A giant black wolf with two heads and as tall as two people fell to the ground.
Linghu Yang landed lightly on the ground, and his two thick palms instantly returned to their pure white jade appearance.
"Uncle Linghu's Five Thunder Skills are becoming more and more sophisticated."
Chunyu congratulated softly: "You actually killed this monster wolf with one blow!"
"Uncle Linghu, given time, he will definitely be the elder of Yuanheshan. Even if he takes the position of head, he has great hope..."
Qiao Wumang is all smiles.
"It's just the lowest-ranking little monster among the strange monsters...it's nothing."
Linghu Yang waved his hands with an indifferent expression, as if this was not something to be proud of: "You guys clean up this place, and I'll go back first... Monsters have been appearing frequently outside the city recently. Maybe there's some inside story. I'm going to go
Write a letter and ask about the sect."
Chunyu and Qiao Wuyang looked at each other, with a slight chill running down their backs.
These strange monsters that were originally in the deep mountains and old forests suddenly ran out of the territory. Perhaps... there were stronger strange monsters in the territory, or even... demons!
But looking at the martial arts masters nearby who were assisting, the two looked at each other and did not speak.
After Linghu Yang left, Qiao Wuyan looked at the smelly demon wolf corpse and waved his hand under his nose in disgust: "You... take care of this demon wolf and send it to Yuanhe Mountain, do you understand?" p>
"Understood!"
"As you command!"
Several martial arts masters looked at each other. Although they were a little humiliated, they still agreed.
This time, the government took the lead in cleaning up the strange monsters and issued orders, with Yuanhe Mountain Linghu Yang as the main force.
These martial arts masters usually have great authority in the city, but at this time, their martial arts power is not as good as others, so they really only have to fight and be yelled at.
Fortunately, cooking a monster beast is a bit dirty and tiring, but there is no danger, and you can also take away some scraps as a benefit.
"Brother Feng, let's do it now!"
Watching the Yuanhe Mountain troops gradually disappear, a martial arts master in black robe spoke.
"Well, this beast is quite heavy. I think it can at least give out several thousand kilograms of good meat."
Brother Feng smiled, secretly calculating how many kilograms of monster meat he could deduct and how much silver he could sell.
The fur and flesh of this demonic beast are extremely tough, and ordinary warriors with three changes of energy and blood may not be able to break through it. Only martial arts masters can be of some use.
At this time, one by one came forward to peel off the skin and bones, and they were very busy.
"Alas... Yuanhe Mountain is Yuanhe Mountain. Look at these Five Thunder Palms, their power is as fierce as heaven's punishment..."
Brother Feng peeled off a piece of wolf meat along the wound. As he was talking about something, he suddenly screamed: "Not good!"
"Huh?"
Several other martial arts masters were startled and quickly took a few steps back and put on martial arts postures.
"Something... is moving!"
Brother Feng turned his back to everyone and spoke intermittently.
And above the wolf corpse on the ground, a strange scene is happening.
Black vine-like things one after another drilled in and out of the demon wolf's corpse, seeming to replace the opponent's blood vessels and bones, supporting the flesh and blood again.
Click, crunch...
The heart-wrenching sounds kept sounding, it was the vines that were eating the bones of the demon wolf and replacing them little by little...
"Ouch!"
In the blink of an eye, the originally dead demon wolf stood up tremblingly again, with blood still dripping from the wound, but it let out a roar, and the dead white wolf stared at everyone present blankly!
"Giggle..."
A martial arts master looked pale: "Brother Feng, this... what should we do?"
"How...do I...know?"
Brother Feng turned around, and there were also tiny roots emerging from his mouth, nostrils, and ears.
It looks like the roots of some kind of plant!
There is no doubt that he was also poisoned at the same time.
"No, Brother Feng..."
"Evil obstacle, look at my thunderous hand!"
Various angry shouts were issued one after another, and then turned into screams.
In the end, all the sounds disappeared without a trace, and only the small sounds of gnawing continued to sound.
Then, one after another, the mutilated human bodies stood up unsteadily, side by side with the wolf corpses, looking in the direction of Black Rock City, with a stiff smile on their gray faces...
……
Fang Xi didn't know what happened outside Blackstone City.
He has returned to the Southern Wilderness Cultivation World.
Whether you are practicing martial arts or Changchun Technique, the environment in the Southern Wilderness Immortal Realm is better.
Arriving in her yard, Fang Xi saw Chen Ping, who had just returned from outside.
Well, the other party's steps were frivolous, and his figure inexplicably reminded Fang Xi of Lao Maitou.
"Chen Daoyou."
He was the first to say hello.
"Fellow Daoist Fang."
Chen Ping returned the gift, with a look of satisfaction on his face and a hint of gratitude: "That Fairy Red Bee is indeed very considerate... I also want to thank you Taoist friend for telling me last time."
"Where, where."
Fang Xi said a few polite words and discussed their thoughts with each other, and immediately felt that the relationship had become much closer.
