MTL - Top of Qinglian-Chapter 8 Wang Changxue

When Wang Changsheng and the clan elders were learning about immortality, they learned the prohibition of letting spirit beasts recognize their masters.

Because of his shyness, Wang Changsheng did not tame spirit beasts. This has always been his regret. It was rare to encounter this demon rat today, so Wang Changsheng wanted to recognize it as his master and add a little fun to his boring life.

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

The yellow mouse let out a cry of "jiji", and its limbs twisted.

Wang Changsheng squatted down and muttered some words in his mouth. After a while, his hands lit up with a dazzling yellow light, and 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 a hard gray stone, and a slate about the size of a zhang suddenly took shape.

Wang Changsheng took out a porcelain bowl and began to chant a few words in his mouth. A large amount of blue light appeared out of nowhere and turned into clear water in the sound of the incantation.

He slashed his wrist with a dagger and let blood flow into a porcelain bowl filled with clean water.

With blood on his fingers, Wang Changsheng drew a mysterious pattern two feet long and wide on the slate, and a magic formula was struck on the mysterious pattern.

The mysterious pattern suddenly brightened, and after a swirl, it flew out from the slate, and disappeared into the yellow mouse's body in a flash.

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

After recognizing the master, Wang Changsheng's tactic changed, and the tying demon rope loosened the yellow mouse, and the yellow mouse immediately rushed to the hole in the pool.

Wang Changsheng choked with one hand, and the yellow mouse suddenly screamed and fell to the ground.

After wild monsters recognize their masters, their wildness is hard to change, and they must be domesticated slowly.

Wang Changsheng hesitated for a while, took out a wooden jar from the storage bag, opened it, and a strong aroma of rice wafted out. The wooden jar contained some crystal clear blue rice grains, emitting a peculiar smell.

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

Wang Changsheng smiled lightly, and poured the little blue rice grains left in the wooden jar on the slate. After a little hesitation, he picked up another 20 grains, put them back in the wooden jar, and said to the yellow mouse, "Be honest and obedient, every month in the future. , I will give you some Lanyue Lingmi to eat."

The yellow mouse didn't understand Wang Changsheng's words, but it couldn't resist the scent of Lanyue Lingmi. After a moment of hesitation, it ran towards Wang Changsheng.

Lanyue Lingmi is a first-grade middle-grade Lingmi, which is cooked once every three years. There are a total of twelve Lanyue Lingmi on the slate, yes, twelve.

Erxing Qianli's mother worried that every once in a while, her mother Liu Qinger would use the spiritual stones she saved to buy some Lanyue Lingmi, and ask someone to send it to Wang Changsheng.

Wang Changsheng only eats a small bowl of Lanyueling rice every ten days and a half months, and his life is very difficult. If it weren't for the domestication of this spirit mouse, he would not be willing to take out twelve grains of Lanyueling rice!

The yellow mouse devoured the twelve grains of blue moon spirit rice with three strokes and five and two.

The twelve grains of Lanyue Lingmi failed to fill its belly. It stood up on its hind limbs like a human, and made a "jiji" sound from its mouth, as if to express something.

Through the communication of divine consciousness, Wang Changsheng clearly sensed the desire from the yellow mouse.

"I'm not satisfied with half your share, what a glutton!"

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

The yellow mouse couldn't reach it, so after a moment of hesitation, it followed Wang Changsheng's trousers, climbed onto Wang Changsheng's body, ran into Wang Changsheng's palm, and ate ten blue moon rice.

"Chichi!"

The yellow mouse was lying on Wang Changsheng's palm honestly, and its tail was flicking, Wang Changsheng could feel it was very happy.

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

"Chichi!"

The yellow mouse kept barking, as if to protest Wang Changsheng's mockery of being fat.

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

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

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

After returning to Lotus Island, Wang Changsheng returned to the boring life of ascetic practice.

Practicing spells in the morning, meditating in the afternoon and evening, the days are relatively boring, but with the spirit mouse as company, it is better than before.

Among the hundred arts of comprehension, there is the skill of guarding beasts, but Wang Changsheng came out to work two years in advance, and he didn't know much about the skill of guarding beasts.

He didn't know the name of the spirit mouse, only that it likes 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 eats, Wang Changsheng feeds the spirit mouse with some food, and slowly wins the spirit mouse's trust.

Now it was Wang Changsheng who chased it away, and it was unwilling to leave Wang Changsheng.

At this moment, Wang Qiusheng came in suddenly, and before he could speak, his expression changed when he saw the spirit mouse on the table, and he hurriedly said: "Ninth uncle forgive me, grandson was slack, and even let the mouse run in, Sun Take it away now."

Having said that, he quickly walked towards the spirit mouse.

The spirit mouse seemed to have sensed something, it let out a cry of "jiji", and rushed to Wang Changsheng's shoulder.

This frightened Wang Qiusheng. Before he had time to apologize, UU read www.uukanshu. com Wang Changsheng said: "You don't have to make a fuss, this is my domesticated spirit mouse, and I have been eating a lot recently, and most of my food is eaten by it."

"Spiritual mouse! So it is." Wang Qiusheng breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "Grandson thought it was a mouse from somewhere! But then again, the spirit mouse of Uncle Jiu is quite similar to a drug-seeking mouse. "

"Drug-seeking rat! Tell me about this medicine-seeking rat!" Wang Changsheng suddenly became interested.

"The drug-seeking rat, also known as the golden-eyed rat, is a variant of the mole rat. It has a bloated body, a pointed mouth, is good at digging holes, has a keen sense of smell, and can easily find some rare medicinal materials. I came to find some medicinal herbs. The grandson runs a herbal business at home and has domesticated a few drug-seeking mice. This spirit mouse is similar in size and characteristics to the medicine-seeking mice. You can't take it back, an experienced drug-seeking rat is worth several thousand taels in the market!" Wang Qiusheng said in a succinct manner.

Wang Changsheng suddenly realized that it was no wonder that this spirit rat could dig through the pool. It turned out that it was naturally good at digging holes and searching for elixir.

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

"Second aunt is here, 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 voice fell, a woman in a long yellow dress walked in.

The woman in the yellow dress is about twenty years old, with tall black hair, delicate features, a bit of heroism between her brows, and her eyes as bright as stars.

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

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