These monster eggs are of great significance to us, and they are an important opportunity for us on our path of cultivation." Everyone nodded in agreement, their eyes revealing a firm determination.
So, everyone began to search for these magical medicines and objects all over the town.
They ran to every pharmacy and treasure shop, spending a large amount of spirit stones, and after going through a lot of hardships, they finally gathered all the items they needed.
Every time they found an item, their hope grew, as if they saw a bright future after the monster eggs were hatched. After returning to the camp, everyone couldn't wait to start hatching the monster eggs.
Following the old man's instructions, they carefully ground the Star Spirit Grass, Red Flame Ganoderma Lucidum, Ice Heart Orchid and other spiritual herbs into powder, and carefully mixed them together with spiritual crystals and spiritual liquid to make a special spiritual liquid.
The spiritual liquid exudes a strange light and a unique breath, as if it contains the mystery of life.
Then, they gently placed the monster eggs into the spiritual liquid, allowing them to fully absorb the energy in it, looking forward to the birth of new life.
In the following days, everyone took good care of these monster eggs every day, working tirelessly.
They constantly replenished the monster eggs with spiritual fluid and closely observed their changes, as if they were protecting their own children.
As time passed quietly, the monster egg began to undergo miraculous changes.
The originally quiet egg began to tremble slightly, as if gradually waking up from a deep sleep, and the light on its surface became stronger and stronger, as if it was accumulating strength to break out of the shell, and a new life was about to be born.
Finally, after everyone's eager anticipation and unremitting efforts, cracks began to appear on the first monster egg.
"Come and see, the eggs are about to hatch!"
Lang Nana shouted excitedly, her voice full of joy and excitement.
Everyone gathered around, staring at the egg that was about to hatch, their heartbeats quickening involuntarily, as if they were witnessing a sacred ceremony.
There was a crisp and shocking "crack" sound, and a crack appeared in the eggshell, and a small monster crawled out from it.
This monster was red all over, like a burning flame, with a pair of small wings that fluttered gently in the breeze, and its eyes were as bright as rubies, emitting a lively light. As soon as it was born, it made a crisp cry, and the sound was full of vitality and energy, as if announcing its arrival to the world.
"What kind of monster is this?" Nan Fengxue asked curiously, his eyes full of confusion and curiosity.
Jiang Qiong observed the monster carefully, and after thinking for a moment, he said, "I'm not sure either, but judging from its aura, it should be a fire-attributed monster with great potential. It will definitely achieve something in the future."
Everyone looked at this cute little monster, their hearts filled with joy and a sense of accomplishment.
Afterwards, other monster eggs began to hatch one after another, and monsters of various shapes broke out of their shells.
Some were ice-attributed monsters that exuded a chill, and wherever they went, the air seemed to be frozen;
Some are powerful earth-attributed monsters with solid bodies that seem to contain endless strength.
Each monster exudes a unique aura and is full of mystery. Their birth adds new hope and vitality to everyone's path of cultivation.
These monsters are very close to everyone, as if they were born with a special bond with them.
They surrounded the crowd, jumping and chirping happily, as if expressing their love and gratitude to everyone.
Everyone looked at these lovely monsters with deep feelings in their hearts. They knew that these monsters would become their most effective partners on the road of cultivation, accompanying them to face future challenges and jointly write their own legendary stories.
From then on, Jiang Qiong and others continued to practice on Xueyun Mountain with these monsters.
They accompanied the monsters, grew up together, and explored the mysteries of Xueyun Mountain together.
The night at Xueyun Mountain is as quiet as a piece of sleeping black jade. The silver moonlight falls softly, covering the earth like a veil, and draping the entire mountain with a layer of dreamy and mysterious glow.
In this dreamy night, Jiang Qiong, Nan Fengxue and Lang Nana were each immersed in their cultivation in the camp.
They were gently enveloped by a faint spiritual light, which was like a lively spirit, swaying and flickering gently with their breathing and the circulation of spiritual power. Not far away, their fellow monsters were also resting quietly.
