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Chapter two hundred and eighty ninth

Yun Ling picked up the glazed blue knife that Zhang Rong had dropped on the ground. A fly's legs were also meat, and she didn't let go of Zhang Rong's storage bag.

She was very curious. Zhang Rong seemed to be just a scholar, so how could he have any cultivation level? Although his cultivation level was very low, he was still an anomaly among ordinary people.

Cicadas chirped in the banyan forest, and owls cooed in the distance.

Yun Ling dragged Zhang Rong's body and threw it into the Ghost River.

As the river rippled, Zhang Rong disappeared after a while.

"Let's go, let's walk slowly along the river and return to the sea."

Yun Ling picked up Ah Jiu's small monkey body and walked forward.

There was silence beside the Gui River, except for Yun Ling and Ah Jiu, who were quiet and warm.

I don't know how much time passed, but when the sky was dark, Yun Ling's stomach gave out a hunger warning.

Ah Jiu, who was sleeping, raised his head blankly and saw her holding a beige pancake and chewing it happily.

Ah Jiu rubbed his stomach and felt a little hungry.

Yun Ling pulled off half of the tortilla and handed it to it.

Ah Jiu Monkey bit it and spat it out with a "wow" sound.

What's so unpalatable! Ah Jiu threw the pancake to the ground.

Yun Ling: "..."

What's so bad about it? Lin Xiuzhen's craftsmanship is very good. This pancake is so soft and sticky to the teeth. She, the owner, has been eating it for three months, but you, the spiritual beast, dislike it so much?

"Zhizhi!" I want spiritual wine and spiritual fruit.

Ah Jiu roared in displeasure.

Ever since it followed Yun Ling, it had never stopped drinking wine, fruits, tea, and snacks every day. It was used to eating well, drinking spicy food, and being arrogant. How could it accept the treatment of ordinary food?

"Look, I don't have the spiritual power to open the storage bracelet, and you don't have the spiritual power to return to the spirit beast ring on your own. We can only rely on these foods to satisfy our hunger. If you try it again, you won't be able to tell.

It's okay!" Yun Ling coaxed rationally.

Ah Jiu is just a cub, and he has never suffered anything since he was a child. He only wants to eat and have fun, and even his cultivation is three days of fishing and two days of sunbathing. He is so tired that he cannot bear the grievance.

It tilted its head and ignored Yun Ling.

"If you don't eat, I won't care if you're hungry. Now that we are mortals, you might starve to death if you don't eat!" Yun Ling pretended to threaten.

The little monkey suddenly slipped from her arms and stood on the ground, its eyes widened.

Why are you still angry?

Yun Ling thought that she couldn't get used to this bad habit, so she stepped forward and said, "Then I'll leave first."

Ah Jiu turned his back and sat down on the ground.

"You!" Yun Ling was discouraged.

She turned around and returned to Ah Jiu. That's all. Who said this was her own monkey cub? It would hurt even if it didn't obey.

It is unwilling to eat these ordinary foods even if it is beaten to death, which is not an option.

At a loss what to do, Yun Ling suggested again: "How about you give me another drop of ordinary spiritual blood, and I will try to see if I can open the spirit beast ring and send you in?"

A spirit beast who has been practicing hard for ten years can accumulate a drop of his heart's blood that has infinite uses. However, Ajiu is lazy and has been following her for so many years to cultivate just a few drops, and they have been used up in several crises.

Now that there is not a drop of blood left in his heart, he can only hope for ordinary spiritual blood.

Ah Jiu shook his head: "The drop just now was obtained by draining all the spiritual energy from my body, so my blood won't work anymore."

Yun Ling: "..."

She was silent for a while, and then said: "Although I don't expect you to become very powerful, I can't neglect your training. Look, at this critical moment, you can't even return home without spiritual power."

Go, if I were you, I would be too embarrassed to hold my head up right now..."

In Ah Jiu's eyes, Yun Ling couldn't continue and stopped talking.

Without spiritual power, you can't go back home, and she...

Yun Ling sighed.

Gaining and losing is the cruelest thing in the world. Without a single soldier, it can eat away at a person's soul and pride, and eventually turn him into a self-abandoned waste.

For more than three months, her spiritual power still showed no signs of recovery. She pretended not to care, pretended to downplay the fact that her spiritual power had disappeared, and concentrated on practicing swordsmanship. But every time she dreamed about it at midnight, she would involuntarily look at herself.

His hands were in despair.

Ah Jiu also sighed, finally seeing his current situation clearly.

It stretched out its thin arms and gently pressed its short monkey paws on Yun Ling's palm.

The warmth in his palms rekindled Yun Ling's confidence.

She knelt down and picked it up gently: "Ajiu, it's okay, I still have you. Don't worry, I'll go to the nearest bustling town and I will definitely find something you like to eat."

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Unfortunately, the idea is beautiful, but the reality is miserable.

Seven days later, on the official road of Mingzhu Town, a man and a monkey were walking hobblingly.

The man's body was covered in mud, and the shoes on his feet were in tatters, with only half of one shoe left.

The monkey next to the man was also covered in mud.

One person and one monkey walked along the street and walked into Mingzhu Town step by step.

People along the road were a little surprised when they saw a little clay monkey, so they came up to take a closer look. When they saw that the owner of the monkey was a dirty beggar, they turned around and left in a hurry.

This beggar was covered in mud, and he looked like he was seriously ill. It was better to stay away from him, lest he get over the illness.

The monkey walked a few steps, then stopped and refused to move forward.

"Ah Jiu, hurry up and I'll take you to eat something delicious right away!" Yun Ling urged.

Ah Jiu ignored her. He took a deep breath of the aroma of wine on the roadside and drooled.

Yun Ling smelled the aroma of food wafting from the restaurant in front of her and swallowed unconsciously.

She has been a monk for so long that she has long forgotten how mortals live.

After Ah Bao rescued her, she moved into Ah Bao's house within two days and lived a comfortable life with food to eat, mouth to wear and clothes to stretch out her hands. At that time, she even lamented that mortals also have happiness.

As everyone knows, being an ordinary person is really hard. Especially being an ordinary person who is hungry!

Before she left, Lin Xiuzhen prepared a lot of corn cakes for her.

However, despite the exhaustion of traveling, the corn cakes were all gone in just three days. This was because Ah Jiu disdained such ordinary dry food and did not share it with her.

In the following days, she and Abao lived a miserable life searching for food to satisfy their hunger along the way.

What kind of genius boy strayed into the jungle and found a rare spiritual fruit, and then changed his destiny and became a master? What kind of lonely girl was thrown into the wilderness, accidentally obtained the treasures of heaven and earth, and became rich overnight...

.The things written in the book sold by Canglanhai are all fake!

Not to mention spiritual fruits, even sour and astringent wild fruits, you have to be lucky to find one or two. Some of them are even half-killed by unknown birds, and the residue hangs on the branches...

They are like small fish and shrimps in mountains, rocks, streams and springs. They hide in the cracks of rocks when they see people. They are slippery and will not easily get on your grill.

Yun Ling wiped away bitter tears.

When she returns to the Canglan Sea, she will definitely give those monks who wrote the scripts a good beating.

The words are misleading!

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