The blue luan bird of Nuwa's family

"Can drinking animal milk really make you stronger?"

Xiao Haotian's eyes were shining.

Regardless of his previous and future achievements, Haotian in this life is just a four-year-old child after all, and he was immediately moved by Mingyu's tricks.

Mingyu said firmly: "Of course!"

"Beast milk is transformed from the nutrition of blood and water, and it contains the spirit of a living being. It is an important fetish for feeding life, multiplying, passing on blood, and creating life.

Beast milk is a symbol of the inheritance of hundreds of clans, the spirit of the blood, which condenses many unyielding, strong, and stalwart wills into one, instills in oneself, and achieves extraordinary achievements. "

"Just imagine, when a person possesses the killing power of a real dragon, the nirvana of a phoenix, the will of a unicorn, and the speed of a kunpeng...how powerful should he be?!"

Mingyu started the Dafa of Huyou, with a solemn face, and said righteously: "We have to look at the essence through phenomena. The milk of a hundred beasts is not only the milk of animals, but also the spirit of a hundred races. the spirit of!"

"Ask the vast land, who is in charge of the ups and downs? Only my human race!"

"Learn animal nature, surpass animal nature, learn from all kinds of people, transcend all kinds, and be tolerant to all rivers and rivers, this is the foundation of practice!"

"Where is the Tao? In heaven and earth, in all things, in any kind of creature."

At the end of Mingyu's speech, not to mention the ignorant look on the faces of the two little guys, even she almost believed it!
Seeing Haotian whose eyes became more and more blazing, Mingyu thought that it was almost time.

So he let out a loud heck, as shocking as Hong Zhong Dalu: "So, do you understand the true meaning of it?"

"Understood!"

Haotian was so excited that he almost jumped up.

Just now there was a voice in his heart calling, should we give it a try, should we give it a try.

Mingyu stopped drinking, which made him make up his mind.

What a try.

Anyway, there is no loss, the big deal is to drink a bowl of animal milk!
Just one bowl!
"That... sir, can I drink too?"

Beside Xiao Haotian, Qinghuang was also fooled and lost her way.

At this moment, she looked at Mr. Unscrupulous with clear eyes.

"Nothing is impossible!"

Mingyu nodded, showing a gratified smile.

He didn't know when there was an extra mirror in his hand.

The mirror reflects the sunlight and flickers frequently.

Changliu is full of mountains and trees, and the fallen leaves are like snow, which is so beautiful.

Such a wonderful and even extraterrestrial dreamlike scene is unique in Xiniu Hezhou.

A huge green tree guards here, the scorching sun seems to be hanging on the tree, and on the other side, it seems that there is a bright moon rising from the tree.

The vision of the sun and the moon in the same sky is also a long-lasting wonder.

The pine of the cabinet is the innate spiritual root of the prehistoric world.

There are poor tribes who live by the mountains, gather together by trees, and continue to develop.

In the case of retaining the original features of Changliu Mountain, the immortal family of the poor tribe also established a hut in the mountain.

The cranes are flying in the pavilions and pavilions in the sea of ​​clouds, and the pavilions and platforms in the fog hide the mystery.

Here you can often see fairy birds chirping, and you often hear ferocious beasts roaring, and the clansmen are used to it.

Because many fairy birds and beasts were captured by the human race themselves.

In the entire Great Western Wilderness, apart from the White Tiger Clan who lived firmly in the West Pole, the Human Clan was the most powerful.

Under the huge green pines,
The poor tribe built a hall exclusively for priests in Wuzong.

As the Wu Zong of the poor tribe, Jumang is cultivating the priest system belonging to the poor tribe.

The wizards who have practiced for two and a half years are collecting the essence of the sun and the moon gathered by the pine of the cabinet, breathing out the long-lasting aura of heaven and earth.

Close contact with such heaven and earth spiritual roots, the speed of Wu Zhu's cultivation is not uncommon.

A qualified human priest needs to master many skills.

In addition to daily practice, they also need to take compulsory subjects such as the seasons of the four seasons, sacrifice of jade and silk, collection of Yi vessels, mandala place, medical divination, asking gods to help spirits, and dispatching generals from spirits.

"Not bad!"

