"The snake soup is really good," Zhao Fu looked at the sluggish little snake on his shoulder, and slowly spoke: "Little snake, are you willing to be my pet?" ”

Although his face was full of smiles, in the eyes of the little snake, Zhao Fu was simply a devil!

From looking for the big snake and beast to making snake soup, everything is for it to see, and the so-called killing chickens and monkeys is also!

"Willing, do I dare or not?" The little snake thought secretly in his heart, and nodded obediently.

Zhao Fu was very satisfied, he had no experience in raising pets, but he had heard that he had to convince pets of himself, and in this way, the little snake should be "convinced".

"By the way, you can't keep calling a little snake and a little snake, I'll give you a name," he stroked his chin and thought about it, and muttered in his mouth: "You were found from the Extreme Yin Land, and it's a snake ......"

"Call you 'Jiuyin' over there!"

Zhao Fu, as a traverser, remembered that in the myths and legends of his previous life, the god who controlled the day and night was Candle Jiuyin, which was a dragon.

The name Jiuyin is also expected to be a little snake Jackie Chan.

Although the little snake didn't understand the meaning of the name, it unexpectedly liked the name and could only reluctantly accept it.

"If only you could talk."

Zhao Fu touched the head of the little snake, and found a few found heavenly and earthly treasures from the package and took them to the center of his eyebrows, but there was still no reaction in the sea of knowledge.

"Ugh." He sighed lightly, put all the materials back together, and then sat cross-legged and began to cultivate.

He has never stopped the Solid Pill and the Flame Devouring Pill, and the Taishang Induction Chapter has also been cultivated very proficiently, and after Huo Ling'er fell into a deep sleep, he didn't dare to relax even more.

Jiuyin propped up his upper body and looked at Zhao Fu's side face, wanting to bite it down to relieve his anger, but in the end he gave up and slowly climbed into Zhao Fu's arms.

Early the next morning, Zhao Fu got up early, and after swallowing another Flame Devouring Pill, he was not busy on the road, he still had one thing in mind.

At the beginning, Huo Ling'er not only asked him to collect the eyes of the Flame Eagle, but also the feathers and wings, which could be used to perform a secret technique that could give him the power to fly.

Flying, in the eyes of mortals, is exclusive to immortals, what man has not dreamed of traveling for nine days.

And this kind of secret technique, which can allow mortals to fly to the sky, is unimaginable, although Huo Ling'er did not elaborate, but he still yearns for it in his heart.

Before, he wanted to find the cold marrow for Tang Wan'er as soon as possible, so he didn't take time to refine it, but now that the cold marrow was in hand, he had time.

"Jiuyin, when I succeed, I'll take you to the sky to see!"

Jiuyin's eyes rolled white, as if he was very disdainful, staying in Zhao Fu's arms and reluctant to come out.

Zhao Fu couldn't help but smile, stretched out his hand and lifted Jiuyin out of his arms, only to find that Jiuyin's tail was wrapped around his small golden bottle containing cold marrow!

"You rammer, it turns out that you are worried about my cold marrow, I can be of great use to this thing!" He knocked on Jiuyin's head and put the golden bottle back into his arms.

But when he saw Jiuyin's aggrieved look, he couldn't help but feel compassion: "There was that crystal beast before, you can only look at the cold marrow and not touch it." ”

The little snake blinked repeatedly, his eyes full of longing.

"Well, there are a lot of cold marrow, so I'll feed you a little." Zhao Fu shook his head helplessly, reopened the small golden bottle, stretched out a finger into it, and dipped a drop out.

The heavenly and earthly treasures cannot be absorbed directly, because they contain a huge amount of energy, and Zhao Fu is not stingy, but he is afraid that there will be some problems under the Jiuyin suit.

The little snake suddenly couldn't wait to bite on his finger, and this bit was not wasted.

"If you eat a drop in one meal, it's not that you can't afford it." Zhao Fu said with a smile, the little golden bottle was only half a palm laughing, but there were thousands of drops of cold marrow in it, and there was no problem with burdening Jiuyin.

After Jiuyin swallowed the cold marrow, a white mist appeared on his body, and his body was cold, like an ice cube, and he looked a little groggy.

"Nothing could go wrong, would it?" Zhao Fu frowned, but Jiuyin went straight into his arms, and then fell asleep.

"It's a rammer."

After scolding with a smile, Zhao Fu began to prepare for the secret technique.

This secret technique is actually just a low-level secret technique that Huo Ling'er casually said after seeing the Flame Eagle, and ordinary immortal cultivators don't practice it at all, because it is not very useful.

And originally, this secret technique was to use spiritual power to urge, and Zhao Fu had not yet stepped into the immortal path, and there was only internal force in his body, and Huo Ling'er modified it slightly before handing it over to Zhao Fu.

The purpose was just to make Zhao Fu more interested in cultivating immortals and strengthen his mind, but he didn't expect Zhao Fu to be so interested.

Zhao Fu followed the method taught by Huo Ling'er, and after hunting a desolate beast, he used the blood of the desolate beast to draw a polygonal pattern the size of three zhang on the ground.

It's like the legendary "magic circle"!

Then, he placed the Flame Crystal in various places of the pattern, which seemed to be irregular, but when he finished placing it, he suddenly felt a whirlwind rise in the formation!

This strange phenomenon shocked Zhao Fu's heart, he didn't dare to slack off, he hurriedly ran to the middle position, sat down cross-legged, and took the Flame Eagle essence blood in one mouth, and placed the two feathers on both sides of his body.

He closed his eyes, and the internal force in his body surged, and began to run according to the secret art record, swallowing the essence and blood in his abdomen swimming in his body, and finally gathered in the place of the back and backbone.

What followed was a long wait.

The magic circle needs spiritual power to urge, and Zhao Fu has no spiritual power, so he can only use other items, and the blood of the desolate beast and the fire crystal all contain the aura of heaven and earth.

Therefore, this simple magic circle does not need Zhao Fu to urge it personally, he just needs to wait.

The aura within the Flame Crystal was channeled out, and the patterns drawn along the blood of the desolate beast began to spread, and it took two hours before all the patterns were finally covered.

At this moment, there seemed to be a buzzing sound in the magic circle, and a strange force wrapped Zhao Fu and the two feathers together, exuding a faint light like a precious jade.

The two feathers slowly melted, and finally turned into a crimson light, and with a "whoosh" sound, it burrowed into Zhao Fu's back and merged with the essence blood of the Flame Eagle.

Zhao Fu didn't see this scene, he just kept waiting, and finally felt a sharp pain in his back, as if something had grown out and broken his flesh!

Although he was used to severe pain, this pain seemed to cut the flesh and blood on his back with a blunt instrument little by little, like Ling Chi, making him break out in a cold sweat and burst out one after another.