Chapter Forty-Seven: Spirit Beast Piglet

The blood beads shot back and seeped back into his forehead, and Ogawa finally regained control of his body.

"Strong??? !!" Xiao Chuan jumped up, his eyes widened, and he was extremely shocked to see that he had suddenly opened the Blood Soul Sacrifice Ceremony, and he had already collected the forbidden turtle as a natal spirit beast, and he couldn't say a second word!

"Xiao Chuan, listen to me, I don't know what's going on with the Dao! Suddenly there is a powerful force that drives me to take this forbidden turtle as a natal spirit beast! I really didn't mean to!" Qiang Sheng looked very confused, shaking his head desperately, and said with a crying voice.

Looking at Qiang Sheng, who was so frightened and so anxious that he almost cried, Xiaochuan couldn't hate if he wanted to, and he couldn't scold if he wanted to, so he could only stand silently, feeling completely discouraged.

Suddenly, Xiao Chuan felt the world spinning, and his feet fell to the ground, it should be that the time limit of the Blood Soul Sacrifice is approaching.

According to the instructions of the "Spirit Beast Transformation" exercise, once the cultivator starts the ritual of the Blood Soul Sacrifice, if he does not successfully complete the process of sending the Spirit Beast, he will scatter his soul and fall, and now the time of the Blood Soul Sacrifice is about to end, and Xiaochuan is in danger.

But at this time, Xiao Chuan's mind was already blank, and Qiang Sheng just looked at Xiao Chuan silently, and the two of them quietly waited for Xiao Chuan's death, and the entire mountain seemed to solidify into a picture scroll.

Suddenly, a bright red figure appeared in the sky, carrying a beautiful cyan spirit bird across the sky, making the whole picture re-active and bringing a hint of life.

Qiang Sheng didn't expect Ling Yun to come back so quickly, so he quickly stood up and got out of the way.

"What are you doing? Xiao Chuan, what's wrong with you?" Ling Yun fell from the sky, and at a glance he saw Xiao Chuan sitting on the ground with a dead face.

Seeing that Xiao Chuan didn't react, Ling Yun was so angry that he grabbed Xiao Chuan's ears and yelled, "Xiao Chuan, what's wrong with you?

Xiao Chuan raised his face at this time, and when he saw Ling Yun, a wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Ling Yun, don't blame Senior Brother Qiangsheng! he doesn't want to!"

After listening to Xiao Chuan's words, Ling Yun noticed that the forbidden turtle was sticking to Qiangsheng's side affectionately.

"Zhao Qiangsheng! How can you snatch Xiao Chuan's spirit beast! You are not human! Xiao Chuan, what are you doing sitting? You still speak for him! You get up quickly! You quickly get up and snatch the spirit beast back!" This matter was obviously beyond Ling Yun's comprehension, and she also became hysterical.

Xiao Chuan was powerless to stop Ling Yun, and said weakly, "Ling Yun, forget it, don't blame Senior Brother Qiangsheng! It's useless, I've already started the ritual of the Blood Soul Sacrifice!"

Xiao Chuan's words stunned Ling Yun again, she covered her mouth, tears suddenly poured out of her eyes, and fell to the ground one by one, splashing tears.

Ling Yun's crying also touched Xiao Chuan's tears, and the two faced each other silently, looking at each other with teary eyes.

Suddenly, Ling Yun's body shook, and he pulled Xiao Chuan up: "Hurry up! We can't sit still! Hurry! We still have time, hurry up and find another spirit beast to complete the Blood Soul Sacrifice Ritual!"

Xiaochuan woke up like a dream, and suddenly ignited the hope of survival.

Ling Yun set up Xiaochuan and flew towards the dense forest, and Qiang Sheng picked up the forbidden turtle and followed not far away after a little hesitation.

Originally, with his keen sense of the earthly aura, Xiao Chuan could command Ling Yun to search for the natal spirit beast in the dense forest, but Xiao Chuan's current condition was too bad, and his senses became very dull, and he still found nothing after flying for a long time.

Seeing that he was about to fly out of the Ten Thousand Beast Forest, Xiao Chuan had already begun to slowly fall into a semi-comatose state, Ling Yun could only hold Xiao Chuan while looking for the traces of the spirit beast, while observing Xiao Chuan's condition.

"Lingyun, go down...... Go down to ......", in a daze, Nakagawa vaguely felt that there seemed to be the breath of an earth-walking spirit beast in the woods below.

"Huh, what's that smells so good?"

"This is the practice of our spirit beast transformation, as long as you are my natal spirit beast, you can transform into a true spirit ......!"

"What is the true spirit or not? Take out all your delicious food! I'll be your natal spirit beast!"

When Xiao Chuan was dying, with the instinct of survival, he used his divine thoughts to communicate with this magical spirit beast, maybe it was the Ji people's own celestial phenomena, Xiao Chuan's originally pitiful beast fate suddenly exploded, and it was extremely smooth to open the heart of the spirit beast, and directly entered the stage of blood soul sacrifice.

As the two drops of blood approached and fused and separated, Xiao Chuan finally completed the ritual of sending the spirit beast at the last moment when his fate hung by a thread.

Slowly, Xiao Chuan began to wake up, and when he opened his eyes, he found himself lying in Ling Yun's arms, and when he saw Ling Yun's delicate face crying with joy and tears, Xiao Chuan dared to believe that he was really alive again.

"Ling Yun, don't cry, I'm not out of trouble! By the way, what about my natal spirit beast?

Xiao Chuan chose the natal spirit beast in a daze, although he didn't hope that there would be much miracle, but he still had some expectations in his heart: "As long as it's not too bad, the spirit beast with five or six changes can also be accepted." ā€

Ling Yun showed an embarrassed expression on his face, and said hesitantly: "I'm not very familiar with the earth-walking spirit beast, and I don't know what kind of spirit beast it is, so you can see for yourself!"

After listening to Ling Yun's words, Xiao Chuan noticed that there was a little beast in his arms that was constantly arching, and he kept muttering to himself with his divine thoughts: "Give it to me! Give it to me!"

Xiao Chuan pulled the little beast out of his arms by the legs, and he was stunned for a moment.

The spirit beast that appeared in front of Xiao Chuan, with a white body and a round body, fanned two big ears, squinted small eyes, flicked its tail, arched all the time with its long nose, and muttered a sentence that only Xiao Chuan could understand: "What about the delicious food?

"Pig?" Looking left and right, Xiao Chuan felt that the spirit beast in front of him was exactly the same as the little pig raised at home when he was a child, the only difference was that he had two small fangs in his mouth.

Moreover, this spirit beast did not have the slightest aura fluctuation, just like the big rooster that Xiao Chuan held when he entered the sect assessment.

Xiao Chuan was confused again, he obviously felt the breath of an earth-walking spirit beast just now, how could this be?

After being stunned for a long time, Xiao Chuan remembered that he could ask the person concerned: "Xiao ...... Small...... Little pig, what kind of spirit beast are you?" Xiao Chuan really couldn't help but associate him with pigs.

"I—I'm a true spirit!"

"What kind of true spirit are you?!" Piggy's answer made Xiao Chuan glow with endless hope.

The little pig arched and said, "I don't know what to do!"

"Then how do you know that you are a true spirit?" Xiao Chuan was even more puzzled.

The little pig continued to arch and said, "Why are you asking me? Is it good that you just told me?

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