I may be a fake fairy

"How embarrassing is this?" Ouyang Tian shook his head.

"No, no, it's my honor to come to Flying Eagle Fort, seniors!" Ying Tianming repeatedly asked, and finally Ouyang Tian and the others agreed to go to Flying Eagle Fort.

"Be careful, don't spill a single drop!" Ying Tianming looked nervously at the pot of soup, these are all treasures of heaven and earth, and it would be a sin to spill a single drop.

Those two elders at the eleventh level of Qi Refining Realm shook their heads helplessly, the young master is completely entangled.

Flying Eagle Fort, a small cultivating force near the sea area, the strongest is only the Foundation Establishment Realm. Such a cultivating force is as small as an ant in front of the small sects of the Hundred Sects Alliance, let alone the Ziqi Immortal Sect. Compared with the behemoths in the world, Ziqi Immortal Sect randomly dispatching an inner sect disciple is enough to sweep Flying Eagle Fort.

Even if it is the difference in the strength of the same Foundation Establishment, there is a huge difference. Foundation Establishment and Foundation Establishment are different.

Although Flying Eagle Fort is a small and unpopular faction, it also occupies a good mountain range, and built a fort covering an area of ​​[-] mu on the top of the mountain.

Seen from above, this Flying Eagle Fort looks like an eagle soaring with its wings outstretched.

"There are some doorways in the layout, it should be a combination of architecture and formation!" Tian Buer took a glance and saw the doorway.

"Yes, this Flying Eagle Castle was built by the ancestors of my Eagle family under the guidance of an expert. With the combination of formations and buildings and the spiritual veins at the bottom of the mountain, it can resist the formation of alchemy when fully opened, and it is precisely because of the existence of this large formation Only my Flying Eagle Fort can stand upright!" Speaking of his own formation, Ying Tianming looked proud, this is the card of Flying Eagle Fort.

After personally preparing the room for Ouyang Tian and the others, Ying Tianming rushed into his father's practice room excitedly.

"Dad, dad, what a happy event, what a great event!" Ying Tianming shouted excitedly.

In the process of practicing until Ying Tianzheng almost lost his temper, he glanced at his son: "What big event?"

"Father, what do you think this is?" Ying Tianming took out a jade bottle as if offering a treasure.

"Isn't it just Qi Gathering Pill? What's so strange?" Ying Tianzheng rolled his eyes. Although Flying Eagle Fort is not a big force, there is still no shortage of conventional pills like Qi Gathering Pill.

"It's not Qi Gathering Pills. I threw away all the original Qi Gathering Pills!" Ying Tianming shook his head.

"What...you threw it away!" Ying Tianzheng was so angry that he almost vomited blood. Although Qi Gathering Pill was not a great medicine, it was purchased with Lingshi, and this prodigal son threw it all away.

"Prodigal son, prodigal son, if I don't beat you today, I will take your surname!" Ying Tianzheng roared.

"Father, you are confused, you are originally my surname!" Ying Tianming looked at his father helplessly, his father must have practiced martial arts and become stupid.

Ying Tian was taken aback, his son's surname was Ying, his own surname was Ying, and he took his son's surname, at first glance it seemed that there was nothing wrong with it.

But Ying Tian was furious after recollecting it, this prodigal son dared to talk back, actually

However, he still wants to be his own father. If he doesn't hit Fangjiewa for three days, this brat's skin will be itchy. If he doesn't beat him until he can't get out of bed for three days, he will write the word "Ying Tianzheng" upside down.

"Father, don't hit, don't hit, this is a baby!" Ying Tianming who was beaten up and down hastily uncorked the bottle.

Immediately, a strange fragrance permeated the practice room.

Ying Tianzheng was startled, the scent was so tempting, he couldn't help swallowing.

"What... is this?" Ying Tianzheng even forgot to hit that worthless prodigal son.

"I told you it's a treasure, Daddy, have a taste!" Ying Tianming handed over the jade bottle.

Ying Tianzheng took a sip from the jade bottle, and suddenly a stream of pure spiritual energy rushed straight to the dantian and quickly transformed into spiritual power.

Ying Tianzheng's eyes widened, he looked at this little jade bottle in disbelief, just this mouthful was enough to be worth his several months of penance, what kind of natural and earthly treasure is this?

He savored it and smacked his mouth, and he actually tasted the meat.

"This... what is this?" Ying Tianzheng couldn't help asking.

"Eat the leftover broth!" Ying Tianming answered honestly as an honest boy.

Ying Tianzheng was furious again, this stinky boy dared to take the leftover broth for himself.

"Father, don't dislike this. It's someone else's leftovers. This is an incredible treasure. I risked being punished by my senior to ask for it." Ying Tianming snorted.

"You...you have made a breakthrough?" He, who was irritated by Ying Tian's energy, discovered that his son had actually made a breakthrough, and he was already at the ninth level of qi refining.

"Well, I just drank a bowl of broth and then ate a little bit of leftover roast meat and I broke through." Ying Tianming was a little proud.

"Good son, good son!" Ying Tian couldn't help laughing, so what about the leftover soup, as long as it can assist in cultivation, it is a treasure, as long as it can break through, let alone leftovers, even shit Dare to eat!

(End of this chapter)