Wang Jingzhu stepped forward, pulled up one, imitated Long Zhengjie, slapped off the soil, grabbed a purple bean pod, pinched it open, and looked at the fruits in it.

It's definitely peanuts!

The particles and shapes are exactly the same as peanuts.

Wang Jingzhu thought to himself: Purple spirit beans and peanuts are probably the relationship between spiritual rice and rice, one has spirit and the other has no spirit.

Since it cannot be used as medicine, it can only be used as food. The price of purple beans is not high and not many people are planting them.

Wentian Sect is planted in the Ten Thousand Demon Forest, and should be used to feed small monsters like mountain rats.

Long Zhengjie pulled out a few plants, but he stopped pulling them. "Purple Spirit Beans are useless for cultivation, they just taste good,"

Long Zhengjie pointed out the purple beans because he wanted to invite Wang Jingzhu to taste some freshness, but he did not intend to include these purple beans in his income.

But Wang Jingzhu wanted to dig it up.

"Dig it all, just leave two plants for seeding! It's so delicious! I like to eat it!" Wang Jingzhu said, and started moving.

After tasting one, Si Yunshang also shouted: "It's delicious! I like it too!"

The children all came to pull peanuts, pick up the purple bean pods, remove the mud, and use the dust purification technique to clean the purple bean pods.

Everyone was busy for a long time and harvested most of the woven bags of purple beans.

A smell of blood floated over.

Wang Jingzhu moved out the reconnaissance car, reconnaissance for a while, refreshed the reconnaissance map on his laptop, and then put the reconnaissance car into the ring.

The result of the reconnaissance vehicle was that there was no danger around and no one was fighting.

After confirming safety, Wang Jingzhu allowed the children to walk in the direction where the smell of blood came.

The remains of monsters were scattered, and the scene was extremely bloody, which was even more terrifying than a horror movie.

The hunter dissected the monster, took away the valuable monster materials, and left the useless remains to return them to nature.

The fur of this monster is probably very valuable and has been stripped off.

Wang Jingzhu felt extremely uncomfortable in her stomach, and the hunter made the scene too disgusting.

But children like Long Zhengjie are accustomed to it and are used to it.

Long Zhengjie also picked up the wreckage with the flying sword and said regretfully: "What about the kingly monster? It's a pity that it's too clean. We can't even catch the slag."

Wang Jingzhu asked: "Long Twenty-four, can you recognize what kind of monster this is?"

"It's the Snow-winged Tiger! Even though they took its head and wings, I still recognize it!" Long Zhengjie said with a firm tone.

Bai Xiaoxiao exclaimed: "The Snow-winged Tiger is a king-grade monster! I don't know which senior brother killed it, it's so powerful!"

The bloodline level of monsters determines their growth.

The king-grade monster has infinite combat power when adults become a monk; if he continues to practice, he will also have hope of overcoming the tribulation and ascending.

Wang Jingzhu looked around. Judging from the falling grass, broken tree trunks, and burnt soil pits, several people should have besieged this king-grade monster. Some of the hunters should have been injured, and there was a monster that was not a monster at the scene.

blood.

"Oh!" Long Zhengjie, who was holding the flying sword and carrying the wreckage, suddenly screamed and jumped far away.

In the pile of flesh and blood, something is arching. If you don’t pay attention to it carefully, you won’t notice it.

Wang Jingzhu slowly lifted the pile of flesh and blood with the ice cone gun, revealing two rat-sized balls.

These are the cubs of two snow-winged tigers.

The limbs and mind are well developed, but the skin is thin and almost transparent. All the internal organs under the skin are clearly visible.

These are two underterm cubs.

When fighting, the beast mother should have tried her best to protect them, and they were not dead or injured.

It should be that the hunter cut out the two little guys when he was cutting out the useful materials on the monster.

The hunters did not attack them, but just left them here to fend for themselves.

The fierce battle between the hunters and the beast mother also scared away the monsters around them, so no monsters came to hurt them.

Bai Xiaoxiao held her tears. "It's so pitiful. They can't live anymore."

If you don’t have full term, you will not be able to survive.

Even if they are full-term, in this Ten Thousand Demon Forest, two cubs who have lost the protection of the mother beast will only turn into refreshments for other demon beasts.

"Do I say you are unfortunate or lucky!" Wang Jingzhu sighed, flipped his palm and took out a suitcase.

The upper half of the suitcase is a transparent glass box; the lower half is a sealed box, with several wire tubes connecting the upper and lower parts.

The box comes with its own battery power supply.

This is a small animal cultivation and incubator specially equipped by 11 special events for Wang Jingzhu.

They originally hoped that Wang Jingzhu could capture a few monsters alive and go back to study them, but Wang Jingzhu directly refused on the grounds that her ability was insufficient.

The demon beasts are too destructive. Before learning to use the beast-controlling cage, Wang Jingzhu did not intend to have close contact with the living monsters.

To settle for the second best, Wang Jingzhu prepared this for the 11 special affairs department. That's right, if he found a cub when hunting a monster, he would pick it up and raise it.

Unexpectedly, I actually used it.

Wang Jingzhu turned on the incubator according to the operating procedures and the indicator light illuminated.

She used the dust cleaning technique to clean the incubator again, carefully lifted up two small things with spiritual power, and gently placed them into the transparent box and on the soft cushion.

Long Zhengjie asked, "Miss Wang, is there anything special about this box?"

Wang Jingzhu said: "This is an incubator, a sterile environment. They are inside just like they are in the mother's belly."

Two cups of Lingquan water with suitable temperature blended the baby milk powder and fed them with small bottles. Under the instinct of survival, the two snow-winged tiger cubs sucked very greedy.

After feeding, cover the box cover and turn on the blue light.

Bai Xiaoxiao and Yunlan looked interesting and volunteered to help take care of them.

Wang Jingzhu handed the glove box to her and the other two to take care of it.

Wang Jingzhu releases the reconnaissance car every once in a while, starts it for half an hour, refreshes the distribution map of monsters and spiritual medicines, and then puts it away.

Perfectly avoid the path of the monsters appearing.

As for the little monster.

As long as there are not many, Long Zhengjie will organize everyone to siege and kill without Wang Jingzhu's instructions.

When the children could not defeat them, Wang Jingzhu manipulated Ziyan to help.

Zi Yan flew over and added a sword, and it was a good fortune to eat the demon tonight.

During the break, Wang Jingzhu took out the RV again.

Everyone get in the car for repair.

The uninspired RV, dressed in jungle camouflage green, is placed in the woods, almost invisible.

Generally, the little demons jumped over from the RV and could not find Wang Jingzhu and others.

When the disciples of Wentian Sect were fighting for life and death, Wang Jingzhu collected the team and was leisurely and leisurely. He fought at most three or five times a day, relaxed and unstoppable.

"Miss Wang!" A ray of light flew down, and a pretty female disciple hugged a male disciple and stopped Wang Jingzhu.

The female disciple knelt down as soon as she opened her mouth.

"Please take my senior brother Wen Yu's body out of the Ten Thousand Demon Forest!"

After the trial is over, the Wan Yao Forest will be closed and wait for it to recover.

The disciples guarding the secret realm of the Ten Thousand Demon Forest can only adjust the territory of the monster from the outside, or throw some small monsters and sprinkle seeds of spiritual medicine. Without the permission of the master, they must not enter it again.

The disciples who died in the Forest of Ten Thousand Demons will not collect corpses for them, which is also a consistent rule.
Chapter completed!