Ferocious Beast Breeding Manual

"You are still alive?!"

In the teahouse, the strong man screamed in shock. His voice was so loud that he disturbed the other guests in the teahouse. The strong man smiled apologetically, but his eyes were blank.

Jiao Xiaoba's smile just now has a tendency to crack. Is it an incredible thing that I am alive?

Shaman, the famous witches and witches in the Great Desolation Continent, regardless of family, in other words, the doctor is the magic stick, and the magic stick is still the magic stick!

Since the disappearance of the Yellow Emperor who ruled the northwest, the vast area of ​​the prehistoric northwest has fallen into the hands of the evil god, the evil god. If you don’t surrender to the evil god, you will end up dead. The high-level gods who are unwilling to submit to the evil god have no choice but to leave their homes. one.

The witch doctor is different from other witch doctors in the Great Desolate Continent. The witch doctor can only treat ordinary gods and people, but the witch doctor can heal high-level gods. It is said that the witch doctor knows astronomy from the top and geography from the bottom. Chaos can't even attack the witch. Offending the witch is tantamount to killing one's own chance of survival.

Whether it is a high-level god or a god-people, no one can guarantee that he will not get sick or get hurt for the rest of his life. Even if the gods and people get sick, there are witch doctors.

This shows how important it is to master a practical technology.

Knowing the other party's identity, the shaman couldn't sit still. In fact, the news that Long Zijiaotu was caught and eaten by Chaos as soon as he came out of Longyu had spread throughout the prehistoric world. Not only the shaman, but even the Dragon God himself believed the rumors, because Long Zijiaotu was a mollusk, and the mollusk was recognized as useless in the Great Desolate Continent.

Before Longzijiaotu was born, everyone thought that mollusks were only suitable for dishes on the plate.

Jiao Xiaoba pouted, he had never encountered such a situation before, and his existence was a mystery in the eyes of others, "Do you need me to verify his identity?"

The witch hesitated for a moment, then nodded, and it was good to verify that he was upright. He was really skeptical. It is said that Jiaotu, who is said to stumble when he walks, how did he escape the fierce god Hun Chao? You must know that more than one god saw Hun Chao pull Pepper map.

Jiao Xiaoba looked at the other party's burning gaze, the corner of his mouth twitched, "Now?"

The shaman nodded vigorously, they are all men, don't be afraid!

Jiao Xiaoba stared straight at the sorcerer who was staring at him, and after a long while uttered three words, "You are dreaming!"

If you want labor and capital to run wild in the street, there is no door!

However, Jiao Xiaoba still found a way to prove his identity. He lifted the sleeping little white fox in his arms, and stuffed it under Xiang Wu's nose, "This one!"

Wu Xiang was stunned for a moment, stretched out his hand and opened the little fox's legs, and said calmly, "Master."

Shit, who made you pay attention to this? !Jiao Xiaoba exploded his lungs in anger.

The listless little fox was ashamed and angry. If he had any strength, he would definitely make this guy look good.

{He is not a witch at all, a witch, just, he wouldn't be so wretched! ! }Jiao Xiaoba's brain shook, and his ears buzzed. It was the little fox in his arms or Cheng Huang roaring with his thoughts.

As the patron saint of the Bai Republic, Chenghuang has always been admired by all the people, but in the past few hundred years, his life has undergone earth-shaking changes. First, he was insulted by the people he protected, and lost half of his life. Then, Met another old hooligan!

Yes, it is a hooligan!

The little fox retracted into Jiao Xiaoba's arms, tears streaming down his face, the prehistoric turmoil, and his godhood lost!

Not to mention Chenghuang, even Jiao Xiaoba began to have doubts about the identity of the strong man. This is a witch, how does this guy look like a witch? !

Just when Jiao Xiaoba thought he was unlucky and was about to leave, the Prime Minister stopped him. The Prime Minister was dumbfounded and stared at the little white fox in Jiao Xiaoba's arms with his chest heaving violently. In the dense black forest, two A huge egg trembled, and the big bird got carried away with excitement, and jumped into a "space walk" between its legs.

Jiao Xiaoba silently retracted his focus. Walking birds in the street is really unrestrained.

The witch Xiang strode up to Jiao Xiaoba's side, his huge body oppressed Jiao Xiaoba, who was also a high-level god, the witch was a head and a half taller than Jiao Xiaoba, with strong muscles and broad shoulders, in contrast, Jiao Xiaoba looked more slender, the witch lowered his voice, his breathing was hot, his cheeks were flushed, his chest hair scratched Jiao Xiaoba's arm holding the little fox up and down.

