Beast Blood Panlong

Thump, thump...

After knocking down all the people, Baique combed the hair on his body with his snow-white claws as if there was no one around, and then flew away. Before leaving, he even tilted his neck and glanced at Sanbao.

"Third brother, are you okay?" Sanbao hurriedly came to Luo Xian and helped him up. At the same time, a spiritual force lightly shook Luo Xian's body, waking Luo Xian up.

"No, it's okay! Sanbao, you, why are you here?" Luo Xian was obviously a little top-heavy, shook his head, and finally managed to regain his balance.

"I don't have time to talk to you now. The one just now is the lucky bird Baique. You take these people back first, and I will chase the Baique." After discovering that Luo Xian was fine, Sanbao quickly spread his wings, and then

Fly away in the direction the white sparrow left.

In his mind, Sambo completely locked the white bird one kilometer away.

After leaving the Fire Cloud Cave, Sanbao discovered that the sensing range of his spiritual sense (or consciousness, or soul power, it all means the same thing) reached an astonishing four kilometers.

This means that as long as the three treasures exert their soul power with all their strength, all movements within four kilometers around them will be in their minds.

This is more than twice as powerful as the soul sensing power of an ordinary one-star Lingxuan, which is less than two kilometers away.

Although the soul's induction is not as clear as what can be seen with the eyes, the induction of the soul's power is more sensitive than the eyes, and will not be affected too much by the dark night and obstacles.

Just like now, the sky is completely dark, and Baique is one kilometer away from Sanbao. There are countless trees between the two of them, but Sanbao can completely sense Baique's existence and location by using his powerful soul power.

Most of the forest was dark, except for a few small insects that could emit some small light, but this did not block the two figures, one white and one black, in the sky.

In the low altitude of the forest, the white sparrow seemed to fly very slowly and casually, and Sanbao just followed from a distance and did not come close.

"Stop?"

In a small valley, the white bird stopped. Half an hour later, the white bird took off again. When Sambo passed by the place where the white bird stopped, he found that there were broken bark and broken fruit shells on the ground.

Grabbing some bark and fruit shells, Sanbao looked around and easily saw the name of the tree that had just been eaten by the white sparrow.

Red poisonous fruit tree.

It has the same effect as the fairy child fruit tree. The sap of the red poison fruit tree and the red poison fruit it produces have the effect of nourishing the physical body. However, because it contains a special fruit poison, human spiritual practitioners generally dare not take it.

Yes, only sacred birds such as white sparrows dare to eat without restraint.

Soon, Sanbao stopped at a hilltop again, because the white bird in front seemed to have found another "delicious food".

Sure enough, when Sambo passed the place where it stopped again, dozens of red fruit stones appeared under a currant tree covered with spicy currants.

Spicy currant also has the effect of strengthening muscles and bones, but it also contains a large amount of chili pepper liquid. Not to mention humans, not even spiritual animals dare to eat it.

Three days later, Sanbao discovered very sadly that he might have been tricked by Bai Que.

After circling hundreds of kilometers around Shenmu King City, the cat-headed white bird went straight to Shenmu King City.

"Is it possible that the place where the rare treasure of heaven and earth was born was the Shenmu King City, or maybe the record of the white bird reflecting the treasure is just a rumor?"

It’s impossible. Shenmu King City is a ten thousand-year-old city of the Shenmu Tribe, with a population of more than ten million. If there is any treasure, it would have been discovered long ago, and it will wait until now!

However, I have been following him for three days, and I really can’t bear to not see what happens.

Thinking of this, Sanbao gritted his teeth and then followed.

"Little guy, you'd better not let me down, otherwise I won't let you go," Bai Que seemed to be unaware of the Three Treasures, and just flew in gently from the sky above Shenmu King City.

The white bird is petite and dares to fly directly into the city without being noticed by anyone. The three treasures do not dare to fly in so brazenly.

When the time comes, you will be in trouble if you provoke a bunch of heavenly guards. It is not that you are afraid of these people, but that it will be bad if these people find out that you are following Bai Que.

In a corner at the city gate, Sanbao landed quietly, and then quickly ran towards the city gate.

Although the white bird is not flying very fast, it is already three kilometers away from Sanbao at this moment. If it had been any slower, it would have really been lost.

"Why are you running? You are in a hurry to die!"

"Boy, don't let me see you again."

Although Sanbao tried his best to avoid the crowds, there were too many pedestrians on the streets in the city, so there were always some small collisions, and curses could be heard from time to time along the way.

Sanbao just pretended not to hear it and ran all the way.

"No wonder Ronaldinho is so eager to fly. Running on the ground is really troublesome!"

The white sparrow flies in a straight line in the air, but the three treasures have to constantly go around the streets and crowds, and naturally have to go much faster to barely keep up.

Three hours later, after Sanbao had traveled more than half of the royal city, he finally stopped in front of a huge palace complex.

