later, it was also because of this coincidence that he was sent over by the patriarch of Shijia Village.

The little girl ran to the front, compared to the days of suffering under the mountain in the early years, in the past few years on the Ling Mountain, she has grown a head taller, slender hands and feet, a pair of elf-like big eyes, and she will also be a beauty embryo in the future.

"Little senior brother, senior sister tells you to hurry back quickly, otherwise your training will be doubled." The little girl's crisp voice repeated.

"Hey!" Chen Muzhi sighed heavily, and said helplessly: "Did you come with Xiao Ling?" ”

"Yes!"

"Little Spirit, you little traitor!"

"Chirp~"

Zhu Mingming took the wooden barrel of raw meat from his hand, and said with a smile: "You go quickly, don't bother me, haha." ”

"Alas, ruthless and unjust."

"I've seen Senior Brother Zhu." Shi Yunying respectfully saluted Zhu Mingming.

"Xiao Yunying, I met your grandfather last time I went down the mountain, and she asked you how your cultivation is now?"

"Yun Ying is practicing every day now, and she is almost at the second order." The little girl replied crisply.

At the beginning, the old patriarch of Shijia Village braved the ban to send Liang Wenxin and Chen Muzhi back, although it was a great kindness, but after all, it was not good to put it on the bright side, so the head of Liang asked Shi Yunying in the door to officially recognize him as a grandfather. On the grounds of the relatives of the disciples in the door, the population of the Shijia Village is not large anyway, so a quiet and rich place was arranged near the mountain gate and the Shijia Village was moved over.

"You just go back and say I'm looking for materials for drawing talismans here."

"No, senior sister said, wait until the little brother's summoning charm can block her three swords." The little girl said hurriedly, pulling Chen Muzhi to leave.

"Then Senior Brother Zhu, goodbye." Chen Muzhi was pulled by Shi Yunying's fingers, holding the little spirit pigeon on his shoulder, and walked towards the door.

"Cultivate well. And my book, you hurry up and help me copy it, there are several sects waiting for it! Zhu Mingming shouted from afar.

"Really? Got it. ”

"What book?" Shi Yunying asked with sparkling eyes.

"Just the book of raising spirit beasts written by Senior Brother Zhu himself. Leave it alone, let's go back. ”

"Okay!"

"Slow down."

The sun is shining, and in early summer, the sunlight shines through the dense layers of branches and leaves, casting dappled light and shadows on the ground.

Two people, one big and one small, passed through the thick shade of the trees, and after a while, they heard the sound of mountain streams and flowing water in their ears. I took a shortcut, and my eyes suddenly opened up, and I arrived at the thatched hall where Liang Wen's spiritual field was located halfway up the mountain.

Originally, a large area of fairy spirit grass was gone, firstly, Liang Wenxin had been in retreat for three years, and secondly, the ancient medicine pavilion on the side of Muji City was also destroyed, so he simply planted two kinds of papyrus that could make rune paper at the suggestion of Senior Brother Zhu, and now it has grown more than a foot high, and it can be harvested in late autumn.

The sunflower on one side of the cottage is still there, but there is a small tree on the other side than before. There are stone tables and benches under the trees, as well as a pair of bamboo rocking chairs. A woman dressed in white and with black hair and waist was lying on a rocking chair and swaying slowly, leaning on the slender jade hand on the armrest, and carrying a sword as crystal as jade.

Looking at her figure from afar, Chen Muzhi couldn't help but shrink. Mu Qingchen should be the sister that the master said, no wonder he was a little apprehensive when he saw her in the Red Stone Temple.

The appearance of the two is somewhat similar, but as they get older, Mu Qingchen is beautiful and vulgar, and the heroic spirit between his eyebrows and eyes becomes more obvious.

Chen Muzhi recalled that three years ago, Master Liang Wenxin went to heal his injuries, and he didn't see Mu Qingchen at first, only to know later that she went out to look for her again.

Until he had a conflict with the Yan family again, his face and arms were all injured on the side of the cottage, and he wanted to cry angrily while practicing his sword desperately. A familiar cold voice came, "The swordsmanship moves are so poor, practice with me." ”

Chen Muzhi raised his head and saw her snow-white melon seed face that was somewhat similar to himself, and knew that he had finally seen his sister.

But after meeting, this sister did not talk about her family affection with herself, but formulated a set of plans to train her body: in addition to practicing meditation, she got up from the ground 100 times, sit-ups 100 times, and squatted 100 times a day, and the rest was to practice sword skills, and then run 10,000 meters around the mountain before night.

No matter how hard it is, whether it's windy, rainy, or something else, do it every day and keep exercising your willpower. From the reluctance at the beginning, to now, it has been persisting like this for three years. Chen Muzhi felt that his muscles had become more, but the hair on his head was getting less and less, and he didn't know if it was an illusion.

Although he has also refuted it, he is a cultivator of Taoism, not a martial artist.

But Mu Qingchen reprimanded: "You must know that the physical body is a raft, carrying our soul to ascend to a higher and farther avenue, and it is not okay to ignore the exercise of the physical body." ”

However, Mu Qingchen also said that after laying a good foundation in three years, you can find some methods for refining your body. You don't need to exercise like this every day.

"Sister~"

"Call Senior Sister."

"Senior sister, I feel like it's almost three years."

"Over the week." Mu Qingchen said lazily, pinching his fingers in his heart, it seemed to be true.

Chen Muzhi was pleasantly surprised: "Really! ”

"Don't hurry up and get started, you don't want your baby tree anymore, do you?" Mu Qingchen sat up, gesturing with the flying sword in his hand.

"Don't, don't, start right away." Chen Muzhi propped his hands on the ground and began to get up, and the little spirit pigeon on his shoulders flew to the branch.

"Last year, it was just a light flower, and if it didn't bear fruit, it was just replaced with another tree." Mu Qingchen also began to talk more in front of him.

"It's a cherry blossom tree, and it won't bear fruit. Two, three, four......" Chen Muyi counted while exercising.

A little black cat on the roof poked its head out when it heard the sound, "meowed" twice, jumped off the roof, landed lightly on the ground, and ran to rub under Chen Muzhi's body.

"It's better to be Moyu, a kitten can sleep if it wants."

"How do you sleep at your age? Yunying, go to the house and take a look, how did that kid eat so slowly? ”

"Yes, Senior Sister." Shi Yunying trotted all the way into the cottage.

The little black cat Moyu jumped on Chen Muzhi's back as if playfully, found a comfortable position to lie down, and intimately added a little difficulty to his exercise.

"Eight, Nine, Ten ......"

With the sound of counting, the little spirit pigeon spread its wings and flew around the grass hall. The weather is just right, the sun is shining, in this wonderful world, a young man named Chen Muzhi is slowly growing up, looking forward to the unknown future.

End of the first volume.