"Chenghuang, Chenghuang, you, you are still alive..."

Jiao Xiaoba is happy, well, besides herself, there is another "damn"!

{Scholar can be killed, but not humiliated! }The patron saint felt that he had been greatly insulted. He finally couldn't bear it anymore, and with the last bit of strength he jumped up, he scratched the wizard fiercely.

"Oh—" The little fox let out a scream, rolled his eyes, and passed out in Jiao Xiaoba's arms.

Only a shallow scratch was left on Wu Xiang's muscular pectoralis major.

Jiao Xiaoba noticed, however, that on Cheng Huang's paws, there were two shiny black... chest hairs.

Why is labor and management's observation ability so strong and their observation direction so strange.

Jiao Xiaoba is depressed, he just wants to wash his eyes now.

After confirming each other's identities, Jiao Xiaoba blatantly followed the shaman. The soaring cannon jumped up and landed on the master's shoulder when he was full. His eyes became eager.

Sky Pao was stunned by Wu Xiang's powerful and wretched eyes, the bull's body shook, and quickly retracted into its shell.

Sushen country is still quite biased. When you go out of Buxian Mountain, you will see the sea. There is only Bai Minguo nearby. If you want to enter Sushen country, you have to go over mountains and ridges. Not Xianshan is not too safe. Leeches, biting people can produce pustules the size of cherries. There is also a kind called lyre worms, which are not worms, but snakes. The three-foot-long snakes are young snakes. This kind of snake can swallow people whole.

The most important thing is that the poisonous insects and snakes in Buxianshan can distinguish between locals and foreigners, and they specifically bite foreigners.

Terrible regional discrimination!

Along the way, Jiao Xiaoba received unprecedented attention, not because the local people saw how amazing he was under his dirty skin, but because he was wearing clothes!

Sushen country is not big, and Jiao Xiaoba didn’t come to the center of Sushen country, and there are fewer people. He has been here for a while, and the local people know that a stranger with no clothes came, but because of the pepper Xiao Ba was squatting in the teahouse every day. Everyone just heard his name and didn't see him. Now that he saw him, he was very happy. Seeing him following behind a well-known local witch doctor, the gods and people knew that this was a witch doctor. Doctor's client.

Jiao Xiaoba has seen a lot of vicious gods and people, and sometimes he feels in a daze. Could it be that the gods and people in the Primordial Continent are so tough?

Of course not, Su Shenguo proved with facts that there are good gods and people everywhere! ! !

Jiao Xiaoba, who was dressed in clothes and came from a foreign country, was warmly welcomed by the local people!

"Little brother, where did you come from? Try our Sushen's male fruit." An old man came to Jiao Xiaoba with a smile on his plate. The old man was full of energy and his body was very strong.

Jiao Xiaoba took the plate a little excitedly, imitating the etiquette of the men in Sushen country, and touched the old man's shoulder, which made the old man smile even brighter.

"Brother, have you ever been to the country of daughters, is it true that there are only daughters and no men?" At this time, it was an old lady who was speaking, and she was holding a plate of hot pancakes. Jiao Xiaoba lowered his head slightly, A little shy, he is still a little unaccustomed to being intimate with men and women who don't wear clothes.

The aunt who was carrying a plate of pancakes was much happier than Jiao Xiaoba. She bumped Jiao Xiaoba on the shoulder and almost knocked Jiao Xiaoba out...

Mom is so strong...

Bringing male fruit from the old man, pancakes from the aunt, snake meat from a young man, and...Jiao Xiaoba has harvested a lot all the way, knowing that he can't take it anymore, the villagers are willing to give up and give away things People were overjoyed, but no one was sent out, with regret on their faces.

After seeing countless gods holding knives and forks who wanted to swallow him, and seeing the hospitable gods holding a plate of dried meat, Jiao Xiaoba was about to cry. Common people, labor and capital will never forget you wherever you go!

In fact, Jiao Xiaoba did not forget these kind-hearted gods and people. A long time later, when he became the king of a certain mountain, he gave Sushen a pearl that would never fade and shine. The monarch put the pearl on the tallest lighthouse in the country, which shines with the stars and the moon.

Get rich, don't dare to forget!

