Someone comforted: "Master Yang Kun, don't be sad. You now have two such powerful alchemy beasts as pets. One can run on the ground and the other can fly in the sky. With these two, you will undoubtedly have a few more."
A glimmer of hope.”
After listening to the comforting words of several tribesmen disciples, Yang Kun did not feel relieved. On the contrary, his hatred for the Nether Messenger increased even more.
Yang Kun gritted his teeth and said fiercely: "Next time I meet the Nether Messenger again, I will swear to my death to take off his head to pay homage to Xiaohu's ghost."
Speaking of the Nether Messenger, Yang Kun suddenly remembered one thing, that is, he did not see the Nether Messenger in Evil Tiger Hill today, but the Nether Walker exercised the power of the sacrifice array in his place.
Yang Kun thought to himself: "The Nether Messenger was so seriously injured, where did he go?"
On the way to the dark forest of the east...
An old man with a stooped body was walking slowly forward. His body exuded a trace of black energy. You didn't need to guess to know that he was the messenger of the netherworld who had not been seen for many days.
The Nether Messenger was hiding in a gray cloak. His movements were slow and laborious. He suffered extremely serious internal injuries. If he hadn't attacked the soldiers in Wolong City a few days ago and sucked up many souls, he would not have been able to survive at all.
Not until now.
Because the wound on his chest was too large, the Netherworld Qi in his body continued to emerge from there, and the Netherworld Messenger's Netherworld Qi was gradually passing away.
The Nether Messenger looked up at the scorching sun and felt his eyes were dim. He lowered his head quickly and secretly shouted: "No, this body is approaching its end. I must quickly find a way to find another suitable body. However,
The most ideal body now is that of Yang Changmen, what should I do? Yang Changmen’s body is probably about to faint in the Undercity now, how can I get to the Undercity quickly?”
The Nether Messenger thought for a while and said to himself: "If I abandon this stinky skin, my soul can travel thousands of miles in a day. However, if I find Yang Changmen's body within seven days and seven nights for soul-eating reincarnation, then my soul will fly away."
.what to do?"
Suddenly, the Nether Messenger gritted his teeth, as if he had made an important decision, and said: "No matter what, if you abandon this broken body on your own, there will at least be some hope. It is much better than dying in the wilderness."
After saying that, the Nether Messenger formed a seal with his hands and muttered: "My three souls and seven souls..."
Not long after, I saw him suddenly kneel down, and a transparent soul visible to the naked eye was pulled out from the Nether Messenger's body. At the same time, the Nether Messenger's body fell to the ground, lifeless, and turned into a dead corpse.
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After the Nether Messenger's soul floated away from his body, he let out a ghostly roar and flew towards the east with a gust of wind.
If it were an ordinary person, the soul would disappear quickly after death, let alone move forward under the broad daylight sun. The Nether Messenger originally cultivated the Nether Energy that can connect to the Xuanming, and his cultivation has reached the point of refining the void.
Therefore, he can freely separate his soul from his body, and can control his soul to move forward fearlessly under the blazing sun.
However, as the Nether Messenger said, he must find a suitable body within seven days and seven nights, and then use the body to resurrect his soul. Otherwise, once the time limit expires, his soul will fly away and he will never be reincarnated.
He has decided to use Yang Changmen's body to resurrect his soul, and Yang Changmen should be approaching the Dark City now, so the ghost messenger's soul will quickly rush towards the dark forest in the east.
The soul of the Nether Messenger flew while cursing: "It's all that damn Yang Kun's fault, otherwise I would have successfully taken the princess's body, so there would be no need to rush so hard! When I succeed in reincarnation, I will be the first to settle the score.
Just this damn brat, huh!"
In a forest at the foot of Ehugang Mountain...
Yang Kun and his disciples were hunting in the woods. Everyone had not eaten well in a few days, so they all split up and hunted some game to improve their lives.
Not long after, they caught three pheasants, two hares, and a small wild boar.
After everyone prepared the firewood, they encountered a problem, that is, they could not light a fire.
Yang Kun searched the Qiankun Ring for a long time with his spiritual consciousness, but couldn't find the flint and steel. Maybe he forgot to put it into the Qiankun Ring after using it before, so Yang Kun rummaged in his trouser pocket, but he couldn't find it all over his body.
I searched all over, but couldn't find any flint.
Other tribesmen disciples also searched for a long time but could not find the flint and steel.
At this time, Yang Kun sighed and said: "It would be great if the little tiger was still here. Let alone life, even if it spits out a breath of flames, it can cook these foods in an instant."
Someone asked: "What should we do? How about we eat it raw?"
Yang Kun shook his head and said, "Wait a minute, let me think of a way!"
As soon as they heard that Yang Kun wanted to find a way, everyone calmed down and looked at Yang Kun quietly. Suddenly, Yang Kun's brows relaxed, his face looked happy, and he said: "I have a way!"
Everyone looked at Yang Kun curiously. They saw Yang Kun found a stick, a piece of wood, and some dry leaf velvet, and then squatted down.
Someone asked: "Master Yang Kun, what are you doing?"
Yang Kun smiled slightly and replied: "Drill wood to make fire!"
"Drill wood to make fire?" Everyone looked at Yang Kun with doubt. They saw that Yang Kun looked serious and didn't seem to be joking, so they asked: "Can you really make fire with this method?"
Yang Kun smiled but did not answer, and said: "You will know in a while!" After that, he held the stick in his hand.
A long time ago, human ancestors were trying to drill wood to make fire, which gradually changed human living habits. From eating raw to eating cooked food, we gradually fell in love with it.
As we all know, it is true that you can make fire by drilling wood, but if your technique is not good or the drilling speed is not fast enough, it will be difficult to make a fire.
Human ancestors were able to drill wood to make fire, but people today are too dependent on flint and magic, so they have long forgotten this basic survival skill that ordinary people know.
Yang Kun's previous life was a young man on Earth. People in this world may not know that drilling wood can make fire, but he will never forget it. Although he has never tried it before, he has seen it in books.
According to the requirements in the book, we found several materials for drilling wood to make fire, and then came the specific operations.
Yang Kun clamped the wooden stick between his two palms, and then rubbed it continuously, causing the wooden stick to rotate back and forth. Then he leaned one end of the wooden stick against the wood, rubbed the wood to heat up, and then ignited the leaf velvet, and then