Love Rival Transforming Husband [Holographic]

Ye Shiwei couldn't figure out how the pheasant evolved into the peacock, and in the end he could only silently attribute it to it, probably because both of them were flightless birds.

After turning into a peacock, looking at the tails behind it, Ye Shiwei also knew the gender of his pet - it was a male.

Ye Shiwei breathed a sigh of relief. You must know that the spirit beast will transform after the Nascent Soul stage. If it is a female, what if he can't hold it.

It's not that there were players who didn't fall in love with npcs in the previous life, but so what if they fell in love. After all, this virtual world, even if it's called the second world, is still virtual, as long as the game is shut down, everything will be lost.

But maybe people enjoy it.

Ye Shiwei withdrew his thoughts, looked at the "tweeting" baby bird in front of him, stretched out his fingers and flicked it somersaults, watched the little peacock struggle to stand up, flicked it again, and flicked it down.

QAQ you bully the bird!

Seeing the tearful eyes of the little peacock, Ye Shiwei withdrew his eager fingers guiltily, rubbed its little head, and thought to himself, it's so fun to have a little pet.

(╯‵口′)╯︵┻━┻ Am I just for fun?

The little peacock rubbed against Ye Shiwei's palm, then turned around and walked towards his eggshell, but he was just born, his legs were still soft, he lay down after two steps, and looked back at Ye Shiwei with teary eyes, Ye Shiwei softened his heart, but he still didn't help it, but let it walk to the eggshell by itself.

The rules among spirit beasts are no different than those of cultivators, and even more naked and cruel. Some spirit beasts give birth to several in a litter, and only one or two of the strongest will be kept, and the others will be thrown to the ground. The wild is left to fend for itself.

Survive, become stronger, die, that is also life.

Although the little peacock has become the spiritual pet of human beings now, the animal nature in the bones of spirit beasts should not be obliterated, that is the root of their strength, and even advanced spirit beasts will rely more on bloodline inheritance rather than pill spirits device.

After the little peacock ate the eggshells, the hair on his body became dry and loose, and his legs gained strength. After running a few laps on the ground, his eyelids started to fight. Finally, he lay on Ye Shiwei's palm and fell asleep peacefully.

Looking at the little thing in his hand, Ye Shiwei raised his mouth slightly, carefully put it in his arms, protected it with aura, and flew to Danfeng on a white crane.

The smaller the spirit beast is, the better it is to cultivate. Whether it is the essence pills needed in the juvenile period or the feeding pills needed in the growth period, it is necessary. As for adults, they can take pills according to the cultivation level like monks.

So going here, we not only need to get some pills needed by Qianyan Secret Realm, but also some pills needed by the little peacock, and moreover, we need to find someone.

Dan Sheng Situ.

The corners of Ye Shiwei's mouth twitched. At this time, Situ was probably a rookie who had just started, and because his name was Situ, the prefixes of this generation were all ", that is to say, Situ would be changed to "Zitu".

I remember that at the beginning everyone called the disciple of the Dansheng, but then Situ lost his temper and threatened that anyone who dared to call this would not sell the pill, and then he stopped. It's so awkward.

Ye Shiwei thought about it, and arrived at the place, being careful not to touch the little peacock in his arms, Ye Shiwei walked towards the main hall of Danfeng.

Different from the withering peak, Danfeng is very lively, there are disciples wearing green robes everywhere, and occasionally you will see a few people in twos and threes holding a pill furnace to discuss and study, or someone is stuffing unknown herbs into their mouths, and then Falling down convulsively, someone carried him into the side hall next to him, and someone tricked passers-by with colorful pills. Ye Shiwei couldn't bear to look straight into the main hall of Danfeng. Could it be that all researchers are so crazy of it?

Situ wouldn't do the same, would he?Ye Shiwei's face froze, and then he comforted himself, no, no.

At this time, the main medicine of Danfeng Peak was not in the main hall, Ye Shiwei looked at the disciples stationed in the hall, and directly ordered, "Bring me ten bottles of top-grade tonic pills, ten bottles of top-quality wound medicines, and a bottle of beast-repelling pills. Ten packs of breath-blocking powder, five bottles of poison, ten bottles of essence pills, and ten bottles of spirit pills."

"Okay, uncle."

The disciples guarding the hall waved towards the door, and several disciples came forward and handed them the jade slips, "This is the elixir that my uncle wants, go get it quickly."

Several people took the jade slips and went to the alchemy room with solemn faces. Ye Shiwei looked at the few people who were going away, and an inexplicable light flashed in his eyes. He didn't expect to see Situ so soon.

And the few people next to him are the best pushers for him to go from orthodox to partial.

Ye Shiwei sat down in the side hall, and casually chatted with the disciples guarding the hall, "Are those just now new disciples?"

"Yeah, just a few days after I came here, I just started to recognize herbs."

