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Chapter 19 Spirit Pet

"Is this... a spirit pet?"

Wang Yuan's eyes lit up slightly.

In addition to improving one's cultivation, a large part of the need for protection when cultivating a monk requires, but it is difficult to practice whether it is magic or sword techniques.

All of them need to suffer.

Therefore, some monks came up with other solutions.

Cultivating pets is one of them.

However, as far as Wang Yuan knows, there are very few cultivators with spiritual pets in Qingyun Sect.

Among the outer disciples in the Qi training stage, there are even fewer.

Because the cost of cultivating pets is too high.

Spiritual pets are actually monsters.

However, when the monster has just hatched or has not hatched, the monk sets certain restrictions, and after birth, the spiritual pet is raised by the monk.

In this way, the spiritual pet will be tamed and will be subject to the command of the monk.

But this is not worth it.

Most spiritual pets need to grow up are too exaggerated.

It can be for hundreds of years. Generally, only sects or families will concentrate their efforts to cultivate one or two spiritual pets. Moreover, the growth of spiritual pets requires too many spirit stones. Whether it is to purchase corresponding pills or some spiritual medicines, it is difficult, so that only ordinary cultivators in the Condensation Yuan stage can afford to cultivate first-level monsters.

A first-level monster is equivalent to the Qi training stage and is of little use to cultivators in the Condensation Yuan stage.

With all kinds of calculations, spiritual pets are rarely seen.

"Let's go and take a look with Ling'er."

Zhao Wan quickly followed.

Wang Yuan and others followed closely behind.

The bird has light green feathers, only half a palm-sized size. It will stop after flying for a while, as if it is smelling the smell. It will finally stop and stop somewhere in the bush.

“Does it…?”

Wang Yuan was stunned.

After Zhao Wan discovered the location, she did not step forward.

On the contrary, Zhao Peng walked forward with a familiarity and pushed away the shrubs. The middle of the shrubs was dark and humid, and five red block plants of different sizes grew, like small blood-colored umbrellas.

"This is... Blood Ganoderma lucidum, we are so lucky."

Zhao Peng laughed.

The others laughed out loud.

Blood Ganoderma lucidum, a first-level spiritual medicine with fire and earth attributes, is extremely precious and rare in quantity. Its value ranges from thirty to seventy spirit stones depending on the year.

If the years are enough, it can evolve into blood jade Ganoderma lucidum, which is a second-level spiritual medicine.

"Uncle, I'll pick it up."

Zhao Wan ran over, took out a small shovel, and began to collect blood Ganoderma lucidum.

The method of collecting each kind of elixir is different.

For example, blood Ganoderma lucidum needs to be taken away nearby soil, so that it can be stored for a long time.

"Five blood Ganoderma lucidum, depending on the year, is estimated to be worth about two hundred spirit stones. This time I really made a fortune." Yao Qing murmured to himself.

The others nodded as well.

"My junior brothers, this blood Ganoderma lucidum was found by my niece's spiritual pet, the spirit bird. According to the principle, my niece is divided into two and a half, and the others are one and a half, right?"

Zhao Peng asked.

Wang Yuan nodded: "This place is very rare. If it weren't for this spiritual pet, we might not have been able to find this blood Ganoderma lucidum. It's half of it, a lot."

Chen Yang nodded:

"This is what Junior Sister Zhao deserves."

"Since that's the case, it's still the same rule. Does anyone need this blood Ganoderma lucidum?"

Zhao Peng asked again.

At this time, Wang Yuan stood up: "This blood linguine is just a little useful for me to practice. I replaced the spirit stones that the demon tiger had previously divided into a blood linguine. If it is not enough, I will continue to count the ones I have allocated to me. How many spirit stones are left, I will make up for them."

"good."

Zhao Peng nodded and looked at the others again.

No one else has any objection.

In this way, Zhao Peng gave Wang Yuan a blood Ganoderma lucidum that was slightly older but smaller in size.

Wang Yuan took the blood Ganoderma lucidum, put it in the jade box, and bowed to thank him.

The tiger demon flesh and blood, spiritual medicines, etc. here are calculated according to the purchase price in the market. If Wang Yuan goes to the market alone, the price of this piece of blood Ganoderma lucidum may be 30% or 40% higher.

This is also a benefit for hunting monsters.

After putting away the blood Ganoderma lucidum, Zhao Wan was chirping and shouting in a low voice.

Seeing this, Wang Yuan was stunned and asked softly:

"Junior Sister Zhao, are you talking to Ling Chong?"

"Yes, how did you know."

Zhao Wan was stunned.

Wang Yuan was also shocked. Zhao Wan was really talking to the spiritual pet. This spiritual pet is a bird, which is different from the rumored giant monster.

The other people also read Wang Yuan's words.

Zhao Wan lowered her head embarrassedly and whispered:

"I once got a broken jade slip that introduced the language of birds. I tried to explore it and learned it, and then I happened to meet the injured little spirit."

"I see."

Wang Yuan nodded.

Zhao Peng looked a little serious, and after looking around, he said:

"My junior brothers, Wan'er can do birds singing. I hope you don't tell me the story. Is this big or small? It's not good if I get into any trouble."

Dong Mei and his wife were speechless.

Chen Yang nodded seriously.

Wang Yuan knew it in his heart.

It is a good thing to know how to sing birds.

But others don’t know how to do it, you can do it alone, which is very troublesome.

The hunting continues.

Killing Huo Linhu seemed to have exhausted his luck.

There was no big gain in the next month.

Hunting the flying eagle, but being escaped by the flying eagle.

Hunting water snakes, water snakes gathered similar people. Once six water snakes appeared in the late stage of Qi training, the group of six almost fell. Fortunately, at the critical moment, several people used their means to escape.

After another month, I was on the right track.

On this day, after finally hunting a crocodile, the group stopped next to Xiyue Lake.

"It's almost done, it's been three months in a flash, it's time to go back."

Dong Mei and Zhao Wan had just finished packing up when they heard Zhao Peng's voice.

After hearing this, Wang Yuan also whispered: "Yes, it's been three months in a flash, and I've passed without any feeling. This hunting is really dangerous."

Zhao Peng smiled:

"I dare to go out to hunt, and I am ready to die. Junior Brother Wang is fine. I made a lot of preparations before coming out. No one among the few people who are waiting for the first-hand escape technique. Even if I encounter the late stage of Qi training, it is enough to escape."

Wang Yuan had a smile on his face, but no answer.

The time I encountered the water snake before, if I hadn't been the amazing escape technique, I would have probably died.

The six of them were together and prepared to leave.

"It's not a problem to come and hunt monsters, but be careful when you go back, because a demonic cultivator will take action at this time." Zhao Peng pointed at Wang Yuan from the side.

The six people left carefully.

However, as soon as Zhao Peng finished speaking, three figures appeared in front of him.

One of them, Wang Yuan, is still very familiar with him, and it is Guan Xian.

The other two were short and tall, holding a yellow fork in their hands.

"My crow's mouth."
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