The father and son are moving forward in the place where they often hunt, and every action and every detail of the proud eagle is strictly required by the father, understanding is one thing, but making it is another. On weekdays, he is very agile in the periphery of the village, but at this time, in the first hunt, he adjusted himself a little clumsily, and the sound of rustling grass leaves came from the mountain breeze, and he listened to the faint sound of the Tai River under the mountain in the distance.

"Kitty, come and see what it is!" the father called out excitedly but in a low voice, and the proud eagle was bounced away by the depression that had been walking all the way, and the figure flashed in front of his father, and followed the father to point out that a colorful finch was walking on the ground. The colorful finch is like a pheasant, with a huge wingspan of two meters, and often feeds on wild fruits in the mountains, without much ferocity. However, there is a fatal place in the spotted farrow, because the bird feeds on wild fruits in its body, and there is a strange fragrance in the body over time, and a bad thing will burn the jade and stone to the nearby fierce beasts.

"Father? What about the two of us?" the proud eagle, which knows the character of the colorful sparrow, naturally takes care of it, and if it is trapped in the mountains, it will be hunted.

"Kitty Eagle, you only know one thing but you don't know the other! Although the strange fragrance in the body of this colorful finch will spread rapidly and attract the siege of fierce beasts, you don't know that if the strange fragrance in its body is stored for too long, it may give birth to an extremely rare Hundred Refining Fruit. You see that the body in front of you is huge, and the tail feathers have not been destroyed, which means that it has never used the ability to save its life since it has grown, so it is very likely that the foreign fragrance in the body has already condensed. ”

"Father, what is the Hundred Refining Fruit?" As soon as he heard what he didn't know, Aoying instantly became energetic.

"You go and do things first! If this colorful finch runs away, you won't see it even if I say it!"

He tiptoed away but the speed was not slow at all, the grass that his father said was just a kind of weed, but after it was lit, it was a little foul and difficult to resist, and it didn't take long for the eagle to prepare a lot to return to his father. At this time, his father was carving holes in his arrows, which made Proud Eagle not at a loss, seeing that his father was busy and did not make a sound to disturb, he waited for a while to understand that his father was going to use a nearby rattan to buckle the arrow.

"I'll let you do it in a moment, and I'll set the grass on fire here, and we'll leave when I've got the finches!" said the father, who was wrapping a thin rattan around the end of the arrow, looked up at the position of the sparrow and estimated the distance. After waiting for a long time, my father finally began to build a bow, which was no lighter than the usual fluttering arrows, and there was a bunch of rattans behind it and the strength of dragging, which was a great obstacle to accuracy. My father didn't move after taking the bow, and the eagle listened quietly to my father becoming more and more stable, and sometimes even closed for a long time, half-kneeling behind the grass and looking at the colorful sparrows that were still busy outside.

"Whoosh!"

The proud eagle, who had been listening attentively and attentively, heard his father shoot the arrow, the flint was held in his hand and he was sweating nervously, his eyes were staring at the arrow that flew out, and the colorful finch that had just raised his head and was still biting something in his mouth, only had time to turn his head, and the arrow had already come closer. However, the drag resistance of the rattan also increased, and the speed of the colorful finch was reflected in the flight, and the arrow that went straight to the head only had time to jump before it was hit in the bulging chest.

"Do it!" said his father's anxious voice.

Originally, if it hit the head, it might not be a big problem, but this chest is the most untouchable place for the colorful sparrow, and the cane in my father's hand is quickly recovered, and the place where the struggling colorful finch is injured before it dies. A refreshing fragrance rushed to the face, and at the same time, the head was dizzy, but the body was excited, the palms of the hands were sweaty, and the body was difficult to control itself, and the goodi grass on the ground could not be lit.

