Waste wood knows everything

Under the desperate refusal of the treasure book to cry, make trouble, and tear the cover, the name Sheng Jiang failed to gain a place in the cultivation world after all.

Si Ran settled for the next best thing, and gave the new species the name Ghost Miser Grass. The abbreviation is Ghost Miscellaneous Grass.

The words "ghost obsessed with heart orifice grass" also showed its unique status. Other ghost grasses are obsessed with other people's eyes, but this grass is obsessed with one's own heart, and there is no way to save it.

The ghost grass in front of him was still showcasing its charm in a splendor, so he stared at it for a few seconds, then perfunctorily picked up a few weeds and covered it up, it was his last bit of goodwill towards the fate of thousands of miles .

Silly grass, the most important thing in making grass is to be low-key, I will paste some grass for you to cover up the colorful light, thank you.

Siran turned around and continued walking into the depths of the forest. His main purpose of entering the forest this time was to find food for himself. It was really unexpected to encounter a certain grass.

There was a screeching sound behind him, and he glanced over at the sound, only to see the ghost grass shaking its colorful leaves, shaking the weeds off his body in disgust.

Siran: "..."

Siran smiled coldly.

It's a miracle that this grass is so stupid and still alive.

He turned his head and ignored the ghost grass behind him, stepped on the overgrown vegetation on the ground and walked forward, with a smell of earth and a scent of flowers on the tip of his nose.

Behind him, the originally colorful flower shook its leaves and turned into a large pure white flower with an extraordinarily strong fragrance.

Siran walked for a long time, and the whole person began to doubt life. Although this Linguan Peak is a little deserted due to Yun Mo's majesty, it's not like you can't even see a beast hair?Could it be that Yun Mo has evolved to the point where even spirit beasts can scare them away?

hiss--

Just after Siran couldn't help thinking about what horrific things Yunmo had done to the spirit beast, a crisp bird call pierced into his ears, and all the random thoughts in his mind were instantly emptied.

He licked his lips, subconsciously stepped lightly, and leaned behind a particularly huge towering ancient tree, poked his head out, and looked not far away.

A small group of birds with golden-red feathers gathered together, each bird was about half the height of a person, with its wings folded by its sides, its two thighs were very strong, its tail was raised high, and its gorgeous golden-red tail feathers looked extraordinarily beautiful.

These are a group of red-winged golden-tailed birds, first-order spirit beasts, good at flying, with wide wingspan and no special attack power.

It's just that this group of birds looks a little bit fatter, with round and protruding bellies, fat piles of fat under the small birds' heads, and trembling when walking, very Q-bomb.

Siran was not sure: "This group is indeed red-winged golden-tailed birds, not their mutant red-winged golden-tailed pigs or something?"

Baoshu: [Ah... In terms of species, it is indeed a bird. 】

With this sentence, Si Ran felt relieved.

He has a seventh level of Qi refining and has not learned any offensive spells or martial arts, so he can only bully this first-level spirit beast that is not aggressive.

Siran dug out a bow and a few arrows from the storage bag, and asked Baoshu to adjust the elementary bow and arrow entry manual to take a look. He compared what he learned and sold with a barely standard posture, narrowed his eyes slightly, and aimed at the The fattest pig...ah no, bird.

Bows and arrows flew out with a sudden full of expectations, with an indomitable momentum!

Then it quickly stabbed into the gap between the claws of the red-winged golden-tailed bird....

Siran: "..."

Baoshu: [This is also another level of precision... If you want to be more open, others may not be able to shoot so accurately if they want to shoot. 】

The flying horizontal arrow startled the red-winged golden-tailed bird. It froze when it lowered its head to eat grass. Doudou stared at the arrow in the middle of its paws. With a movement of the bird's head, it keenly and accurately captured the feeling of being so lost that it hadn't retracted its head. Siran.

It raised its head and let out a loud cry, then strode over with two fat thighs and strode over.

At this moment, Siran seemed to see an ostrich pig.

Treasure book in bold and large characters: [Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh——]

"Hold on! Hold on!" Siran hated iron and steel, "It's just a first-order spirit beast, what are you afraid of, watch me shoot—tsk, no, this pig runs too fast, and the distance is too close to play well. "

Maybe it was the bonus of the strong thighs, even if the bird didn't fly, it was extremely fast, and it rushed to Siran in a few breaths.

