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Sea View Building, 5th floor, west facing window.

Ye Bai and Mo Er forgot all their worries, and feasted in this most famous mortal restaurant in Water City.

Although the monk does not eat fireworks in the world, but the two of them are not very old, and they have just been admitted to the Taiyi Gate, and they are in a good mood.

Guanhailou is known as the first floor of Xiangdu, has a magnificent and majestic, high Yunhan, can extend the wind and moon on the top, can be separated from the dust of the reputation, the building is dozens of zhang high, looking west from the window, it is the sea of the funeral god full of bloody killing, but that is only for the monks, for mortals, it is an excellent scenery, at this moment there are many sons and beauties overlooking the blue sky and blue sea, and they are admired.

From time to time, there was a pleasant laughter in the building, and Mo Er couldn't help but raise his head from the food, smack his mouth a few times, and complained: "If you really throw these guys into the Sea of Burial Gods, I'm afraid that there will be no scum left in the future." ”

Ye Bai took a long sip of the most famous rose dew in Guanhai Tower, only to feel that his throat was cold to the bone, and he praised it in his heart, and said strangely: "What do these mortals have to kill, could it be that they can still provide you with spirit stone treasures?"

Mo Er put down the jade chopsticks and said with a wicked smile: "You are still too inexperienced, although these mortals have no treasures, but their flesh and blood have a great attraction to the low-level demon beasts in the sea, and they are the supreme delicacy in the eyes of the sea beasts, similar to the pig ears you just ate." ”

Ye Bai was stunned, his stomach suddenly felt a little churning, he had no interest in eating, he drank in a sullen voice, and slandered in his heart, this old fat man loves to do things like to burn the piano and cook cranes, and kill the scenery.

Quickly remembering another thing, he asked, "In this way, the mortals of Water City are not very dangerous, don't they have to go out to sea to fish?"

Mo Er nodded and said: "The fishermen of Shuicheng usually only fish near the coastline and do not go too far, but the sea beasts do not dare to come to Xiangdu to make trouble, because there is Qiu Zhen, the Yuanying monk, who is in charge of the town, speaking of which, this is also the place where I admire him the most, a great monk, is willing not to pursue the avenue, but to ensure the safety of mortals, such a mind is not something ordinary people can have." ”

Ye Bai was stunned for a moment, and then thought thoughtfully.

Perhaps, he just wanted to protect this place that brought him the most profound memory.

Suddenly, Ye Bai had a strange omen in his heart, and said in a low voice: "How can this little thing, how can the nose be so sensitive, and you can smell the aroma of wine in the beast sealing card——"

I saw Ye Bai take out the beast sealing card, and with a slight click, the little spirit civet's round and chubby body appeared on the table.

"Squeak", as soon as the little civet was born, he was immediately so excited that he opened his teeth and claws, picked up the wine jug and drank it, until he burped after a few breaths, and then threw Ye Bai a resentful look.

Ye Bai was speechless at him, but as everyone knows, Mo Er beside him looked even more dumbfounded, pointed his finger at the little civet dog, and said intermittently for a long time: "Senior brother, this guy, where did you get it from?"

Ye Bai was full of doubts, just a raccoon cat, what was there to be surprised about, he didn't care: "Picked in the forest." ”

"Poof!"

Mo Er choked until he coughed and panted, slapped his chest a few times and said: "You kid, the dog luck is really good, this kind of raccoon, to be precise, should be a treasure hunting civet, the spiritual sense of treasures is extremely keen, and it is a rare helper for monks when hunting for treasures, and you, mixed with black and white spots, if I remember correctly, it should be a descendant of the royal vein in the treasure hunting raccoon family, and the spiritual sense is far beyond the ordinary treasure hunting raccoon, which will be of great benefit to you in the future." ”

Mo Eryan's face was salivating and envious to death, and he hated to stuff it into his pocket immediately.

Isn't it?