The fiery red monster was resting with its eyes closed, with a few sparks flashing around it occasionally, as if it was tempering its strength even in its sleep.
The earth-attributed monster was slowly combing its thick fur, each movement was steady and powerful, occasionally letting out a few low growls, which created a wonderful resonance with the master's spiritual power, as if it was having a silent conversation.
The camp was surrounded by spiritual alarm arrays carefully arranged by Jiang Qiong and others.
These magic arrays are composed of complex runes and lines, emitting a soft and steady light. They are like loyal guards, always alert to intrusions from the outside world.
Once an outsider steps into the sensing range of the magic circle, it will immediately emit strong light and spiritual power fluctuations to warn the owner.
However, this tranquility was ruthlessly broken tonight by a dark force that was quietly approaching.
A group of dark figures moved quickly through the forest like ghosts. Their movements were secretive and agile, as if they had merged into the darkness. Gradually, they approached the camp of Jiang Qiong and others.
There were seven thieves in total, three men and four women. Each of them exuded a cold and strange aura, as if they were villains crawling out of the dark abyss.
The leading man was tall and sturdy, like a towering mountain.
The hideous scar on his face extended from the corner of his eye to the corner of his mouth, like a twisted centipede, making his already ferocious face look even more terrifying.
His eyes revealed undisguised greed and cunning, like a long-hungry wolf staring at its prey, ready to launch a fatal attack at any time.
The other man was thin, as thin as a bamboo pole that had been drained of blood and flesh. His face was as pale as paper without a trace of blood, as if he was a ghost walking out of a grave.
There was a cold light flashing in his eyes, which seemed to be able to penetrate the human soul, giving people a gloomy and creepy feeling.
There was another man of medium build with a messy beard on his face, like a bunch of wild weeds growing wildly.
There was a hint of recklessness and impatience on his face, and his hands were tightly gripping the weapons, his knuckles turning white from the force.
He looked around from time to time, his eyes revealing an impatient expression, as if urging his companions to act quickly.
Among the four women, one was tall and wore a black tights that perfectly outlined her graceful figure.
However, her eyes were as cold as ice, as if nothing in the world could enter her eyes, and everything could be frozen under her gaze.
The other woman had a pretty face, but there was a hint of enchantment between her eyebrows. There was a faint sneer on the corner of her mouth, as if she was mocking everything in the world. In her hand, she kept fiddling with a sharp dagger, which flashed a cold light under the moonlight, as if telling of its sharpness and ruthlessness.
There were also two petite women who looked quite similar, and it was obvious at first glance that they were twins.
Their eyes are lively and smart, revealing a quirky cleverness, and their every move exudes a cunning aura, which makes people know at a glance that they are not good people and are characters that are not easy to mess with.
After the group of thieves quietly came to the camp, they did not act rashly. Like poisonous snakes lurking in the dark, they first carefully observed the situation in the camp.
Their eyes swept back and forth between Jiang Qiong and the others and the monsters, trying to find the best opportunity to steal.
The scarred man in the lead lowered his voice and said viciously: "Everyone, be careful, those cultivators are not vegetarians. Our target this time is those monsters. After we succeed, we will retreat immediately. If anyone messes up, I will not forgive him!"
Everyone nodded, with greed flashing in their eyes, that light seemed to be able to devour everything in front of them.
Then they began to carry out their carefully planned theft.
The twin girls took out some special powder from their arms. The powder was dark gray and emitted a faint fishy smell.
They tiptoed towards the spiritual alarm circle surrounding the camp and gently sprinkled the powder on the circle.
A magical thing happened. The moment the magic circle came into contact with the powder, the light began to dim gradually, like a guardian gradually losing its power, and finally became ineffective silently.
Then, the tall woman took out a small whistle. The whistle was dark green in color and engraved with strange runes.
She put the whistle to her lips and blew gently, making a subtle sound that was difficult for ordinary people to detect.
