Cultivating a fairy deserves to go to heaven

An Qingli held up his spear, still five feet away from the pheasant.

The pheasant had already raised its head, and glanced at An Qingli and the two of them.

Without further ado, An Qingli immediately threw the spear out of his hand.

But instead of hiding, the pheasant clucked twice, spread its two gorgeous chicken wings, and rushed towards An Qingli.

what!
The pheasants in the upper realm are not afraid of people!

The little ones were a little surprised.

"Don't worry about it! Let's eat meat!"

An Qingli also rushed up.

"Come on! Eat chicken!"

Hong Sandan yelled, held up the stone, and rushed forward bravely.

Pheasants are born naturally, about one meter high, relying on a pair of wings, they are flexible in teasing.

This is a chicken that grew up in the upper realm and is full of immortal energy. It is normal for it to be more flexible.

However, An Qingli's reaction was not slow. Although the speed and strength of his shots were restricted by his cultivation, after Feishengjing's forging and these days of training, he had already compared with the native Hong Sandan.

An Qingli was quick-witted, and grabbed the pheasant's neck with one stroke, and then cut the chicken's wings backwards with the next stroke.

That pheasant was surprisingly strong, and its claws were also extremely sharp.

As soon as An Qingli grabbed the chicken's neck, the pheasant struggled desperately, kicked its claws forward, and directly scratched An Qingli's dress.

"Is it so fierce?!"

The little tiger was shocked, the master's body was a magic robe, which was hard to find in the lower realm, and had no spiritual power to nourish it in the upper realm, it was like rags.

An Qingli's dress was torn, and the pheasant was still flapping its wings, struggling endlessly, almost knocking An Qingli to the ground.

The eyes of the person in the dark flickered again. This beautiful woman has great strength. Although the pheasant is not a powerful monster, it is still equivalent to the late stage of human immortality.

A monk who had only been ascended for a few days, and hadn't even completed the transformation of the fairy root, was able to hold a chicken in the late stage of human immortality with his bare hands.

Has the potential to become a strong bodybuilder!

An Qingli, who had just stepped into the human fairyland, wrestled with the pheasant in the late stage of human fairyland.

The situation is dire.

The chicken beak pecked at the back of An Qingli's hand and arm.

But An Qingli didn't say a word, this kind of physical pain was not a big deal to her.

"Dare to peck my sister An?!"

Hong Sandan got angry, grabbed the stone, grabbed a chicken wing, lifted the stone, and smashed it on the back of Crazy Chicken.

The pheasant thumped even more violently in pain, and almost knocked An Qingli to the ground.

An Qingli's hair was in a disheveled bun, with a few chicken feathers sticking to her mouth.

Hong Sandan was kicked away by the chicken, found another sharp stone, and threw it on the pheasant.

Chicken feathers all over the place.

Two people, why can't they have a chicken?

An Qingli let out a foul breath, and said loudly: "Get out of the way, let me do it."

Hong Sandan was disgraced by the pheasant and was hit by a stone. He held back his tears and crawled away with all his hands and feet.

An Qingli sank into her dantian, shouted, raised the flopping pheasant with both hands, threw it wildly towards the ground, and smashed it down hard.

It was not enough to smash it once, so I smashed it a second time.

It wasn't enough to smash the second time, it was the third time, the fourth time...

It smashed seventeen times.

The chicken stopped crowing, and An Qingli's arms were numb, covered in chicken feathers and blood.

Hearing the news, the villagers who had joined forces to hunt and kill the fairy chickens were stunned in place with their eyes wide open.

Among these people, there are still a few who want to marry An Qingli.

However, seeing An Qingli's feat at this moment, many people were desperate.

Such a shrew, if she really entered the door, she would probably treat her like a pheasant and smash her to the ground with a "bang bang".

And those who observed in the dark also wrote eight-character comments on the assessment form: This woman is strong and not easy to take by force.

"Let's go, let's eat meat tonight." With injuries all over her body, An Qingli helped Hong Sandan who had smashed his feet on the ground, and dragged the bloody spoils to go back to the farmyard.

Hong Sandan rejoiced, hopped on one foot, and happily followed back.

That night, the small courtyard of Sandan's house was filled with the smell of chicken, and the dogs in the distance were barking with greed.

Half a month passed in a blink of an eye.

There were still some scars on Hong Sandan's body, but there was no trace of injury on An Qingli's body.

With the "The Art of Rejuvenation of All Things", An Qingli's flesh and blood injuries were nothing serious at all.

Hong Sandan was amazed to see that most of the monks from the lower realms had unique skills.

"Sister An, apart from being strong and recovering from injuries quickly, what other great abilities do you have?" Hong Sandan asked while biting a crisp bamboo shoot at the dinner table.

An Qingli took a bite of the red fairy fruit, and said with a smile: "I live to be more than a thousand years old, and I probably know a little bit of miscellaneous skills."

In fact, if the celestial root hadn't been completely transformed, which affected the performance of "The Secret of Rejuvenation", her injury could heal faster.

"For example?" Hong Sandan asked again.

Considering the people here's resistance to alchemists, An Qingli thought for a while before saying, "I know how to raise grass and trees, is this considered a skill?"

"Is this considered skill?" Although Hong Sandan is smart, he is still young and has never even been out of Hongjia Village. How can he see his future from this skill.

"Of course it's a skill." An Qingli couldn't help laughing as she thought about the growing little Jintan, "No matter what, doing it a lot better than others is a skill."

"Can this skill be exchanged for immortal chicken?" Hong Sandan licked his lips, recalling how Sister An stewed immortal chicken with fairy grass.

The taste was simply unique, he had never eaten such a delicious thing.

He guessed that his sister An might have worked as a cook in the lower realm.

"Fairy chicken?" An Qingli patted the little guy's shoulder, and said earnestly, "Three eggs, we need to open up the layout in the future, and you can change it for fairy crystals."

"Fairy Crystal! How do I change it?" Hong Sandan's eyes immediately lit up like stars.

"It's simple. There is open space in front of and behind the house. Plant some valuable and fast-growing fairy grass and fairy plants." Speaking of this, An Qingli smiled again, and took care of flowers and plants, but their Anjia Mu Linggen's housekeeping skills .

"It's easy to say." Hong Sandan scratched his head and thought seriously, "Where do the seeds come from?"

An Qingli said: "I have already collected some."

Hong Sandan was a little surprised: "When did this happen?"

An Qingli said: "When I went out to dig vegetables for food, I picked some on purpose."

"It turns out that Sister An has a plan." Hong Sandan expressed admiration, and then wondered, "But when those things are raised, who are you going to sell them to?"

An Qingli said: "Who did you sell the pills you made before?"

Hong Sandan said: "Specially contact the bearers of Xianjiao Pavilion, they can fly, and will take us to any rich place in Kaiyang Mansion. There are those rough bearers, they can't fly themselves, but they can sit Flying in a bridal sedan chair with a fairy grade, the fee is not too expensive."

An Qingli said: "Then we will also contact the bearers of the Xianjia Pavilion to prepare for earning immortal crystals."