Sure enough, as soon as the little guy Snowball heard that he couldn't go, his ears shrugged down.

However, Qin Lang couldn't bear to see the snowball like this, so he smiled and hugged it in his arms and began to preach for it.

If you want to say that he preached, he didn't have the special effects of the golden lotus surging out of the sky.

It is completely an exposition of the insights he gained from listening to the sermon this time.

However, as he gradually got better, Qin Lang once again had to immerse himself in this knowledge.

Qin Lang's sermons were not as extensive as Hongjun's.

Instead, I just told the parts that I had already eaten.

But even so, when he finished his sermon, the peak of the Forgotten Sorrow was still full of living beings.

Looking at the hot eyes, Qin Lang realized for the first time that so many spirits had been bred on the Forgotten Worry Mountain.

Maybe it's because of his influence...

Most of the people who have opened their minds on this Forgotten Mountain are grass and tree spirits, and birds and beasts are only a few.

But it was a nine-colored deer in the genus of these few beasts that attracted Qin Lang's attention the most.

After all, after getting along with Xueqiu for a long time, Qin Lang couldn't bear to treat him as a mount.

And the nine-colored deer was obviously enlightened, and when he saw that Qin Lang was paying attention to it, he actually moved around in fear.

Seeing that the nine-colored deer was so timid, Qin Lang walked to its side and comforted it for a long time.

This made the nine-colored deer less afraid of him.

"Little guy, how can you be so cowardly and based on the wilderness?"

Originally, Qin Lang just sighed casually, but what he didn't expect was that the nine-colored deer actually knelt directly on the ground and said, "Please also ask the mountain lord to have mercy, little... The little demon has only been enlightened for a long time, and he is afraid to avoid natural enemies every day. The little demon is willing to do a leg for the mountain lord and beg the mountain lord to take it in. ”

Qin Lang didn't expect this nine-colored deer to be quite good at climbing up the pole, so he smiled helplessly.

However, the appearance and qualifications of this nine-colored deer are really good.

Just listening to him talk about the second Tao, he has already reached the cultivation of Xuan Immortal.

However, such cultivation may be able to barely protect itself in the Forgotten Worry Mountain, but once it steps into the flood famine, it can only be reduced to the rations of others.

Qin Lang is not the kind of person who eats the grass next to the nest, and when he saw this nine-colored deer, he was sincere, so he immediately agreed to its request.

"The sermon is over, so let it go. ”

Originally, Qin Lang was just preaching to Xueqiu, but he didn't expect to make such a big move.

But how hard it is to seek the way in the midst of the wilderness!

Except for a small number of birds and beasts who departed obediently.

Most of the rest of the spirits were prostrate on the ground, begging to stay with him.

Qin Lang likes to be pure, and he has no intention of starting a sect.

I had to use my mana to send all these spirits back to their original places.

But before he could catch his breath, the snowball in his arms sprinkled with pride: "Master, this deer looks stupid, why does the master take it in?"

"What, worried about it taking your place?"

"Hmph, this divine beast is the mountain monarch of Forget Worry Mountain, so its status will not be replaced by a stupid deer. ”

Although Snowball said so, his eyes would glance at the nine-colored deer from time to time.

Qin Lang stroked the soft fur of the snowball and said with a smile: "Well, the snowball is an irreplaceable existence in our Forget Worry Mountain." Otherwise, how about this nine-colored deer being handed over to you in the future?"

"Okay, okay, so that I can better manage Forget Worry Mountain. ”

Seeing that Xueqiu was calmed down, Qin Lang looked at the nine-colored deer and said, "Xueqiu, what do you want to name it?"

"Dog! The owner wanted to give me this name before, but now it's cheaper..."

Hehe, this little guy Snowball is quite vindictive!

However, Qin Lang would not give the nine-colored deer this name.

As long as I think of the future, when all the powerful mounts gather together, my own nine-colored deer shouted: "I am Lingxuanzi Daxian's mount dog..."

Qin Lang felt that his brain hurt...

"There are nine colors of deer in the mountains, one is green, two is red, three is yellow, four is white, five is black, six is green, seven is purple, eight is red, and nine is cyanosis. There is this spirit beast in Yiwu Mountain today, that is, its kind, and it should be named Jiujin!"

The nine-colored deer seemed to like the name very much, and kowtowed excitedly.

However, Qin Lang felt that this guy Jiujin was too restrained.

casually pointed to a small hill near the Forgotten Worry Peak, and gave it to it as a dojo.

It is estimated that seeing that Qin Lang really did not spoil the nine-colored deer too much, the little guy Xueqiu was rarely nested in his arms.

Just as Qin Lang was enjoying this moment of tranquility, Zhen Yuanzi sent him a message with the Heaven and Earth Treasure Book.

It turned out that he and Hongyun traveled through the wilderness this time, and that guy from Hongyun was actually lucky to get a congenital gourd.

This gourd is produced by the innate gourd vine, one of the ten innate spiritual roots.

It is the most suitable innate spiritual material for making the magic weapon of enlightenment.

However, Qin Lang was not jealous at all, after all, he had a top-level spiritual material like bitter bamboo in his hands.

Counting the time, there are still more than 24,000 years left before the next sermon.

Qin Lang was planning to start refining his Dao Treasure.

This treasure of the Tao is different from the ordinary innate spirit treasure, and it needs to be constantly integrated into one's own understanding of the Tao.

Qin Lang had already mastered some of the principles of the five elements before he heard the sermon.

Therefore, there were no obstacles to the cultivation of bitter bamboo.

It's just that he still has too few mastery of the Five Elements!

Although relying on the material of the bitter bamboo itself, the cultivation of the Dao Spirit Treasure is congenital, and it can even reach the level of the best innate spirit treasure.

But compared with his accompanying Tianshui fishing drum, whether it is the power or the prohibition of the magic weapon, it is not the same.

However, Qin Lang didn't take this matter to heart.

After all, only if you know where you are bad, can you have the possibility of progress!

And his treasure of preaching is still very good!

Although it is only more than two feet long, as long as it is played, the flute will automatically release five colors of auspicious light.

"Master, this magic weapon is so beautiful!"

Seeing that the little guy Xueqiu was so praised, Qin Lang was even more satisfied in his heart.

Thinking quietly, Qin Langwo has been in the Forget Worry Mountain for nearly 10,000 years, but he has the idea of going to Buzhou Mountain.

After all, he has been here for so long, but he has never even been to Buzhou Mountain, and he always feels a little regretful in his heart.

"Xueqiu, master, I'm going to Buzhou Mountain for a walk, you have to take care of your home!"

"Is the master going to take Jiujin out?"

Looking at Xueqiu's slightly aggrieved little eyes, Qin Lang shook his head and said, "Your cultivation is too weak, even with my support, it is difficult to ensure that this trip is foolproof." You can stay on the mountain with Jiujin, maybe I can help you find one or two magic weapons to take advantage of this outing. ”

In fact, the cultivation speed of the snowball made Qin Lang a little speechless.

Most of the spirits on the mountain have risen to a great level after listening to his sermon.

But Snowball's guy is good, and he can only reach the middle stage of the Heavenly Immortals.

With the support of the mountain guarding array of Forget Worry Mountain, Qin Lang is still more relieved.

If he went out with a snowball, Qin Lang was really afraid that a gust of wind would blow this little guy apart.