The Master’s Master Can’t Be a Mortal

Chapter 12 The Legendary Guardian Spirit Beast

Boom!

When Zhou Jiaqian and Zhou Jiacai's brothers escaped from the swamp, the monster in the dark tore the "Aura" and jumped onto an open rock.

It was bathed in moonlight and finally revealed its shape.

This monster is not big, just over a meter long, with white fur and black bottom, and strong muscles.

If Ye Feng was here and saw the appearance of this monster, he would definitely take a deep breath.

Because, it's a honey badger (huan)!

People gave him the nickname "Pingtou Ge", who was stunned in the air, rough-skinned and thick-skinned, and no one was afraid. Every day is not fighting, that is, on the way to fight.

This flat-headed brother grew up in the world of practice. Although his body is not large, his claws and sharp teeth are very hard. If he slaps it with one claw, 10,000 catties of boulders will be broken.

It looked up at the sky and let out a roar containing the meaning of "labor and capital are the most carved".

...

White Floating City, night market.

Ye Feng was eating skewers with his disciples on the street.

"You're so full!"

Shi Lei rubbed his stomach, and then looked at all kinds of beauties in ancient costumes passing by the roadside, and felt very satisfied.

So did Huo Yunjie, who was sitting beside him.

Li Jiaojiao didn't speak, and kept her head down, busy cutting roast meat for Ye Feng.

Although Mo Ying ate, she always passed the skewers around the black gauze and brought it to her mouth. She never showed her true face in the city, and she ate very little.

At this time, Ye Feng found that the sense of crisis was much lighter, and he could set off to return to the Misty School.

He clapped his hands, paid for the skewers with dozens of copper plates, and said to the crowd, "It's time to go back and come back early tomorrow morning."

"it is good!"

The disciples wiped their hands and followed Ye Feng outside the city before flying away with their swords.

After a while.

The group arrives at the Misty Sect.

Looking at the open door, Ye Feng was speechless.

Since the door was smashed by the stalwart, they didn't even need to close the door to get in and out, which was very easy.

But in this way, the Misty Sect's door is wide open, and it is easy to run in some strange things.

"Hey, there's a demon!"

As soon as she entered the hospital, Mo Ying, who was most sensitive, swept her gaze, pointed under the table in the main hall, and said:

"It's a fox demon of the inferior demon soldier level, which is equivalent to the third level of Qi refining."

"Where are the monsters?"

The timid Li Jiaojiao was taken aback, and quickly cast "Fire Cloud Palm", a small flame ignited in her palm, illuminating the surroundings.

"Yeah! Such a cute little white fox."

When she saw the little white fox sleeping on her stomach under the table, Li Jiaojiao wanted to grab it and stroke the soft-looking snow-white hair.

"The inferior demon soldier level, this is not easy!"

Ye Feng said in surprise.

In the mainland of China, monsters have their own levels of cultivation, monster soldiers, monster generals, monster kings...

The demon soldier corresponds to the Qi refining realm.

This kind of monster generally has low-level intelligence, especially the white fox, which is more intelligent.

"Oops! I remembered, shouldn't this be the cub of the old white fox?" Shi Lei remembered the old days, and his eyes narrowed.

Everyone else looked over.

Shi Lei quickly explained: "A few years ago, the old master and I went down the mountain to hunt demons and rescued an old white fox with a big belly. This little white fox may be its cub, so he followed the smell and came after him."

Li Jiaojiao said: "When I was a child, my mother told me that monsters are psychic. If they are rescued, they will come back to repay their gratitude when they grow up and transform."

"There seems to be a saying. In Baifu City, I heard that the book man told the story of "Fire Fox Repaying Kindness"."

Huo Yunjie seemed to fall into memory, "It is said that a scholar rescued a fox, and then the fox turned into a red-haired girl, married the scholar, and gave birth to several beautiful daughters.

"

Mo Ying didn't speak.

She stood pretty and lively, because her face was covered by black veil, no one knew what her expression was.

Several disciples said excitedly, which made Ye Feng pouted.

fairy tale?