"Are there any good seedlings in it?"

"I don't know about this, the time is still short, and the real talent can only be seen after starting alchemy."

"What were the names of those just now?"

"The spring, the white, the killing, and the disciples."

The corner of Ye Shiwei's mouth twitched, and he took out a bottle of Gathering Spirit Pill from the ring and threw it to the guard disciple, "No, it's for you."

"Thank you, uncle."

After a while, several disciples came back and handed him the storage bag containing the elixir needed by Ye Shiwei. Ye Shiwei asked them some common sense questions about herbal medicine, and several of them answered respectfully. Looking at Ye Shiwei in amazement, he obviously didn't expect that this uncle, who was not very cultivated, would know medicinal herbs.

"Good answer, this is your reward."

Throwing several storage bags to several people respectively, although the things inside are of the same class, but the disciples secretly have a little more attributes than others, Ye Shiwei waved his hand at them, signaling to step back, He rode away on a flying crane.

A few disciples were left standing there looking at the sky enviously.

Ye Shiwei is not in a hurry for Situ, the sage of alchemy. Although Situ's ability to become a sage of alchemy has proved his talent, his main achievement is not an orthodox alchemy path, but an original spirit refining technique. Not only does it make the alchemist more mature in grasping the pharmacology and medicinal properties, but it also makes the alchemy furnace no longer a constraint for the alchemist.

And this spirit refining technique was developed by him after his betrayal. He didn't want this little butterfly of his to slap away the most famous alchemy method in his previous life. He still counted on this person to be his guild Where is the master of the alchemy hall?

As soon as Ye Shiwei returned to the peak, he saw someone guarding his door with something in his hand.

Ye Shiwei was puzzled when he saw the disciple calling him "Master Uncle" disapprovingly.

And looking at that disciple's dissatisfied eyes, Ye Shiwei also instantly remembered where he had seen him before. Isn't this the disciple who provoked him that day?

"The disciple's school rules have been copied, please check with the uncle."

Ye Shiwei took the paper in the disciple's hand, and read it over ten lines at a glance. The calligraphy was surprisingly good. Ye Shiwei smiled and handed the door rules to the disciple.

"It's not an example."

After saying that, he turned around and walked towards the hall, the disciple behind hurriedly shouted, "Master, don't forget what you promised!"

Ye Shiwei laughed, "Of course I remember."

He just put the little peacock back in the hall first, after all it would not be good to wake it up during the sparring.

It's not that there is no spirit beast bag, but the spirit beast bag can't hold a small peacock at all. The pheasant is a spirit beast. If the bloodline level increases, it will become a fairy beast, and if it is further improved, it will become a god beast. So now the little peacock is a fairy beast, and the spirit beast bag can't hold it placement.

Ye Shiwei touched the little peacock's sleeping head. If he had the opportunity to improve his blood again in the future, he would become a phoenix. He was looking forward to the exciting scene of taking the phoenix out.

Moreover, the immortal attribute of the phoenix is ​​indeed against the sky in this world.

Turning around and going out, looking at the disciples beside him, he said, "Let's go."

Immediately he took the lead and walked forward, and the disciple followed behind him.

Ye Shiwei rode on the white crane, not paying attention to the frequent communication talismans from the people behind him, probably because he wanted to make more people make him look ugly?It's a pity that someone made a fool of himself, but it's not sure who it is.

Although Douxiantai is called a platform, it is actually a big square. After all, cultivators can fly with swords, and their speed is not comparable to that of ordinary people. Naturally, the venue for fighting is wider.

There is a thin layer of light film upside down on the edge of the square. Ye Shiwei looked at the light film with certain eyes. Whether it was formed by a formation, or a high-level formation, as for whether it was a combination of middle-grade formations or high-grade formations, he couldn't tell.

The edge of the square was densely packed with people at this time, not only the sword peak where this disciple was, but also disciples from other peaks came to join in the fun. Due to their excellent spiritual sense, they could still hear "Is that Master Zishi?" from time to time. Wow, so handsome in white clothes!" "Zhengfeng is Fufeng, it's shameful to have a duel with people from Fufeng!" "I think the first one to enter the sect has a vain reputation" and so on, which made Ye Shiwei quite funny.

After talking to the elder in charge of Douxiantai, Ye Shiwei entered the light membrane together with that disciple, and then stood still far away.

"Zhi Heng, a disciple of Jianfeng, challenges the uncle, and I hope that the uncle will not hesitate to teach you."

Balance?Ye Shiwei knew the disciple's name for the first time.

"I don't dare to teach you, it's just a guide. After all, I am the uncle and you are the nephew."

Looking at the sword light flying over from afar, Ye Shiwei was worried about his reputation. It seems that he needs to recruit more disciples, otherwise, the uncle who can be challenged by a disciple is really not majestic~

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