Chapter 70 Qing Feng Peng

A total of thirty-six second-level loving-kindness fruits were harvested;

Eighteen first-level life-extending flat peaches;

Seventy-two first-level immortal pears.

Ye Changsheng began to pack the spiritual fruits.

Seventy first-level immortal pears, thirty-six in one jade box, and thirty-four in one jade box.

Twelve first-level life-extending flat peaches, five in one jade box and seven in one jade box.

Twenty-nine second-level loving-kindness fruits, five in one jade box, and twenty-four in one jade box.

After packing it up, Ye Changsheng personally delivered it to Ye Jiulong.

Ye Jiulong naturally expressed his gratitude again.

The remaining three second-level loving-kindness fruits, six life-extending flat peaches, and two immortal pear-leaf longevity were sent to grandfather Ye Jiuhu.

After all, grandpa cannot live without some resources.

Of course, these resources are just a slight supplement to the foundation-building monks.

If the two men's storage bags are to be enriched, they have to wait for Ye Changsheng to continue to give birth.

Ye Changsheng returned to Changsheng Garden and released the three-legged fire crow.

The three-legged fire crow is already the size of a calf. It is completely black, and its feathers glow with a dark red metallic sheen in the sunlight.

Its smart eyes sparkled with wisdom, as if it could see through everything.

Three powerful claws grip the ground firmly, and the tips of the claws are extremely sharp.

As soon as Ye Changsheng approached, the three-legged fire crow flapped its wings happily and came towards him, making clear and sweet chirps as if to say hello to its owner.

Ye Changsheng stretched out his hand and gently stroked the smooth feathers of the fire crow, with a loving smile on his face.

The fire crow pecked the palm of his hand affectionately with its beak.

"Little guy, no one is playing with you during this time, so you must be lonely."

Ye Changsheng said in a gentle tone.

Fire Crow tilted his head, as if he understood his master's words, and nodded vigorously.

Ye Changsheng took out a piece of dried meat, which is the favorite food of spiritual beasts, from his arms. The three-legged fire crow immediately became excited and stamped the ground with its three feet.

It took the dried meat in its mouth and swallowed it like a whirlwind, making Ye Changsheng laugh.

After the fire crow had eaten its fill, it spread its wings and took Ye Changsheng around in the Changsheng Garden. Sometimes it flies to the treetops, sometimes it falls on Ye Changsheng's shoulders, like a lively and active child.

In fact, the three-legged fire crow's favorite food is the Sun Sunflower, which is a fire-attribute spirit beast. Naturally, it likes fire-attribute elixirs.

But the seven or eight hundred sunflowers that Ye Changsheng gave birth to last time have been eaten.

Moreover, the little guy is a second-level spiritual beast, and the demand for first-level spiritual seeds is not that great. Ye Changsheng urgently needs a second-level spiritual seed similar to the Sun Spirit Sunflower for the cultivation of the three-legged fire crow.

After Ye Changsheng teased the three-legged fire crow, he let it go and asked it to look for food outside the Zhulong Mountains.

After all, now that I have built a foundation, I am confident that I can protect a second-level spiritual beast.

Ye Changsheng continued to retreat.

…

Ye Dongran's side.

The small spirit stone vein that the Huang family had been competing with in the past few years was about to collect spirit stones once every six months.

For the safety of the spirit stone, Ye Jiuhu went there before.

Now that Ye Dongran has also established the foundation, this work has been transferred to his hands.

Ye Dongran arrived at the Lingshi mine and collected eight thousand Lingshi before embarking on his return journey.

Ye Dongran controlled the flying sword and flew rapidly above the sea of ​​clouds outside Qingzhu Peak.

The breeze blew across his cheek, but his heart was filled with uneasiness.

Just after flying a few hundred miles, he felt something was wrong with the momentum. Suddenly, two black shadows flashed in front of him, and then two foundation-building monks, one behind the other, blocked his way.

"How dare someone ambush me here!"

Ye Dongran's heart tightened and he quickly stopped flying. He held the flying sword in one hand and took out the defensive magic weapon Black Turtle Shield from the storage bag with the other hand.

At the same time, he quickly crushed the jade slip and sent a distress signal to Ye Jiuhu.

Messaging jade slips are more advanced messaging items than teleportation talismans, and are difficult for opponents to intercept. Ye Dongran knew that as long as Ye Jiuhu received the signal, he would rush to support as quickly as possible.