This sound was like an invisible thread that penetrated into the ears of the monsters in the camp.
The monsters that were resting quietly were instantly broken when they heard the sound.
They became restless, some began to pace back and forth, and some let out low roars, as if they were controlled by some evil force.
At this moment, the scarred man and the thin man rushed into the camp like two black lightning bolts.
The scarred man had a clear goal, and he ran straight towards the fiery red fire attribute monster. He was holding a specially made cage in his hand, which was made of black metal and engraved with confinement runes, exuding a repressive atmosphere.
He tried to use this cage to trap the monster so that it could not escape.
The thin man pounced towards an earth-attributed monster. The weapon in his hand flashed with a strange light. The light seemed to carry a corrosive power, which seemed to be able to weaken the monster's power.
There was a hint of pride in his eyes, as if he had already seen that this powerful monster was under his control.
The charming woman, like a nimble fox, went around to the back of the camp. Her goal was to get those precious spiritual medicines and cultivation materials.
Her movements were light and nimble, and she moved quickly through the camp. Every movement was smooth and skillful, as if she was familiar with the layout of the place.
However, their actions were not perfect. During his training, Jiang Qiong suddenly felt a strange fluctuation of spiritual power.
This fluctuation was like a ripple on a calm lake. Although subtle, it aroused his vigilance.
He was startled and immediately opened his eyes, his eyes revealing vigilance and calmness. He used his spiritual power and his keen perception to carefully explore the surrounding situation.
Soon, he discovered something unusual around the camp.
The spiritual power alarm array lost its light and became dim, like a destroyed fortress.
The monsters in the camp also became restless, running around and making anxious noises.
Jiang Qiong realized that a thief had sneaked into the camp. He shouted without hesitation: "Nan Fengxue, Lang Nana, there are thieves coming, get up quickly!"
At the same time, he quickly mobilized the spiritual power in his body, and the spiritual power gathered in his palm like a surging tide, instantly condensing into a spiritual sword.
The long sword emitted a dazzling light, and powerful spiritual energy fluctuations surrounded the sword body, as if it contained endless power.
Holding a long sword, he rushed towards the thieves who broke into the camp, with an aura like a god of war descending to earth.
Nan Fengxue and Lang Nana were awakened from their practice immediately after hearing the shouts. Nan Fengxue had a stern face, and her eyes revealed determination and courage, as if no difficulties could stop her.
She stood up quickly, and an ice sword emitting blue light appeared in her hand. A trace of cold air surrounded the sword, as if it could freeze the surrounding air.
She waved the ice sword lightly, and a thin layer of frost condensed in the air.
Lang Nana let out a delicate cry, quickly formed seals with her hands, and muttered something.
As she moved, several flames rose from her palms. The flames burned around her, emitting scorching heat, as if they were going to burn all enemies to ashes.
Her eyes were full of anger and fighting spirit, as if declaring to the thieves that this was their territory and must not be violated.
Jiang Qiong took the lead in confronting the scarred man.
When the scarred man saw Jiang Qiong rushing towards him, he was not afraid at all. Instead, he showed a ferocious smile.
He swung the cage in his hand, and with a whirring sound, he smashed it towards Jiang Qiong. Jiang Qiong's figure flashed, like a nimble phantom, and easily avoided the attack.
Then, he swung the spiritual sword, and a sharp sword energy, with a whistling sound that tore through the air, slashed towards the scarred man.
The scarred man's face changed and he quickly dodged to the side. The sword energy brushed past his body, leaving a long cut on his clothes, and a burnt smell filled the air.
Nan Fengxue engaged in a fierce battle with the thin man.
The weapon in the thin man's hand flashed with a strange light and stabbed towards Nan Fengxue.
Nan Fengxue swung the ice sword and blocked the attacks one by one. The ice sword collided with the weapon, making a crisp sound and splashing pieces of ice flowers, as if it was a duel between ice and darkness.