"I have long wanted to make more Taoist friends, but I have always been withdrawn and can't get rid of my shame..."
Fang Xi finally expressed her troubles.
After hearing this, Chen Ping immediately laughed: "I have quite a few Taoist friends I know in the city. I will introduce them to them when the time comes. Let's go together..."
Looking at the back of this person returning to the house, Fang Xi nodded, then shook her head.
In fact, if Chen Ping could transfer his obsession with fellow Taoist Lu Zhi to the Red Bee Fairy, that would be a good thing... maybe?
After all, it counts as one willing to fight and the other willing to suffer, right? It’s just a bit of a waste of spiritual stones.
……
Spring passes and summer comes.
When the summer thunder exploded, Fang Xi wore a raincoat and came to the green bamboo forest.
"The spring breeze turns into rain, and all things grow and become diseased!"
In the bamboo forest, Fang Xi looked solemn and was making magic tricks with her hands.
As the magic power in his body dissipated rapidly, a seal also appeared in his palm, gradually became clear, and then flew into the air.
One after another, mist appears out of thin air, covering this three-thirds of an acre, and then raindrops fall.
Threads and threads, like dreams and fog.
Spring breeze turns into rain!
This technique can not only summon rainwater, but also mix weak spiritual power in the rainwater, which can effectively promote the growth of spiritual bamboo!
Swish!
The raindrops containing spiritual energy fell on the ground, quickly penetrated into the soil, and penetrated into the roots of the spiritual bamboo.
Under the ground, there is tenacious vitality breaking through the soil, and the small bamboo shoots are showing their sharp corners.
"When spring comes and summer comes, everything grows, it's wonderful..."
Fang Xi opened her hands and even raised her head, letting the rain of spiritual energy hit her coir raincoat and sprinkle on her face, with a look of satisfaction.
At this time, it’s time to plant summer bamboo rice.
As a spiritual farmer, you must come and perform the 'spring breeze transforms into rain' technique every once in a while to provide nutrients for the spiritual bamboo shoots.
This is closely related to next year's harvest, and no spiritual farmer dares to neglect it.
Including Chen Ping!
Although I am very reluctant to give up, according to what the other party said, the number of times I meet the Red Bee Fairy has been reduced a lot recently.
There is no way, his level of drawing talismans is not enough to support his practice, and he still has to rely on cultivating spiritual fields to support his family.
"The cultivation level of the third level of Qi Refining is still too low."
After casting a spell and feeling that more than half of the mana was consumed in her body, Fang Xi's expression was very ugly.
One thing is that the spring breeze transforming into rain technique consumes a lot of money.
On the other hand, his cultivation level is too low and his level of skills is also too low.
This results in a situation where it is impossible to cast a few spells at all.
"It's a pity... the matter of changing the method is too whimsical. Now I can't even get a single spiritual stone..."
Fang Xi couldn't help but smile bitterly when she returned to the shack.
He came to the cellar and found several wine jars piled up in a corner of the cellar.
This is how much he has consumed recently.
After visiting Danding Pavilion before, Fang Xi had the idea of brewing spiritual wine on her own.
It happened that Lingzhu rice was readily available, so he accidentally bought a small bottle of Lingjiu koji from a vendor setting up a stall in the market.
Although there is no recipe, I just tried to start brewing.
Of course, Fang Xi is not stupid and bold, but controls variables in every forum and makes several sets of references.
Moreover, each altar uses very little spiritual rice, so even if it fails, the loss will not be too great.
In this way, by next year, a more suitable spiritual wine recipe may be figured out.
‘A piece of distiller’s yeast cost me a spiritual stone.’
Fang Xi looked at the wine jars and buried them again solemnly.
This is an important harvest for the coming year. If you accidentally knock over a jar, you will be heartbroken.
He picked up the last jar of wine, looked at it carefully, and left a line of small words on the outer cover: "Lingzhu rice wine, take two kilograms of spiritual rice, one or two koji, early spring snow water... Summer thunder..."
Hidden deep, just waiting for next spring..."
After burying the last jar of wine in the ground, Fang Xi let out a sigh of relief.
After finishing these chores, he began to devour Tai Sui meat, and then practiced White Cloud Palm and Red Snake Leg.
In these days, relying on Tai Sui meat, Ling Bamboo rice, and the aura environment of the immortal world, his accumulation of Qi and blood has been advancing by leaps and bounds, and he has already left Mu Piaomiao far behind.
Today, when I heard about Xia Lei, there were faint signs of a breakthrough!
‘There are too many masters in the world of immortal cultivation. If there happens to be a foundation-building overhaul passing by, and my spiritual consciousness scans my breakthrough, it will be difficult to explain...’
‘I don’t know if there is a big movement to break through the martial arts master’s realm, but safety comes first.’
As soon as Fang Xi thought, the world and the surrounding world changed.
When I looked again, I had arrived in the world of Great Liang, Fang Mansion!