Ming Zhiyuan interrupted Feng Wu: "Xiao Wu, it's true that you are a monster, but you got the inheritance from Feng Wang in the secret realm of Feng Wang. You must know that Feng Wang is a monster.
At her time, you monsters were also monsters, and she and you were both phoenixes.
I don’t ask what kind of inheritance you got in the secret realm, but with your fourth-level realm, you were promoted to Martial God so quickly after entering the secret realm, haven’t you ever thought about why?”
"why?"
Feng Wu asked stupidly.
"Because you and Phoenix King are both phoenixes, you are the most suitable to practice Phoenix King's own martial arts."
"But I'm just a monster. Feng Wang is the king of monsters."
Ming Zhiyuan was speechless. Feng Wu had such low self-esteem. No wonder it had always been so timid.
Ma Tao couldn't listen anymore and said impatiently: "Monster beasts are also a branch of Warcraft. Thousands of years ago, your branch was also a Warcraft. Do you understand?"
Ma Tao's tone of voice was a little bad. Feng Wu didn't dare to say anything after hearing this. He just said softly: "I understand."
Ming Zhiyuan looked at Ma Tao and shook his head slightly, signaling him not to speak to Feng Wu in such a tone. This guy was originally timid and had a bit of an inferiority complex. After being scolded by Ma Tao, he did not dare to speak even more. Little guy
You have to be coaxed to come.
Fortunately, although Feng Wu was injured and kept flying at a controlled altitude, its speed was really amazing. Within half an hour, it fell to the edge of another oasis.
Because they had been flying at a low altitude, they did not have time to go to a high place to check the situation of this oasis. They did not know how big the oasis was, nor did they know if any families were living here.
At this time, they didn't have much time to explore the situation here, so they had to sneak in and hide first.
The two of them and the beast quietly walked into the oasis jungle. Not long after, they felt something bad. The trees here showed signs of being cut down. As they walked in, they saw several cut down tree stumps.
Ma Tao took the lead and stopped behind a bush. He squatted down and said to Ming Zhiyuan behind him: "This is an inhabited place. We can't stay here for a long time."
Ming Zhiyuan frowned, squatted on the ground, looked around, and responded softly: "It's right here, don't go any further, I'll show Xiao Wu its current situation, rest for a while, and you will be responsible for guarding."
Ma Tao nodded silently and tiptoed to the side.
Ming Zhiyuan took out the herbs he found earlier, selected them, and rolled them into a ball with his hands. He said a little embarrassedly: "This needs to be cooked. What should I do?"
Feng Wu looked at the straw ball in Ming Zhiyuan's hand and said in embarrassment: "You might as well chop it up for me."
Ming Zhiyuan looked at this little guy: "It's okay to chop it into pieces, but this must be cooked."
At this point, Ming Zhiyuan's eyes suddenly flashed: "Xiao Wu, you can speak now, and you should have the original fire. Come on, spray some fire."
Feng Wu looked at him with wide eyes: "I am a monster, where does the original firepower come from?"
"Your monster king is also a god of war. Can it also breathe fire?"
"When did you see our monster king spitting fire? It spits."
Ming Zhiyuan looked at Feng Wu, whose feathers had turned fiery red, and felt that it was different from the monster.
"Try it. Use the inner elixir to circulate the breath. You are no longer an ordinary monster. Believe me, I think you will be able to stimulate the source of your talent."
Feng Wu looked at Ming Zhiyuan's expectant expression. For a long time, he scratched his neck, opened his pointed beak and whined for a long time. His eyes turned white and he couldn't even spit.
It looked at Ming Zhiyuan helplessly: "I have already said that monsters can inspire the source of talent, but there is no original fire anymore, and neither does our monster king."
Ming Zhiyuan was even more helpless: "Xiao Wu, you have to be as courageous and confident as a Warcraft. You are originally a member of the Warcraft Phoenix King. With my talent for refining elixirs, you have also gained the inheritance in the secret realm.
, after experiencing the trial of the Nine Flames Sea of Fire, why don’t you believe that you can inspire the original fire?”
Feng Wu murmured a little: "I, I can't do it. I can just fly, faster, I..."
"Why......"
Ming Zhiyuan felt that there was nothing he could do about it. Such a monster with no confidence at all was really not the same group as the monsters in the Warcraft Forest that were not afraid of life and death.
When he was really considering whether to find other medicinal materials to match it so that he wouldn't have to cook the herb ball, Ma Tao came back quietly.
He said solemnly: "This oasis should be a settlement. I saw a few wooden houses in front. No one lived in them. They were probably used as temporary residences for those who came to cut wood.
We don’t know how big this oasis is, and we don’t know how powerful the people in this place are. We must be careful not to be discovered. I went to the wooden house and saw a few simple wooden beds. Zhiyuan, you haven’t rested all this time, you can go and have a rest.
I'll guard the place."
Ming Zhiyuan shook his head: "Everyone hasn't had a rest. We take turns to guard and take a rest. You rest first. I also need to find some medicinal materials. I still need a few herbs. Is there any flint in the wooden house? If I can cook this dumpling,
Just make it and it’ll be fine.”
He said, holding the herb ball in his hand and weighing it.
Ma Tao glanced at it, then turned around and led them forward, saying: "Whether it's a rotation or not, I've checked around here. There's no one there for now. Please hurry up and let everyone take a rest. There's an iron pot in the wooden house."
, there should also be flint.”
They walked for a while and came to a clearing that had been cut down. There were three wooden houses located side by side.
Ma Tao led them into the wooden house in the middle, pointed to the corner and said: "There is a stove and an iron pot here. If you look for it, you will probably find flint. But if you burn a fire at this time, the smoke will rise. Are you afraid of being caught?
See?"
Ming Zhiyuan and Feng Wu looked over and saw a stone stove in the right corner of the door. There was an iron pot on it, but the iron pot was full of dust and no one had used it for an unknown period of time.
Ming Zhiyuan looked at it and thought for a moment: "Don't be afraid, this is a place where people live. Even if you see fireworks, you will think that people who cut down trees are here. I will cook the herbs and we will change places."
After that, he walked down the aisle: "It's almost noon. Feng Wu flew all night last night, so he needs to rest quickly. Brother Ma, you'll be on guard first. I'll make the pills and replace you."
Ma Tao shook his head: "Forget it, you are an alchemist, you are rushing to do all the work. Just make the pills and then go to rest. I am the God of Martial Arts. I will not take it seriously if I don't rest for a few days."
After speaking, without waiting for Ming Zhiyuan's reply, he turned around and walked out of the wooden door.
Ming Zhiyuan stopped talking, walked to the stone stove, looked at the iron pot, and said to himself with a sad face: "It's so dirty, I have to clean it up."
Feng Wu was so big that he finally squeezed into the wooden door. He found that the wooden house was too small, so he squeezed out again and took a nap at the door of the wooden house.