Nan Fengxue took advantage of the gap between the thin man's attacks and stabbed out with a sword. The ice sword brought a bone-piercing chill and directly pierced the thin man's arm. (End of this chapter)
So, everyone began to search for these magical medicines and objects all over the town.
They ran to every pharmacy and treasure shop, spending a large amount of spirit stones, and after going through a lot of hardships, they finally gathered all the items they needed.
Every time they found an item, their hope grew, as if they saw a bright future after the monster eggs were hatched. After returning to the camp, everyone couldn't wait to start hatching the monster eggs.
Following the old man's instructions, they carefully ground the Star Spirit Grass, Red Flame Ganoderma Lucidum, Ice Heart Orchid and other spiritual herbs into powder, and carefully mixed them together with spiritual crystals and spiritual liquid to make a special spiritual liquid.
The spiritual liquid exudes a strange light and a unique breath, as if it contains the mystery of life.
Then, they gently placed the monster eggs into the spiritual liquid, allowing them to fully absorb the energy in it, looking forward to the birth of new life.
In the following days, everyone took good care of these monster eggs every day, working tirelessly.
They constantly replenished the monster eggs with spiritual fluid and closely observed their changes, as if they were protecting their own children.
As time passed quietly, the monster egg began to undergo miraculous changes.
The originally quiet egg began to tremble slightly, as if gradually waking up from a deep sleep, and the light on its surface became stronger and stronger, as if it was accumulating strength to break out of the shell, and a new life was about to be born.
Finally, after everyone's eager anticipation and unremitting efforts, cracks began to appear on the first monster egg.
"Come and see, the eggs are about to hatch!"
Lang Nana shouted excitedly, her voice full of joy and excitement.
Everyone gathered around, staring at the egg that was about to hatch, their heartbeats quickening involuntarily, as if they were witnessing a sacred ceremony.
There was a crisp and shocking "crack" sound, and a crack appeared in the eggshell, and a small monster crawled out from it.
This monster was red all over, like a burning flame, with a pair of small wings that fluttered gently in the breeze, and its eyes were as bright as rubies, emitting a lively light. As soon as it was born, it made a crisp cry, and the sound was full of vitality and energy, as if announcing its arrival to the world.
"What kind of monster is this?" Nan Fengxue asked curiously, his eyes full of confusion and curiosity.
Jiang Qiong observed the monster carefully, and after thinking for a moment, he said, "I'm not sure either, but judging from its aura, it should be a fire-attributed monster with great potential. It will definitely achieve something in the future."
Everyone looked at this cute little monster, their hearts filled with joy and a sense of accomplishment.
Afterwards, other monster eggs began to hatch one after another, and monsters of various shapes broke out of their shells.
Some were ice-attributed monsters that exuded a chill, and wherever they went, the air seemed to be frozen;
Some are powerful earth-attributed monsters with solid bodies that seem to contain endless strength.
Each monster exudes a unique aura and is full of mystery. Their birth adds new hope and vitality to everyone's path of cultivation.
These monsters are very close to everyone, as if they were born with a special bond with them.
They surrounded the crowd, jumping and chirping happily, as if expressing their love and gratitude to everyone.
Everyone looked at these lovely monsters with deep feelings in their hearts. They knew that these monsters would become their most effective partners on the road of cultivation, accompanying them to face future challenges and jointly write their own legendary stories.
From then on, Jiang Qiong and others continued to practice on Xueyun Mountain with these monsters.
They accompanied the monsters, grew up together, and explored the mysteries of Xueyun Mountain together.
The night at Xueyun Mountain is as quiet as a piece of sleeping black jade. The silver moonlight falls softly, covering the earth like a veil, and draping the entire mountain with a layer of dreamy and mysterious glow.
In this dreamy night, Jiang Qiong, Nan Fengxue and Lang Nana were each immersed in their cultivation in the camp.
They were gently enveloped by a faint spiritual light, which was like a lively spirit, swaying and flickering gently with their breathing and the circulation of spiritual power. Not far away, their fellow monsters were also resting quietly.