Ye Bai glanced at Mo Er suspiciously, don't say that he doesn't believe it, even the little spirit civet who understands people's words looks like you are lying, looking at Mo Er.

Ye Bai thought about it for a while and said, "Senior brother, is it wrong, there are still many demon beasts who are sensitive to aura, besides, this little guy, except for finding a few rotten fruits and a few pieces of broken ore, he didn't find any high-end goods." ”

The little civet suddenly stopped doing it, put down the wine jug, and there was a burst of fingering, squeaking, how to speak, return my things to me.

It's a pity that no one paid attention.

Mo Er Dao: "I'll answer your first question first, basically most of the demon beasts have an innate sense of the spirit grass and spirit stone, but this distance is extremely short, and it is purely generated by the five senses, and the treasure hunting civet is an instinctive talent from the soul, which is not the same, if you don't believe it, you can ask it yourself." ”

As soon as the little civet heard this, he immediately raised his toes and stiffened his fat chest.

Ye Bai knew its virtue, didn't look at it, and asked, "What about the second question?"

Mo Er glanced at him for no reason, and said earnestly: "Senior brother, what kind of cultivation are you now, where can you go, and what good goods can you expect it to bring you, you blame the wrong person!"

Ye Bairu was hit by a stick, rolled his eyes and said, "Even if I can go to those dangerous places, with its cultivation in the Qi refining period, it is still a question of whether I can save my life." ”

The little spirit civet suddenly hung his head and his breath was sluggish, speaking of which, its strength had not improved for a long time, which was also one of the reasons why Ye Bai had never dared to release him.

"That's a problem, and it stands to reason that an adult treasure hunter shouldn't have that strength, let me think about it. Mo Er scratched his head and said for a moment: "Senior brother, what do you usually feed him?"

Ye Bai remembered that since he subdued this little guy, he basically didn't care about it, and said embarrassedly: "Free-range, except for throwing it into the beast sealing card, most of the time, he is letting him find food outside." ”

"What?" Mo Er stood up abruptly, his eyes almost spewing fire.

Ye Bai, who saw it, shuddered, and hurriedly said: "Sometimes I will feed it a few spirit stones, although it is not much, but senior brother, you know, I don't have a lot of money." ”

Mo Er sat down dejectedly, and said with a sad face like hating iron and steel: "Tyrannical things, junior brother!"

"What do you mean by this, senior brother?"

Mo Er said solemnly: "Although the spirit stone is good, it is of no great use to it, the evolution of the demon beast still needs to be fed with the flesh and blood of the demon beast, the more powerful the demon beast, the more beneficial it is for their evolution, but it still needs to be gradual, not greedy and indiscriminate, be careful not to absorb it, and explode to death." ”

Ye Bai thought for a while, and said strangely: "No, senior brother, I have lived with it in the mountains for nearly ten years, and there are not a few demon beasts that have been killed, and I have never seen it eat these." ”

At this moment, even Mo Er was dumbfounded, and thought for a long time and said, "Doesn't this little guy eat flesh and blood?"

The two looked at the little civet together, and the little civet shook his paws with disdain, and said in his heart: Uncle doesn't eat that kind of thing.

"What should I do now? It won't want to eat. Ye Bai looked at Mo Er, he now had a little expectation for the little civet.

Mo Er took a deep breath, a vicious and fierce glint shot out of his eyes, and pretended to be mysterious: "According to old legends, mortals have a way to boil eagles, and junior brother might as well give it a try." ”

Ye Bai was curious: "How to boil the method?"

Mo Er pretended to be ruthless, categorical, and said sternly: "One word, hungry! Break its spirit stone, take away its wine, drain the aura in the beast sealing card, starve it for three years, and see if it eats or not!"

"Bang!"

The little civet cat's eyes darkened when he heard this, and he gasped and fell on the table.

I went back to my hometown and threw a day of seedlings, buddy, this old waist is a waste and I beg for a recommendation to collect it for comfort