Seeing that things were terrible, my father reached into the belly of the colorful finch that had been pulled close to him and had a large mouth on his chest, and then he picked up the eagle without hesitation and headed down the Tai River. As soon as he left, the entire depths of the Prison Law Mountain exploded, and one by one the fierce birds and beasts that seemed to be drunk rushed towards the place where the colorful sparrow was buried. This huge change naturally can't hide from the uncle who lives under the mountain, and the proud eagle's mother is even more anxious, but no one is allowed to enter the mountain at this time, and the strange fragrance in the body of the colorful finch is like fine wine, which makes the smelling beast even more irritable when he is drunk.

But he said that he picked up his father who was running for his life, and his body was a little uncontrollable, and his eight-year-old son in his arms also began to make a fuss at this time, which made his father even more unsustainable, and stunned Aoying all the way. In the village, Aoying's mother has fainted, and the uncle is organizing preparations to go up the mountain to search and rescue when it eases up a little, and the aunt who has just given birth to the child is coming with the child in her arms, and everyone's anxious waiting and reprimanding echoes in the village.

"Kitty, Kitty?" My father often drinks on weekdays, and is a little resistant to the life-saving ability of the colorful sparrows, although the body is a little abnormally ruddy, but the spirit is still quite sober. On the other hand, the proud eagle who was carried on his back, his cheeks were like rouge, his body was so hot that he could make pancakes, and the heat wave from his shortness of breath condensed into droplets on his father's shoulders.

"At this time, the mistake almost killed my father and son, let's go home along this road first, the riot in the mountains must be worried, but the matter of the colorful sparrow can never be known, the eaglet is extremely talented, this hundred refining fruit should be given to him." "Carrying the proud eagle down the Tay River, as long as the strange fish in the river don't take the initiative to provoke, it will be fine. Hunting in the mountains all year round is naturally clear about the road conditions here, so I found a flat boulder and put down the proud eagle, and took out a small bead that was crystal clear like glass from my arms.

"You kid is blessed..."After that, he pinched the eagle's jaw, put the small bead between the eagle's throat, and after closing it, he saw with his own eyes that because of the instinctive swallowing, the hundred refining fruit called the essence of the colorful sparrow's body was swallowed by the eagle, and he put the eagle on his back again, and walked towards his own courtyard under the mountain.

The proud eagle who swallowed the Hundred Refining Fruit naturally couldn't feel it, but a wisp of green smoke in the Divine Soul Hiding Ground was extremely sensitive, and as soon as the Hundred Refining Fruit was swallowed, the proud eagle's body reacted, and the body mobilized by the remnant soul quickly decomposed the medicinal power. In fact, Aoying's father didn't know that another name for this Hundred Refining Fruit, the Immortal Fruit! Mortals eat a thousand days of drunkenness, cultivators eat a hundred days of refinement, immortals make immortal fruits freely, and there are also drunk people who spit out the truth.

The father who was carrying the Aoying on his back couldn't feel the situation in his son's body, and he had only heard of the Hundred Refining Fruit and had never seen it, and he hadn't told the Proud Eagle in detail before that it was because of this, but the father who loved his son knew that the Hundred Refining Fruit was something that even cultivators were blushing at, and it was not strange for him to eat it for his child as soon as he got it. At this time, in the hidden place of the eagle's soul, the wisp of remnant soul mobilized the eagle's body, and the excess medicinal power was wrapped in the remnant soul for future needs.

The riot on the mountain slowly stopped, and the roar of the battle that broke out on the mountain before was clearly audible at the bottom of the mountain, and as soon as it calmed down, the uncle of the proud eagle went up the mountain with his weapon to find someone. The mother was still unconscious lying on the bed, and several women around her were leading the children, some holding them, and sitting around the home of the eagle waiting for news. But I didn't know that in order to avoid suspicion, the father and son of the proud eagle made a detour in the mountains, and at this time there were still hundreds of miles away from home, but the good thing was that the body of the proud eagle slowly returned to stability. The most important thing is that the forehead that the old man Shougang said was missing, and the proud eagle divine court at this time was full, but he was sleeping like a dragon lying quietly.