Do you think I haven't heard?

Xu Xian, Dong Yong, Ning Caichen, which of these three guys is a fuel-efficient lamp?

The first two targets were the White Snake and the Fairy, which were okay, but the third one was terrifying, nicknamed the "Undead Knight".

However, Ye Feng just complained in his heart.

He coughed and said, "Let's keep these for later. The most urgent task is to determine whether the little white fox is malicious to us. If not, we can stay."

The inferior demon soldier is equivalent to the third level of Qi refining.

If you stay in the sect, you may be able to cultivate into a guardian spirit beast, but I don't know if the system has this function.

Ye Feng secretly said.

"Ding, congratulations to the host for discovering Huadian. As the head of the sect, you can set up a 'spirit beast pavilion' for the sect, but because it is still in the assessment period, the spirit beast pavilion cannot be opened temporarily."

The system suddenly sounded a beep.

The corner of Ye Feng's mouth twitched, secretly thinking that this dog system always pops up suddenly, I'm afraid he wants to scare his host to death, so that he can easily find the next one, and then continue to scare to death?

"The Spirit Beast Pavilion hasn't opened yet, so first complete the tasks during the assessment period."

Ye Feng planned this.

At this time, Li Jiaojiao had already picked up the little white fox. It opened its big watery eyes and looked at the people around.

After that, it fell asleep again.

"Yo! It doesn't seem to be afraid of life."

Ye Feng was surprised.

"If the little white fox is really the cub of the old white fox saved by the old master, then it must have the memory of the previous generation of the fox clan and feel close to the atmosphere here."

Mo Ying, who had been silent for a long time, finally spoke, "Perhaps, the old white fox has passed away, and only this little white fox is left, so I followed the breath to find this place."

When Ye Feng heard this, he felt very reasonable.

The inheritance memory of monsters is very strong.

When he first crossed to the mainland of Shenzhou, he already knew the relevant introduction.

Therefore, monsters are also famous for their vengeance.

If you can not offend, don't offend, especially the stupid and cute beast like Brother Flathead.

"Since the little white fox is not afraid of life, we will keep it and see if we can cultivate a guardian spirit beast in the future."

Ye Feng said his decision.

"Great!"

Li Jiaojiao stroked the little white fox's hair happily, "I'll call it 'Xiaobai' in the future."

Xiaobai, what an earthy name!

Ye Feng was powerless to complain, but he didn't say it, for fear of hurting the disciple's heart.

"Let's rest first, we will go to White Floating City to recruit new disciples early tomorrow morning."

After finishing speaking, Ye Feng sat on the box containing the spirit stones, took out the bottle of spirit eye liquid that was not used up, kept wiping his eyes, trying to open the spirit eye, and promoted the spirit eye state.

However, a bottle of spiritual eye drops was almost used up, and Ye Feng found that there was no effect.

"Could it be inferior quality?"

Ye Feng looked at the vial with a strange expression.

"The worse the talent is, the more spiritual eye fluid is consumed when the spiritual eye is opened."

Mo Ying, who was sitting cross-trained nearby, suddenly spoke up.

Ye Feng raised his eyebrows: "It's impossible for the talent of this head to be so bad, right?"

"It's not necessarily because of poor talent. It may also be because the eyes see too many unclean things, so there are a lot of spiritual eye drops to wash the eyes."

Mo Ying added.

When Ye Feng heard this, he was even more confused.

See something unclean?

impossible!

I've watched hundreds of them, too?

Besides, looking at those things should be because the mind is not pure, so that the eyes are not clean, right?

The more Ye Feng thought about it, the more at a loss.

Mo Ying looked at him with a look of doubt about life, the red lips behind the black veil raised slightly, and secretly said:

"This head is also interesting."

She no longer spoke, her hands formed a seal, and she silently ran the exercises to hit a higher realm.

Ye Feng does not believe in evil.

He used up a whole bottle of spiritual eye liquid, and didn't sleep reconciled until he found that he was too sleepy to open his eyes.

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