After practicing the ruthless way, the little sister is too strong

"Second Brother! Run!"

An hour later, Xia Ling's face was distorted and he was jumping up and down in a sea of ​​fire in a very embarrassed manner.

Next to him was Si Mufeng, whose clothes had been burnt black, and behind him were flocks of fire birds, madly chasing them.

"Second Brother, didn't you say that the Fire Spirit Bird is docile and won't attack humans?"

As soon as Xia Ling finished speaking, she was caught up by several fire birds, which launched a general attack on her.

These one-meter-tall, cute-looking birds not only pecked at her hair and arms, but also sprayed ghostly flames at her from time to time.

Although there was no fatal danger, the itchy and painful feeling made Xia Ling very uncomfortable. The key was that he couldn't kill them, otherwise it would arouse more public anger and make them fight to the death.

And if they provoked the king of the Fire Bird tribe, their situation would be even more dangerous.

"Ahhh, Brother Bird! Stop pecking me! I'll give you something delicious!" Xia Ling carefully waved away the birds that were pecking at her, and took out the pastries that she didn't have time to eat yesterday from the space bracelet and threw them to them.

Seeing that the situation on her side was not good, Simu Feng put away his folding fan and threw a stack of talismans to Xia Ling, "Junior sister, the speed talisman, take it!"

"Thank you!" Xia Ling leaped up, took the talisman and quickly put a few of them on his body. The next second, he rushed out like lightning.

Si Mufeng followed closely behind, at an incredibly fast speed. In less than a minute, the two of them disappeared from their sight.

The fire birds that were left behind were stunned for a moment, then let out sharp roars after they realized what was happening.

A group of birds with fiery red bodies and colorful feathers looked at each other with anger in their eyes.

The leading fire bird roared, "Chichichi!...Chichichichi...几％％＃*Chi!ヽ(#`Д?)ノ"

(Those two damned two-legged beasts actually broke into our territory and stole that adult away!)

The other one, which was slightly smaller, was also very angry. "Chichichichi! Chichichi#*! (＊｀д?)"

(Now their presence has completely disappeared. Ahhh! Wang sneaked out to play last month and hasn’t returned yet. What should we do now?)

The leading bird snorted coldly, looked at the group of birds behind it, and ordered: "Chirp... Chirp... Chirp...!!"

(Send a reconnaissance team to search. I don’t believe they can leave this secret place in such a short time! That adult is injured. We must rescue him from those two-legged beasts!!)

"Chichi. (Yes, sir)"

The birds responded and flew away in all directions.

*

On the other side, Xia Ling and Si Mufeng, who had managed to escape, were afraid of being entangled again, so they kept running for an incense stick of time and only stopped when they were sure they had gotten rid of them.

Putting aside other things, after this incident, Xia Ling has gained new insights into the Wind Spirit Art.

This is tailor-made for running away! Fortunately, she learned it. ヾ(*???*)

"call……"

Xia Ling supported himself with his hands on the tree beside him and slowly calmed his breathing.

After a while, she looked up at Si Mufeng who was standing in front of her, only to find that a fiery red bird had appeared on his head.

"!"

Isn’t this the little creature that is isolated from the group and huddled in a corner, dying?

Xia Ling was startled, and raised his hand tremblingly and pointed at the top of his head, "Second Brother, why did you bring this little guy out here too!"

"What?" Seeing her shocked expression, Si Mufeng raised his hand to touch his head, but touched nothing.

Yes, if there was a living creature approaching, how could he not notice it?

"..."

Si Mufeng looked at the dwarf in front of him, gave a not-so-friendly smile, and narrowed his charming peach blossom eyes, "...Are you kidding me?"

Xia Ling felt a chill on his back and was about to explain when he caught a glimpse of his red clothes being burnt black by the flames of the group of fire birds.

He thought of something and looked again at the little red bird resting on his head, messing up his hair.

For a moment I couldn't help laughing out loud.

No matter how I put it, I always feel that they are a good match for each other for some unknown reason, which is a bit funny.

"Ahem..." Under his murderous gaze, Xia Ling suppressed her smile, cleared her throat, and tentatively said, "Second Brother, can't you touch me? Otherwise, let me try, and don't move?"

