Chapter Eighty-Nine: The Linhai Bazaar

It is said that there is only a five-zhang radius inside the huge bird's nest, but it is empty, and there is only a lone egg in the middle.

Hu Yang slipped down the inner wall of the nest paved with golden soft grass, and when he got closer, the bird's egg was frighteningly large, with a horizontal diameter of at least three feet, and the shell was earthy yellow, and it looked like there was a halo around the bird's egg, which was not like a mortal thing.

Looking around, the inside of this empty nest is clear at a glance, there is nothing but this egg, the two great gods of the dantian are trembling more and more, is it this egg that makes these two great gods tremble?

Suddenly remembered the book I had read before, "The First Knowledge of Martial Arts" about the introduction of war pets, if the record is correct, then this egg is indeed a treasure, and the value is immeasurable;

There are exceptions to everything, if the warrior encounters a big opportunity to get the beast cub, the young beast adopted from childhood does not need to regain the master, because the young beast directly regards the warrior as a parent, and the war pet after raising it is not only loyal and will never rebel for life, but also has a spiritual connection with the warrior, and its combat power is better than that of other fierce beast war pets.

Thinking of this, Hu Yang's scalp was numb, what kind of bird did the master meet today?

Golden-winged Roc!

It is not a miscellaneous fierce beast with thin bloodlines and needs to be atavistic, but at least a Dapeng with a bloodline concentration of more than sixty percent!

The blood rushed to the brain, and he almost fainted with a daze, and then he shivered, and now he is still in Dapeng's mother's bed, and he is about to steal her child.

Remembering the method of dripping blood to recognize the lord of the fierce beast cub recorded in "The First Knowledge of Martial Arts", he quickly took out a dagger from the Sumeru bag and cut the palm of his hand to bleed, and the bright red blood dripped on the earthy yellow eggshell and was absorbed and immersed in the eggshell, spreading along the dense lines on the eggshell, when half of the eggshell was soaked in blood, Hu Yang saw that there was still an egg.

Why didn't you see it at first? Because the second egg is so small.

Strictly speaking, it's not small, but it's very different from the big egg you saw at first sight, and the second egg is only the size of a grapefruit, which is a little bigger than an ostrich egg, but it's not easy to find when you put it on this table.

Hu Yang bent down and stretched out his hand to pick up the little egg, but he couldn't pick it up, because the two eggs, one large and one small, with huge differences, were actually glued together, and the eggshells were glued together.

Could it be that they were all born from Dapeng?

Twin?

It's weird!

How can two eggs with such a huge difference be laid at once?

If this was all born by the Roc, what kind of bird would that little egg hatch?

I broke the little egg again, and made sure that the eggshells of these two eggs were indeed glued together, this is simply the most typical dragon brother and mouse brother in the world, a table is big, a grapefruit is big, oh my God!

The surface of the big egg was completely soaked with blood, Hu Yang didn't dare to continue to think about why there was such a problem, and hurriedly stretched out his bleeding left hand to the little egg, and the blood soaked the eggshell in a few breaths.

The two great gods in their stomachs were still shaking.

What the master lacks most now is the little friends who fight side by side, until now there is only one ugly two balls, how can the eggs of the Golden-winged Dapeng be swallowed by you?

So Hu Yanghuo came: "Shake a bird! This can't swallow wow, this is not a spar spiritual material, stop it for the master!"

Strange to say, as soon as he got angry, the tremor of the dantian really stopped immediately, but Hu Yang suddenly woke up to the fact that they were not really afraid of getting angry, and they might not even be able to understand the language, but they could receive another way to convey information - thoughts.

They can only accept the idea to a certain extent.

I didn't have time to think about this problem carefully, so I quickly unfolded my spiritual sense and triggered the Sumeru bag, put the big and small eggs in, turned around and began to flee for my life.

was about to crawl out along the inner wall of the nest, but suddenly saw some golden objects scattered on the edge of the nest and the golden soft grass was different, grabbed it and picked it up to see that it was a feather, it was estimated that the adult Dapeng fell off, and he gritted his teeth and risked being caught by the Dapeng bird to put away all the feathers that were more than two feet long.

Racing against time to finish collecting the feathers, he hurriedly held two iron claws, hands and feet and crawled out of the nest.

Out of the bird's nest, take a deep breath to calm the beating heart a little, lift the vitality to infuse two iron claws, grasp the rock wall step by step to the bottom of the cliff to land;

It took a quarter and a half of an hour to descend to the bottom of the cliff, Hu Yang was already soaked with sweat, but he couldn't take a break, who knows when the mother Dapeng will come back?

"Two Goals...... The wind is howling!"

"Perfect Taoist priest, if you still hide in the cave and don't come out, the master will leave first!" Hu Yang screamed as he ran with the strength to eat.

Running out of less than half a mile from the bottom of the cliff, the second ball came up, Hu Yang pulled onions on a dry land and rode on horseback, the second ball played a roundabout, and the feet were shaved with flying sand and stones, and the maximum speed was mentioned between four or five vertical jumps.

