Chapter 223
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"I just passed by that... that place, and saw Senior Brother Bei cooking for Elder Zhen."
Gao Xuan, whose hands were wrapped with medicine, nervously reported to Jiu Zimo.
Because of fear and awe, the flying dragon disciples were used to calling the mountain where Zhen Xiaoxiao and Zhou Zhou were "that place".
Cooking... rice...
Jiu Zimo was speechless. She felt that Zhen Xiaoxiao was leading the disciples of the Flying Dragon Temple more and more crooked.
A few days ago, she held a ghost event called "Face to Face with a Beautiful Man". Just from the name, it was obvious that it was not serious.
As long as the flying dragon disciples paid a certain amount of bamboo-stone, soil, grass, insects... and some strange herbs, they could safely enter the Crocodile Bone Mountain and watch Zhou Zhou's daily life from a ten-meter fence.
One set of materials was limited to an hour, and the more they gave, the more they got. There was no limit.
This idea was really stupid!
What daily life could Zhou Zhou have? Apart from sleeping, there was only eating.
However, as soon as the news was announced, all the bamboos in the Flying Dragon Temple disappeared within ten breaths. In order to find soil, grass, and insects, the ground was plowed three times.
On the day of the event, the animal bones at the foot of the Crocodile Bone Mountain were completely trampled to the ground by the enthusiastic female cultivators of the flying dragon.
Until late at night, the spectators, led by Cai Xia Fairy, were still crying and shouting that they were not willing to go home.
Oh God!
Jiu Zimo's lips trembled, and she regretted in her heart.
In the beginning, Feng Zhen, a little elder, shouldn't have been appointed. Who knew what she had done to the disciples of the Flying Dragon Sect before she found the abbey dean and elders and hung them on the back of the mountain?
With the enthusiastic help of countless female disciples of the Flying Dragon Temple, Zhen Xiaoxiao finally accumulated a considerable amount of raw materials for the Fragrant Bait Pill.
Her current goal was to increase the number of smoke beasts in the stone to more than two thousand.
Bei Sansan was indeed a genius. It was his first time cooking, and it was very delicious. Zhen Xiaoxiao rubbed her belly with satisfaction, leisurely sat in front of the Seven Leaves Tripod, and began to refine pills.
Aside from concocting pills, she also had to divert her attention to figure out which secret techniques had appeared in her head. She had to learn the Air Riding Technique, and there was also the Spirit-Sealing Hand Spell, which was very interesting. Most importantly, she had to learn the real beast techniques of Dongling Beast Cultivators.
The Flying Dragon Beast Observing Technique could allow cultivators to form a spiritual connection with their beasts, and then absorb them into their dantian, turning them into their main battle spirit beasts.
However, in most of the Dongling Beast Laws, a cultivator could only have one main battle spirit beast.
It was no wonder that the disciples of the Flying Dragon Temple couldn't use their beast techniques during the six years of hard fighting. They could only use their swords and sabers when their soul beasts died.
The beast technique inherited by the black knife in his mind was clearly more exquisite. It allowed cultivators above the Enlightening Realm to have the possibility of fusing with three main battle spirit beasts. However, even if there were three of them, they were nothing compared to the countless Beast Spirit Stones that she had melted.
The more he understood the Dongling Beast Method, the more Zhen Xiaoxiao felt that the black stone in his hand was extraordinary.
Whether it was the elixir recipe inherited or its existence itself, he couldn't let outsiders know about it. Otherwise, he would definitely bring about a fatal disaster!
However, based on his understanding of the cultivation methods of the disciples of the Beast Faction, after the "Face to Face with a Handsome Man" event, Zhen Xiaoxiao once again held the "Face to Face with a Handsome Crocodile" event on Crocodile Bone Mountain.
Countless crocodiles with strong muscles, sharp fangs, and ferocious eyes, who were at the peak of the Qi Condensation Realm, were kept in the fences. The male cultivators of the Flying Dragon Temple howled continuously!
"I want it! Those sturdy calves, those strong arms! It must have more potential than the junior leopard I killed three years ago! "
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