The yellow dog carried a dead deer and walked carefully on the rugged path.

This is a spiritual deer that was stained with a trace of spiritual marrow of heaven and earth, and a wisp of demonic energy was generated in its body. It was worth a lot of money. In March, a pair of deer antlers from this spiritual deer could be cut off, and at least thirty or fifty crystal coins were exchanged from the monks.

After touching the faintly sore lumbar bone with his backhand, the yellow dog grinned, and his fairly simple face smiled like a blooming flower. Selling this spiritual deer and the little crystal coins he had saved before, you should be able to buy a body-tempering pill.

Since three years ago, he was teamed up with people to hunt a wild boar that became a demon, and was hit hard by the guy and twisted his waist, the yellow dog's waist has been unhappy. Sometimes it hurts even more on rainy days. When he practices martial arts on weekdays, his efficiency has dropped by 10% or 20%.

If there is a body-tempering pill, this old injury will be no problem at all.

Moreover, with the help of the medicinal properties of the Body Tempering Pill, the physical cultivation can be improved a lot. Perhaps, you can break through to the intermediate level of the Absolute Realm?

At that time, you can join some powerful hunting groups. Not only will your travel be much safer, but your income will also increase and your life will be easier.

After patting the heavy spiritual deer on his back, the yellow dog smiled happily. It's worth it that he has been alone in the mountains and forests hunting both times. Although the risks are much greater, the harvest is rich enough. Otherwise, if a spiritual deer is divided by three or five people, he won not have much crystal coins.

Of course, he was also lucky.

Lingde is a herbivorous animal. It is docile by nature and has poor lethality. With the trap of the yellow dog ambush, the three crossbows were fired at once and they cleaned up the spirit deer. If it were replaced by the wild boar that injured the yellow dog three years ago, hehe, maybe the yellow dog will suffer a big loss this time.

Deer antler is worth a lot of money, deer skin is very good, and some restaurants will buy venison meat at high prices. After all, it is a spiritual deer that condenses the spirit of demons. Fortunately, this spiritual deer has a good treasure on it, and its value is not inferior to that of the deer antler.

The yellow dog couldn't help laughing, and his pace became more and more brisk when he walked.

With the Body Tempering Pill, you will improve your strength, join the Hunting Group, accumulate a piece of crystal coins, and then find a well-behaved and capable woman to give birth to a bunch of children. I hope that one or two of them are well qualified and able to practice... This life will be perfect.

As one of the most ordinary low-level warriors in the mortal world of Lingjiao Heavenly Court, Huang Quan has no extravagant hope for fate. He only wants to be honest and down-to-earth, living alone like wild grass on the roadside.

After trekking on the rugged mountain trail for several hours, when it was almost dark, the yellow dog finally embarked on a dirt road more than two meters wide. He didn't bother to rest, and after drinking two sips of spring water in the bamboo tube, he gathered up his strength and walked along the dirt road.

After running all night, when the red sun rose in the east, the yellow dog finally arrived in front of the gate of his settlement, "Qingyaao".

Surrounded by mountains on three sides, a small river flows by the gate. Qingyaao, which is nearly a hundred miles in radius, has a very good terrain, and nearly one million mortals and low-level scattered cultivators have been living there. At the entrance of the river, a brick and stone city wall that is twenty feet high and more than ten miles long is built. A city gate is opened in the middle, and monks and brigades of warriors are on duty here for many years.

The sweaty yellow dog came to the gate with the spirit deer and waited carefully.

After about a quarter of an hour, Hongri in the east completely exposed his entire face from the top of the mountain. The city gate of Qingyaao slowly opened with a heavy roar. A group of warriors in iron armor walked out arrogantly, and stood there one left and right at the gate, like a wooden stake.

Two casual cultivators at the peak of the life state walked out of the city gate yawning, stood in the middle of the city gate with their hands behind their backs, and looked around the city gate.

Huang Quan humbly bowed to the two casual cultivators. One casual cultivator glanced at Huang Quan casually, and then his eyes suddenly lit up: "Oh, this deer...is not bad!"

Huang Quan hurriedly squeezed out his smiling face and smiled at the casual cultivator, "I'm lucky this time, I happened to encounter this..."

The casual cultivator moved his feet and instantly arrived in front of the yellow dog, grabbed the spiritual deer by the neck and snatched it. He weighed the spiritual deer, which weighed three or five thousand pounds, and with a casual cultivator, the deer skin fell off on its own and was covered by the casual cultivator.

He nodded with a smile, and the cultivator slashed his right hand like a knife, chopped down a deer leg, and stuffed it into the stunned yellow dog's arms.

"Okay, this leg is yours...Is the rest? Do you know that the wind has been very tight recently. The ones in the west are coming, and the above commands us to prepare for the battle with all our might. Therefore, all kinds of resources are very tight, and the share of the city gate tax has also increased. You, the deer, will be this leg after deducting the city gate tax."

The casual cultivator smiled and threw the spiritual deer that had one leg missing to the city gate. Another casual cultivator immediately smiled and waved his hand. A flash of inspiration flashed across his fingers, and the spiritual deer disappeared and was taken into the ring in his hand.

Huang Quan looked at the deer leg weighing hundreds of pounds in his hand.

A spiritual deer, including the most valuable antler and deer-whip, gave him a leg?

How much money can this deer leg be worth?

His yellow dog was hiding in the deep mountains for more than a month in the morning and was almost bitten to death by poisonous snakes and insects several times. The prey he had worked hard to get was offset by the city gate tax?

What does the recent rumor is very tight?

What does it mean to call the west side?

What does it mean that various resources are very tight?

Huang Quan only knows that his body tempering pill... his hope for life... the little bit of meager but simple happiness he desires... his insignificant life goal...

City gate tax?

"Sir, there is no such rule! Qingyaao, there has never been such rule!" Huang Quan grabbed the sleeve of the casual cultivator and shouted: "One to ten draws, one to ten draws at most ten draws! There is no such thing as taking it away, and no such thing as taking it away!"

The wandering cultivator was angry.

He shook his sleeves and a huge force came. The yellow dog fell to the ground with a thud, his head fell on a stone, his scalp was broken, and blood flowed out in a flash.

"Who said that they took them all? Isn't they still one leg? How many days will it take for you to eat with such a big leg?"

"This is what the above means. From now on, all the resources in Qingyaao will be used to prepare for war! Do you know? Do you understand? Do you hear it clearly?"

The wandering monk pointed at Huang Quan and sneered: "By the way, you look so strong, you are a good player... It just so happened that the above said that you want to form a suicide squad... It's a surprise, it's you. You voluntarily join the suicide squad and take the initiative to fight to the west... Hey!"
Chapter completed!