Transmigrated into the original heroine whose luck was plundered

Shen Qing informed his master and senior brother that the spirit beast had successfully hatched. At this moment, Yue Jingming and Wan Ji were standing around the bird's nest, watching the chirping little yellow chickens, and they fell into a strange silence.

Shen Qing looked at his master expectantly, "How is it, Master, have you figured out anything?"

Wan Ji pinched his beard and looked up at Yue Jingming, who shook his head slightly.

"You, a spirit beast, are quite talented, but not very obvious in childhood. Once you grow up, you will be invincible."

"Really? Master, do you know what kind of spiritual beast Xiao Huang is?" Shen Qing's eyes suddenly lit up.

"What kind of spiritual beast is it... What kind of spiritual beast is it? It seems to be calling, calling..." Wan Ji winked at Yue Jingming.

Yue Jingming immediately responded, "It's called Zhuyeniao."

"Oh, yes, Jingming has a good memory. It's called Zhu, Zhu..."

Yue Jingming reminded quietly, "Candle Night Bird."

"That's right, Candle Night Bird." Wan Ji smiled to hide his embarrassment.

"Zhu Ye Niao, what a nice name. It sounds very powerful!" Shen Qing smiled so hard that he could hardly close his mouth.

"Haha, huh?" Wan Ji almost plucked out his beard. Yue Jingming also stared at the little yellow chicken awkwardly and agreed casually.

Shen Qing looked at the two of them suspiciously. Why did she feel that her master and senior brother were hiding something from her? Never mind, it must be an illusion.

"This is a spiritual plant that is loved by some birds and spiritual beasts. You should take good care of it. Your brother and I will leave first." Wan Ji handed Shen Qing a storage ring.

Shen Qing took it and saw the two people disappeared. She raised her eyebrows. Walking so fast?

"Jingming, when do you think your junior sister will realize that it is just a spirit chicken?" Wanji scratched his head. He actually wanted to tell the truth to Shen Qing, but seeing how happy she was, he couldn't bear to disappoint her.

Yue Jingming replied: "Junior sister is smart. When Xiao Huang grows up, she will know."

"Alas, this chicken is not an ordinary chicken. It has the blood of a king beast. If we take good care of it, it should be able to become a king chicken!"

Yue Jingming was silent. Wang Ji? It’s better not to say anything.

"By the way, did you make up the name of the Candle Night Bird yourself? It sounds pretty convincing."

"Master, you should read books carefully." Yue Jingming glanced at him. The beautiful name of chicken is Zhuye. He thought that Master would know it, but he didn't expect...

"Jingming! What do you mean? Your master is not uneducated at all. Don't talk nonsense." Wanji followed him relentlessly, chattering incessantly.

Yue Jingming chuckled, and the master started again.

Shen Qing happily fed the spiritual plants to the little yellow chicken. Although the little yellow was small, its appetite was not small at all. It ate one plant after another.

"Chirp." Xiao Huang shook his head and made another sound in his throat.

Seeing this, Shen Qing quickly diluted a cup of spiritual liquid and placed it in front of it. Xiao Huang buried his pointed mouth in the spiritual liquid, and raised his head to drink the water without stopping.

After Xiao Huang had eaten and drunk his fill, his eyes began to feel sleepy. He jumped into the bird's nest, found a comfortable place, and lay down peacefully.

Watching Xiao Huang's body rising and falling steadily, Shen Qing went on to practice the art of making talismans with peace of mind.

She has already finished reading the elementary talisman book that Yue Jingming gave her, and all that’s left is to put it into practice.

Shen Qing held her breath and concentrated, feeling the power of heaven and earth. She picked up the wolf-hair brush, dipped it in cinnabar, injected spiritual energy into it, and completed it in one go on the yellow paper.

A flash of light appeared on the yellow paper, and the talisman was completed.

Success? Shen Qing picked up the talisman for calming the mind and tranquilizing the spirit that he had just drawn. The talisman paper was intact and there were no signs of burning. It must have been successful.

It doesn't seem that difficult? Shen Qing smiled lightly, injected spiritual power, and cast the talisman on herself. In an instant, Shen Qing felt as if the whole person turned into a calm lake, and the troubles of the world had nothing to do with her.

She took a deep breath and immediately sat down cross-legged. It would be a waste if she didn't use such a good condition to consolidate her cultivation.

When Shen Qing opened her eyes again, she had already completely consolidated her cultivation in the second level of Qi training.

Shen Qing held her stomach, it was over, she was going to starve to death without eating. She quickly got up, put away the talisman materials on the table, and ran to the kitchen to cook for herself.

Shen Qing was cooking and sighed, saying that it was no wonder that those who practiced Taoism always had to use fasting pills. If he himself had not practiced Taoism and had not taken pills, he would probably starve to death if he did not pay attention to the time during his practice.

"Chirp" Xiao Huang came out from somewhere and jumped to her side.

Shen Qing lowered his head and urged it to leave. Xiao Huang tilted his head and jumped to the stove again.

"Xiao Huang, stay away from the fire."

Shen Qing only felt a flash of fire in front of his eyes, and the fire in the stove was sucked out and swallowed into Xiao Huang's stomach.

Shen Qing put down the shovel in a hurry and ran over, "Xiao Huang, are you okay? Are you burned?"

Xiao Huang's throat moved, and he opened his mouth, and a ball of fire came out of his mouth and fell back into the stove.

Shen Qing picked up Xiao Huang and said, "Tell me what happened to you? Did you swallow the fire just now? Are you going to die? What if you are burned? How many lives do you have?"

The little yellow chirped, and Doudou's eyes were full of innocence.

"Will you dare next time?"

Little Yellow chirped again and flapped its short wings.

"Don't do that next time." Shen Qing taught.

Xiao Huang suddenly let out a sharp cry and flew up from her hand. Shen Qing only felt the surrounding spiritual energy suddenly surge, all rushing towards Xiao Huang.

Xiao Huang was wrapped in a vortex of spiritual energy in the air. It chirped and its orange eyes gradually darkened.

"Xiao Huang? Are you going to advance?" Shen Qing was extremely surprised. How could a spiritual beast advance so soon after breaking out of its shell? But judging from the surging spiritual energy, this advancement didn't seem fake.

Xiao Huang opened his mouth wide, a vortex of spiritual energy poured into his mouth, and his body began to gradually grow larger.

As Xiao Huang's wings spread, it has grown to the size of a basin. Xiao Huang fell to the ground. Now its feathers are lush and its tail feathers are gorgeous. Its long tail feathers drag on the ground, like a painting.

"What a promising future, Xiao Huang. You look quite gorgeous now." Shen Qing did not hide his admiration and praise. When he was born, he looked like a chick, but he became different after he advanced. That's great.

Xiao Huang was also happy to comb his tail feathers. After tidying up every feather, he raised his head and let out a loud, long cry, as if declaring his status.

"Little Yellow is amazing! His call is more beautiful than other birds. He is worthy of being called the Night Bird."

The little yellow eyes glanced at Shen Qing, shook his head, and buried his head in his chest.

Then Shen Qing saw that Xiao Huang, who had finally grown to the size of a basin, suddenly turned into a little chicken "Xiao Huang". No way, it was back to the time before liberation?!

Shen Qing picked up Xiao Huang lying on the ground, and Xiao Huang had already fallen asleep. Shen Qing didn't know whether to laugh or cry. It was really hard for him to grow up, but he didn't expect that it would be limited in time, and he became small again.

"What a smell! It's over." Shen Qing looked into the pot and saw that all the food was burnt.

Shen Qing: I knew it, misfortunes never come alone.