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The place where Wu Xiang lives is higher and simpler than the average villagers. In Jiao Xiaoba's view, it is raining heavily outside the house, and it must be raining lightly inside. Then he thought about it, and turned the corner Yes, the shaman is a high-level god, a barrier can solve all the problems, and he is not afraid of these problems at all.

This place is on the hillside of Buxian Mountain, and the terrain is relatively rugged. The shaman who lives in this place is for the convenience of picking herbs.

Jiao Xiaoba holds Chenghuang who is sluggish. No matter how bad Chenghuang is, he is a high-level god. Where is his cultivation? Qi supplements divine power.

Although Buxian Mountain is close to the sea, its own water resources are not abundant. There is only one small stream on the mountain. It is very difficult for the local people to drink water, and they need to carry burdens and walk long distances.

Arriving at the witch's house, Jiao Xiaoba noticed that there was only half a tank of water left in the water tank of the witch's house. The witch lived here in seclusion. In order to deceive people, naturally he would not use too much magic power, so that Some behaviors of the shamans were restricted, resulting in a situation where there was no water left in the house of the gods.

Jiao Xiaoba lowered his eyelids, and the shaman didn't know where he was standing and what he was thinking. He had heard a little about Bai Minguo Chenghuang. A long time ago, there were rumors in the prehistoric age that Chenghuang, the patron saint of Bai Minguo, was protected by him. He killed his monarch, but he didn't expect that the high-ranking god who was rumored to be dead would appear in his cabin.

"Put him down and let me have a look." Wu Xiang pointed to his wooden bed and said.

Jiao Xiaoba followed his words and put the snow-white Chenghuang on the bed. Perhaps because the witch offended him earlier, he didn't cooperate very well. Wearing Jiao Xiaoba's clothes.

Jiao Xiaoba was helpless, this guy was more than ten times his own age, how could he still look like a child.

Jiao Xiaoba poked the little fox Chenghuang's chubby belly, "Good boy, be obedient~"

Cheng Huang responded to Jiao Xiaoba by scratching Jiao Xiaoba's paw, he is not a child!

Jiao Xiaoba touched his finger, his heart ached, it hurt, he was bleeding~

So he stepped back and stopped talking to this guy who doesn't know right from wrong.

The witch looked at the interaction between Longzi Jiaotu and Chenghuang with amused expression. Jiaotu was not yet an adult, so he was still a child, but Chenghuang was a high-level god who had been famous for a long time. When Cheng Huang Aojiao was unwilling to cooperate, Xiang Wu had sharp eyes and saw the wound on Cheng Huang's chest when he was rolling on the bed, a very large blood hole.

Obviously, the wound has been treated simply, and the poor healing spell has blocked the bleeding wound, but because the caster is not familiar with this magic power, the wound has not been properly treated and the wound has begun to fester and inflame. The wizard frowned , In an instant, his whole aura changed, from a hearty and strong man to a bit serious and solemn.

The witch was concentrating, and at this time a cloud of white mist emerged from his fingertips. The witch pointed the misty fingers at Chenghuang's chest, but saw the mist entering the wound, Chenghuang's injured chest and Wuxiang's chest. The fingers are connected in a line.

After a while, the wizard cut off the link, and the mist entered Chenghuang's body. I don't know if it was an illusion, but Jiao Xiaoba somehow felt that Chenghuang's wound was much smaller.

"How is it?" Jiao Xiaoba hurriedly asked, the snail on his shoulder shaking its tiny tentacles.

Wu Xiang shook his head, "I'm sorry, I can only heal his wounds. As for restoring his cultivation, I'm afraid there is nothing I can do."

Hearing Wu Xiang's words, Cheng Huang howled, with despair in his eyes, and Jiao Xiaoba felt the same way at this time, he understood the importance of strength better than any high-level god, and if his cultivation base is not good, there is only one dead end in the prehistoric God Realm.

"Shenwu, I've had a lot of trouble waiting to find you. Is there really nothing you can do?" Jiao Xiaoba didn't believe it. Mr. Peng Zu said that there is no disease that can't be cured by the gods and witches in the prehistoric world. The gods and witches are very powerful , Could it be that Mr. Pengzu lied to him, or that the clan of witches and witches has a false name?

Wu Xiang shook his head. He looked at Jiao Xiaoba and Cheng Huang's expressions full of apology, "I'm sorry, I can't cure it. It must be that Cheng Huang's injury has been there for some years. If I was in Kunlun Mountains in the past, I would still be there." Give it a try, but now, Buxianshan's spiritual power is insufficient, and my own cultivation is not good enough, but you can find someone, maybe that person can heal this injury."

