After Qingya lost his words, Leng Xiao explained to Daoist Mu Xiu for a long time before he soothed and calmed Daoist Muxiu's injured soul.

After that, the three days passed by in a flash, and the number of participants in the fighting method had been officially determined. Among these fifteen people, Leng Xiao has only seen Xiao Qingruo, Nangong Ye and Shan Qiu, and the three of them are also the last among them. After all, Purple Heart Mountain was once brilliant, and now although there are few disciples, it is also Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon.

On the fourth day, the team officially set off, led by the head of the Fallen Leaf Dao himself, and ordered the sixth, seventh, eighth, and ninth division commanders to accompany them.

Accompanied by the five masters, he must have learned a lesson from the murder of Lan Mo Jin Yao before. Leng Xiao vaguely remembered the strange smile on the face of the Cangjin Daoist when the team saw off before leaving, and his voice was clear: "Regarding the whole story of the murder of the Holy Envoy, I hope that everyone will not spread it for the time being, and when you see it, you will ask the Holy Palace to ask for the guilt, I expect that Xiang Yingsheng's face will be extremely good-looking." ”

When he first came to Purple Heart Mountain, Leng Xiao thought that Purple Heart Mountain was a group of people with pure hearts and few desires.

In fact, Cangjin Daoist is greedy for money, Fallen Leaf Daoist is happy, Muxiu Daoist cares about appearance, and Lexi Daoist has a weird collecting habit. And there is a common feature, that is, calf protection, originally there were fewer disciples, and they were more concerned in their hearts.

Leng Xiao is still cleaning the ladder, and the cleaning itself is not for cleaning, not for the ladder, but also for cleaning, and for the ladder. In fact, it is a process of cultivating the mind in itself.

People with good ideas are self-cultivation in their words and deeds.

And in this almost ethereal state, Leng Xiao Xiuwei's entry was extremely fast, especially his understanding of immortal arts and exercises, he became very thorough, and he had feelings from time to time. The internal strength has also been improved to the second level within half a month.

Of course, there is nothing commendable about the second weight, and the Purple Heart Thunder Method has a total of nine hundred and eighty-one weights......

When cultivating to the extreme, ninety-nine eighty-one purple heart thunders are conceived and derived in the body, and then ninety-nine are returned to the true and become one, which is the real rebirth, merit and creation. Even the Cangjin Dao Master is far from reaching this realm.

In the past half a month, Qingya and Leng Xiao have become more and more familiar, and began to understand that although Leng Xiao is cold and silent on the surface, he is an excellent person to get along with, so he began to pester Leng Xiao, wanting to go out to play, and unwilling to sit in the house.

The sword spirit and the sword were bound to each other, and they couldn't leave too far, so Leng Xiao let her leave with the horned soldiers, anyway, within the range of Purple Heart Mountain, she didn't worry about any danger.

Seeing that Leng Xiao was still indifferent, Qingya had to leave in a huff, and Leng Xiao was able to calm down.

Purple Heart Thunder Method, the fairy art, * Entry, the Ten Directions Thunder is easy to master, the Thunder Sea is perfect, and the Thunder Domain is at its peak.

If the Purple Heart Thunder Method is the foundation, these realms are the backbone, and with the backbone, the details can grow.

Leng Xiao is now staying in the * realm, with the most low-level immortal arts, counting some disciples and teachers who have created their own immortal arts, there are thousands of them.

Most of the new beginner disciples don't care about these low-level immortal arts, and they can defend themselves with a few forms. Leng Xiao was looking carefully, but what he was thinking about was not the Purple Heart Thunder Method, but the Beast Taming Law Seal.

"The power of one person is small after all, and there are thousands of mayflies, which can shake the tree. This beast taming seal is the foundation of the strength that is most worth using and relying on. ”

Among many forces, there are mountains where spirit beasts are raised, and they are all caught by the elders in the sect and thrown in the mountains for the disciples to experience.

And Purple Heart Mountain has a long heritage, it is said to be tens of thousands of years, but the senior brother who Leng Xiao asked is suspected of boasting, and he can't be trusted, but he also has five points of truth.

He immediately set off and walked towards Tianyin Mountain. After the management of the sect masters and teachers of the past dynasties, coupled with the reproduction of the spirit beast itself, it has been promoted to a point where the Cangjin Dao Master cannot control, and now it is still open to the disciples of the sect, only within a radius of a hundred miles, and no matter how deep it is, it has more than once warned the disciples that there are extremely strong spirit beasts to inhabit it, and do not go deeper.

There are twenty fewer people, which is really insignificant for a sect, and the disciples come and go, and they can't see the change. At the entrance of Tianyin Mountain, there is a rear division guarding it.

In terms of management, it is also relaxed, and after checking Leng Xiao's disciple's waist card, he will no longer pay attention to it.

On this rear master, there is a raccoon cat, there is a thunder pattern between the eyebrows, and there is a faint flash of thunder, which looks quite strange, he may be a rare beast taming monk in the Purple Heart Mountain.

Outside Tianyin Mountain, there is a Xuanmen separated by it, and there is a stone tablet outside, which was erected by the ancestor of Zixin Mountain in that year. Outside the Xuanmen, I didn't feel much, as soon as I entered the Xuanmen, there was a strong reckless aura that suddenly hit, which made people involuntarily start to be vigilant, and the hairs rose.

Before Leng Xiao could even see his vision clearly, a fierce beast like a bear and a lion pounced in front of him, and a gust of fishy wind pierced his skin, making his eyes a little stinging.