Jumang seemed very satisfied with the diligence of the wizards.

It is one thing to have the support of external conditions, but another to be willing to seize the opportunity and work hard.

In fact, in the era of Emperor Fuxi, Jumang's main responsibility was to be in charge of fighting, not in charge of priest affairs.

But as the former ancestral witch and now the human spring god, it is very easy for him to play a guest role in Wuzong.

For the group of witches who are still in the training stage, Jumang has very strict requirements.

After all, they are a group of registered disciples who have been personally trained by themselves. If they do not perform well after leaving the teacher, it will be a proper dark history!

At his level, other things may not matter, but face is very important.

Black history must not be left behind!

Ju Mang thought so.

But there is a good saying, what to be afraid of.

No, Ming Yu, who had just fooled Xiao Haotian and Qinghuang, was walking over.

"You are this?"

Looking at Mingyu whose mouth was almost raised to the sky, Gou Mang frowned instinctively, feeling a bad premonition in his heart.

"There is one thing that requires you to travel to various races."

Mingyu clicked her mouth and handed over the task of collecting animal milk to the "best fellow Taoist".

"What did you say!"

After Jumang heard this, his voice suddenly rose.

His eyes widened with anger, his eyebrows were raised, and he was really very angry.

"Why so loud?"

Seeing that all the practicing shamans looked sideways, Mingyu cast a mysterious ban on her fingers to isolate the inside and outside.

Seeing Gou Mang making a fuss, Mingyu explained casually: "Their physiques are useless to wait for ordinary animal milk. Since they want to drink, of course they have to choose some good ones."

"It's still a good choice, why don't you let me go to the various groups of beasts!"

Who would have thought that Mingyu nodded naturally, with an expression that you understand me: "Well, that's what I think, the beast is the best. You can go to the West Sea and the West Pole, anyway, they are close."

"you!"

Jumang is so hanging that Mingyu is not mad at him.

Pointing at himself, he said angrily: "I, the ancestral witch of the wood, the spring god of the human race, extremely powerful, supreme in the wild! You let me collect animal milk from various races?!"

"what?!"

Can you be more outrageous, I don't want to lose face?
"Yes, fellow daoist, is there any problem with this?"

Mingyu blinked her eyes, and then said: "It is precisely because of the extraordinary strength of Daoist friends that I let you go to the various races. It is not as capable as another person!"

"So I have to thank you for your attention?" Gou Mang said through gritted teeth.

Mingyu waved her hand, smiling brightly: "You're welcome, this is the trust that fellow Taoists should have."

When Jumang heard this, the veins on his forehead popped out.

He closed his eyes and took a deep breath to calm himself down.

"Why don't you go by yourself?"

Mingyu put on the words of enlightenment again, spreading his hands together: "Xiao Haotian and Qinghuang's top animal milk can only rely on fellow daoists."

"Don't go!"

Not being fooled, Jumang turned his head and refused directly.

Just kidding, not to mention that doing this is equivalent to adding a black history to yourself.

If Haotian and Jinfeng after their return know about this, they will never have a peaceful life in the future.

He had no doubts that the beast milk he sent on his front feet, the Haotian Sword and Phoenix Spear on his back feet should have traveled against the long river of time and flew over after endless years.

It is true that Hong Huang Shen likes fun, but no one wants to be a fun!

So no matter how Mingyu tried to persuade him, Gou Mang shook his head, assuming a posture of "I won't listen, I won't listen".

Just when Mingyu lamented that Jumang had "gone a brain" and was about to give up.

Two words suddenly popped out of Jumang's mouth: "Unless."

"Fellow daoist, please tell me!" Mingyu smiled.

"Unless you give me one too!" Jumang glanced at Mingyu's cuff.

"Give me a copy of the 'Black History' in the commemorative mirror."

"It turns out that Fellow Daoist is waiting for me here!"

Mingyu readily agreed with a look of 'sudden realization'.

Seeing this, the corners of Jumang's mouth also rose slightly: "In the future, rely on it to save your life!"

As the supreme power of the prehistoric world, of course the ability to eat melons is also superb!

To ensure that you can eat melons and have fun safely, you have to make yourself invincible.

