Cultivation of Immortality

Zhui'er guarded the little bird and patiently got close to it.

Zhui'er first pointed out the little bird's trick of secretly accumulating strength, but most of the newborn bird's intelligence has not yet been activated. It acts completely based on instinct and has no feeling about being exposed. Zhui'er then talked about it. I saved it. If I hadn't awakened it with my thoughts, it might have been stillborn. The little bird didn't understand this very well, so it still lay still.

"I won't get close to you." Zhui'er calculated his thoughts in order to make the bird die completely. After conveying this intention with his mind, he stepped back a few feet to show his determination.

The bird's eyelids moved this time, revealing a line of lovely light blue eyes.

"Hehe." Zhui'er laughed happily and continued to say with all his heart, "Get up, what do you want to eat?"

At this time, the little bird no longer pretended to be dead, it chirped and struggled to stand up. Zhui'er thought it understood, and when he wanted to get close to him with joy, he saw the little bird raising its neck and staring at the distance. A wisp of cold air kept shouting anxiously,

"You want to eat this?" Zhui'er's head was a bit big. If he hadn't been able to sense the little bird's thoughts, he really couldn't have guessed what the little bird was going to do, but the cold air floating like threads was too It was dangerous, so he didn't dare to get close. He turned around to ask Shen Qing for help, but saw Shen Qing holding the blue ball and looking at it intently.

"I'll send you there, don't freeze me." Zhui'er said this to the little bird several times in his heart. The little bird just stared at the floating Hansi and screamed anxiously. I don't know if he didn't understand or didn't care. Ignore him.

Zhui'er gritted his teeth and sent out a gentle spiritual force to hold up the bird. The bird immediately stared at Zhui'er alertly and let out a warning cry. Zhui'er comforted the bird with his heart and held it up towards him. The cold thread flew past.

Three or four hundred feet away from Hansi, Zhui'er stopped and hesitantly sent the bird towards the strand of Hansi. He was very afraid that the bird was just curious about Hansi rather than liking food. Newborn little things eat whatever they catch, but as they get closer to Hansi, the little bird becomes more and more anxious, flapping its two small wings with only some down on them and screaming anxiously.

When he was about to send the little bird to the edge of Hansi, Shen Qingfei came over and said, "Leave it to me. You go and pick a twig of the snow python for me."

"You won't kill it, right?" Zhui'er asked worriedly.

Shen Qing said with a happy face, "I'm afraid it will kill you." As he said that, he used his spiritual power to hold the bird hundreds of feet away.

"Why are you so happy? That little ball is indeed a treasure?"

"I'll talk to you later. Go pick snow python twigs quickly. It's barking makes me upset."

"What do you want the snow python twigs for? Those things are not suitable for eating one after another."

"I'm afraid it will be like that little snowflake and attack me when it's full."

"Oh, then be careful. I'll tell it a few more words." Zhui'er spoke to the bird for a while and then hurriedly went to pick the twigs of the snow python.

When Zhui'er came back, Shen Qing was meditating on the snow with blue lips, and the little bird was lying on the snow again, but this time he didn't pretend to be dead, but tilted his head and looked at Shen Qing angrily.

"What's wrong? Did it really attack you?" Zhui'er hurriedly stuffed the snow python's twig into Shen Qing's mouth.

Shen Qing trembled and said, "It may be because I haven't sent it to eat Hansi for so long, so it got anxious with me."

"It hasn't eaten it yet?" Zhui'er twisted.

I looked around and saw the cold thread that had not drifted far away.

Shen Qing glanced at Zhui'er angrily. Of course she had to wait until she ate the twigs of the snow python before feeding them to the birds. Do you still need to ask such a simple truth? However, she still underestimated the little bird's temper and wanted to use the usual method of taming spiritual beasts to feed the little thing, but it was self-defeating. She should have put it on the snow and waited for Zhui'er to come back.

"Don't take it to eat Hansi. This little thing is too ferocious and can easily kill you. I'll take it there later." After Shen Qing finished speaking, he closed his eyes.

Shen Qing suffered a lot, and Zhui'er felt sorry for it, so he walked over to the little bird and said it with his heart. The little bird had such a bad temper. Shen Qing glared at Zhui'er for a while, with an indignant look, which made Zhui'er angry and neither smiling nor laughing, but what else could he do to such a cute little bird?

After Shen Qing calmed down for a while, he took the bird to find the strand of cold silk. The bird, which had no power to attack, could only attack Shen Qing with its eyes. Although it had a big temper, it was just born and could not stand the temptation of delicious food. , when Shen Qing was brought to the strand of cold silk, he didn't care to glare at Shen Qing, and let out an urgent cry, opened his mouth and sucked the strand of cold silk into his mouth.