Siran rummaged around in the storage bag, but couldn't find any other weapons except bows and arrows. He looked at the bows and arrows in his hand, and at the bird that was close at hand, and suddenly realized.

Close combat is the true meaning of archers!

Si Ran picked up the corner of the bow and arrow and pasted it towards the bird's head. He used [-]% of his strength for this blow, the muscle fibers contracted sharply, the bow crossed an arc, and fell hard——

The red-winged golden-tailed bird shrank its neck with an agility that didn't fit its size, and its small head precisely brushed past the bow, and then slammed into a big tree beside it. It rolled its eyes and fainted. past.

As soon as Siran shot down the air, he staggered a few steps forward unsteadily. Before he could stabilize his body for the next attack, he saw the real version of the wait-and-see appeared in front of him.

Siran coughed lightly: "... I can count it as blocking its movement."

The red-winged golden-tailed bird in front of him looked even fatter up close, and suddenly he felt an indescribable sense of satisfaction. Eighteen cooking methods for chicken had already appeared in his mind. He held the bird's tail and prepared to cook it It dragged back and cooked slowly.

Before he took a step, the sound of hurried footsteps came, his eyes froze, his fingers clenched the bow and arrow, and he looked in the direction of the sound.

"Keep pigs—!"

Before the person arrived, the sound came first. A young man with short hair and messy hair ran over panting. His clothes were torn many times. The whole person seemed to be fished out of the water. sweat.

The young man stood still about five or six meters in front of Siran, noticed Siran's vigilant gaze, scratched his head, and explained: "Well, in the next issue of Yanfeng Liu Sirui, these red-winged golden-tailed birds are kept in captivity by me. Here, so that—”

Siran felt a pain in his heart.

Home, does it actually have a master?

He did not give up and said: "This is Linguan Peak."

As we all know, Linguan Peak is the peak where Yun Mo lives alone, and he is only an outsider. golden tail bird?

"It's only in Linguan Peak that you can raise them." Liu Sirui smiled brightly, "All the ones I raised in other peaks have been destroyed, and there are only a few people left in Linguan Peak. I'm still waiting to sell them. Where's the money?"

Siran said decisively: "Then I will buy it."

Liu Sirui's eyes brightened: "A tail feather, a middle-grade spirit stone!"

"Tail feathers?" Siran looked down at the bird's beautiful feathers, "Are you only selling the tail feathers? Can you sell the whole one?"

Liu Sirui looked a bit embarrassed: "The tail feathers of the red-winged golden-tailed bird can be regenerated. I managed to feed them into pigs, and it took a lot of effort."

Siran finally asked the question in his heart: "Could it be that if the bird is fatter, the quality of the tail feathers will be better?"

But this is not written in the treasure book.

Liu Sirui said: "Ah? Isn't it, this is so fat that he can't fly anymore!"

Siran: "..."

"Although this bird has no attack power, it flies high and fast, so it's difficult to keep it in captivity." Liu Sirui was quite proud, "I've been thinking about it for a long time before I came up with this method."

Siran nodded in amazement: "It's amazing, can the whole bird be sold?"

Liu Sirui hesitated: "The cost of feeding a bird—"

Si Ranluan: "Add money, ten middle-grade spirit stones."

Liu Sirui quickly said: "Deal!"

Siran searched and searched in the storage bag, took out and took out, but he didn't find anything for a long time. Seeing that Liu Sirui's eyes were already a little suspicious, he frowned and took out the bag from the storage bag. Come up with a piece of... high-grade spirit stone.

"After searching for a long time, I found that there are only top-grade spirit stones left," Siran said, "Why don't you find some change?"

Only top-grade spirit stones are left.

Top grade spirit stone.

top grade.

Liu Sirui has never seen such a fresh and refined way of showing off his wealth, and for a moment, the four characters of top-grade spirit stone echoed and circled in his mind, which could not be dispelled for a long time.

The author has something to say: Liu Sirui: I'm sure, it's a feeling of heartbeat.