Chapter Eight Wang Changxue

When Wang Changsheng learned the knowledge of cultivating immortals from the clan elders, he learned the prohibition of making spirit beasts recognize their masters.

Because of his lack of cash, Wang Changsheng did not tame the spirit beast, which has always been his regret. It was rare to meet this monster rat today, and Wang Changsheng wanted to recognize it as the owner, so as to add a little fun to the boring life.

With a flick of his wrist, the demon-tying rope pulled the yellow mouse into the air.

The yellow mouse let out a "chichi" cry, and its limbs twisted endlessly.

Wang Changsheng squatted down and began to mutter something. After a while, his hands glowed with a dazzling yellow light. When he pressed his hands on the ground, two dazzling yellow lights followed his hands and disappeared into the ground.

The next moment, the ground quickly petrified, the originally soft soil turned into hard gray stone, and a stone slab the size of Zhang Xu suddenly took shape.

Wang Changsheng took out a porcelain bowl and began to mutter words, a large amount of blue light emerged out of thin air and turned into clear water amidst the sound of incantations.

He cut his wrist with a dagger, and let blood flow into a porcelain bowl filled with clear water.

Wang Changsheng dipped his fingers in blood, and drew a mysterious pattern two feet long and wide on the stone slab, and hit a formula on the mysterious pattern.

The mysterious pattern suddenly brightened, and after a twirl, it flew out from the stone slab, and submerged into the yellow mouse's body in a flash.

Wang Changsheng felt that he had established a special connection with the yellow mouse, and this feeling was like a touch of his hands or feet.

After recognizing the master, Wang Changsheng's tactic changed, and the yellow mouse was released from the rope that bound the demon, and the yellow mouse immediately rushed to the hole in the pool.

Wang Changsheng made a tactic with one hand, and the yellow mouse let out a scream and fell to the ground.

After a wild monster recognizes its master, its wildness is hard to change, and it must be domesticated slowly.

Wang Changsheng hesitated for a moment, took out a wooden jar from the storage bag, opened it, and a strong rice fragrance wafted out. Inside the wooden jar were some crystal clear blue rice grains, exuding a peculiar smell.

The yellow mouse sniffed lightly a few times, then turned around, looking at the wooden jar in Wang Changsheng's hand with narrowed eyes.

Wang Changsheng smiled calmly, and poured the few blue rice grains left in the wooden jar on the stone slab. After a little hesitation, he picked up another twenty grains, put them back in the wooden jar, and said to the yellow mouse, "Be honest, and you will be rewarded every month from now on." , I’ll give you some blue moon spirit rice.”

The yellow mouse didn't understand Wang Changsheng's words, but it couldn't resist the strange fragrance from the Lanyue Lingmi. After hesitating for a moment, it ran towards Wang Changsheng.

The blue moon spirit rice is a middle-grade first-grade spirit rice, which is cooked every three years. There are twelve grains of blue moon spirit rice on the stone slab, yes, twelve grains.

The mother who travels thousands of miles is worried that every once in a while, mother Liu Qing'er will use the spirit stones she saved to buy some blue moon spirit rice and ask someone to send it to Wang Changsheng.

Wang Changsheng would only eat a small bowl of Blue Moon Spirit rice every ten days and half a month, and his life was very tight. If it wasn't for taming this spirit mouse, he would not be willing to take out twelve grains of Blue Moon Spirit rice!

The yellow mouse ate up the twelve grains of Blue Moon Spirit Rice after three attacks and five divisions.

Twelve grains of Blue Moon Spirit Rice did not fill its stomach, it actually stood up on its hind legs like a human, and let out a "chichi" cry, as if expressing something.

Through the communication of spiritual consciousness, Wang Changsheng clearly sensed the longing emotion from the yellow mouse.

"It's not enough to give you a half, what a glutton!"

Wang Changsheng smiled lightly, took out ten grains of blue moon blue rice, and put them in the palm of his hand.

The yellow mouse couldn't reach it, hesitated for a moment, climbed onto Wang Changsheng's body along Wang Changsheng's trousers, jumped into Wang Changsheng's palm, and ate ten grains of Blue Moon Spirit Rice.