The moment the little bird sucked Hansi into his mouth, Shen Qing decisively dropped it on the snow.

Facts have proved that creatures with high intelligence are not as simple and direct as those with low intelligence. The bird did not attack immediately, but walked a few steps on the snow like a drunken man, and then fell on the snow. Moved.

Shen Qing secretly glanced at Xiu'er and murmured in his heart, fearing that the bird wouldn't be able to withstand such a strong cold. If the bird froze to death, Zhui'er would definitely be very sad.

"Hey." Zhui'er giggled, "It's very beautiful and very comfortable. It seems that this cold silk is a great tonic for it."

Shen Qing doesn't know whether to be happy or worried. Logically speaking, meeting the chicks of fairy birds is a great blessing. In addition, Zhui'er has psychic powers, which can greatly increase the chance of taming them. However, even so, the risk is not small. She is very interested in having them. A fairy bird is not of much interest, and this little thing is only suitable for surviving in the ice and snow, and cannot follow Zhuo'er around, so if she was given a choice, she would rather not have this trouble.

Since she was not attacked by the bird, she had to take blue spiritual fruit to reconcile the spiritual effect of the snow python twigs, so she told Zhui'er, "I'm going to the other side of the hill. You must stay away from it." , at least a thousand feet away, and slowly get closer to it, don't be careless. "

Zhui'er agreed repeatedly and immediately retreated thousands of feet away. He knew the importance of things. Even if Shen Qing didn't tell him, he wouldn't dare to be careless.

After all, Shen Qing couldn't rest assured. She would use her spiritual consciousness to look this way from time to time when she was on the other side of the hill. In less than half an hour, she saw the little bird stand up. The energetic bird's eyes flashed fiercely. The ruthless Guangmang walked towards Zhui'er with shaky steps, as if he was going to fight.

Zhui'er listened to her words and slowly backed away, always keeping a distance of about a thousand feet from the bird.

The little bird refused to give up and chased Zhui'er persistently. When it got tired, it would stop and rest for a while.

Shen Qing shook his head secretly. Immortal birds are fairy birds. This little thing showed such domineering power right after he was born. If Zhui'er didn't have the magical power of mind, she would definitely go over and kill this little thing immediately, so as not to let him do anything for him. This is laborious and tiring. Zhui'er guarded the little bird and patiently got close to it.

Zhui'er first pointed out the little bird's trick of secretly accumulating strength, but most of the newborn bird's intelligence has not yet been activated. It acts completely based on instinct and has no feeling about being exposed. Zhui'er then talked about it. I saved it. If I hadn't awakened it with my thoughts, it might have been stillborn. The little bird didn't understand this very well, so it still lay still.

"I won't get close to you." Zhui'er calculated his thoughts in order to make the bird die completely. After conveying this intention with his mind, he stepped back a few feet to show his determination.

The little bird's eyelids moved this time, revealing a line of lovely light blue eyes.

"Hehe." Zhui'er laughed happily and continued to say, "Get up, what do you want to eat?"

At this time, the little bird no longer pretended to be dead, it chirped and struggled to stand up. Zhui'er thought it understood, and when he wanted to get close to him with joy, he saw the little bird raising its neck and staring at the distance. A wisp of cold air kept shouting anxiously,

"You want to eat this?" Zhui'er's head was a bit big. If he hadn't been able to sense the little bird's thoughts, he really couldn't have guessed what the little bird was going to do, but the cold air floating like threads was too It was dangerous, and he didn't dare to get close. He turned around to ask Shen Qing for help, but saw Shen Qing holding the blue ball and looking at it intently.

"I'll send you there, don't freeze me." Zhui'er said this to the little bird several times in his heart. The little bird just stared at the floating Hansi and screamed anxiously. I don't know if he didn't understand or didn't care. Ignore him.

Zhui'er gritted his teeth and sent out a gentle spiritual force to hold up the bird. The bird immediately stared at Zhui'er alertly and let out a warning cry. Zhui'er comforted the bird with his heart and held it up towards him. The wisp of cold silk flew over.

Three or four hundred feet away from Hansi, Zhui'er stopped and hesitantly sent the bird towards the strand of Hansi. He was very afraid that the bird was just curious about Hansi rather than liking food. Newborn little things eat whatever they catch, but as they get closer to Hansi, the little bird becomes more and more anxious, flapping its two small wings with only some down on them and screaming anxiously.

When he was about to send the little bird to the edge of Hansi, Shen Qingfei came over and said, "Leave it to me. You go and pick a twig of the snow python for me."

"You won't kill it, right?" Zhui'er asked worriedly.

