Chapter 91: The Wind Shadow Peng Ling Egg hatches
At the end of September, at the autumnal equinox.
On this night, not long after Ling Pengyun entered the practice, he was startled by a shattering sound coming from his ears.
“Click!”
Ling Pengyun thought slightly, paused his practice, opened his eyes, turned to look deep into the cave, the only face in the middle of the six-sided spirit gathering array A cyan spirit egg the size of a basin.
His eyes were slightly focused, and he scanned the surface of the cyan spirit egg, and found a crack on the surface of the spirit egg.
As the sounds of "click" came from the egg, the crack gradually extended and expanded.
Seeing this, Ling Pengyun looked overjoyed and muttered to himself.
“This Wind Shadow Peng spirit egg is finally about to break out of its shell.”
After saying this, Ling Pengyun quickly stood up, walked to the spirit egg, squatted down and carefully I watched the process of the little life inside the egg breaking out.
After about half of the incense stick, the little life inside the egg kept pecking at the eggshell, causing the surface of the eggshell to be covered with cracks, like spider silk.
The next moment, with a huge breaking sound, the cracked eggshell turned into countless fragments like snowflakes and fell to the ground.
And among the pile of spirit egg shell fragments, a bald bird the size of a human head swayed out.
The bald bird's eyes were blurred, and from time to time it would emit a few roars from its mouth. Its two pairs of claws were extremely floating, and it walked towards Ling Pengyun tremblingly.
For some reason, it could feel a sense of intimacy coming from Ling Pengyun, making it extremely want to get close to Ling Pengyun.
Ling Pengyun's spiritual consciousness swept over the ugly bald bird that was approaching, checking its aura as high as innate perfection, and his expression suddenly showed joy.
“This little Feng Ying Peng bird was born with innate perfection, so it must have great potential.”
This bald bird was the one that Ling Pengyun bought from Huaishui Xiaohui’s auction. It was hatched from the Wind Shadow Peng Ling Egg purchased for hundreds of spirit stones.
Now this little Fengyingpeng has just hatched and its feathers have not yet grown.
Although Xiaofeng Yingpeng looks ugly now, his talents really make Ling Pengyun like him very much.
When ordinary monsters are hatched, most of them are beasts in the acquired realm. They have been cultivated step by step. Only a few monster cubs with good qualifications and bloodline can cross the acquired realm in the mortal world right after they are born. Directly reaching the innate realm.
This little Feng Ying Peng has fully met all his expectations for a flying spirit beast. It is large enough to carry people, and has great potential.
Although the little Fengyingpeng is now only the size of a human head and cannot even fly, the adult Fengyingpeng is huge, at least as big as an ox.
And its cultivation that reached innate perfection right after hatching is a sign that it will definitely reach the cultivation level above the late stage of Qi training in the future.
Ling Pengyun lowered his body, lovingly held the crawling little bird in his hands with both hands, and murmured to the little bird.
"You are the first spiritual beast I have tamed with essence and blood as its source, so I will give you a name as a codename. Since you belong to the Fengying Peng clan, you should be called Fengying!"
< br>Because the little Feng Ying Peng knew the meaning of Ling Pengyun's words because he recognized his master, he also remembered the word "Feng Ying" in his heart. He looked slightly happy and rubbed his head against Ling Pengyun's palm.
Ling Pengyun pulled away one hand, touched Xiaofeng Yingpeng's head, smiled, and placed it again in the spirit gathering array filled with spiritual energy. His expression was slightly condensed and he gave serious instructions.
"Your current cultivation level is of no help to me. Only if you break through to the realm of Qi training can you be my helper."
"You will be here in the future. Within this formation, don’t take a step outside of this formation, absorb the spiritual energy within this formation, and try to see if you can break through to the realm of Qi training.”
Xiaofengyingpeng felt a little disappointed when he heard this.
It is difficult to help those close to him. For Xiaofengyingpeng, who wants to be strong, he is very frustrated and also a little dissatisfied.
It must enter the "state of Qi training" mentioned by the person in front of you. It has some knowledge about spiritual energy. The inheritance memory in the bloodline has clarified its doubts. At the same time, the bloodline inheritance also records the spiritual energy operation route suitable for the Fengying Peng clan.
It’s just that the running route of this spiritual energy is very vague. As soon as Xiao Fengyingpeng touched this running method, he felt dizzy, and in a daze, he fell into a deep sleep. among.
Although it is sleeping, its body is slowly absorbing spiritual energy into its body. If you carefully detect the aura of this little Fengying Peng, you can also notice that its aura is gradually increasing.
Ling Pengyun watched this scene, smiled, and muttered to himself.
“This little Fengying is quite obedient, and I think his sanity is quite high.”
