Yang Qing cautiously walked among the trees and rocks, smirking from time to time, and the steel rod in his hand swung away the yellowed and wilted thorns and shrubs in front of him.

"Hehe" Yang Qing's mouth was almost to the root of his ears, thinking about the feeling of touching Sun Xinyao's weak and delicate hand, he couldn't help but put his hand under the tip of his nose and sniffed.

For a year, Yang Qing has been cultivating on the Closed Moon Mountain, and cultivation is boring, and Sun Xinyao, who comes every few days, has become the biggest sustenance in Yang Qing's heart.

Just yesterday, Yang Qing and Sun Xinyao had a breakthrough, he took the initiative to hold Sun Xinyao's hand, Sun Xinyao just blushed and let him hold it.

"It's better to be bold, hehe" The joyful mood permeated his heart, and Yang Qing was proud and praised himself.

In a year's time, Yang Qing has grown a little taller, his body is tall and well-proportioned, his rough face is full of perseverance, and he is no longer immature in the past.

During this year, I have been worried about the evil qi and the essence blood of the enlightened beast, which will break free from the seal, making him a monster who is not a human beast or a beast, and lacks reason.

Sun Xinyao's cultivation is limited, and the strength of the seal is insufficient, and he will make up for it again every three months of the year, and he will be physically and mentally exhausted every time, but fortunately, a little enlightened beast essence blood integrated into the blood has not caused trouble.

Sealing the evil qi and essence blood is not a long-term solution, Yang Qing has been clearing the idea of the curse pill, and every few days he will go deep into the mountains alone to find the pine shirt lingzhi.

His current sect contribution totaled 2,470 points, which were exchanged for the corpses of various spirit grasses and demon beasts.

At this time, his eyes were sharp, sweeping around, his divine sense was within a radius of ten zhang, paying attention to his every move, this place was thirty miles away from Closed Moon Mountain, the demon beast was strong, Yang Qing had to be cautious.

The spacing between the trees increased, the trees were tall and thick, and the trees more than thirty zhang high could be seen everywhere, Yang Qing not only had to guard against the surroundings, but also be vigilant in the air.

Yang Qing refining his body, without true yuan, he couldn't fly when he reached the realm of knowing the sea, which put him at a disadvantage, and being bitten by a bird demon beast was to tear a piece of flesh and blood.

After going deep for thirty miles, Yang Qing still hadn't found a single pine shirt lingzhi, so he didn't want to return here, so he cautiously marched deeper again.

The sun shone sparsely in, and the forest looked dark and stuffy.

"Hey, there is the sound of running water" Yang Qing listened attentively, identified the direction and accelerated his pace.

As Yang Qing walked, the sound of water became clear, and when Yang Qing walked nearly three miles away, he could hear the roar of the water hitting the rocks.

Creeping forward, hiding behind a hugging cedar tree, and peeking inside.

What catches the eye is the water pouring down, hitting the square rocks, splashing white, and then flowing into the pools of Zhangxu, and finally merging into a clear river on the ground and flowing zigzag towards the periphery.

The water of this waterfall is only a zhang wide, pouring from the mountain forty or fifty zhang high, but there is a surging momentum, hitting the rocks, roaring.

Below the waterfall, there is a large open space, a radius of a hundred feet, it is autumn, the grass on the ground has withered yellow, only some tenacious plants are still on top of the emerald green branches and leaves.

More than a dozen white deer-shaped, four-horned animals were feeding on the emerald plants on the ground in the clearing, their eyes blinking, full of aura.

They are large and small, the largest is seven feet tall, with a snow-white mane hanging around the neck and four horns on the top of the head. The youngest one, only three feet tall and with a horn on the top of his head only a few inches long, was lively and cute.

"Husband!" Yang Qing said in surprise, his eyes lit up.

Yang Qing had seen a disciple hand over a spirit beast called Fu Zhu in exchange for sect contributions, but it was just dead, and the skin on his body was open, how could he have a bit of agility when he was alive.

It is a spirit beast rather than a demon beast, and it is for the husband to use plants as food, with a gentle personality and rarely take the initiative to attack.

