The cultivation of immortality by mortals begins with the abandoned children of the river.

This was a warm yellow jade slip. Zhan Nianchuan played with it for a while and then immersed his consciousness in it.

"List of strange insects and beasts in the world!? What a loud tone!"

There are tens of millions of monsters in the world, and no one has ever seen them all, but this person actually dares to rank them, which is a strange person to think about.

In Zhan Nianchuan's sea of ​​consciousness, several large golden characters were very conspicuous, which made him feel excited and he immediately read on eagerly.

He has always been particularly interested in these classics on monsters and beasts, because his enemy is a sea monster, and the second-rate monster is also a monster. Even he himself has half of the blood of monsters. In the future, he will definitely participate in the fight between the human race and the sea monsters. In a war, the importance of understanding the enemy is self-evident.

However, after just reading the title of the book, the following content was completely unable to be seen, and was firmly locked by an extremely powerful divine power.

"This woman's consciousness is so powerful that there is no way to erase it."

After some attempts, Zhan Nianchuan reluctantly chose to give up. He now also had a way to forcibly erase the imprint of the soul left by the monks in the Danjie Realm, but it would take dozens of days, and there was not that much time now.

With regret, Zhan Nianchuan put the jade tube aside, and then looked at Feng Jianxiu's spirit beast bag.

A spiritual beast that can be carried by a monk in the Dan Formation Realm must not be simple. Zhan Nianchuan thought about it for a moment before carefully and slowly inserting his spiritual consciousness into it.

The results of the investigation surprised him.

There was actually a fat, khaki-colored pangolin inside!

This pangolin is covered with rough and hard scales, has sharp silver claws, and a long and slender tail. It looks very ugly. However, its cultivation level was very low, only the seventh level of enlightenment. It opened its small eyes and curiously looked at the projection of Zhan Nianchuan's consciousness, and made a soft voice:

"Who are you? Where is the master?"

"I am your new master. Your old master was driven away by me." Zhan Nianchuan said with a smile.

At this time, he was very happy, knowing that this pangolin must be something special, because it could speak at the sixth level, which was enough to show that its bloodline was extremely strong, and there were still several uneaten pangolins beside it. The third-level spiritual grass, from which we can see that Feng Jianxiu attaches great importance to it.

But it is a pity that this pangolin is already Feng Jianxiu's spiritual beast. Unless Feng Jianxiu dies, no one can establish a new contract with it again, which makes Zhan Nianchuan very regretful.

"Impossible, how could you beat the master?" The pangolin could vaguely sense Zhan Nianchuan's cultivation level and expressed disbelief.

"She had a battle with other monks in the Dan Formation realm and was seriously injured, so I had a chance to get you." Zhan Nianchuan simply responded to its question, and then asked curiously: "How can you have such a low cultivation level?" What ability does she value?"

The pangolin rolled its eyes at him, curled up into a ball, put its little paws on its head, and ignored him.

Zhan Nianchuan smiled faintly and didn't say much, just threw the second-rate goods in.

"Snapped!"

The idiot was roughly thrown into the spirit beast bag by Zhan Nianchuan. He couldn't help but raise his glans sleepily and looked at a pair of small eyes so close to him. He couldn't help but be stunned.

what's the situation?

Without even bothering to say hello to his new neighbor, the second-rate guy quickly raised his head and looked around, feeling extremely happy and with an anthropomorphic smile on his face.

This spirit beast bag is a hundred feet in diameter, and contains a large number of high-grade spirit stones, which are filled with spiritual energy, making it comfortable and comfortable. There is also a large white jade vat, which is filled with spiritual liquid and exudes fragrance.

Hey! There are so many spiritual herbs? Or...third level? !

The idiot's eyes were bright, and he immediately used his paws to pull up a spiritual herb, bit it into pieces and swallowed it in three mouthfuls, and then crawled towards another spiritual herb with astonishing speed.

"You...you rotten turtle!"

The pangolin spun around anxiously. It had already seen that the second-rate guy was at a higher level than it was, and had reached the seventh level of enlightenment. He probably couldn't beat him, so he could only curse angrily, hoping to scare this greedy guy away.

However, the idiot ignored it at all. He swallowed the third-level elixir in a few mouthfuls, and then crawled towards another elixir.

"I'll beat you to death, you loser!"

Seeing the second guy chewing up the elixir to pieces again, the pangolin finally couldn't bear it any longer and ran up to the second guy and gave it a claw on the head.

"Crack!"

The elixir collapsed again and was swallowed by the idiot in one gulp. It narrowed its small eyes slightly and showed a satisfied expression. The pangolin's desperate blows had no effect on it, just like scratching it.

At this time, the pangolin was dumbfounded. What kind of freak is this? How come the skin is so rough and the flesh is so thick? You must know that the pangolin's claws are also extremely sharp. When the claws were applied, the turtle did not react at all.

Seeing the second-rate man quickly crawling towards another third-level elixir, the pangolin was extremely anxious. This was all its food.

In just a moment, three of them were eaten by this greedy turtle. If he continued like this, he would soon have nothing to eat. Thinking of this, the pangolin said bitterly:

"I am born with the ability to explore all kinds of heavenly materials and earthly treasures. I am of great use to any monk."

Hearing this, Zhan Nianchuan's eyes suddenly lit up. A thought stopped him from swallowing the elixir, and then he continued to ask:

"Are you willing to serve me as your master? Be used by me?"

"Are you stupid? I am the master's spiritual pet now, how can I serve you as my master? And you are a young monk at the sixth level of Qi Condensation, are you worthy?" Pangolin rolled his eyes and said sarcastically.

Zhan Nianchuan smiled faintly, took back control of the second-rate man, and then withdrew his consciousness from the spirit beast bag.

"Hey! Don't leave, get this broken turtle away! It's my elixir~"

As the ghost of Zhan Nianchuan's consciousness dissipated, the pangolin, which originally showed disdain, was dumbfounded. It stared blankly at the idiot who kept devouring its own elixir, and covered its eyes in pain.

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In the next few days, Zhan Nianchuan finally completed the final cleaning of various resources in thirty large storage bags.

The final calculated results made him feel frightened.

Now he only has one feeling: I am afraid that he no longer needs to worry about resources in the entire Foundation Establishment Realm, and Xuantian Sect will not need to worry about any resource issues within ten years.

The only regret is that there are only a few high-level talismans that Zhan Nianchuan wants most. It seems that some of these talismans were already consumed when the White Tiger Gate resisted the invasion of the Thousand Sword Sect, and almost all of them were consumed while fighting for their lives in the valley. All the high-level talismans were exhausted, which made high-level talismans so rare.

The most meaningful and valuable thing to Zhan Nianchuan was the insights from various classics, which made his eyes shine.

The masters of alchemy, talisman making, weapon refining, and formation techniques from the two major sects all died here. The value of the books and various items they left behind is simply inestimable. If Zhan Nianchuan wants to learn these things in the future, he doesn't need to travel around to learn from his teachers. Everything is available.

However, Zhan Nianchuan had no intention of studying the classics here. He put away all the items and looked at the five-color light curtain in front of him with a solemn expression.

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