My second brother and I were watching a strong light emanating from the body of my junior fellow apprentice.
The light was faint at first, but then it became brighter and brighter, enveloping him like a small sun.
In the light, one can faintly hear the humming sound of flowing spiritual energy, as if a wonderful piece of music is being played.
After a moment, the light gradually faded, and the junior brother slowly opened his eyes, with a gleam of brilliance flashing in his eyes.
His aura became noticeably stronger and more composed.
He let out a long sigh, his face filled with uncontrollable joy.
He stood up, his voice trembling slightly with excitement, and shouted: "Senior Sister Ling, Second Young Master, I finally broke through the middle stage of Qi Refining!"
As he spoke, he couldn't help but look back and forth at his hands.
It seemed as if at this moment they all found it hard to believe that their spiritual power had become even stronger.
"With my current cultivation level, I would need to cultivate for at least twenty years before I can break through to the middle stage."
But who could have thought that, just as I was sitting there lighting a fire, the fragrance of this magical chicken was like magical rain, penetrating into my body.
At first I just thought the fragrance was pleasant and I was very greedy.
Who knew that the spiritual power contained in it was so rich, and it flowed into my meridians along with my breath.
Then the spiritual power gathered more and more, and became thicker and thicker. I felt like there was a force in my body pushing me and guiding me to break through the shackles.
I quickly calmed down and gave guidance, and I didn’t expect that the breakthrough would be so smooth!
"Junior brother was describing this story with great enthusiasm, pacing around in place, unable to conceal his excitement."
He looked so happy that it seemed like the joy was almost overflowing from his body.
I was listening from the side, and was also surprised and happy, and couldn't help but say in my heart.
"The system really didn't lie to me. This frying pan is so powerful. Just smelling the aroma can make me break through."
"Second brother, do you have it?" I looked at my second brother with doubts in my heart and asked as I approached him.
The second brother scratched his head and said helplessly: "I only feel a little bit of spiritual power, but this fragrance is really too tempting."
I also want to lie on the pot and smell it," said the second brother, and he actually moved closer to the pot.
He sniffed hard at the fragrance that filled the air, his face full of intoxication.
Seeing this, I hurriedly followed suit and sniffed a few more times, but apart from the mouth-watering fragrance, I didn't detect any spiritual power at all.
I couldn't help but mutter, "Why can't I feel any spiritual power at all? I only feel the fragrance. Is it divided by people?"
The sound of "woof woof woof" broke the original tranquility in the kitchen.
The clear and loud barking of a dog suddenly reached everyone's ears.
"Where did this dog come from? I can't help but wonder."
The sound became louder, coming in waves like a surging tide, and seemed to be mixed with urgency.
My second brother and I looked at each other, and we saw confusion and curiosity in each other's eyes.
Without saying anything more, they walked into the yard together to find the source of the sound.
When I got closer, I found that it was the little black ball that was originally in the net bag that was chirping.
The second brother then slapped his head, as if he suddenly remembered something.
He said, "Oh, when I caught the spirit chicken just now, I seemed to have caught it together."
At that time, I didn’t see clearly what it was, so I didn’t pay much attention to it and just brought it back.
When I was dealing with the spiritual chicken just now, my mind was focused on the other chickens and I didn't notice it.
I nodded repeatedly and said, "I was just standing by, thinking about how to make this magical chicken delicious, and I didn't notice this little black ball."
If it hadn't cried out, it probably wouldn't have been discovered until now.
Looking closely at the little black ball now, you can see that it is covered in black velvet, as if it is wrapped in a black cloud.
Only two round, bright eyes were exposed, rolling around, revealing a cleverness.
There were still a lot of chicken feathers from the spirit chicken on his body, and I don’t know if they were stuck on him while he was struggling in the net bag.
Seeing someone approaching, the black ball's voice instantly turned into a whimper, thin and weak.
It was as if she had suffered a great injustice and was about to cry.
Its little claws were clinging tightly to the net bag, its body was trembling slightly, and it inadvertently revealed a hint of pitifulness, and it looked very cute.
The fellow apprentice's eyes lit up, and after examining it carefully for a moment, he said with certainty, "This is a spirit dog's cub."
As soon as the words fell, the second brother couldn't help but ask in confusion: "When did this Dongchen Holy Land have a spirit dog?"
I've only heard of it happening in the Western Wasteland Holy Land. Demons and monsters are rampant there, but how could a spirit dog pup appear so far away?
The junior fellow apprentice curiously approached the puppy, wanting to take a closer look to see if there was anything special about it.
He kept muttering, "This little guy looks so clever and cute."
The little spirit dog didn't seem to like his junior fellow apprentice's approach and began to whimper again.
The little body kept shrinking towards me, looking so pitiful.
Those two tearful eyes stared at me without blinking, full of pleading and longing.
The meaning is obvious, it just wants me to hug it.
That look seemed to have an invisible magic that penetrated into my heart and melted my heart in an instant.
"Brother, let's take it out. I want to raise it."
I really couldn't resist the gaze of this little cutie, so I turned to look at my second brother.
The second brother used his spiritual sense to carefully scan the spirit dog, his eyes filled with scrutiny and judgment.
After a moment, he nodded slightly and said, "There is not a trace of cultivation in this spirit dog."
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