Yang Qing lay on the ground, touched forward with his hands and feet, and went straight to the leading man.

"It's you, it's a good match for Xin Yao as a mount" Yang Qing said secretly in his heart, thinking that Sun Xin Yao might be happy when he saw this leading man.

"Maybe... Hehe" Yang Qing snickered in his heart, thinking about it, he couldn't help but feel a little fluttering.

He had been thinking about Sun Xinyao's catching a spirit beast for a long time, but most of the surrounding areas were demon beasts, so he couldn't catch a barbarian beast and give it to Sun Xinyao, right? As for the Miyin monkey, Yang Qing decided in his heart that it was not as good as a barbarian beast.

Yang Qing's movements were small, his head was lowered, his consciousness was released, the foot-deep weeds covered him, and then there was the roar of the waterfall hitting the rock, at this time, there were still fifty zhang away from the leader, and he was not found.

Fifty zhang, forty zhang, twenty zhang...

"Stop" Yang Qing hurriedly stopped his movements, his divine sense could be released, and he found that the youngest husband was staring at the weeds that fell to both sides with his spiritual eyes.

"Found out" Yang Qing knew that he had been exposed, the robe on his body was gray, which was incompatible with the color of the weeds, no matter how small and stupid this little man was, he would find him.

"Yo"

Sure enough, this husband made a tender deer roar, and this deer roared, and the other husbands all turned their heads to look at Yang Qing.

"I want to run, it's too late"

Without waiting for the husbands to react, Yang Qing suddenly jumped up from the ground, stepped over the youngest husband in front of him, and went straight to the leader.

"Flap"

Yang Qing rushed out quickly, and the reactions of the men were also fast, and the four hooves spread out and ran.

Scattered!

Yang Qing recognized the leading husband, how could he give up like this, the steel rod was in his hand, chasing after the leader of the husband.

With a distance of 100 zhang, it only took a dozen breaths for the leader to rush into the woods, followed by Yang Qing.

Knowing the danger in the depths of the mountains, he did not go deeper, but ran fast to both sides.

Entering the woods, the rocks and trees could not let Yang Qing's speed slow down, and he used his hands and feet at the same time, spinning between the trees, and his body was as flexible as an ape.

Looking at Fu Zhu again, the speed is faster, the four hooves are a little bit, it is a zhang away, and the snow-white mane swings backwards with the wind, fluttering and graceful, making Yang Qing's determination to catch him stronger.

The iron rod in his hand was a little in the way, so he changed his hands and feet and used the running posture, but while running, the steel rod in his hand whipped the trees and stones, and then the force of the shock increased.

In this way, Yang Qing reached an unprecedented speed, no matter whether he dodged or turned, his body did not have a trace of stagnation.

The leader is faster, and it is worthy of being a herbivorous spirit beast that grows in the mountains and forests, how can the ability to save life be average, and the distance between it and Yang Qing is gradually increasing.

The trees flew back, and they had chased more than ten miles away, and stopped at this time and looked around.

It's not that he has to stop and rest because he is running at great speed, but that he lost his leader.

"No wonder, those disciples all killed Fu Zhu" Yang Qing sighed in his heart at Fu Zhu's speed and physical strength, and muttered softly.

With the speed and flexibility of Yang Qing's body, he was also thrown off by the leader of Fu Zhu, but thinking that the speed of this Fu Zhu is a lot, those disciples can only kill Fu Zhu in order to complete the sect task, it is too difficult to catch up, especially in this mountain forest, the speed of the flight of the Qi Refining Cultivator's Imperial Weapon is difficult to play.

Turned around and ran back, thinking about how to catch Fu Zhu, Fu Zhu is smart and alert, traps are not good, the sense of smell is sensitive, and it is not good to take medicine, and if you use weapons to knock you down, your strength is not well controlled, and you may be killed directly.

"Hey, it's it" Yang Qing said to himself with some surprise and helplessness in his heart.

Yang Qing ran for a little half-incense time, and saw a white figure appear not far away, shaking his head and looking around.