The fiery red monster was resting with its eyes closed, with a few sparks flashing around it occasionally, as if it was tempering its strength even in its sleep.
The earth-attributed monster was slowly combing its thick fur, each movement was steady and powerful, occasionally letting out a few low growls, which created a wonderful resonance with the master's spiritual power, as if it was having a silent conversation.
The camp was surrounded by spiritual alarm arrays carefully arranged by Jiang Qiong and others.
These magic arrays are composed of complex runes and lines, emitting a soft and steady light. They are like loyal guards, always alert to intrusions from the outside world.
Once an outsider steps into the sensing range of the magic circle, it will immediately emit strong light and spiritual power fluctuations to warn the owner.
However, this tranquility was ruthlessly broken tonight by a dark force that was quietly approaching.
A group of dark figures moved quickly through the forest like ghosts. Their movements were secretive and agile, as if they had merged into the darkness. Gradually, they approached the camp of Jiang Qiong and others.
There were seven thieves in total, three men and four women. Each of them exuded a cold and strange aura, as if they were villains crawling out of the dark abyss.
The leading man was tall and sturdy, like a towering mountain.
The hideous scar on his face extended from the corner of his eye to the corner of his mouth, like a twisted centipede, making his already ferocious face look even more terrifying.
His eyes revealed undisguised greed and cunning, like a long-hungry wolf staring at its prey, ready to launch a fatal attack at any time.
The other man was thin, as thin as a bamboo pole that had been drained of blood and flesh. His face was as pale as paper without a trace of blood, as if he was a ghost walking out of a grave.
There was a cold light flashing in his eyes, which seemed to be able to penetrate the human soul, giving people a gloomy and creepy feeling.
There was another man of medium build with a messy beard on his face, like a bunch of wild weeds growing wildly.
There was a hint of recklessness and impatience on his face, and his hands were tightly gripping the weapons, his knuckles turning white from the force.
He looked around from time to time, his eyes revealing an impatient expression, as if urging his companions to act quickly.
Among the four women, one was tall and wore a black tights that perfectly outlined her graceful figure.
However, her eyes were as cold as ice, as if nothing in the world could enter her eyes, and everything could be frozen under her gaze.
The other woman had a pretty face, but there was a hint of enchantment between her eyebrows. There was a faint sneer on the corner of her mouth, as if she was mocking everything in the world. In her hand, she kept fiddling with a sharp dagger, which flashed a cold light under the moonlight, as if telling of its sharpness and ruthlessness.
There were also two petite women who looked quite similar, and it was obvious at first glance that they were twins.
Their eyes are lively and smart, revealing a quirky cleverness, and their every move exudes a cunning aura, which makes people know at a glance that they are not good people and are characters that are not easy to mess with.
After the group of thieves quietly came to the camp, they did not act rashly. Like poisonous snakes lurking in the dark, they first carefully observed the situation in the camp.
Their eyes swept back and forth between Jiang Qiong and the others and the monsters, trying to find the best opportunity to steal.
The scarred man in the lead lowered his voice and said viciously: "Everyone, be careful, those cultivators are not vegetarians. Our target this time is those monsters. After we succeed, we will retreat immediately. If anyone messes up, I will not forgive him!"
Everyone nodded, with greed flashing in their eyes, that light seemed to be able to devour everything in front of them.
Then they began to carry out their carefully planned theft.
The twin girls took out some special powder from their arms. The powder was dark gray and emitted a faint fishy smell.
They tiptoed towards the spiritual alarm circle surrounding the camp and gently sprinkled the powder on the circle.
A magical thing happened. The moment the magic circle came into contact with the powder, the light began to dim gradually, like a guardian gradually losing its power, and finally became ineffective silently.
Then, the tall woman took out a small whistle. The whistle was dark green in color and engraved with strange runes.
She put the whistle to her lips and blew gently, making a subtle sound that was difficult for ordinary people to detect.
This sound was like an invisible thread that penetrated into the ears of the monsters in the camp.
The monsters that were resting quietly were instantly broken when they heard the sound.