"Chichi!"

The yellow mouse lay obediently on Wang Changsheng's palm, flicking its tail back and forth, and Wang Changsheng could feel that it was very happy.

"You must have eaten a lot of good things, little guy. You look fat." Wang Changsheng grabbed the bloated yellow mouse and smiled lightly.

"Chichi!"

The yellow mouse kept barking, as if protesting that Wang Changsheng laughed at it for being fat.

"Okay, it's getting late, come home with me first." Wang Changsheng stuffed the yellow mouse into his arms, turned and walked outside.

In another year, he will leave here, and this spiritual vein will not be needed, but he still uses the earth wall technique to block the entrance of the cave.

After leaving the cave, Wang Changsheng's lips moved a few times, and a white cloud appeared out of thin air under his feet, supporting him to lift into the sky slowly, and flew towards the distance.

After returning to Lianhua Island, Wang Changsheng returned to the boring life of penance.

Practice spells in the morning, meditate in the afternoon and evening, the days are relatively boring, but with the spirit mouse as a companion, it is better than before.

Among all the arts of cultivation, there is the skill of beast control, but Wang Changsheng came out to work two years in advance, so he didn't know much about the skill of beast control.

He didn't know what the spirit mouse's name was, only that it liked to eat.

Two months passed quickly.

Early this morning, Wang Changsheng was having breakfast, and the spirit mouse was lying on the table, eating a yellow croaker with relish.

Every time he ate a meal, Wang Changsheng would feed the spirit mouse with some food, and gradually won the trust of the spirit mouse.

Now that Wang Changsheng is chasing it, it is unwilling to leave Wang Changsheng.

At this moment, Wang Qiusheng came in suddenly, and before he could speak, his face changed when he saw the spirit mouse on the table, and he hurriedly said, "Uncle Jiu, forgive me, my grandson was slack, and let the mouse run in, grandson!" Now take it away."

After saying that, he walked quickly towards the spirit mouse.

The spirit mouse seemed to have sensed something, let out a "chichi" cry, and rushed to Wang Changsheng's shoulder in twos and threes.

This frightened Wang Qiusheng. Before he could open his mouth to plead guilty, Wang Changsheng said, "Don't make a fuss. This is my domesticated spirit mouse. I have been eating a lot lately, and most of the food has been eaten by it."

"Spirit rat! That's how it is." Wang Qiusheng breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a smile, "My grandson thought it was a rat that came from somewhere! But having said that, Jiu Shugong's spirit rat is quite similar to the medicine-seeking rat. "

"The drug-seeking rat! Tell me about the drug-seeking rat!" Wang Changsheng suddenly became interested.

"The medicine-hunting rat, also known as the golden-eyed rat, is a mutated species of mole. It is bloated, has a sharp mouth, is good at digging holes, and has a keen sense of smell. It can easily find some rare medicinal materials. Experienced herb pickers will domesticate the medicine-hunting rat. Come to find some medicinal herbs. My grandson’s family runs a herbal medicine business and has domesticated a few drug-seeking rats. The shape and characteristics of this spirit mouse are similar to those of a drug-seeking rat. It’s impossible to catch it back, an experienced drug-seeking mouse is worth several thousand taels of silver in the market!” Wang Qiusheng said eloquently.

Wang Changsheng suddenly realized that it was no wonder that this spirit mouse was able to dig through the pool. It turned out that it was naturally good at digging holes and finding elixir.

"By the way, you are in a hurry, what happened?"

"Second aunt is here, she's just outside!"

Wang Changsheng's eyes lit up, and he couldn't wait to ask: "Second Sister is here? Where is she? Take me to see her."

"No need, Ninth Brother, I'll just come in by myself." A clear and pleasant female voice sounded.

As soon as the words fell, a woman in a yellow dress walked in.

The woman in the yellow skirt was about twenty years old, with black hair pulled high, with delicate features, a bit of heroism between her brows, and two eyes as bright as stars.

The woman was none other than Wang Changsheng's cousin Wang Changxue.