Meng Jing followed the voice and looked up.
I saw a rather large giant eagle hovering in the dark sky.
Although it was dark night, this was nothing to Meng Jing, who had excellent eyesight.
However, the giant eagle actually flew over the moment the handsome young man blew his whistle.
This shows that this giant eagle also seems to live in the Zhao family.
Moreover, being able to hear the master's call in the dark and still be able to rush over is enough to show that the other party's loyalty is not generally low.
Meng Jing glanced at it and saw that the handsome young man did not have much strength, but the eagle hovering above his head was not low in strength, and his strength was almost at the peak of the spiritual state.
There is still a short distance to break through to the spirit transformation realm.
However, it is not easy for a young man to be heard by a spiritual level monster.
What's more, the origin of this giant eagle is also the same.
This giant eagle, if you guessed it correctly, is the lowest grade and most common among the flying monsters in the Xuanwu Empire.
It's almost comparable to ground-level gray wolves.
But even if it is a common level of Warcraft, it is not so easy to catch a flying Warcraft after all.
How could such a young man with little strength be able to capture a magical beast that was as fast as the Spiritual Transformation Realm?
Meng Jing's curiosity aroused.
Of course, Meng Jing didn't ask any more questions, because at this point in time, it was already very late, and being more verbose would only waste more time.
"Then let's use your pet skills first!"
Meng Jing looked at the handsome young man and said calmly.
The handsome young man still didn't show much expression. Instead, he raised a white hand, put his fingertips between his lips, and bit it gently.
The fingertip was bitten and a small mouth was opened, and a trace of blood seeped out.
Then he stretched out his bitten fingertips and gently wiped it on the back of Meng Jing's hand.
At that moment, Meng Jing felt that the vision in front of him had changed.
The scenery in front of him is no longer the vision of his own body, but replaced by the perspective of the giant monster eagle looking down.
Moreover, because this giant beast is an eagle, the sight is particularly clear.
Meng Jing was also surprised by the young man's ability. Just when he was about to continue to observe how far the giant eagle could see, his eyes were suddenly pulled back.
When he regained consciousness, it was the young man in front of him.
The young man's face was also extremely pale, and there was a layer of sweat on his forehead.
"What's wrong?"
Meng Jing asked, how did this young man become like this during these few breathless hours?
"Sir, your strength is too high, and the consumption of his mental energy may be too great!"
Zhao Wuji on the side also smiled awkwardly and hurriedly explained.
"Is that so?"
Although I have heard of this, if the companion's level is too high, the consumption of another companion will be extremely high.
Let's put it this way, if the strength of a spiritual weapon is at the spirit transformation level, and a person's strength is only at the spirit state level.
But if you want to control a spiritual weapon at the level of the spirit transformation realm, it is obviously impossible.
Even if he consumes all his spiritual energy, he still cannot meet the requirements to control a spiritual weapon at the level of the Spirit Transformation Realm.
The same principle applies completely to this young man.
Because Meng Jing's strength is too high, far beyond what he can bear.
Therefore, it didn't take long for a layer of sweat to break out.
"Okay, do you want to participate in tomorrow's assessment?"
Meng Jing asked.
The gap between the opponent's strength and my own is indeed too big!
It seems that there is no need for him to share vision, but as long as the other party's skill is useful to him, it is not a bad thing to let him be responsible for the investigation.
You know, being able to overlook the ground from the air is much better than them blindly looking for it.
The handsome boy nodded.
Meng Jing was also ashamed. Will this guy die if he can say a few more words?
With some helplessness, he waved his finger to the big man standing over there.
The handsome young man also understood what Meng Jing meant and walked over alone.
Of the five, two have been picked now, and there are three more.
Meng Jing took a quick look at the crowd and found that there were no more unique ones.
The remaining people are all about the same strength. Just based on feeling, Meng Jing can't find much.
"Is there anyone who knows how to use a throwing knife?"
Meng Jing took a few steps back, stood on a high ground, and asked the inner and outer disciples of the Zhao family.
On his side, he also brought a flying knife-type spiritual weapon from the Su family.
Moreover, there were more than one flying knives, and a total of three were found in the Su family.
There were originally five of them, but unfortunately, Meng Jing looked at the other two and found that not only were their cultivation levels low, but they were also damaged beyond repair.
Therefore, we could only take the other three out of the Su Family Sword Pavilion.
I just wanted to ask if anyone in the Zhao family knows how to use flying knives. If possible, Meng Jing wouldn't mind giving these three throwing knives to him.
After all, those three flying knives are so annoying!
Three flying knives condensed into three little boys.
Moreover, these three little boys were noisy and noisy like little monks.
Meng Jing felt a little headache when he thought about what happened in the Su Family Jiange.
Not long after the words fell, a magnetic and gentle female voice sounded among the inner and outer disciples of the Su family.
The sound was not loud, but it was clearly heard on this quiet night.
"I-I used to play darts when I was in the drama troupe. Is that okay?"
Hearing that voice, Meng Jing looked at the other party excitedly.
I saw that the other party was wearing a thick quilt on his head.
Then, while speaking, he slightly raised his chubby little hands.
When he saw people around her again, he timidly put his hand down.
Meng Jing also walked over quickly and saw a plump girl among the crowd.
This girl is a little fat, but not as fat as the former big guy.
Instead, it gives people a plump feeling.
Everyone who sees it can't help but want to pinch the other person's soft flesh.
"Why are you wrapped in quilt in the summer?"
Meng Jing walked up to the other party and couldn't help but asked curiously.
Everyone around here was wearing short clothes and short sleeves, but this girl was wrapped in a thick quilt.
It was because of the thick quilt covering his head that Meng Jing couldn't see clearly what the girl looked like.
"I'm afraid of the cold...Afraid of the cold..."
Seeing Meng Jing approaching, the girl trembled and whispered like a mosquito.
While speaking, he kept exhaling hot air.
Through the gap between the thick quilt, Meng Jing could see that the other party's face was already red and hot.
Moreover, some of the blue hairs on the forehead are stuck together.
This is enough to show that the other party is lying.
Although I don’t know why the other party lied, there must be a reason for the other party to talk while wrapped in a quilt like this.
Just when Meng Jing was curious, Zhao Wuji on the other side came over and got close to Meng Jing's ear.
"Sir, this girl's name is Zhao Ya. She became what she is now because she accidentally hurt someone while playing darts in a drama troupe..."