The two foundation-building monks looked at Ye Dongran with a sneer, and one of them said: "Boy, if you are sensible, just hand over the storage bag. Maybe we can spare your life."

Ye Dongran snorted coldly, and the flying sword made a crisp sound in his hand: "If you want my things, it depends on whether you have the ability!"

Before he finished speaking, Ye Dongran activated his flying sword. The sword's light was like a rainbow, piercing straight towards the monk in front.

The monk sneered and waved the long knife in his hand. The light of the knife flashed and collided with the flying sword, making a loud noise.

Another monk surrounded Ye Dongran from the side, and the magic weapon in his hand turned into a flame and rushed towards Ye Dongran.

Ye Dongran quickly activated the Black Turtle Shield, and the shield formed a strong defensive barrier in front of him, blocking the flame attack.

However, the two monks' attacks came like a tide, and Ye Dongran gradually felt that he was unable to do what he wanted.

At this moment, there was a rapid sound of breaking through the air in the distance. Ye Jiuhu drove the flying boat and quickly rushed to the battlefield.

When he saw Ye Dongran in danger, he was furious. He swung the flying sword in his hand, and the sword light was like lightning, and it pierced one of the monks.

When the monk saw this, he hurriedly retreated, but his shoulder was still scratched by the sword light, and blood flowed freely.

Seeing this, another monk immediately turned around to confront Ye Jiuhu. The two fought instantly, their magical weapons colliding and sparks flying.

Ye Jiuhu's cultivation level was obviously higher than that of his opponent, but the two opponents cooperated tacitly, and their offense and defense were orderly. It was difficult for Ye Jiuhu to win for a while.

During the battle, Ye Jiuhu discovered that the two monks were both in the middle stage of Foundation Establishment, and was secretly anxious.

"It seems that we can only use Qingfeng Peng!"

Ye Jiuhu summoned Qingfeng Peng from his spirit beast bag with a thought.

Qingfeng Peng's wings spread out to a length of ten feet, its feathers sparkled like jade, its eyes were like lightning, and it looked majestic.

As soon as Qingfeng Peng appeared, it let out a long roar, flapped its wings, and a strong wind blew up, making the two monks unstable.

Then it spread its wings and flew high, swooped down, and its sharp claws went straight to one of the monks. The monk was horrified and dodged in a hurry, but was still scratched by Qingfeng Peng's claws, and blood flowed.

Seeing this, the other monk's face changed drastically, and he exclaimed: "This is actually a second-level upper-grade demon beast!"

Ye Dongran was also shocked, and thought to himself: "Ye Jiuhu actually has such a high-grade spirit beast!"

Ye Jiuhu took the opportunity to urge the flying sword, and the sword light was like a rainbow, piercing straight at one of the monks.

The monk hurriedly waved his sword to resist, but under the double attack of Ye Jiuhu and Qingfeng Peng, it seemed very strenuous.

Qing Feng Peng's claws were like hooks, and he suddenly pounced on another monk. The monk's magic weapon turned into a flame, trying to block Qing Feng Peng's attack.

However, Qing Feng Peng's speed was extremely fast, and his claws were like lightning. He instantly grabbed the monk's shoulder and tore it hard. Blood splashed. The monk screamed and fell to the ground, dying.

Seeing this, the other monk was terrified and turned around to run away.

However, how could Qing Feng Peng let him escape?

With a flap of his wings, a strong wind suddenly rose, and he caught up with the monk in an instant, and pounced down with his claws like hooks.

The monk waved the long sword in his hand, trying to resist Qing Feng Peng's attack, but he seemed very powerless in front of Qing Feng Peng's powerful strength.

Qing Feng Peng tore the monk's body in half with his claws, blood splashed, and he died instantly.

Ye Jiuhu looked at the bodies of the two monks and frowned slightly: "These people don't look like ordinary bandits. They should be well prepared. It seems that this incident is related to the Huang family."

Ye Dongran nodded, knowing that the conspiracy behind this is complicated: "We must go back as soon as possible, report the matter to the family, and be prepared to deal with it."

Ye Jiuhu first put away the storage bags of the two people, and then used the flying sword to take off the heads of the two.

Then he helped Ye Dongran up and drove the flying boat back to Qingzhu Peak quickly.