Shen Qing said with a happy face, "I'm afraid it will kill you." As he said that, he used his spiritual power to hold the bird hundreds of feet away.

"Why are you so happy? That little ball is indeed a treasure?"

"I'll talk to you later. Go pick snow python twigs quickly. It's barking makes me upset."

"What do you want the snow python twigs for? Those things are not suitable for eating one after another."

"I'm afraid it will be like that little snowflake and attack me when it's full."

"Oh, then be careful. I'll tell it a few more words." Zhui'er spoke to the bird for a while and then hurriedly went to pick the twigs of the snow python.

When Zhui'er came back, Shen Qing was meditating on the snow with blue lips, and the little bird was lying on the snow again, but this time he didn't pretend to be dead, but tilted his head and looked at Shen Qing angrily.

"What's wrong? Did it really attack you?" Zhui'er hurriedly stuffed the snow python's twig into Shen Qing's mouth.

Shen Qing trembled and said, "It may be because I haven't sent it to eat Hansi for so long, so it got anxious with me."

"It hasn't eaten it yet?" Zhui'er twisted.

I looked around and saw the cold thread that had not drifted far away.

Shen Qing glanced at Zhui'er angrily. Of course she had to wait until she ate the twigs of the snow python before feeding them to the birds. Do you still need to ask such a simple truth? However, she still underestimated the little bird's temper and wanted to use the usual method of taming spiritual beasts to feed the little thing, but it was self-defeating. She should have put it on the snow and waited for Zhui'er to come back.

"Don't take it to eat Hansi. This little thing is too ferocious and can easily kill you. I'll take it there later." After Shen Qing finished speaking, he closed his eyes.

Shen Qing suffered a lot, and Zhui'er felt sorry for it, so he walked over to the little bird and said it with his heart. The little bird had such a bad temper. Shen Qing glared at Zhui'er for a while, with an indignant look, which made Zhui'er angry and neither smiling nor laughing, but what else could he do to such a cute little bird?

After Shen Qing calmed down for a while, he took the bird to find the strand of cold silk. The bird, which had no power to attack, could only attack Shen Qing with its eyes. Although it had a big temper, it was just born and could not stand the temptation of delicious food. , when Shen Qing was brought to the strand of cold silk, he didn't care to glare at Shen Qing. He let out an urgent cry and opened his mouth to suck the strand of cold silk into his mouth.

The moment the bird sucked Hansi into his mouth, Shen Qing decisively dropped it on the snow.

Facts have proved that creatures with high intelligence are not as simple and direct as those with low intelligence. The bird did not attack immediately, but walked a few steps on the snow like a drunken man, and then fell on the snow. Moved.

Shen Qing secretly glanced at Xiu'er and murmured in his heart, fearing that the bird wouldn't be able to withstand such a strong cold. If the bird froze to death, Zhui'er would definitely be very sad.

"Hey." Zhui'er made a silly smile, "It's very beautiful and extremely comfortable. It seems that this cold silk is a great tonic for it."

Shen Qing doesn't know whether to be happy or worried. Logically speaking, meeting the chicks of fairy birds is a great blessing. In addition, Zhui'er has psychic powers, which can greatly increase the chance of taming them. However, even so, the risk is not small. She is very interested in having them. A fairy bird is not of much interest, and this little thing is only suitable for surviving in the ice and snow, and cannot follow Zhuo'er around, so if she was given a choice, she would rather not have this trouble.

Since she was not attacked by the bird, she had to take blue spiritual fruit to reconcile the spiritual effect of the snow python twigs, so she told Zhui'er, "I'm going to the other side of the hill. You must stay away from it." , at least a thousand feet away, slowly get closer to it, don't be careless. "

Zhui'er agreed repeatedly and immediately retreated thousands of feet away. He knew the importance of things. Even if Shen Qing didn't tell him, he wouldn't dare to be careless.

After all, Shen Qing couldn't rest assured. She would use her spiritual consciousness to look this way from time to time when she was on the other side of the hill. In less than half an hour, she saw the little bird stand up. The energetic bird's eyes flashed fiercely. The ruthless Guangmang walked towards Zhui'er with shaky steps, as if he was going to fight.

Zhui'er listened to her words and slowly backed away, always keeping a distance of about a thousand feet from the bird.

The little bird refused to give up and chased Zhui'er persistently. When it got tired, it would stop and rest for a while.

Shen Qing shook his head secretly. Immortal birds are fairy birds. This little thing showed such domineering power right after he was born. If Zhui'er didn't have the magical power of mind, she would definitely go over and kill this little thing immediately, so as not to let him do anything for him. This is laborious and tiring.