"Oh my god, little one, if you play tricks on me, I'm not done with you!" Sanbao felt more and more that Bai Que was playing tricks on him.

However, when Sanbao raised his eyes and saw the building in front of him clearly, the expression on his face suddenly became richer.

"Priest's House!"

The palace complex standing in front of the Three Treasures turned out to be the temple of the priests of the Shenmu tribe.

Among the several major tribes in the Divine Fire Forest, the most powerful one naturally belongs to the group of elders composed of several major families and forces in the tribe. However, when it comes to personal prestige among the tribesmen, no matter which tribe they are in, the tribal priest is definitely the number one person.

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Even the heads of several major families, the ancestors, and even the elders of the elders, no one in the tribe has a prestige comparable to that of the priest.

The tribal priest may not necessarily have the highest cultivation level or the strongest strength, but he is the belief of each tribe. Each tribe has only one priest, and he is the spiritual leader selected by all tribesmen.

Whenever the tribe encounters a bumper harvest, natural or man-made disasters, or opens an altar to worship the heavens, worships the ancestors at the end of the year, or needs to pray to the heavens and the earth, the tribal priest will lead all the tribesmen to do so.

However, usually, priests rarely appear in public, and the door of the priest's hall is closed all year round, so no outsiders are seen.

"Damn it, how did this little guy get into this place? Forget it, I'll wait until night to go in and explore!" Rao checked around the perimeter of the priest's hall, but Sanbao still had some scruples and didn't dare to fly in easily.

Inside the temple of the priests at the gate of the temple.

"It is said that every tribal priest has some special powers, I don't know if it is true or not!" San Bao thought to himself while sitting on a bluestone step outside the priest's hall.

"Brother, are you still dreaming? The priest has already recruited a disciple. As long as this person does not die, we will have no hope of entering this temple in our lifetime!" Sanbao was thinking about what to do at night. An elder

A thin, beggar-like middle schooler with hair covering his ears and a torn oil shirt came to Sanbao. Seeing Sanbao's eyes fixed on the priest's hall not far away, he patted Sanbao on the shoulder.

Under the confused look on San Bao's face, this man was not polite and sat down next to San Bao. Then he took out a chicken drumstick from his arms and gnawed it with relish.

"This guy is so poor, and he even has a storage bag? Hey, it's still a top-quality item." Looking at the poor "beggar", Sanbao blinked unconsciously, because in middle age,

There is a high-quality storage bag hanging on the waist.

Storage bags are divided into three grades: upper, middle and lower. A lower-grade storage bag only requires dozens of soul-boosting pills, while the top-grade storage bag is a super spiritual weapon worth thousands of soul-boosting pills.

Of course, being expensive has its advantages. The best storage bags have more than half a small room, and can store almost all the belongings of any spiritual practitioner.

However, compared with storage rings, storage bags have a fatal flaw, that is, storage bags cannot mask the smell of the items inside.

With Sanbao's soul power, he could sense almost instantly that the opponent's storage bag, which was as big as half a room, actually contained more than half of the food.

"Could this person be the reincarnation of a rice bucket? He really eats a lot of food," Sanbao couldn't help but smile.

When I go out for spiritual practice, I always put some water and food in my storage bag in case I need it from time to time, but this person’s storage bag also contains too many things.

"What? Brother, I can tell by the look on your face that you are greedy. Come on, I will be generous today and give you one!" Seeing Sanbao looking at him blankly, a middle-aged beggar wearing clothes full of oily smell.

Xiu wiped his greasy hands, then took out a plump roasted chicken leg, handed it to Sanbao, and said.

"I won't let you suffer! This is for you," Sanbao said without any politeness. He took the chicken leg, then took out two bottles of liquor from his arms and handed one to the beggar.

The two of them were eating chicken legs, drinking, and chatting.

Over the years, there are certain things that must be included in the Sambo storage bag, such as water and wine.

Of course, with the current Lingxuan cultivation level of the Three Treasures, relying on the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to cultivate, even if you don't eat for half a year, there won't be any big problem.

Of course, it is one thing not to eat, but another thing to want to eat or not. Everyone has seven emotions and six desires. Eating, drinking and having fun are the first of the six desires, and the Three Treasures are no exception.

"What, Priest Puyuan is already two hundred and eighty years old? He must be a master of Lingxuan, otherwise, how could he live so long?"

When Sanbao heard the middle-aged beggar say that Puyuan, the priest of the Shenmu tribe, had lived for more than 280 years and had recently recruited a disciple, he had some vague guesses in his mind.

"Is it possible that the birth of this rare treasure from heaven and earth is related to the death of Elder Puyuan?"

Although he had been chatting with the middle-aged beggar over wine, the spiritual consciousness of the Three Treasures had been locked on Bai Que who was resting or lying down somewhere in the priest's hall.