They became restless, some began to pace back and forth, and some let out low roars, as if they were controlled by some evil force.
At this moment, the scarred man and the thin man rushed into the camp like two black lightning bolts.
The scarred man had a clear goal, and he ran straight towards the fiery red fire attribute monster. He was holding a specially made cage in his hand, which was made of black metal and engraved with confinement runes, exuding a repressive atmosphere.
He tried to use this cage to trap the monster so that it could not escape.
The thin man pounced towards an earth-attributed monster. The weapon in his hand flashed with a strange light. The light seemed to carry a corrosive power, which seemed to be able to weaken the monster's power.
There was a hint of pride in his eyes, as if he had already seen that this powerful monster was under his control.
The charming woman, like a nimble fox, went around to the back of the camp. Her goal was to get those precious spiritual medicines and cultivation materials.
Her movements were light and nimble, and she moved quickly through the camp. Every movement was smooth and skillful, as if she was familiar with the layout of the place.
However, their actions were not perfect. During his training, Jiang Qiong suddenly felt a strange fluctuation of spiritual power.
This fluctuation was like a ripple on a calm lake. Although subtle, it aroused his vigilance.
He was startled and immediately opened his eyes, his eyes revealing vigilance and calmness. He used his spiritual power and his keen perception to carefully explore the surrounding situation.
Soon, he discovered something unusual around the camp.
The spiritual power alarm array lost its light and became dim, like a destroyed fortress.
The monsters in the camp also became restless, running around and making anxious noises.
Jiang Qiong realized that a thief had sneaked into the camp. He shouted without hesitation: "Nan Fengxue, Lang Nana, there are thieves coming, get up quickly!"
At the same time, he quickly mobilized the spiritual power in his body, and the spiritual power gathered in his palm like a surging tide, instantly condensing into a spiritual sword.
The long sword emitted a dazzling light, and powerful spiritual energy fluctuations surrounded the sword body, as if it contained endless power.
Holding a long sword, he rushed towards the thieves who broke into the camp, with an aura like a god of war descending to earth.
Nan Fengxue and Lang Nana were awakened from their practice immediately after hearing the shouts. Nan Fengxue had a stern face, and her eyes revealed determination and courage, as if no difficulties could stop her.
She stood up quickly, and an ice sword emitting blue light appeared in her hand. A trace of cold air surrounded the sword, as if it could freeze the surrounding air.
She waved the ice sword lightly, and a thin layer of frost condensed in the air.
Lang Nana let out a delicate cry, quickly formed seals with her hands, and muttered something.
As she moved, several flames rose from her palms. The flames burned around her, emitting scorching heat, as if they were going to burn all enemies to ashes.
Her eyes were full of anger and fighting spirit, as if declaring to the thieves that this was their territory and must not be violated.
Jiang Qiong took the lead in confronting the scarred man.
When the scarred man saw Jiang Qiong rushing towards him, he was not afraid at all. Instead, he showed a ferocious smile.
He swung the cage in his hand, and with a whirring sound, he smashed it towards Jiang Qiong. Jiang Qiong's figure flashed, like a nimble phantom, and easily avoided the attack.
Then, he swung the spiritual sword, and a sharp sword energy, with a whistling sound that tore through the air, slashed towards the scarred man.
The scarred man's face changed and he quickly dodged to the side. The sword energy brushed past his body, leaving a long cut on his clothes, and a burnt smell filled the air.
Nan Fengxue engaged in a fierce battle with the thin man.
The weapon in the thin man's hand flashed with a strange light and stabbed towards Nan Fengxue.
Nan Fengxue swung the ice sword and blocked the attacks one by one. The ice sword collided with the weapon, making a crisp sound and splashing pieces of ice flowers, as if it was a duel between ice and darkness.
Nan Fengxue took advantage of the gap between the thin man's attacks and stabbed out with a sword. The ice sword brought a bone-piercing chill and directly pierced the thin man's arm. (End of this chapter)