Leng Xiao's face did not change, and he murmured softly: "Well, since you are so active, it is up to you to practice." ”

Almost instantly, a magic seal condensed in his hand and struck towards the spirit beast. This spirit animal is supposed to be a cross between a bear and a lion, with some variations, and no specific name.

Generally speaking, there are two results of this kind of spirit animal, either they inherit the talents of their parents and are blue, or they can't inherit both and become very weak. Or it is the third result, which produces certain variations, and it is not easy to judge whether it is strong or weak.

This bear-like spirit beast was obviously extremely weak, and Leng Xiao hit it with a magic seal, and it was as if it had been cast a fixation spell, and it took three breaths in mid-air, and then fell straight to the ground.

A golden mark appeared on the center of its eyebrows, ethereal like a cloud, formless, and then disappeared. It crawled at Leng Xiao's feet, and screamed twice with a flattering look.

Leng Xiao glanced at it silently, then dispersed the law seal, and said casually: "You are free." ”

As far as he was concerned, this spirit beast that had not even reached the foundation building level was really useless.

It seemed to be impressed by Leng Xiao's strength, even without the restraint of the Law Seal, it still chased Leng Xiao tightly for several miles. Its huge size, the size of half a room, Leng Xiao couldn't hide it at all. So, he was kicked by Leng Xiao and flew out, and he didn't know which ravine he fell into.

On the periphery, most of them are used by new disciples to practice, and at the beginning of cultivation, they are looking for some novelties, and there are not many powerful spirit beasts. Further down, the number of powerful spirit beasts gradually increased.

After walking more than ten miles away, Leng Xiao gradually could no longer hide his breath, the cultivation of the spirit beast was gradually above him, and the perception of the spirit beast was generally sharper than that of people, he was quickly discovered.

Spirit beasts have an extremely strong sense of territory, so Leng Xiao was chased all the way around.

After a little trial, he no longer wanted to waste time on unwanted spirit beasts, and focused on finding suitable spirit beasts.

For him, a suitable spirit beast is naturally strong enough and has enough qualifications to evolve.

Otherwise, after his cultivation is improved, the spirit beasts around him will be of little use.

Two hours passed in an instant, and Leng Xiao still found nothing. He was not in a hurry in his heart, and it was not easy to find a suitable spirit beast in a relatively peripheral place.

In the Wushan realm, there are also many sects that specialize in domesticating spirit beasts, and the easiest way is to buy from this kind of sect, and the young beasts bear it, and they are viviparous, and they can choose at will, but this price is generally darker.

The spirit crystal spirit jade in Leng Xiao's ring is one less than one, and it can't be squandered like this.

A wisp of wine wafted from afar, and just a wisp of aroma made people a little intoxicated. Leng Xiao's heart moved, and he walked up slowly.

Before he had gone far, a baby-sized monkey scurried down from the tree, all golden and shining in the sun, grinning at Leng Xiao, spitting out a spiritual aura from his mouth, turning into a spear and stabbing at him.

Leng Xiao raised his hand and defused the attack, but the sleeve of his shirt was already torn, there was a scar on his wrist, and blood was dripping.

At the same time, a magic seal was struck, and it landed on the golden monkey's body, gradually shrinking, and disappearing into the center of the eyebrows.

The little golden monkey resisted violently, constantly struggling, and its cry was terrible and somewhat harsh, as if it was calling for its companions. Leng Xiao took advantage of the victory to pursue, and struck out more than a dozen in an instant, scorching it to black.

After dozens of breaths, the little golden monkey stopped struggling and stood obediently at Leng Xiao's feet.

"The golden baby monkey has acceptable qualifications, acceptable room for improvement, acceptable cultivation, and is living in groups. ”

Leng Xiao nodded secretly, the most important point is that the golden baby monkey is good at winemaking, and after drinking the wine he brews, his strength will be greatly improved in a short period of time.

The golden baby monkey had already called for help, and soon dozens of golden baby monkeys shouted "oh oh oh" and rushed over, dazedly circling around the golden baby monkey controlled by Leng Xiao, not knowing what was happening.

The character of the golden baby monkey is relatively simple, Leng Xiao ordered the first golden baby monkey to let the other golden baby monkeys walk behind a boulder one by one, and he hid in it, unexpectedly casting the magic seal, and easily succeeded.

At first, it was quite smooth, but the golden baby monkey, which had not been controlled in the back, gradually began to be irritable, impatient, and always wanted to sneak around behind the boulder to see what was going on.

Leng Xiao had no choice, after all, he was still found, but the overall situation had been decided, and the golden baby monkeys that had been controlled would entangle the other monkeys and subdue all the golden baby monkeys, a total of three hundred and sixty-five.

A monkey led the way for Leng Xiao, went around half a mile, and came to a mountain stream, where a small waterfall fell to form a curtain of water. Inside the water curtain, there is a natural cave, and in the cave, the golden baby monkey has been excavated into a beehive to make the golden baby monkey wine.

In the deepest part, there was a fat monkey with a big belly lying resting, snoring like thunder, unaware of Leng Xiao's arrival.

"Yuan Infant Spirit Beast?"

Leng Xiao cautiously punched a magic seal into the center of its eyebrows, and the magic seal instantly blended into it, and the fat monkey glanced at Leng Xiao sleepily, turned over and continued to sleep.

Leng Xiao was speechless for a while: "I didn't expect the Monkey King to be such a useless fat monkey......"