Si Mufeng remained silent and bowed slightly, which was considered as his tacit consent.

Seeing this, Xia Ling took two steps forward and stood on tiptoe to close the height difference between them. Then he carefully grabbed the little thing nestling on the top of his head and held it in his palm.

The little guy seemed to have fallen asleep, motionless, and except for his faint breathing, he made no sound the whole time.

Xia Ling held it in both hands and pushed it forward, "Second Brother, can you see it now?"

Si Mufeng thought she was joking, but when he saw that there was really a fiery red bird in her hand, he was slightly stunned.

What's going on? He clearly didn't even sense a trace of breath just now...

And this guy actually lay on his head?

"..."

Simu Feng felt a little uncomfortable, and immediately performed a body cleansing spell on himself, and then cast another spell to change himself into clean clothes.

Xia Ling saw his disgust and was used to it.

He smiled and looked back at the little guy curled up in his hands.

It was probably still in its infancy, with smooth and soft red feathers and a golden flame pattern on its forehead.

Perhaps because it is still young, its body is several times smaller than those fire birds. It is only the size of a palm and is very cute and adorable.

However, his breath was extremely weak, as if he would die at any time.

The group of fire birds kept chasing them, maybe they mistook them for thieves who had kidnapped one of their tribesmen...

Is it too late to send it back now?

After running for so long, where is this?

Xia Ling had a headache. He looked around at the foggy surroundings and realized that they were actually in the foggy forest where Wen Wan and the others were...

"..."

Xia Ling felt like crying but had no tears at all.

In the original text, all the monks who entered this area were injured except the heroine.

She originally didn't want to get involved in this mess, but it seems that God won't let her.

(???)?

"Alas!" Xia Ling sighed deeply, freed one hand and stretched it in front of Simu Feng, his face full of solemnity, "Second Senior Brother, lend me a healing pill that this little guy can take, I will return it to you later!"

Now it seems that the reason why the group of fire birds chased them like crazy is because of this little guy...

Without saying anything, Simu Feng took out a bottle of pills from his storage ring and handed it to Xia Ling. Seeing that she was cautious in every move, he was silent for a moment before asking, "Are you planning to keep it forever?"

Xia Ling crushed the pill he gave him with his spiritual power and fed it into the little guy's mouth, saying truthfully: "No, this little guy is seriously injured. I will send him back when he is better."

Just now, when they accidentally entered the territory of the Fire Bird, she inadvertently saw a bird that was seriously injured, but it was alone in the corner, with no one paying attention to it, and it was whimpering from time to time.

For some reason, he suddenly felt kind-hearted and felt sorry for the person, so he gave him some food and some spiritual herbs he picked while wandering around the outskirts of the secret realm.

But I have no intention of stealing it!

Although they didn't know how it sneaked onto Second Brother's head and took a nap, they had brought it out by mistake after all, and they couldn't just watch it die.

The most important thing is that although the Fire Bird clan is relatively docile in temperament, they are particularly united and vengeful, and they are extremely sensitive to the breath of souls.

If we really have a grudge against it, I'm afraid that in this life and even in the descendants, we will inevitably be pecked and hunted by the entire clan.

The kind that never stops until death...

In order to avoid the above situation from happening, she had to save the little guy's life first, and then send it back as soon as it woke up.

"It's better this way." Si Mufeng glanced at the little guy in her arms with some disgust.

A cultivator can contract with up to three spirit beasts, and the number of places is limited so they are very precious.

Although both spirit beasts and demon beasts (demon beasts) are beasts, the former are docile and will not actively attack humans, making them suitable to be pets or spirit beast partners in battle.

Therefore, humans generally do not harm spiritual animals.

But the latter's temperament is no different from most demons, they are naturally bloodthirsty, brutal and warlike. For thousands of years, their relationship with humans has been bad, hunting and killing each other, and they are on opposite sides.

However, their realm class divisions are the same, from low to high, divided into levels one to nine.

But the king of the Fire Birds is only a fourth-rank spirit beast, not to mention this little guy who looks terribly weak.