As long as you have enough black history in your hands, the probability of Haotian Sword and Phoenix Spear flying from outside the sky will be greatly reduced.

When I see Haotian in the future, I can completely say: "Great Tianzun, you don't want to let others know that you drank animal milk when you were young."

Thinking of Haotian's wonderful expression in the future, the smile on Jumang's face is moving in an indescribable direction.

Mingyu glanced at him, and said as a reminder: "If you can go to a few more houses, the little ones in the poor family will also be lucky. They are in the development stage, and if they have the milk of the gods, they can be quenched." Practice martial arts, cleanse the cutting marrow, and the future road will be smoother."

"Don't worry about this!"

Gou Mang took over part of the "black history" from Ming Yu as a deposit.

With a boost of energy, he promised with great energy: "Since I have promised to come down, I will definitely get it done. Flying in the sky, running on the ground, and swimming in the water, only you Mingyu can't see it, without me saying mang cough cough , there is nothing I, Anonymous, can't do!"

Collecting the milk of divine beasts, as long as they are caught, they will definitely be nailed to the pillar of shame in the long river of time for people to look up to, how could Jumang take the risk with his real body.

Why does Hong Huang Shen like wearing a vest?

Not for fun!
"Look there you are!"

With a wave of Gou Mang's arms, 12 martial spirits were scattered.

"I have seen the deity!"

A body with divine will manifests and becomes a sun god, and Jumang refines these sun gods into independent form and spirit with extremely powerful power.

"Anonymous powerhouses, let's go!"

Jumang was full of pride, and he stretched out his sleeves to put away these forms and spirits.

Then, his figure also disappeared into the hall of priests.

"Quite proficient!"

Mingyu affirmed Jumang's technology.

This guy must have done a lot of immoral things!

It is night, the moon is dark and the wind is high.

An unknown man sneaked into the Dragon Palace of the West Sea and quietly took away a bucket of dragon milk.

When he passed by a family of giant whales in the deep sea, he did not let them go.

Another nameless person sneaked into the ancestral land of the white tiger. While the Supreme White Tiger was sitting in Xiji, he was away, and he took all kinds of animal milk in the treasure house of the white tiger.

When Supreme White Tiger found out about this, everyone was dumbfounded.

Who is so careless?
Even stealing the cubs' food reserves?
In the days and nights that followed, the major races were frequently stolen, and from time to time, cubs cried out from hunger.

However, due to the meticulous work of the milk thief Jumang, except for the Supreme White Tiger who noticed the theft of the treasure house, the rest of the races did not react.

12 Anonymous is able to combine the wonderful functions of various animal milks, abandon all kinds of disadvantages, take the essence and discard the dross.

Created countless copies of top animal milk.

Its medicinal effect is definitely not inferior to the elixir, but not as strong as the elixir.

It is more suitable for the physique of human babies.

Mingyu praised him for his ability to handle affairs in such a proper way.

"Fellow Daoist is really pedantic about heaven and man!"

In the prehistoric world, there are those who refine equipment, alchemy, medicine, and equipment, but there is no condensed milk.

Jumang, this is the first of its kind!
Is the first animal milk teacher in the wilderness okay?

"Worthy of being the God of Spring, really particular!"

If one day Jumang creates the animal milk teacher genre, it will probably be very popular in the prehistoric.

As we all know, cubs can earn much more money than adult fairy gods, and how many fairy gods are reluctant to use the treasures of heaven and earth, so they have to save them to lay a good foundation for the next generation.

While Mingyu sighed, taking advantage of Jumang's inattention, the photo mirror in his hand flickered again.

After silently hiding the photo mirror, Mingyu raised her head and looked at the sky, thinking full of wickedness.

"It's a pity that the Dao of Heaven didn't make any merit, otherwise such a 'brilliant' historical moment would really be commemorative."

Leaving another photo mirror behind, Mingyu walked out of the hall of priests.

Originally, he wanted to bring happiness to the children directly, but he suddenly noticed a faint void fluctuation.

"Ok?"

Mingyu frowned slightly.

Clang!
He reached out his hand to take out the Yin-Yang sword from the magic golden sword box, and stepped out of Changliu Mountain in one step.

Jian Feng pointed west, and cut out without hesitation. (end of this chapter)