Time doesn't seem to be able to leave a trace on Fu Jiang's body, and after seven or eight years, it's still only the size of a fist. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The small body is covered with a layer of golden fluff, and the appearance of a tiger's head is cute.

What can't be changed is only the surface of the lucky general, but there are a lot of invisible changes.

Now, it can sometimes release some inexplicable aura in its body.

Although Mo Qing didn't know what it was, and didn't feel anything unusual, those beasts were very sensitive to it.

As soon as Fu Jiang revealed those vague aura, those enveloped beasts were grinning a moment ago and wanted to attack.

The next moment, his whole body trembled, his eyes were frightened, his hair stood on end, and he lay on the ground and did not dare to move, as if he had encountered something extremely terrible.

Some of the poor were even so frightened that they left a puddle of filth in their place.

The giant tiger who was pretending to sleep next to the tiger bone grass just now was furious when he saw Mo Qing and Fu Jiang who dared to invade its side and offend its tiger might.

The baby's fist-sized tiger eyes were round, his mouth was wide open, and a fishy wind, accompanied by an angry roar, swept away straight towards Mo Qing's face.

The blessings on the side will be gone.

Looking at the tiger who stood up and was about to pounce on him, he sniffed very humanely, fully expressing his dissatisfaction with the tiger's yelling.

I didn't see it make any movements, and a faint breath suddenly came out of its fist-sized body.

The majestic and furious giant tiger in front of it wilted at that time after being enveloped by this vague aura.

The body that was about to pounce suddenly stopped, and the eyes of the two tigers were immediately filled with horror.

Although it is a beast without intelligence, it feels supreme pressure from its instinct in the face of the lucky general with its calves crossed and grinning.

At that moment, he howled in horror, and then he lay on the ground and trembled, not daring to be disrespectful in the slightest.

After Fu Jiang jumped on top of its big head and kicked the top melon skin with two paws, the frightened half-dead mighty tiger unconsciously pulled out a loess pit under his body.

Fu will have a suppressive effect on other beasts, this discovery makes Mo Qing very happy, of course, his partner is the greater the ability, the better.

According to Huang Laoxi's speculation, the body of the lucky general is very unusual, otherwise other beasts would not be so bad in front of it.

Mo Qing didn't believe it at all.

He knows best what the body of the lucky general is, that is, it is stronger than ordinary monkeys, tall and powerful.

Even at that time, he was able to pluck the monkey hair from it and let it suffer a dark loss, which shows that the body of the lucky general is not as mysterious as Huang Lao's heresy.

It is estimated that it is also the same as itself, and only has these strange abilities after falling off the cliff.

Otherwise, it wouldn't have been as simple as being knocked off a cliff before.

Fu will lie on Mo Qing's shoulder to play, and his little fluffy paws are holding a green fruit and gnawing happily.

There is some faint medicinal power flowing from the fruit, and it seems that it is a medicinal fruit found out of nowhere.

And Mo Qing is accustomed to this scene, and it is not surprising.

He just sat cross-legged on the stone, controlled the fire in his hand, and concentrated on roasting the hind legs of the lamb that had been dripping oil and were golden all over.

Mo Qing's hand moved slightly, and four or five neatly arranged bottles and cans suddenly appeared on the stone in front of him.

Mo Qing lowered his head slightly, and blew lightly on those bottles and cans, and the caps on the bottles and cans automatically fell off.

Then some powdered seasoning flies out of it and sprinkles evenly on the aromatic hind legs of the lamb.

The spices are lightly rolled by the flames, giving off an even more enchanting fragrance.

He then squeezed his outstretched palm, and the orange flame that had rested above it vanished.

"It's really delicious in the world! A bite makes people feel like their spirits are jumping, especially after adding pepper as a seasoning, it is even more fragrant!"

Mo Qing was clearly intoxicated by his mastery of his craft.

"Fu Jiang, do you want to take two bites too, taste what is really delicious, don't eat some unnutritious herbs there all day long. ”

After eating two bites of what he thought was delicious food, Mo Qing said to Fu Jiang, who was lying on his shoulder and nibbling on the fruit.

As a result, Fu Jiang had a disgusted expression.

"Hey, you're not happy, you really don't know what is a good thing. ”

Mo Qing sat on the stone obliquely, gnawing on his mouth full of oil, munching on the fragrant golden leg of lamb while shaking his head and lamenting the ignorance of the Fu General.

For a moment, the image was completely gone, and the ethereal aura just now disappeared in an instant.