"Hu Yang is waiting for me......"

The Wufeng Taoist priest hurriedly got out of the hole in the ground and jumped on horseback, but saw that Hu Yang had already passed by at a speed faster than the wind, and the hairs on his body stood on end involuntarily, and he screamed like a dying eunuch.

After the second ball drilled into the woods, the speed had to slow down, otherwise one would not be able to turn around and hit the tree headfirst, and eight or nine centaurs would burst out of their brains, and the Taoist priest would finally catch up.

"Hu Yang, what kind of treasure is in that bird's nest?" the Taoist priest asked immediately, and he no longer called him a turtle.

"It's just a few bird feathers, and nothing else, if you don't climb up if you know it, it's not worth risking your life just to pick up a few bird feathers!" Hu Yang replied while adjusting his body's center of gravity to avoid the trees in front of him in accordance with the turn of the second ball, with a look of regret on his face.

"Bird feathers, what bird feathers?" the Taoist priest didn't react.

"Golden bird feathers. ”

"Wow! That's the hair of the Golden-winged Roc! Wow! How many hairs have you picked up?" the Taoist priest had already made his mind clear.

"In a hurry, who has time to count how many hairs there are? Why are you asking this?" Hu Yang asked knowingly.

"Wait a while to find a quiet place to count, that Mao has half of the Taoist. "It is estimated that the Taoist priest is talking about the rules of meeting one face and dividing half.

"You little calf is greedy for life and afraid of death, the master risked his life to climb the wall, but you are busy drilling holes in the ground, and you still have to share the hairs?

"Dao Ye sacrificed his life and death to accompany you on an adventure, and you didn't even give Dao Ye a hair!

"Then which feather do you say you picked up? Could it be that the bird feathers grow in a hole in the ground?" Hu Yang sarcastically said.

"Without Dao Ye's wall dragon claws, can you climb that bird's nest? at least half of ......"

In the battle between the two of them for the red-faced bird feathers, the two balls rushed out of the woods and rushed up the gentle slope of the valley, without the obstruction of the dense forest, and accelerated again.

The luck of these two people and two horses was that they didn't see the mother Dapeng come back until they rushed out of the valley and came to the flat ground outside, but Hu Yang didn't dare to slack off, and asked: "There is no shortage of Taoists, where are there many people around here?"

"Why do you ask this?" The Taoist priest fought with Hu Yang all the way, and he was so angry that his IQ decreased a lot.

"Stupid you! Don't hurry up and hide in the crowd, if you are caught up by that big peng, you still fight with the master for bird feathers? There won't even be a single bird feather left of your own!"

"Three hundred miles to the south, Linhai Market!" The Taoist priest reacted, bird feathers are small, and life is big.

"Lead the way ahead, run with all your might!" Hu Yang urged.

The Wufeng Taoist priest accelerated and ran in front of Hu Yang, and the two horses ran with all their might, and the surrounding scenery began to retreat rapidly.

Three quarters of an hour later, the Taoist priest took Hu Yang and ran onto a road. The reason why it is called a road is because the grass on this ground has obvious traces of being trampled, indicating that there are many warriors passing by this place, and there should be a densely populated place ahead.

Suddenly, Hu Yang, who was paying attention to the sky from time to time, saw a golden light flashing in the sky in front of him, and a big bird was sliding down from the sky and flying in the direction behind him, which was the direction of the valley, which was definitely the Dapeng homecoming that went out!

"How far is it?" asked Hu Yang in a shrieked voice.

"About fifty miles. ”

"Two balls are fast!"

The muscles of the two balls rolled violently, and one leaped forward more than five feet, and the four hooves hit the ground like a drumbeat; the oncoming strong wind made Hu Yang's eyes almost unable to open, and he hurriedly learned the movements of a horse racer and lay on the back of the second ball to reduce the wind resistance.

"Hu Yang is waiting for me......"

The Immortal Daoist screamed like a dying eunuch again, but his mount did not have the almost perverted explosiveness of Erqiu, and after a dozen breaths, he could only see a lone smoke rising in front of him.

Finally, Hu Yang squinted his eyes and vaguely saw that there were five or six warriors on the road ahead on horseback, and the direction was also the Linhai Market, and the market in his heart should not be far away, as long as he drilled into the crowd, even if Grandma Dapeng came over, he would take the little master wood method.

"......"

There was a terrible cry from the sky behind him, the sound was sharp and piercing, and it could pierce the cloud cracked stone, and the five or six warriors who were slowly moving forward in front of him were startled, and their mounts under their crotches were frightened, and they hissed, jumping and trying to escape.

Hu Yang's whole body tightened, his scalp was numb, and sure enough, he still caught up! Although the second ball was fast, he couldn't outrun Dapeng no matter what, how could it be good?

When he looked up and saw several martial artists in front of him who were rapidly approaching, his heart suddenly moved, and he raised his dantian vitality and shouted, "Run, wow...... The Tianqi Army is casting its net...... I want to serve the Linhai Market in one pot ......"