After hearing Zhao Hua's answer, Ying Yan smiled knowingly and said, "I'm abrupt."
Zhaohua waved his back to Ying Yan without continuing to say anything.
Zhaohua went all the way to the camping place, and the camping place was still the same place, with the purpose of waiting for Gao Cen, Mai Jiaxi and his friends to come back.
The Sonic Bird Flock is like Lan Yong, and he will not return after fighting with heavy casualties. After all, Lan Yong is also a super-level mage. A large community also requires many generals and commanders to kill him to make him like that.
When Zhaohua walked to the camp, he saw the neat and perfect tent that was built, and he knew that the tent that was the ugliest, crooked, and even the wind would blow, might collapse. He was going to live in tonight.
Zhaohua walked over and saw Ji Shao and the others looking at the installation drawings, seriously banging nails.
"Not here, this is a long nail. The nail should be used to fix both sides of the tent. The drawing says that the angle is slanted at 60 degrees at the end, and the angle of ninety degrees will fall off." Xiao Ji said with the drawing.
When Ji Shao heard this, he pulled out the nailed iron nail and knocked it again with the hammer.
Zhaohua approached and almost laughed to death when he saw the two of them because he was still wrong to hold the drawings.
Zhaohua walked over and squatted down, took away the hammer from Ji Shaoyu's hand and said, "I'll do it, you nailed it in the opposite direction, the rope and the nail are at a ninety-degree angle. You will slide like this."
Ji Shao turned Zhaohua away, snatched the hammer from Zhaohua's hand, showing an expression of unyielding defeat and wrote in the small painting book: [No, we must do it ourselves.]
Xiao Ji echoed: "That's right, I want to fight for a breath, not to prove how great we are, I want to tell others."
【We can also do it ourselves!】
"Yes!"
Zhaohua showed a surprised expression, clapped and gave a thumbs up and said, "Okay, I have ambition. Then I'll go inside and practice the underworld first."
Although the tent is crooked and not fixed yet, it has been formed. At least the bracket is installed, Zhaohua simply goes in and completes today's Ming Cultivation first.
Although Zhaohua has already practiced the three-level system, and the breakthrough is due to summoning creatures to feed back, Zhaohua still has not left behind the daily underworld cultivation. He hopes to continue to accumulate more demonic energy. Maybe he doesn’t need to feed back. He can break through and awaken himself.
Then maybe I can feed back to the summoned beast.
Zhaohua walked into the tent and summoned the little wind silkworm. The little wind silkworm opened a small storm forbidden area and created a barrier-like protection to prevent anyone from interfering or something.
Zhaohua entered the state of the underworld in the forbidden area. Ten minutes later, Zhaohua suddenly opened his eyes, looked around and muttered to himself, "There is indeed no surveillance."
As Zhaohua thought, it’s not just how noble others are, it’s just a matter of bargaining chips.
Although Zhaohua trusts Yan and others, trust is a balance. If the bargaining chip is too heavy, trust will be lifted up. Although Zhaohua did not offend anyone from the Black Holy See or the Holy Court.
But he offended the Death Holy King, and he still kept a secret.
Zhaohua then opened the space magic stone and took out a towel from the space magic stone. This towel was the one that Zhaohua used to wipe his hands not long ago, wiped away the egg liquid that crushed the bird eggs, and then threw it into the space magic stone like garbage.
Zhaohua had a serious expression, holding a towel in his left hand, gently turning on the towel in his right hand, and a green feather lay inside.
Zhaohua looked at the green feathers with a deep meaning flashed through his eyes.
Zhaohua did not deceive Ying Yan, nor did he deceive the Lan Yong hunting group. He had really crushed the colorful bird eggs.
But no one knows that the real secret is not a bird egg, but a green feather hidden inside the bird egg.
If you pay attention, you will find that there was something that Zhaohua had made in the beginning that didn't make sense, and even Lan Yong himself didn't pay attention to it.
That is how Zhaohua knew about the colorful bird eggs hidden in himself. It seemed like he had known it early in the morning. He knew where it was just a meeting, and he stole them without realizing it.
Normally, Zhaohua could not know what Lan Yong had, but he could accurately take away the colorful bird egg.
Of course, if Lan Yong accidentally exposed it during the battle and Zhaohua saw it, it would be understandable. But Lan Yong is an old hunter and a super-level mage. Would he really make such a mistake?
The facts are not true, and Lan Yong did not make any mistakes.
The six beautiful wind wings behind the Xiaofeng Silkworm on the side were slowly swelling. The Xiaofeng Silkworm stood on Zhaohua's arm and stared at the feather.
That's right, what you can perceive is not Zhaohua, but this big guy.
"The perceived source is this green feather?" Zhaohua asked.
Xixi!! Xiaofeng Silkworm nodded seriously. Her small finger pointed at the small green feather and said, "That's right, it's it."
When Zhaohua first led the disaster to the east, Xiao Fengcan had already told Zhaohua that he had a strange feeling.
Later, when Lan Yong brought the birds back to Zhaohua for the second time, the little Feng Silkworm clearly affirmed that Lan Yong had a treasure of wind attribute.
There is an extremely mysterious wind element. Although the energy is not very powerful, it gives the little wind silkworm a feeling that it wants.
That's why Zhao Hua took the initiative to attack and took the initiative to get close to Lan Yong's.
The person who steals things is not Zhao Hua. After all, Zhao Hua turned around in the air and kicked it. He could not reach it with both hands. And if he could have a speed as fast as lightning, it was not only Zhao Hua, but also Xiao Feng Silkworm.
And what he originally perceived was the little Feng Silkworm. How could Zhaohua feel that there was something on Lan Yong? He is a human mage.
When Zhaohua picked up the green feather, he could feel the wind element from it, but the wind element was very weak. Not to mention the spiritual seed, the initial wind-type cultivation resources contained more wind elements than it.
But Zhaohua knew that some things do not depend on the amount of quantity, just like the heavenly seeds. Even if they are powerful, the meanings of the heavenly seeds and spiritual seeds are different.
Just like Guigui, its dark power is not strong, but it is pure and has unparalleled control.
Zhaohua handed the feather to Xiaofengcan and said, "You can't eat it, right? Can it help you advance?"
The little Fengcan grabbed the green feathers with his right hand, looked left and right, shook his head, and cried twice.
"I can't eat it and there is no special energy? So what's the use of this thing?"
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Xixi~, Xiao Fengcan held the feather in his right hand and shook it twice to spread his hands. He didn't know it, it just felt useful, but it felt useless when it got it.
Zhaohua looked at the green feathers. It was speculated that a certain sound bird accidentally ate it. After all, the feather was very small, and then the sound bird lays its eggs and the feathers also entered together when the eggs were formed.
If that is the case, then this feather is a collection of energy, not a physical object, and can be transferred.
Chapter completed!