Chen Yanjun is holding a big white pear, and I have to say that its color and shape are indeed somewhat similar to his wife.

Sitting cross-legged on the mat near Murong Ye.

Take a bite of the Chaotianmu Mountain Sydney pear, and the clear and sweet juice pours into your blood vessels and stomach.

Chen Yanjun suddenly glowed with radiance, and his face was as moist as a baby, almost overflowing with water...

[Cultivation +1, progress 51/100 (ninth-grade martial artist)! 】

[Cultivation +1...]

This is a beauty product!

I will pick up a few more and bring them back to my wife to try.

Song Quwu stood on the big square bamboo mat in the center with a Confucian air. He glanced at the two of them and felt like they were two classmates who were stealing food in class.

With a gloomy loli face, she took out a new cotton towel, covered her mouth and coughed twice, and began to explain the knowledge about exotic animals to Chen Yanjun.

It's not all dictation. He holds a slender brush and writes and draws in the space in front of his eyes, like Chen Yanjun's teacher in his previous life writing on the blackboard.

However, this is a three-dimensional blackboard book. The pen tip leaves a suspended ink shadow in the air, which looks very cool and fairy-like.

"Seeing as you haven't learned how to control beasts, let's start with the basics."

Song Quwu splashed ink, danced with his pen, and spoke slowly.

"Spirit beasts are beasts that, like cultivators, absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and the essence of the sun and moon to cultivate themselves."

"The bones of animals are the same as humans, and they are also born with five elements."

"However, its Dantian is a beast spirit as solid as stone. In addition, beasts have no intelligence and simple minds. Their talent for absorbing spiritual energy is usually higher than that of humans."

"Generally speaking, after beasts are imported, their size will become larger and their strength will become stronger, but they will still be the same as before, without any more weird organs."

Saying this, Song Quwu waved his pen and drew a giant panda with its head emerging from the bamboo forest. It ate bamboo like grass.

The level of calligraphy and painting seems to be average. I want to express Confucianism in painting, but the craftsmanship is too strong and there is no inner flavor.

However, although the simple panda painted has no charm, it is extremely vivid and has a cartoon feel...

"Spiritual beasts in the wild are generally called ferocious beasts. Cultivators tamed ferocious beasts and the profession of beast master was born."

"In terms of taming spiritual beasts, the strongest one is not Chang'an, but the Penglai Fairy City near the sea."

"After all, there are abundant spiritual materials in the sea, and spiritual beasts along the coast can grow to very large sizes. It is said that there is a Kunpeng there that swallows up the sky and eats the earth. It is larger than a city. Standing on the seaside, it looks like a deep wilderness of mountains and seas."

As she said this, she casually drew a simple picture of Kunpeng swallowing a dragon.

Look carefully, the dragon is swallowing the whale...

Chen Yanjun did not expect that he would actually see a miracle in the Tang Dynasty where a Kun started out and its evolution depended entirely on swallowing.

Seeing that Chen Yanjun was a little confused, Murong Ye bit into the juicy pear and whispered:

"It's very interesting. The splash-ink pictures drawn by junior sister are different every time. That's why I like to listen to it."

This kind of explanation while drawing is really interesting, so much so that even though it is the most basic common sense, Chen Yanjun also listens to it with gusto.

"But in the Central Plains, there are constant battles and poor spiritual energy. The most powerful spiritual beast at present is the beast tide."

"For example, tens of thousands of ninth-grade spiritual locusts cover the sky and the sun, roaring in and roaring away... It is enough to kill a general and sweep through a town. It is a nightmare for the Chang'an garrison."

The beast tide paintings painted by Song Quwu look more abstract and funny, without the sense of horror.

But it made Chen Yanjun feel some discomfort.

He thought of the tide of beasts that appeared repeatedly in his demonic fantasy. From a distance, they looked like migratory locusts. Only when he caught one did he realize that he had never seen an indescribable monster before.

Now, Chen Yanjun couldn't wait to know everything about the strange beasts and poisons, and reminded:

"Senior sister, I am a doctor. I not only heal people, but also heal spiritual beasts during practice. I also practice spiritual beast knowledge. Can you fast forward to the secret knowledge of the Prison Suppression Department?"

"oh."

Song Quwu said awkwardly, and as he waved his hand, the ink marks returned to the tip of his pen, thinking that he had drawn so much in vain.

"Alien beasts are nothing new."

"All spiritual beasts that are artificially cultivated and change their form are alien beasts, such as Pegasus..."

He was talking about Pegasus, but the tip of his pen drew an eight-legged monster that resembled an alpaca.

Chen Yanjun smiled and said:

"Senior sister, I also know about the artificially bred strange beasts you mentioned."

For example, the green pony cultivated by Qiu Zhuo, and her fighting beast, the two-headed snake... No, it's the two-headed poisonous anaconda.

Song Quwu was a little embarrassed.

Murong Ye also teased junior sister:

"Qu Wu, don't be nervous when you see a handsome scholar. It's not good to drag him down like this... quickly draw a monster!"

Only then did Song Quwu cheer up.

"In the beginning, cultivators created exotic beasts not to facilitate their daily necessities, but to find ways to assist in combat or improve their cultivation."

"For example, humans and ordinary spiritual beasts only have five elements of talent, but artificially synthesized alien beasts, through continuous screening and fusion, can cultivate wind, thunder, and all kinds of exotic beasts."

As he spoke, Song Quwu casually drew an eight-winged thunder snake that caused thunder and crackled the mountain. Feeling that it was not satisfying, he also drew a giant ray flying in the wind.

They were all flying in the sky... Murong Ye frowned more and more as he looked at them, and the big white pears in his hands no longer smelled good.

"Draw something running on the ground."

Song Quwu nodded seriously.

Then, I drew a humanoid gecko. The upper body is a human and the lower body is an octopus. It can not only run fast on the ground, but also fly on the wall.

Murong Ye's tense heart finally relaxed. He glanced at Chen Yanjun, pointed at the human octopus and said:

"This is quite beautiful."

Chen Yanjun raised his forehead. He didn't expect that his sister-in-law didn't even notice such an obvious irony...

I have to say that this woman has very accurate intuition about some things, but she is also too brainless in some aspects.

Especially towards the sky, she seems to have an almost instinctive fear.

Chen Yanjun guessed that her character did not seem to be afraid of something. This fear probably came from her bloodline or the skills she practiced.

Song Quwu then emptied the ink stains, glanced at Chen Yanjun, and drew a picture of a monster attacking a man and a woman out of thin air.

"This is the latest protagonist, Gu Biao, and the following begins to involve the secrets of the Prison Suppression Department."

Chen Yanjun looked at it for a long time before realizing that it was a gu.

This shows that Song Quwu had never seen Gu Xi at all.

But although the two people under Gu Wither's Claw have no specific appearance, the talismans around their waists are very eye-catching.

It is Chen Yanjun and Du Qiuzhuo!

Chen Yanjun looked at his sister-in-law in shock...

Murong Ye didn't speak or look at him.

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Chapter completed!