Cheng Huang suddenly opened his eyes, and his little tail shook unconsciously. Jiao Xiaoba was very pleasantly surprised, and he hurriedly asked, "Who? Dare to ask the witch, who is it?!"

Wu Xiang frowned, looked at Jiao Xiaoba with a strange expression on his face, "Actually, you should know this person, I don't know if you have seen him or not."

Jiao Xiaoba was surprised, he knew him?

For a moment, Jiao Xiaoba thought of the perverted man...

As soon as this idea came up, Jiao Xiaoba beat him down. The perverted man asked him to heal Cheng Huang's wounds. He probably boiled Cheng Huang with him without hesitation!

"who is it."

The corner of Wu Xiang's mouth twitched, and he said with some difficulty: "Huangshen."

Jiao Xiaoba choked.

All things grow and restrain each other. Mollusks belong to the disadvantaged group in the Great Desolate Continent, and there are many natural enemies, but the most frightening molluscs are birds.

In the eyes of birds, molluscs are the most delicious food in the world, bar none!

Fenghuang was born in ancient times, Feng was the eldest and was the older brother, and Huang was the second and was the younger sister.

However, although both are good gods, the Phoenix God and the Phoenix God are completely different existences, the Phoenix God does not touch meat, and the Phoenix God does not like meat.

In the prehistoric continent, all the gods knew that Long Zijiaotu was a mollusk. As soon as he was born, he had a powerful natural enemy, the Phoenix God who had been famous since ancient times.

It is said that on the day Jiaotu was born, Tianniao lingered in the sky above Longyu for ten days, drooling, hoping to swallow this newly born soft high-level god.

For a hundred days, all the gods came to congratulate Jiaotu, but only the Phoenix God was kicked out of the Dragon Realm by the Dragon God. Since then, he became the most unwelcome guest of the Dragon Realm. For no other reason, the Phoenix God swallowed his saliva at the image of Jiaotu...

Jiao Xiaoba feels that his brain hurts. Although it has been thousands of years, it does not mean that he has no memory at all. The memory of high-level gods is surprisingly good. In his vague memory, there is always a pair of shining Hui's eyes were wet and sticky, like chopsticks covered with saliva, and he himself was the meat on the chopsticks...

The one with these miraculous eyes is the Phoenix God.

Trying to suppress those unpleasant memories, Jiao Xiaoba clenched his fist and took a deep breath, inhaled and exhaled, and then quickly ran to Cheng Huang's bedside, and under Cheng Huang's expectant gaze, he said firmly: "We're not going to be cured, okay? I will protect you from now on!"

After saying that, the white and soft little fox on the bed jumped up, stretched out its meaty claws, and scratched Jiao Xiaoba's cheek.

{If you don’t want to treat it, there’s no way! }

Jiao Xiaoba covered his face with a look of grievance, Cheng Huang raised his tail, and if Jiao Xiaoba said another word, he would be desperate. The shaman watched this scene and laughed unkindly.

At this moment, without any warning, the ground began to shake violently, the roof trembled, and the dust fell down along the gap.

Immediately afterwards, the whole wooden house began to shake violently. Cheng Huang on the bed jumped up and jumped into Jiao Xiaoba's arms. The ground under Wu Xiang's feet collapsed, and he quickly cast a spell to suspend his body in mid-air.

This scene is too familiar. Jiao Xiaoba experienced it once in Longyu in the past. At that time, there was a bottomless gap in Longyu.

"what happened!"

"I don't know! Let's go!"

Jiao Xiaoba hugged Cheng Huang and followed Wuxiang out of the wooden house quickly. Just as the two of them stepped out, the beam supporting the wooden house broke, and with a loud bang, Wuxiang's house collapsed.

In Buxian Mountain, animals neighed, birds flapped their wings and soared, not far away, the cries and screams of the gods and people became one piece, the earth shook and the mountains shook, Jiao Xiaoba seemed to hear the sound of waves.

"Ah, what is that!!!" The gods near the top of the mountain screamed.

The sharp-eared Jiao Xiaoba and Wu Xiang raised their heads, their faces were filled with horror—the huge waves of hundreds of feet high covered the distant sky, the sea and the sky were connected into one piece, and the raging waves seemed to submerge the entire Buxian Mountain... …