Lingxiao Immortal Clan

A smile appeared on Ling Pengyun's face, and his spiritual consciousness touched the suspended beast-controlling bag, calling out the spirit-seeking rat in the beast-controlling bag.

Although this spirit-seeking rat was not dragged to death by its late-stage Qi-training evil master who recognized his master and restrained him, its current situation is not that good.

It was originally restricted from recognizing its master, and its master died and was seriously injured by the backlash. In addition, it had not eaten for more than ten days, so it only had one breath left and fell into a coma.

Ling Pengyun sighed after seeing the condition of the spirit-seeking rat. "If the brand of divine consciousness in the beast-controlling bag is washed away in the next few days and the soul-seeking rat is summoned, the rat will probably become a corpse."

Knowing that the soul-seeking rat could still be saved, Ling Pengyun fired a flash of spiritual light, slid it through his fingertips, and used ordinary blood as the source to cast a master-recognition restriction and penetrated into the body of the soul-seeking rat.

This spirit-seeking rat has fallen into a coma, and because its former owner died, it suffered the backlash of the master-recognition restriction placed in the body by the former owner. Its consciousness is extremely confused. The master-recognition restriction that Ling Pengyun penetrated did not suffer any effects. Obstacles were easily placed inside the soul-seeking rat.

After recognizing the master and restricting it to 10%, Ling Pengyun also felt that he had established a connection with the spirit-seeking rat.

In order to prevent the soul-seeking rat that he had just tamed from being seriously injured but dying for a long time, Ling Pengyun called out the thorn vines and mobilized a trace of Yimu essence in the thorn vines to enter the body of the soul-seeking rat.

The essence of Yimu contains huge vitality. In some cases, the essence of Yimu is enough to be used as a healing elixir.

Under the effect of Yimu Essence, the spirit-seeking rat's vitality has become a bit stronger.

Seeing that the spirit-seeking rat's condition had improved, Ling Pengyun immediately put it away, considering that the Yimu essence of the thorn vines was precious.

Afterwards, he took out a first-level lower spirit fruit from the storage bag, shattered the spirit fruit and turned it into spiritual juice juice, pried open the mouth of the spirit-seeking rat, and fed it bit by bit.

Then, he mobilized his own spiritual power and poured it into the spirit-seeking rat's body, helping the spirit-seeking rat refine the gentle spiritual power contained in the spiritual juice it consumed.

Not long after all these spiritual juices turned into spiritual power and filled the body of the spirit-seeking rat, Ling Pengyun touched his consciousness and awakened the comatose spirit-seeking rat.

After the rat opened his eyes with difficulty, he saw a strange human monk in front of him, and his expression suddenly became panicked.

It wanted to move its body and escape, but found that whenever its body moved, it would be in great pain.

In desperation, it had no choice but to beg the strangers in front of it to let it go.

Ling Pengyun observed the behavior of the spirit-seeking rat and said with a smile. "Okay, I am your new master. I will not harm you. I will use the gentle spiritual power in my body to warm up your injuries."

With the help of the Lord Recognition Restriction, the spirit-seeking rat understood the meaning of these words.

After hearing this, the soul-seeking mouse felt that there was indeed a connection between Ling Pengyun in front of him and himself. This connection had only been felt by the previous owner, so he believed this.

However, it was still a little worried. It stared at Ling Pengyun for dozens of seconds and saw that Ling Pengyun had not moved. Then it felt relieved and fell into a deep sleep to nurse its body's injuries.

Ling Pengyun saw that the spirit-seeking rat was healing its wounds with peace of mind, and its condition was gradually improving. His consciousness swept over the spirit-seeking rat's body again, feeling the aura on the rat's body, and murmured.

"This rat is only in the early stage of Qi training, and its foundation has been seriously damaged by the death of its former master and the restriction of recognition of the master. It is a pity."

"According to the cultivation level of this rat, it should be useful in a short time. When my cultivation level is higher and I have more spiritual stones in my hands, I will have to look for those with better qualifications who are more sensitive to spiritual energy." beast."

Spiritual beasts such as spirit-seeking rats that are more sensitive to spiritual energy will become more sensitive to spiritual objects as their cultivation level increases.

The lower the cultivation level, the harder it is to feel the presence of spiritual energy.

Spiritual beasts like the spirit-seeking rat are very effective and are a good help in searching for spiritual objects, so the price is also very high, at least 30% higher than the price of spirit beasts of the same level.

After muttering something, Ling Pengyun looked at the vermilion beast-control bag floating in front of him.

"This beast-control bag is quite big, with a space of three feet. This beast-control bag is most likely a trophy obtained by the evil cultivator who intercepted and killed the monks in the late stage of Qi training. Otherwise, the evil cultivator would not be willing to part with it and spend hundreds of spirit stones on it. I bought this thing just to house a ghost-seeking rat that is no bigger than a palm.”

A three-foot-large beast-controlling bag is generally very expensive, 30% more expensive than an ordinary first-level mid-grade magic weapon. A beast-controlling bag of this size on the market can sell for at least 130 to 100 yuan. About fifty spirit stones.

Even Ling Pengyun, a monk from the family and a master of two arts, would not be willing to use so many spirit stones just to hold a palm-sized spirit-seeking rat.

Not to mention the evil cultivator in the late stage of Qi training who was so downtrodden that he relied on interception and killing to survive.

"It's okay to have a beast-taming bag of this size. My beast-taming bag, which is only half a foot in size, is indeed a bit small. It's time to change to a larger beast-taming bag. Otherwise, after some time, Feng Yingpeng's size will change." If it is too big, it will be difficult to put Feng Yingpeng away at certain moments."

Ling Pengyun waved his hand to hold the beast-control bag suspended in front of him, closed his eyes, poured his consciousness into it, and slowly imprinted his own consciousness into it.

The next day, there were only two days left before the Spring Festival.

On this day, Ling Xiaoshun, who was managing Lingxiao Grocery Store, came to Lingyun Mountain. After saying hello to the elder Ling Rucong, he took Ling Pengyun and left Lingyun Mountain.

The two of them used flying instruments to travel for two days, spanning more than 3,000 miles, and finally entered the vicinity of Yang's Pingyun Mountain on the day of the Spring Festival.

Before they approached Pingyun Mountain, a team of Yang clan members who used flying instruments stopped Ling Pengyun.

Because Ling Xiaoshun was the son-in-law of the fifth elder of the Yang clan, the team of Yang clan members quickly let him go, and also sent a member of the Yang clan to lead the way for Ling Pengyun and Ling Xiaoshun.

Pingyun Mountain is hundreds of feet high, enough to be level with the clouds in the sky.

It is for this reason that this mountain is called "Pingyun".

The spiritual veins under the ground of Pingyun Mountain are as high as the second-level middle grade, and there is a set of second-level upper-grade formations to protect them.

With the leadership of the Yang clan member, Ling Pengyun and the others passed through the inspections very smoothly and entered Pingyun Mountain.

Now it is the Spring Festival, Pingyun Mountain is full of joy, and every house is still posting festive couplets.

After a while, Ling Pengyun and his companions, led by the Yang clan member, arrived outside the courtyard where Yang Minghua, the fifth elder of the Yang clan, and Ling Pengyun's grandfather lived.

"My two Taoist friends, I have led you to the destination. I will leave first." The Yang clan member said to Ling Pengyun and his companions, and then walked away on his own.