“Monsters all like to eat monster meat, and they often use monster meat containing spiritual energy as a training resource. , to speed up the progress of cultivation. Now that the little Feng Ying Peng is still young, the daily meat can be replaced by innate beast meat. However, when it enters the Qi training realm, if it still only provides ordinary beast meat for it to eat , the progress of its cultivation will be slow."
"In the recent period, there is no need to worry about the matter of cultivating the beast's qi, but it will be a big problem after it breaks through to the qi cultivation realm. Spirit planters and weapon refiners would not often do such dangerous things as hunting monsters. In all likelihood, the flesh and blood of the Qi-training monsters that the Wind Shadow Peng would need to eat in the future would all be purchased with spirit stones. ”
The addition of a Feng Ying Peng also puts more pressure on Ling Pengyun to earn spiritual stones.
Ling Pengyun looked at Feng Yingpeng again and saw that it was still sleeping and practicing very obediently, and felt extremely satisfied in his heart.
Then, he looked up and looked into the depths of the cave. Encircled by a wall, there were seven little fist-sized chickens covered in brown with pine-patterned feathers.
A white light curtain is also covered around this special earthen wall chicken pen. This white light curtain is a soundproofing ban. In order to isolate the "coo" sound that the seven little Songhua chickens continue to make in their mouths. .
These seven little grouse pheasants are very active. Perhaps they are eager to see the outside world. They hit the earth wall that surrounds them crazily.
Although they are only about the size of a fist, they are quite strong. Even the thick earth wall was shaken by the impact of these seven grouse pheasants at the same time.
“Compared with the little Feng Yingpeng, these seven little Songhua chickens are really disobedient.”
“This earthen wall looks like it won’t be able to hold on for three years. The sky will be smashed by them again."
Seeing this scene, Ling Pengyun sighed helplessly.
When these seven restless and noisy little pineapple chickens just hatched, Ling Pengyun also thought about training them, but even the threat of force could not stop the nature of these little pineapple chickens. In the first few days after their lives were threatened, they were obedient, but within a few days they would return to their dead behavior, bumping into walls every day, and from time to time they would smash the earthen walls that surrounded them.
Ling Pengyun had thought about handing them over to the villagers of Qingshi Village to raise them in captivity, but when he thought of the great strength and very fast speed of these seven little Songhua chickens, he immediately gave up the idea.
If they are really handed over to the Qingshi villagers to raise in captivity, I am afraid that all seven little Songhua chickens will be gone within three days.
If Ling Pengyun hadn’t raised these seven Songhua Spirit Chickens for his mother to make soup, he would have been quite murderous.
Whether you are practicing, refining weapons, or comprehending other secrets, it is best to be in a relatively quiet place. These seven pine flower chickens will eat every few days. They would crash into the earthen wall that enclosed them and run around, which really made Ling Pengyun out of shape in his recent cultivation, weapon refining, and comprehension of secret techniques, which seriously affected his daily hard work.
These seven little pine flower chickens cannot be killed, but they are not afraid of being beaten, and they are not afraid of being scolded. It is really difficult to handle, so Ling Pengyun can only wrong Ling Pengyun himself.
"I need to understand the soundproofing ban quickly, otherwise I will be bored to death after completing this garrison mission and leaving this place without my tenth sister to help me arrange and raise these seven little pineapple chickens in captivity." Ling Pengyun was helpless. road.
The soundproofing ban is one of the entrance bans of the formation. Even ordinary monks can understand it. This door ban was taught by Ling Pengyun to Ling Penlin.
Now, it is the white light curtain and soundproofing ban arranged by Ling Penglin, the array master, around the chicken pen that allows Ling Pengyun to reduce the never-ending "cuckoo" noise of the little Songhua chicken. bitter.
Ling Pengyun was in a good mood at the moment because of the hatching of Feng Yingpeng, and he was very pleased with the seven little Songhua chickens.
He stepped forward and walked to the chicken coop. He waved his hand through the storage bag on his waist, summoned a handful of topaz spirit grains from it, and dropped it into the chicken coop.
As soon as these spiritual grains fell into the chicken pen, the eyes of the seven little Songhua chickens that kept hitting the earth wall suddenly became fiery, and they rushed towards the place where the spiritual grains fell and started to peck at them.
Ling Pengyun couldn't help but feel a little funny when he saw them looking like hungry ghosts. After calming down for a while, he sat cross-legged on the futon again, closed his eyes, and returned to practice again.
In the early morning, after absorbing the power of the early sun for a while, he went out of Qingshi Mountain to find Ling Dong, the head of Qingshi Mountain Village, and specifically asked him to send more than ten kilograms of beast flesh and blood to the foot of the mountain every day.
(End of this chapter)