The Tiger King lies on the ground, and he doesn't need to pick flowers in person. Unlike other creatures, it has magic to control the arrival of flowers.

Hearing the question from the sky, he raised his head lazily. He looked like a tiger, but he looked like a lazy cat.

"We are practicing in the sun during the day, eating green flowers, and smelling the scent of red flowers at night, and making it the same year as we do."

"Oh, you tiger no longer eats creatures?"

"What's good about eating creatures? Are their blood so fishy, ​​as good as spiritual herbs?"

"Hey, I have a question to ask you, why the spiritual herb you eat only makes your body's spiritual energy increase a little bit, that's the fairy grass, it's impossible!"

"Then do you have any other feelings?" The tigers continued to be lazy. Of course, they also discussed this issue, but they lived in this magic weapon, and they were like this every day. They no longer had to think about it, and there was no other new idea.

"It seems that a little bit of spiritual energy has increased, and it is emitted by some pores in the body. Is this a magic weapon strange?"

After hearing the monkey's words, the tiger rolled his eyes at it and said, "This is still during the day. If the suction force in the air is greater at night, you don't use your own ability to block the spiritual energy on your body, and you will be sucked away."

The two monkey kings heard the question and were half-believing and half-doubted, and the other monkey didn't say anything at this time, saying:

"We have been here for two days and two nights, and at night I didn't feel the suction of air sucking away the spiritual energy from our bodies."

The Tiger King looked at the two monkeys and could understand that these two monkeys were so arrogant that they could practice their bodies and walk in space day and night. Even so, they were still made of ghosts.
Chapter completed!