"This is you, if Old Man Huang was here, these muttons would have been snatched away by him a long time ago. ”

Mo Qing chewed the mutton in his mouth, and sighed again.

After sighing, Mo Qing stopped talking and dealt with the leg of mutton in his hand wholeheartedly.

It's just that there is a different color in his eyes, and it seems that he has been reminded of the words just now.

That day, in order to deal with the black-robed monster, Huang Laoxi, regardless of his life, forcibly urged the powerful thing to save his life.

As a result, the original spirit was seriously injured, unconscious, and almost lost his life.

Fortunately, Mo Qing woke up in time and saw the clue, and hurriedly took off the jade pendant around his neck and pasted it on Huang Laoxi's forehead.

It turned out that this magical jade pendant did not disappoint Mo Qing, and as time passed, such a serious spiritual trauma slowly improved.

Now Mo Qing cherishes this magical jade pendant even more, and in order to be afraid that others will see that something is wrong, he also deliberately made some black spots on it, which looks like a stall with many flaws.

The jade pendant is not here with Mo Qing now, but left it to Huang Laoxi, and it is like this every time he enters the mountain.

They now like the spring water in the Changchun Valley, and after drinking it for a long time, they find it difficult to swallow other water.

Mo Qing has been in the mountain for a long time, and sometimes he doesn't know when he will go back, so whenever he enters the mountain, he will leave the jade pendant.

In the past few years, Huang Laoxi's body has become more and more old, although he has not eaten the old medicine that Fu Jiang found, but he can't avoid this momentum.

In Huang Laoxi's own words, he would have lived long enough.

In addition, the cultivation of the whole body was abolished and suffered heavy damage, although he relied on his own medical skills to save his life, but the vitality in his body was severely damaged, and there was no possibility of recovery.

Knowing that his time is running out and he will eventually grow old, Huang Laoxi's teaching to Mo Qing in the past few years can be described as meticulous and exhaustive.

Not only did he teach all his experience in alchemy cultivation, but also handed over everything to Mo Qing as far as he knew, secret techniques, and divine objects used to kill the black-robed man, without the slightest reservation.

Although he got so many things, Mo Qing was not happy at all.

He didn't like to look at Huang Laoxie as if he was explaining the future, and he didn't dare to imagine the days when Huang Laoxie passed away.

Therefore, the only way to cultivate silently is to repay this venerable old man.

Mo Qing actually had another reason for burrowing into the vast Moling Mountains this time, that is, to find a thousand-year-old elixir.

Because after thinking about it, he found that it seemed that only the legendary thousand-year-old elixir could cure Huang Laoxi's dark wounds and slow down his aging.

But finding a thousand-year-old elixir is not a simple matter.

Elixir is relative to ordinary medicinal materials, referring to those plants and fungi that contain powerful spiritual power and have powerful effects in the body.

For immortal cultivators, elixir is a necessary cultivation resource, and it is a thing that no one is missing.

According to Huang Lao's heresy, the cultivation realm once set off a fever for medicine.

Many immortal cultivators no longer cultivate the Tao with peace of mind, and go in and out of the deep mountains and old forests all day long, holding the dream of rapid progress in cultivation, like locusts crossing the border, searching for the already small elixir.

The elixir suffered a catastrophe in those years, and under the reckless mining of those crazy immortal cultivators, many elixirs were cut off.

Later, people realized the terrible consequences of this behavior, and the number of elixirs was greatly reduced, and it was no longer easy to find, and this feverish search for medicine slowly subsided.

Ordinary elixirs are very rare, let alone thousand-year-old elixirs.

A thousand years seems to be a hurdle for elixirs, nine of the ten elixirs have died in more than nine hundred years, and only one lucky one has been successfully promoted.

Therefore, Mo Qing entered the mountain several times, even if he was blessed to follow this existence that was born with a special sense of elixir, every time he returned empty-handed.

Not to mention a thousand years, even ordinary elixirs he has not seen.

This made Mo Qing very anxious, thinking that after still not finding the thousand-year-old elixir, the joy of collecting the tiger bone grass was diluted a lot.

After lunch, meditating on the stone and pranayama for a while, Mo Qing stood up.

Greeted the lucky general who climbed the tree to bully the squirrel, and walked deeper into the mountain again. There was more firmness in the clear eyes.

Thousands of miles away from the Moling Mountains, there were several figures, flying in the air with a retreat.

Looking at the direction of its travel, it is the Moling Mountain Range, which lacks spiritual energy......