Although the Guangchengshan family has a great career, it is still no problem to raise such a big guy, and now Yan Zhaoge has also obtained the right to prioritize resources.
From Yan Zhaoge's own point of view, he is very happy to be a local tyrant and spend money lavishly.
But after thinking about it for a while, Yan Zhaoge thought of a material that could be used as food for this giant panda after being refined by a special method.
Moreover, this material has a high yield and low price, and its effect is better than ordinary ore refined iron, which is a model of high quality and low price.
Regarding its name, Yan Zhaoge spoofed two alternatives.
One is called Panpan.
The other one is Fat Tiger.
Regarding the latter plan, Yan Zhaoge's idea is that the next pet will be named Xiaofu, and the next pet will be named Daxiong...
These are Yan Zhaoge's bad tastes when he is bored, but they are not enough for outsiders.
"Tsk, there are only these two, which one should I use? This is really troublesome." Yan Zhaoge looked at the giant panda in front of him with a smile.
The very smart mountain brave beast, its huge body trembled slightly, and instinctively felt that something was wrong.
Yan Zhaoge patted its big head with a smile, then looked up into the distance.
They are still on that small island, and the area here is limited, so it is not difficult to find other people.
Before Yan Zhaoge took a step, he glanced over and saw a figure in green clothes walking towards him in the distance.
The one who came was Zhang Yao, the young female disciple of Zhuanglang Pavilion.
The round-faced girl immediately felt relieved when she saw Yan Zhaoge and the huge but docile and lovely giant panda beside him.
"Brother Yan has tamed this mountain piss?" Zhang Yao approached curiously.
The giant panda lazily rolled over on the ground, it was fat and cute, which made Zhang Yao feel good about it.
Seeing this, Yan Zhaoge grinned, "After all, I'm still young, so I have absolutely no resistance to such cute things."
Zhang Yao asked cautiously: "Brother Yan, can I touch it?"
Yan Zhaoge turned his head to look at the big guy beside him, seeing that he was acting as if nothing had happened, and did not resist.
So Yan Zhaoge nodded: "Yes."
Zhang Yao immediately cheered and leaned forward.
She was busy getting close to the giant panda, while Yan Zhaoge asked: "The person who puts the bow and arrow, isn't he a warrior from your sect?"
As soon as Zhang Yao woke up, she replied, "Senior Brother Yan laughed at me. That person is not a martial artist from my sect. He should be a martial artist from Chuzhou, Zeyu, where Qingzhe Lake is located."
"Although I haven't seen it, but to be able to enter the Qingzhe Lake formation, it should be from a first- or second-rate force close to our sect, or a solo warrior."
"He should just want to capture this mountain pi, but he didn't find us, nor is he hostile."
Although she is young and her cultivation is still in the Neigang realm, this round-faced girl is the true direct descendant of the core of Zhuolang Pavilion.
Although his cultivation base is not as good as that, in terms of status and treatment, he is the same as Xie Youchan and Ruan Ping.
Yan Zhaoge could tell that Zhang Yao's experience also belonged to the relatively shallow one.
However, to be able to become a direct disciple of a Holy Land-level force, there is absolutely no doubt about the potential and strength of martial arts talent.
Although I haven't seen Zhang Yao do anything, but on this journey, Yan Zhaoge sees her lightness of body and breath, as long as she is not lacking in actual combat experience, she should not be weaker than the ones she has seen in Yunzhao Mountain before. Hou Xiang, a disciple of Cangwu Mountain.
After hearing what Zhang Yao had said, Yan Zhaoge smiled and shook his head: "Yes, I know."
"What's more, even if you know we are there, it doesn't matter. This...well, this mountain pi, if you don't take it from the Zhuanglang Pavilion itself, it can be counted as an ownerless thing."
"Whoever can get something that has no owner depends on his ability, but if he attacks me, then I will not show mercy."
Zhang Yao smiled slightly: "He can't compete with you, Senior Brother Yan."
Yan Zhaoge said: "Let's go and find other people. This island is not big, so if you shout, Senior Sister Xie and Ah Hu will be able to hear you."
Gradually getting acquainted, Zhang Yao was not so restrained in front of Yan Zhaoge, and said with a smile, "If I shout, I'm afraid my voice is still not loud enough."
Yan Zhaoge smiled: "I never told you to shout."
After finishing speaking, he raised his head to the sky and howled loudly, like a dragon singing to the heavens.
Zhang Yao was at the side, just listening in, feeling her heart was in turmoil and her whole body was unstable.
"Senior Brother Yan has such a high level of cultivation." Zhang Yao was secretly stunned. Although she has little experience, she has seen many masters.
Zhuanglang Pavilion and Guangcheng Mountain are listed as the Eight Great Worlds and the Six Great Sacred Sites. How can there be so few warriors in the innate realm
But after Zhang Yao recalled, she found that among the people she had met, none of the masters in the early days of Xiantian seemed to be comparable to Yan Zhaoge in front of her.
Although he had never actually fought against each other, Zhang Yao thought carefully that even Ruan Ping, who was in the mid-innate stage, might not be able to match Yan Zhaoge.
Thinking of Ruan Ping's intention to test Yan Zhaoge before, Zhang Yao couldn't help shaking her head slightly: "Fortunately, Brother Ruan didn't really do it..."
Seeing that Yan Zhaoge had stopped whistling, Zhang Yao said: "Senior sister Xie and that elder brother should come over to join us after hearing it, shall we just wait here?"
Yan Zhaoge didn't answer, but looked in another direction instead.
Zhang Yao asked curiously: "Brother Yan, what's wrong?"
Yan Zhaoge smiled: "There are other people on the island."
Just now when he roared, Yan Zhaoge could clearly feel that there was a warrior's stellar energy fluctuating in the distance.
Then the other party began to approach this side, and did not intend to hide their whereabouts.
When the opponent was getting closer, Yan Zhaoge carefully perceived and distinguished, only to find that his martial arts skills were neither Ah Hu nor Xie Youchan.
Later, even Zhang Yao could sense the presence of the other party, and heavy footsteps sounded in his ears.
Every time the opponent took a step, the ground seemed to vibrate slightly, as if a towering mountain was walking.
"Warrior of Cangmang Mountain, master of the late innate stage." Yan Zhaoge had already figured it out, and the next moment he saw a tall figure walking out of the bamboo forest in the distance.
The visitor was about 30 years old, with a bloodthirsty gleam in his eyes, and he was the core direct disciple of Cangwu Mountain, Liu Shengfeng.
Yan Zhaoge looked around, and saw that Liu Shengfeng was holding a person's leg in his hand, dragging that person upside down to walk on the ground.
The person captured by Liu Shengfeng was clearly the middle-aged warrior who attacked Shan Pi with the explosive arrow just now.
One leg of this middle-aged warrior was grabbed by Liu Shengfeng, and the other leg was broken at the knee. Blood flowed profusely, leaving a long bloodstain on the ground, soaking the bamboo leaves that fell on the ground.
In Liu Shengfeng's other hand, he was holding the longbow of the middle-aged warrior.
He let go of the middle-aged warrior's leg. Apart from the broken leg, the middle-aged warrior had many other serious injuries. It looked as if all the bones in his body had been broken.
The middle-aged warrior was dying, and now he was finally out of trouble, trying to struggle, Liu Shengfeng, who seemed like a nightmare to him, squatted down.
Liu Shengfeng raised his head and smiled at Yan Zhaoge and Zhang Yao, the bow string in his hand was strung around the middle-aged warrior's neck.