Chapter 365 Bluebird

"Is this turtle a mother?"

"The sound is male, and it has a tail."

"I heard that the one without a tail is the female and the one with the tail is the male. It seems that it is really male. It's just... a male turtle, how can it lay eggs?

"It's normal for turtles to lay eggs."

"Dead, you don't have any common sense, and it's okay for turtles to lay eggs, but what's wrong with male turtles to lay eggs?"

"I think it is normal for turtles to lay eggs, but the eggs laid by turtles are not turtles, but a bird, and it is a blue bird. This is more confusing than laying eggs by male turtles.

"This is the same."

The black monkey and the frog talk to each other. In contrast, the frog speaks more steadily.

They are walking on the road with Ling Sheng.

That's good. It's just walking with your feet.

Sending an old turtle with a radius of dozens of miles to the sky is tantamount to lifting a mountain range with a radius of dozens of miles to the sky. Even if he has the power of a real dragon, he may not be able to do it.

However, Ling Sheng relied on the state of enlightenment and forced the tortoise shell up.

Although his physique is close to the power of Jiao, he is still half a step away. However, he also has the help of the mana of the mysterious half-immortal. With the state of enlightenment, he finally held the tortoise shell on the nine heavens.

How cool is the wind in the nine days?

Even if he is Ling Sheng, he has suffered a lot of injuries.

Although it recovered in an instant, Ling Sheng still has a downward trend.

At that time, Ling Sheng held the tortoise shell on nine days.

Is the extraterritorial world above the nine heavens?

Ling Sheng doesn't know.

However, he knew that the old turtle's greatest wish was to fly to the sky, so Ling Sheng helped it.

Perhaps at this time, the tortoise shell has been annihilated by the nine-day wind. But it's better than staying in the world and being burned by fire. Even if it can't fly alive, after all, it will cross the nine scaly after death.

If it still has a spirit, it will probably be gratified to see itself in the sky.

"If Ling Sheng leaves the tortoise shell, it will still be very useful. Besides, the turtle meat is also a great tonic."

The monkey secretly slandered himself.

Ling Sheng looked down at the blue feather bird.

This bird is only the size of a thumb, with blue feathers and flexible eyes.

This is the bird hatched by a bird egg that fell from its tortoise shell after the old turtle died.

"This bird was probably born from that God-given treasure." The frog looked at it and muttered, "The heavenly treasure of the old turtle, even if it is not too white and gold, must be very similar. It has the smell of too white and gold, which is very similar to you.

Ling Sheng nodded and said, "It has finally left this heavenly treasure behind."

"Is this little useless?"

The black monkey frowned and reached out to poke.

The blue bird turned his head and glanced at it faintly, very disdainful.

"Hey!" The monkey found it quite interesting and said, "It's quite spiritual. After all, it's the egg laid by the old turtle, which is nourished by the God-given treasure, and it can be born like a royal spirit. But is a eccentric still so arrogant in front of the monkey? Hey hey, how about we compare?"

A light flashed in the eyes of the blue bird, and a wind rolled away from the mouth.

The black monkey smiled and stretched out his hand to pinch the wind.

Suddenly, the mountain god's face changed slightly, and he turned to the side.

The wind brushed over the black monkey's face.

A blood stain appeared on the monkey's face.

The wind still went forward and landed on a hill.

The hill suddenly collapsed.

Ling Sheng's face changed slightly.

The frog's eyes are dignified.

"It's really a little tricky." The monkey touched his hairy face, wiped away the blood, and said, "Monkey is a divine body, but he just stands still. Generally, Yunkang's Taoism can't hurt me. You, a qi bird, can actually hurt me with the aftergance of Taoism alone."

The frog said in a condensed voice, "Have you ever seen a character who can flatten a hill?"

"That's true. When Ling Sheng was in the imperial era, he could penetrate the mountain and cut off the hill, but it took a lot of effort to wipe it out." The monkey reached out and poked it again and said, "This bird is really in the realm of imperial spirit. How can it be so powerful?"

Ling Sheng said in a low voice, "Is that treasure really so amazing?"

A little bird can perform such amazing Taoism with the help of this treasure. So what if the soul refining ancestor holds half of the treasure?

This treasure is so amazing that it is no wonder that the old turtle can fight with the true immortals and Taoist ancestors.

Ling Sheng felt the spirit of Taibai Gengjin from the blue bird.

That God-given treasure, even if it is not too white Gengjin, is very similar.

In the past, the black monkey was in charge of mountains and rivers, and there were many demons and immortals, and there were many demons. As for the evil spirits, there are almost countless. But there has never been a little spirit monster that can have such a ability. The monkey was very curious and poked again.

The bird showed anger. It turned its head and looked at it. With a sharp beak, there was a roaring sound.

The sound of howling is very high.

Ling Sheng suddenly felt dizzy, frowned, and carried his magic to cover his ears.

The frog's eyes look very solemn.

And the black monkey was the first to take the brunt, and a pair of golden pupils were very confused. It turned its head and shouted, "What are you talking about?"

Ling Sheng frowned and said, "No one spoke."

"What?" The black monkey's voice became louder and louder, "Louder."

Ling Sheng was silent.

The frog said in a low voice, "The monkey was unprepared and was shocked by it."

The bird showed pride, spread its wings slightly, and flew to Ling Sheng's shoulder.

The body of the black monkey is close, but still, how can those ordinary birds and beasts escape the doom?

Ling Sheng felt it and shook his head.

Shicai said that the bird opened its mouth and roared, and more than 30 miles had been heard, and the sound within ten miles was the most murderous, and a large number of birds and beasts died.

"The ordinary birds and beasts with a radius of ten miles can't stand such a shrill sound and almost die. Those who are open-minded and know how to practice are better. The frog shook his head and said, "Ten miles away, the voice has weakened. Although there are birds and beasts killed because of this, it is not as amazing as within ten miles."

The bird showed a disgriness, and there was another one in its mouth.

A different color flashed in Ling Sheng's eyes, and his hand was like lightning. He quickly reached to his shoulder and clamped his fingers to clamp the sharp beak of the cyan bird so that he could not open his mouth and make a sound.

The frog breathed a sigh of relief.

The black monkey rubbed its ears and gradually recovered.

The frog jumped to the other shoulder, fell beside the bird and said, "You are really powerful. The roar of more than 30 miles must not be done by you. But we don't have any other ideas, and we don't need to prove anything. Don't show your skills anymore.

The bird hummed.