Mingyue of the Song Dynasty http://www./0_1/   The latest work of Xiangnan Xiaoxiaosheng! "Son, I haven't been home for so long this time." Gu Banyue complained a little. It's okay if she didn't come back. When Qiu Ming was in college, it didn't take him back once a week. But he always had to make a phone call or send a WeChat message or something?

"I'm in seclusion and didn't pay attention to the time. This is not coming back."

In a word, Gu Banyue stopped asking. They are also practitioners, and they know that they will forget time when they are in seclusion. In fact, they are even more curious. They have never seen their son go into seclusion before, but their cultivation has grown very fast.

If it weren't for the fact that Qiu Ming had no evil aura, they would have thought Qiu Ming had fallen into the devil's path. This time, Qiu Ming said he was in seclusion, which actually gave them aside their doubts.

"Huh? Mom, did you eat something strange for the props?" Qiu Ming saw the props shaking his head and running over, why did he feel that the props seemed to have a much stronger breath?

"No, I will give it whatever you eat, but it is better than us. It doesn't eat spicy food, numb food, or hardship."

"Is it because of eating that bone? There's nothing else. Oh, by the way, the props seemed a little restless one night ago and didn't want to sleep."

Qiu Ming walked to the doghouse of the prop and looked at it. The bones were still there, but the breath on the bones was much weaker, and there were several tooth marks on it. It seemed that it would not take long before the props could chew the bones and swallow them.

Is the change of props because of absorbing the spiritual power of heaven and earth in this bone?

So what happened to the restlessness of props at night? The small body of props should not have reached that period, right?

"Props, come here."

The prop jumped on Qiu Ming's legs, tilted his head, and looked at his father cutely.

A stream of spiritual energy floated in Qiu Ming's palm, slowly covering the props. The props squinted their eyes, looking very enjoyable.

It seems that his guess is correct. The props can actually absorb the free spiritual energy between heaven and earth! This also means that the props are considered spirit beasts or monsters, and it is not in vain to cultivate them so hard.

"Good boy, you're amazing." Qiu Ming was very satisfied. Maybe it won't take long before the props evolve.

Qiu Ming rubbed the props' belly, why didn't he get something for the props to evolve faster and more powerfully?

The blood of the same origin monster or spirit beast has better effect on props, so there are not many options available. One is a wolf monster, and the other is naturally the Xiaotian Dog!

It is not easy to get some blood from the Xiaotian Dog, because it is not easy to meet the Xiaotian Dog.

Wait a minute, there seems to be another divine beast at home, and it is a unique divine beast in the world.

"What! No, how can I let the props drink my blood!" The Nine-Colored Deer was very unhappy. Who would be willing to be bleeding?

"It's not that you can bite the props and drink it. You just need to put a little bit, a little bit is enough. Putting a little bit of blood will have no effect on you, right? When you watch TV series, many people donate blood."

"Can they be the same as me?" asked the Nine-Colored Deer.

Indeed, the more power the Nine-Colored Deer blood contains than that of a person. The stronger the person, the more he values ​​his own qi and blood, because it is difficult to make up for it.

"Nine-Colored Deer, think about it, we are helping props. Let's do this, I'll give the props a little blood first, and you also hope that the props can be played with you all the time in the future, right?"

Qiu Ming didn't know whether his blood would be useful to props. Another thing was that he was worried that props would become bloodthirsty in the future or rely too much on blood evolution.

But it is OK to check the effect first. If the props are bloodthirsty, he will educate them well!

Props looked at my father in a daze, what is this? Why did my father cut his finger and drip it into my bowl? Isn’t this going to let me have supper!

"Props, be good, dad's blood contains a lot of spiritual power. You can eat it and see if it works for you."

The prop shook his head. It grew so big that it had never eaten raw meat. I didn't like the smell of blood! Besides, this is my father's blood, how can it eat my father's blood?

And the nine-colored deer was staring at it. It suspected that if it ate its father's blood, the nine-colored deer would push it away when it came up!

Qiu Ming sighed, if you don’t eat it, just don’t eat it. If the props really become bloodthirsty, he will have a headache. It’s great now.

However, props are not without the chance to grow into the powerful Xiaotian Dog. Didn’t Xiaotian Dog just swallow a dragon ball? Qiu Ming is not easy to get dragon balls, but you can get some close relatives of the dragon clan, such as dragon pearls, fish pearls, turtle beads, etc. Maybe they can also mutate and evolve the props, and it will not be so dangerous.

Qiu Ming likes the appearance of Hatchers, but he doesn't want to turn into a dragon dog after eating the dragon ball, and two horns grow on his head.

"Okay, then I won't eat it, this dad will throw it away." Qiu Ming threw the things from the prop plate into a garbage bag and threw them into the trash can in the stairwell.

The Nine-Colored Deer looked at the props with satisfaction, boy, you know what you know!

At night, when Qiu Ming was thinking about how to help his parents break through, the nine-colored deer ran over: "Qiu Ming, something seems wrong with the props. Are you not full?"

In the eyes of the Nine Color Deer, if you don’t eat enough, you can keep the props from sleeping at night.

What was wrong with the prop? Qiu Ming remembered that his mother told him that the prop had an agitation before, and it was also at night. He looked up at the window. Could it be because of this?

At this time, the full moon outside the window was the most powerful moon in January. The power of moon is very suitable for the aliens to absorb. Even the Xiaotian Dog is still absorbing the power of moon.

"Props, do you think the power emitted by the moon is very attractive to you, right?" Seeing the prop, Qiu Ming smiled and took it up the rooftop.

As soon as Qiu Ming put down the props, he saw the props tilted their little faces and stared at the moon. A trace of the moonlight contained in the moonlight also penetrated into the concrete part of the Tao little by little.

Great, props can absorb the power of moonlight, and then they will grow faster. Since props are unwilling to eat blood, then give the props some elixirs, similar to the dog food of Xiaotian Dog.

He used to be too weak to refine a reduced version of his power, but now he has become an immortal, and the spiritual power in his body has also been transformed into the power of immortal spirits. Although it is still different from that of ordinary immortals, at least the spiritual power has undergone qualitative changes and has become even more powerful.

At that time, Qiu Ming could not refine the immortal pill, but now, he felt that he could try it, especially when he met the Eight Immortals again. In the world of "The Eyebrow Cycle", he also got a lot of alchemy recipes from alchemy, and his understanding of alchemy was one step closer.

He will let the props grow rapidly, and the target template... is still the Xiaotian Dog!
Chapter completed!