Although it can hide its breath and body shape at a young age, it should have good talent. If it is well trained, it should be able to become the next king of the Fire Bird Clan.

But unfortunately, their attack power is not strong and their plasticity is low. They cannot even cross the fourth level at best, and are far inferior to other races of spiritual beasts.

No matter from which aspect, it is not suitable to enter into a contract with them.

Xia Ling didn't know what Simu Feng was thinking. After feeding him the pill, she used a small spell to create a transparent floating bubble.

After confirming that it was firm enough, I put the little guy in and let it sleep inside.

After doing all this, she threw a cleansing spell at herself, then looked around and reminded him in a roundabout way: "Second Brother, I don't know if it's an illusion, but I always feel that this fog is a little strange. How about we leave first?"

"It's too late." Simu Feng turned his eyes away from the bird and threw a bottle of pills to her. "This mist carries a phantom poison that can make the poisoned person lose their mind and become manic. This is a detoxification pill. Just take one pill a day."

As expected of a poison maker who is usually obsessed with poisons, he even has a pill to cure phantom poison...

Xia Ling's trust instantly filled his heart. After thanking him, he took it obediently. "Why do you say it's too late?"

Si Mufeng did not give an immediate answer. Instead, he gathered a golden-purple ball of spiritual energy in his hand and attacked the dark sky.

Xia Ling looked up subconsciously, and saw that when the ball of spiritual power rose to mid-air, it was blocked by an invisible barrier and bounced back quickly.

"Is it a barrier?" Xia Ling was puzzled, "But it doesn't seem to be exactly like one."

Simu Feng brushed his sleeves to dispel the spirit ball that bounced back and explained to her: "It's a regional forbidden barrier. You can only enter but not leave within a certain period of time. I just noticed it too. I think some rare treasure has appeared in the world."

Are there restrictions that come with treasures?

The original text did not mention this, and it has changed again...

It seems that we can’t rely too much on the original plot in the future.

Although the plot had changed, Xia Ling was mentally prepared, so she wasn't too panicked.

He held his chin and said, "I remember that once the ban is activated, we can only wait for it to disappear on its own and cannot lift it by force. It seems that we will be trapped here for a while."

"Yes, I guess we'll be able to see a good show of fighting for the treasure soon." Si Mufeng had a calm expression on his face, and it was unclear whether he was interested in the treasure or not.

Xia Ling echoed, "Indeed."

Just make the best of it and take it one step at a time. If you are unlucky, you will die halfway.

Kidding.

Anyway, Xia Ling did not mention the matter again. After stretching, he handed the unused talisman back to him, "Second Brother, here, this is the unused Speed ​​Talisman."

"You keep it." Simu Feng didn't take it. He flicked his sleeves and took out a jade table from his storage ring and placed it on the empty space in front of him. He said lazily, "I just happen to be free. Come over and I'll teach you how to draw."

Hearing him say this, Xia Ling looked around, and when he saw nothing unusual, he walked up to him.

The jade table was filled with cinnabar spiritual paper, wolf-hair brushes, and everything in between. Xia Ling took a deep breath before picking up the brush, with a fearless expression, "Second Brother! I'm ready!"

Seeing her stiff body, Si Mufeng found it a little funny: "Don't worry, I will teach you some low-level talismans this time, so they won't explode even if you fail."

"Haha, Second Brother, you really can read minds!" Xia Ling was not embarrassed when his thoughts were seen through, and joked with a smile.

Suddenly I thought of something and asked, "By the way, Senior Brother, do you have a talisman that can hide my body so that others can't see me?"

"Yes, a concealment symbol." Simu Feng looked away, picked up a pen and started drawing, "Look carefully."

Xia Ling nodded silently, staring at his writing movements without blinking, not missing any details.

In less than five minutes, a golden talisman appeared in front of Xia Ling.

The rune showed perfect golden lines, and this time it really worked.

"Do you understand?" Simu Feng asked.

Xia Ling nodded, and said firmly, "I got it!"

"Well, in that case, then learn a few more." Si Mufeng was not surprised. After all, he had only drawn these low-level talismans in one go, or at most twice.

"OK... ahem, okay." Xia Ling stopped talking and began to study attentively.