A loud "boom" sounded, shaking the ground three times. Miao Xiaomiao hid behind a huge rock and resisted the invasion of the strong wind. When he saw the giant tree next to him being broken by the strong wind, his face changed again, he stretched out his sharp claws and tightly grasped the ground.

"Dangdangdang..." All kinds of debris hit the huge rock and made a sound. Miao Xiaomiao couldn't help but observe a moment of silence for the disciple of Qingding Dao Palace.

He is still disabled even if he is not dead now...

Soon, the strong wind dissipated, and the little cat carefully stretched out its head and looked towards the direction of the strong wind. It saw smoke and dust lingering over there, and the light of spirit spread out, and it also made a "rumbling" sound from time to time. It was really amazing.

After a little sense, Miao Xiaomiao licked her lips and used the Huachen Three-Running Jade Art to escape.

After passing through the smoke and dust area, a large pit that was about several meters deep and several radius appeared in front of Miao Xiaomiao. The giant trees here had already been destroyed, which gave Miao Xiaomiao an intuitive understanding of the power of the spiritual power burst here just now.

A broken backpack lies at the bottom of the pit. The surface of the pit is extremely dim. After just a few breaths, it becomes like a normal object. At the bottom, there is a large hole that accounts for one-third of the area. The edges are jagged and look severely damaged.

Miao Xiaomiao looked around suspiciously and found no traces left by the disciple of the Taoist Palace just now.

"Regularly speaking, if it were nothing, he would have come out to take the basket away. If there was something wrong, he should have left a trace. It would be impossible for me to have nothing." Miao Xiaomiao thought about it and couldn't think of it. She shook her head and simply stopped thinking about it. Instead, she looked at the basket, her eyes shining.

He stretched out his front paws and gently touched the backpack. After finding nothing unusual, he boldly stepped forward and picked it up.

"It actually became lighter!" Miao Xiaomiao was a little excited. He knew that it was not suitable for a long time. So he used the light body technique to hang in the air while holding the basket. Then, regardless of the consumption of spiritual power, he continued to use the Huachen Three-Run Jade Technique.

In an instant, his figure fled into the distance like an arrow from a string.

After arriving at the safe place, Miao Xiaomiao landed on the ground panting. He looked at the backpack helplessly. Although this extremely special magic weapon was much lighter, it could not be stored in the storage space.

Miao Xiaomiao's figure is too different from the backpack. If you want to take it away, you can only float in the air. In this way, both spiritual power consumption and danger will increase exponentially.

At this moment, Miao Xiaomiao suddenly thought of the actions of the disciples of the Qingding Dao Palace before. His eyes lit up and he had an idea.

After the defensive talisman was sacrificed, Miao Xiaomiao put the basket upright, then stepped on her four steps, and her mind and spiritual power rushed towards the basket together.

As expected, there was a method of sacrificial refining in the back basket. The method was not too difficult. It took only a few breaths, and Miao Xiaomiao recorded it.

According to the method, the Miao Xiao Miao's stepping changes frequently, and mysterious runes condensed in the void. After the runes were slightly shaken, they merged into the backpack with the spiritual power of Miao Xiao Miao.

This time the sacrifice was quite smooth and consumed much less spiritual power than the disciple, which made Miao Xiaomiao feel a little worried about the damage to the back basket.

He originally thought that even if it was damaged, it would be higher-level or above, but now it seems that the situation may be very bad. It would be great to be able to maintain the higher-level level.

"Buzz..." The backpack trembled slightly, and a message inside it emerged, and then it was reflected in Miao Xiaomiao's mind.

"Mu Si Haozheng? What the hell is this?" Miao Xiaomiao rolled her eyes in her heart, and when she moved her mind, she saw that the backpack named Mu Si Haozheng suddenly shrank.

Looking at Mu Si Haozheng in front of him, Miao Xiaomiao turned her head and thought, then climbed onto the giant tree next to her and broke two tender green branches.

Then he used these two branches to make a strap and tied it to the side of Mu Si Haozheng.

When all this was done, Miao Xiaomiao admired his masterpiece.

"This magic weapon is really suitable for me." Miao Xiaomiao finally had his first magic weapon.

Although this magic weapon is only a mid-level character now, it is enough for him to use it. After he put it on his back, Miao Xiaomiao started his journey of collecting herbs again.

Now he is more like a medicinal collector, but... his body is like a meow, and the basket behind him is many times more broken than the ones that a mortal medicinal collector is.

In this way, Miao Xiaomiao was collecting herbs while looking for other disciples of the Taoist palace.

Finally, late at night, he met two disciples from Zi Kun Dao Palace next to a stream.

These two disciples are Mu Qingyun and Lin Muwan who were chased by the four-cornered dragon before!

When Meow Xiaomiao appeared in front of them, Mu Qingyun didn't say anything, Lin Muwan shouted and sank into the water.

"Meow..." Meow Xiaomiao contempts Lin Muwan. In his opinion, it was a stupid behavior to make him wet.

The dust cleaning technique is so good. Although it consumes some spiritual power, it saves time and effort.

"You are not a monster!" Mu Qingyun on the shore gathered her wet hair, then her figure shook, and her whole body was refreshed.

Miao Xiaomiao nodded. He was eager to confirm his guess, so he didn't want to cause trouble. So he sent a voice to him: "I am a disciple of the Chihuo Dao Palace, and the two junior sisters should be disciples of the Zikun Dao Palace."

"Junior sister..." The name mentioned by Miao Xiaomiao made Mu Qingyun feel absurd.

But she was stunned for a moment, then reacted, bowed to Miao Xiaomiao, and said, "I would like to ask Brother Dao to show the token of the next Dao Palace."

Miao Xiaomiao knew that this was a normal step, so she retracted her breath again and sacrificed the identity wooden sign from her body.

"I am really a disciple of the Red Fire Dao Palace." Mu Qingyun's mind moved and she bowed again.

At the same time, Lin Muwan under the water swam to the shore and used a magic trick to cover her body.

When the white mist dissipated, she walked to the front of Miao Xiaomiao and gave a reluctant gift.

Miao Xiaomiao didn't know that Lin Muwan scolded him in her heart. He looked at the two beautiful junior sisters in front of him, and Miao said, "Don't you know that the two junior sisters have tried wooden signs to transmit voice?"

Mu Qingyun and Lin Muwan looked at each other and shook their heads together. They didn't have time to do such things. They were chased by the four-horned dragon shortly after entering the secret realm. Later, they encountered the three-tailed mysterious bird. Fortunately, the three-tailed mysterious bird was attracted by something while fighting with them, and flew away quickly, otherwise... they would die.
Chapter completed!