This white figure was the youngest husband who found him, and then let out a childish deer roar, but he didn't expect to run away and ran behind Yang Qing.

"If you can't catch the biggest, let's get a smaller one" Yang Qing shrugged and rushed towards the youngest husband.

This husband also found Yang Qing and ran away, but not long after it was born, it was still very weak in terms of speed and physical strength. ran out of more than ten zhang, and was pressed to the ground by Yang Qing.

"Spit..."Fu Zhu was pressed to the ground by Yang Qing, his body couldn't move at all, he turned his head, his big eyes full of anger were full of annoyance, his mouth was aimed at Yang Qing, and a mouthful of spit was spit on Yang Qing's face.

"Ah?!" Yang Qing didn't think that Fu Zhu would have this trick, but he couldn't react, and stared at Fu Zhu with a stunned expression.

"Little brute, if you have the ability, you can spit on one more, give it to me..."

"Spit"

Without waiting for Yang Qing to finish speaking, Fu Zhu spit on Yang Qing's face again.

Holding a steel rod in his hand, he held his husband under his arm, and walked back helplessly.

Xiao Fuzhu's four legs were tied with rattans, so that he could not kick around, with his hooves facing upwards and his head facing backwards.

"Yo" Fu Zhu is only three feet tall, snow-white hair, and a very short tail, which makes it uncomfortable to be empty.

"It's still a mother" Yang Qing looked down and said casually, no matter how she looked at it, she looked a little helpless.

This is too different from the leader he wants to capture, this one, you have to raise it for a few years, whether it can be a mount or not, but it's better than nothing.

"Let's catch it in a while," Yang Qing said secretly in his heart, and then sped up his pace and rushed directly to Shui Ling Peak.

If he brought it back to the cold iron ore area, he was worried that this husband would be roasted and eaten by Lu Zhen and the others, and it would inevitably be coaxed by a few people.

Shuilingfeng is not far from the cold iron mining area, it is easy to find, Yang Qing sandwiched her husband and cubs, and soon came to the foot of Shuilingfeng Mountain.

Shuilingfeng mountain body is high, green pines and cypresses are evergreen in all seasons, that is, flowers and plants are irrigated by the rich aura of heaven and earth, and they are also open at four o'clock, competing for beauty.

It is said that most of the female disciples on the Water Spirit Peak are female disciples, and the female disciples on the other inner peaks together are not as many as those on the Water Spirit Peak, which makes many inner disciples wander at the foot of the Water Spirit Peak.

When Yang Qing came to the foot of the mountain, there were eight or nine inner disciples in white robes waiting outside the mountain gate, with dignified appearances, extraordinary temperament, bouquets of flowers, and spiritual fruits...

Yang Qing's gray robe was a little old, and he looked a little out of place standing aside with his husband under his arms.

Eight or nine inner disciples looked Yang Qing up and down, some expressionless, some nodded, and some showed disdain.

"Where are you from, what are you doing here?" said an inner disciple holding a blue beaded hairpin

"You can also match the female disciple of Shui Lingfeng, and bring a sheep, hey, I'm embarrassed to say you" The famous disciple pouted, looked at Fu Zhu's ass and said.

Yang Qing also came to Shuiling Peak for the first time, but he didn't expect to meet so many inner disciples, and he didn't argue with the inner disciple, and walked towards the mountain gate.

I don't want to affect his mood because of this incident, the first time he gave Sun Xinyao something, Yang Qing was still very nervous and excited in his heart, besides, this husband's ass looks really like a sheep, and his tail is so short.

"This senior brother, I want to find Guifeng disciple Sun Xinyao," Yang Qing said with one hand saluting to the mountain gate guard.

Yang Qing stepped forward, and several inner disciples saw Fu Zhu's head, and some of them had surprises on their faces. Some of them had a hidden smile, and the disciple who had sarcastically mocked Yang Qing just now turned around directly, his face flushed with shame.

Fu Zhu, although it is not a very difficult spirit beast to find, he does not have the strength to catch it, and besides, cubs are even more rare!