Jiang Yuan ignored it and turned around and looked at Shu Xiaoxiao beside him and said, "Xiaoxiao, how much is it from the ninth level of the Linghai Realm?"

"Young Master, it's only about 40% away!"

When Mu Qianru heard the conversation between the two, she even complained secretly.

The master is a pervert, and the maid is also a pervert.

Her little maid is at the eighth level of the Linghai Realm at this age.

Compared to them, I am simply a waste!

No, I have to find a way to break the situation as soon as possible!

Her eyes immediately fell into the pot of soup.

After simmering on high heat for three days, all the essence of the tiger bones was integrated into the soup.

This is a real tonic, comparable to a great medicine.

We must work hard later and drink more.

She secretly cheered herself up.

Jiang Yuan's eyes fell on the shadow of the sword intent in the distance.

"It's been two days, and it's almost time to pass!"

Immediately, Jiang Yuan looked at the pot of soup next to him, sniffed and smiled.

"What a pot of tiger bone soup, I seem to smell the power of the rules."

Shu Xiaoxiao nodded at this time and took out a bone from her bag.

"Young Master, please see this!"

Jiang Yuan's eyes immediately fell on her palm.

When I saw the bone in her hand that looked like white jade, I saw that it was engraved with law patterns.

"This is?"

Jiang Yuan was a little surprised.

"Young Master, this is a bone I found on the forehead of this ferocious beast, the white tiger."

Mu Qianru was shocked when she saw the bone in Shu Xiaoxiao's hand.

"There is a pattern that actually contains the power of the wind system rules!"

"Is the pattern of the power of rules?" Jiang Yuan murmured.

Then he took the tiger bone from Shu Xiaoxiao's hand and looked at the patterns on the tiger bone.

Invisible wind marks seemed to appear in front of me.

Looking at the regular patterns above, Jiang Yuan’s experiences just now resonated with them.

The white tiger has integrated the understanding of the wind rules into its bones, and its flesh and blood also contains some rule rune imprints.

Just now Jiang Yuan refined its flesh and blood essence, and he also had some experience in his mind about the rules of wind.

Now looking at the patterns on the tiger bones has resonated with him.

For a moment, a breeze suddenly appeared beside me, and a mysterious Taoist rhyme appeared on my body.

Mu Qianru's pupils suddenly shrank.

This is an epiphany!

Shu Xiaoxiao also pulled her back aside.

Seeing her trying to speak, Shu Xiaoxiao immediately raised her index finger to her mouth.

Shh!

Silently, but Mu Qianru suddenly realized.

Beautiful eyes looked at Shu Xiaoxiao and nodded slowly.

Jiang Yuan's side changed from a breeze to a strong wind, and the wind and sand were slowly rolled up.

Seeing this, Shu Xiaoxiao raised her hand to grab it.

The pot of almost cooked tiger bone soup flew to her.

The two retreated toward the rear again.

On the other side, the strong weather around Jiang Yuan turned into a strong wind, and the strong weather turned into a storm.

After a moment.

The wind and sand were rolling, the sky was dark, and the whistling wind swept through several miles.

Several towering ancient trees in the distance were instantly uprooted.

"What a terrifying understanding!" Mu Qianru murmured.

I felt a little frightened.

Such a strange phenomenon has shown that Jiang Yuan has comprehended the power of the wind rules and has already had a deep understanding.

Shu Xiaoxiao did smile slightly, no surprise at all.

She has been with Jiang Yuan for so long, how could she not know Jiang Yuan’s understanding?

Not to mention that it is the most famous in the history of Qianyuan Kingdom, it is also a handful of levels.

After one stick of incense.

The violent wind and sand stagnated and then slowly fell down.

"Young master's understanding is over!"

Shu Xiaoxiao gently swears.

At this time, the center of the wind and sand.

Jiang Yuan slowly smiled: "This is an unexpected surprise. I didn't expect that this ferocious beast, the white tiger, still has such a precious bone! No wonder the turbulent wind it used before was so terrifying!"

A white light flashed in Jiang Yuan's hand, and the small white jade bone that Lu Qingshan gave him before also appeared in his hand.

Looking at the two bones, there are some similarities.

Jiang Yuan suddenly realized something.

The white jade bone given to him by Lu Qingshan should also be the treasure bone of some powerful creature, which is similar to the precious bone of this white tiger.

It's just that its strength is not on the same level.

My current strength may be able to see the mystery.

But it is not now. According to time, that opportunity is about to be born, so I have to go and get that opportunity first.

Thinking of this, the small white jade bone in Jiang Yuan's hand was instantly taken into his pocket.

Looking at the yellow sand above his head, he thought.

In an instant, the yellow sand floating above fell into the dust, and the whole sky was clear and bright.

Jiang Yuan flashed and came to Shu Xiaoxiao.

Leave the white tiger bone in your hand to Shu Xiaoxiao.

"Please keep it well, which contains the mystery of wind-based rules. If you take it well, you can understand the power of wind-based rules from this."

"Yes, young master!" Shu Xiaoxiao nodded.

Mu Qianru looked at the white tiger bone in Shu Xiaoxiao's hand enviously.

At this time, she understood why the ferocious beast, the White Tiger, was so powerful.

The treasure bones of the forehead contain wind rules.

No wonder even if you lose your spiritual wisdom, you can use the wind-based magical powers. It turns out that this is its natural magical power.

If it were outside, the level of cultivation of this ferocious beast, the White Tiger, was far from this.

It is probably a great demon who has already achieved the Dharma Realm.

Then, she looked at the pot of tiger bone soup beside her and drained the water.

After several days of boiling, the water has been half dried.

What is left now is the essence of tiger bones, and the soup is white and extremely rich.

Jiang Yuan looked at Mu Qianru beside him and looked at Shu Xiaoxiao again.

At this time, Shu Xiaoxiao put away the white tiger's bones and her eyes returned to the pot of thick soup.

Swallowing saliva from time to time in my throat.

Jiang Yuan couldn't help but smile.

He hadn't discovered before that he, a little maid, still has the potential of a foodie.
To be continued...