"In addition, they all have excellent qualifications. Although they are only in the early stages of foundation building, it is not impossible to catch up with you in a few years."

Song Lingtian and Wang Changsheng were shocked again when they heard this.

Most insect cultivators regard the spirit insects they have raised with all their efforts as treasures and rarely lend them out. What surprised them most was that Ye Lin had the confidence to talk about the cultivation of the two butt bugs in the future.

It is possible to catch up with them.

Their current cultivation levels are all in the middle stage of foundation building.

Since Ye Lin said this was a life-saving thing, the two of them did not refuse Ye Lin's kindness. They stretched out their hands one after another, and two butt bugs flew onto their fingers.

The rather naughty Wang Changsheng patted the Qiankun bag, and then took out a jade box. When he opened the jade box, he felt a wave of heat, and a spiritual grass shining with fiery red brilliance was placed in the jade box.

"Little guy, do you want to eat it? This red grass is worth hundreds of spirit stones. If you want to eat it, call me big brother..."

Then I saw that butt bug's buttocks raised.

puff……

A ball of blue-black poisonous mist immediately sprayed out and enveloped Wang Changsheng.

Wang Changsheng's face was instantly blackened, and a foul smell spread out.

The butt bug said with disgust: "Although the master's friends are our friends, how can we, friends, give this kind of junk food to this butt bug? There are not a thousand spiritual stones and fire attribute spiritual grass.

Just don’t bring it out and make it look embarrassing. The Lord has asked me to come over and work. It’s no problem, but I have to take care of it!”

Wang Changsheng, who was holding his breath: "..."

I was complaining like crazy in my heart, this is too picky.

After that, Wang Changsheng had no choice but to take back the Red Ming Grass, which was worth hundreds of spirit stones, and took out a fire-attribute spirit grass that was more than 500 years old.

, it was completely swallowed in less than three breaths.

Then it wiped its mouth.

"Fat Brother is so generous! Thank you Fat Brother for feeding me!"

Wang Changsheng had a wry smile on his face.

"Brother Chong, can you remove the word "fat"?"

Butt Chong said: "It's not non-negotiable, we have to add money."

Wang Changsheng: "..."

This is not a butt bug, it is clearly a spiritual stone borer...

Song Lingtian on the side had already hid far away and was suppressing laughter.

Naturally, he also wanted to exchange feelings with the butt bug that Ye Lin lent him, but because of Wang Changsheng's previous experience, he learned the lesson wisely and asked the butt bug on his finger cordially.

"Brother Chong, I wonder how many years and what kind of fire attribute spiritual grass do you like to eat on weekdays?"

Bupi Chong said: "On weekdays, I only eat some spiritual herbs that are about seven or eight hundred years old. Those that are three to five hundred years old are usually used as snacks. As for the type, there are no big requirements. I can feed myself well and am not a picky eater."

"In addition, my daily hobby is kendo. I heard that you are also a sword fanatic. We should have a common hobby and we should learn more from you in the future."

Song Lingtian: "???"

No matter how you look at it, this fingernail-sized fart doesn't look like a fart that knows swordsmanship. Moreover, how can farting and sword practice be connected together?

Song Lingtian thought the Butt Bug was joking with him, but unexpectedly the Butt Bug said somewhat dissatisfied.

"That's all, let me show you my swordsmanship skills. The master praised me at the beginning and said that I am very creative and I should continue to carry it forward."

As he spoke, the fingernail-sized butt bug flew out with a "swish" sound, and then tilted his buttocks, and saw a small blue sword light spitting out. The blue sword light flashed away, and several swords by the lake

The willow branches were cut off in an instant, and then a stone was easily pierced.

Just then the butt bug flew over.

"Although my fart is still unable to condense fart sword energy, it is extremely easy to condense sword radiance. You should believe it now, right?"

At this time, both Wang Changsheng and Song Lingtian were stunned, and their jaws almost dropped to the ground.

Unexpectedly, farting and sword practice can really be related...

I have seen you for a long time.

Song Lingtian's eyes seemed to be shining when he looked at Butt Chong.

"I've realized it, and my understanding of the way of swordsmanship has reached a new level!"

With that said, he bowed respectfully to Butt Chong.

Ye Lin and Wang Changsheng were both a little puzzled, and asked in unison: "What have you realized?"

Song Lingtian said: "Some ancient books on swordsmanship record that everything can be a sword. A true swordsman who has no sword in his hand, but has a sword in his heart, is the state of great swordsmanship. I didn't quite understand it before, but now I see it.

After turning fart into a sword, I finally understood the meaning of this sentence."

"I will also practice more different forms of swords in the future."

The butt bug's eyes also shone brightly, as if he had found his best friend in life.

"That's what I said to you, we will be brothers from now on. I remember when I turned my fart into a sword for the first time, many of my companions laughed at me. I thought it was only you and the master who appreciated me!"

"However, brothers are brothers, so the food cannot be neglected. Brothers should be treated with delicious food and drinks!"

Wang Changsheng and Song Lingtian suddenly had black lines on their heads.

They discovered that Ye Lin's spiritual insects all had one thing in common... they were greedy and they ate so well that most people couldn't even afford to feed one.

At this time, they were all horrified.

Ye Lin has thousands of spiritual insects, how on earth can he afford to raise them...

Sure enough, Ye Lin's extraordinary strength was not obtained out of thin air, but from the pile of spiritual stones in his big pockets.

Song Lingtian was not polite and directly took out a fire attribute spirit grass that was more than 600 years old and let the butt bug devour it.

Wang Changsheng went to the lake to wash his face, and then came to Ye Lin and Song Lingtian again with a stench.

"Well, the three of us have known each other for so many years. If we say too many words of gratitude, it will seem superficial. Fatty, there is nothing good here that you like, and some things are inherited items. It is inconvenient to take them out. The only thing you can take is

When you come out, this is the "Comprehensive Interpretation of Three Hundred and Thirty-Three Ancient Characters". I hope it can help you with some trivial things after you come out."

Ye Lin was slightly surprised when he heard this.

Wang Changsheng's skills in making talismans are superb, and ancient characters are the core of making talismans. Although this book explaining ancient characters is not Wang Changsheng's core opportunity, it must be extremely valuable to the person who makes talismans.

At this time, Song Lingtian also took out a jade slip.

"I know that you are not very interested in swordsmanship, but your spirit insect Xiaoqiang is a master of both swords and swords. This is a middle-level metal swordsmanship technique that I obtained in the secret realm. It is called "Tiangang Sword Technique". As long as you use it

When he reaches the first level of practice, he can produce extra Gang Feng when swinging the sword. When he reaches the second level, he can produce Gang Qi. At the third level, he can generate the indestructible Tiangang Sword Qi with each piece. I hope he can

It will be of some use to you."
Chapter completed!