As soon as Fu Xia's greed was drawn out, she encountered a mid-level monster head-on.
Even though she has reached the third level of Qi refining, she is really not able to fight against monsters of this level. She can usually deal with them only in the middle and late stages of Qi refining.
Depending on their type, monsters each have their own strengths and weaknesses, and their strengths vary. For example, the low-grade yellow grade and the middle-grade one correspond to a whole Qi refining period.
The lower grade spans between the beginning and the middle of Qi refining, and the middle grade spans between the middle and after Qi refining.
The reason why there is such a difference is that some monsters are very slow, and cultivators can rely on their physical skills to slowly fight them, and then rely on taking drugs to consume them to death!
A smarter way to deal with it is like the one Fu Xia encountered on the first day. He would detect it early with his spiritual consciousness and run away quickly without giving the monster a chance to catch up.
However, this monster may not be good at speed, but it is not slow and very cunning. Fu Xia didn't notice it until it was within a hundred meters. Just as he was about to run away, it had already rushed in front of Fu Xia in a few breaths.
Fu Xia picked up the magic sword. The magic sword changed its appearance, from a kitchen knife to a machete. He jumped up and slashed at the monster with both hands holding the knife. This blow was full of force and carried an unrivaled momentum.
The Redfoot Beast didn't expect that this little bug would dare to fight back. He instinctively sensed the danger and turned his body to avoid it. However, it was too late. Fuxia swooped down and slashed the Redfoot Monster with a knife, causing blood to flow out.
But Fuxia's face didn't look good.
The blow was stopped within a palm's width, it was bone!
The low-grade magic weapon broke through the skin of the barefoot beast, but was blocked by the extremely hard bones.
She tried to pull it out, but it didn't work. It seemed to be stuck.
Fuxia gave up decisively and used the "silk wrapping technique". This time the silk thread was as thick as a finger, tightly binding the barefoot beast.
The barefoot beast struggled wildly and was about to break. Fu Xia's heart sank and he used the Golden Sword Technique.
A golden broadsword seemed to be pulled out of Fuxia's hand and slashed towards its head.
"Ho ho ho!"
The head was almost split into a quarter. The bare-footed beast roared louder and louder due to pain, shaking the jungle. Many birds were frightened, and the timid monsters fled one after another. A huge fireball hit Fuxia directly.
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Fuxia tried her best to avoid it, but she was still hit by the flames. With a "bang", the hot flames burned half of her body. Her clothes and pants were directly ignited, and even worse, her hair. ωωw..net
The more critical the situation became, the calmer Fuxia became. He raised his hand and fired the Shuiyun Jue instantly. At first, the flames were still struggling, but they were quickly extinguished.
Fu Xia's clothes were in tatters and her skin was burned to a large area, which made her look pale in pain.
But the barefoot beast wouldn't give her time to rest, and charged at her with eyes as big as copper bells. "Bang" Fu Xia was knocked away, and it broke three or four red blood trees before he could stop the castration.
, "Puff", a mouthful of blood with fragments of internal organs was spat out, and the sound of cracking bones was heard.
Fu Xia was so painful that she almost fainted, but she knew she couldn't. Once she fainted, she would be dead.
"Golden Sword Technique!"
Fu Xia gritted his teeth and mobilized almost all the spiritual power in his Dantian to cast a spell. The golden sword rushed towards the red-footed beast. A hint of cunning flashed in the red-footed beast's eyes, and he quickly tried to dodge.
But the ground beneath his feet suddenly sank, and the barefoot beast's entire body was almost half submerged in the pit. The distance that could be easily crossed in normal times suddenly became a dead end. The two-meter-long sword illuminated the surrounding sky, as if
I pushed aside the leaves in the forest and the sun shone in.
The broadsword struck the barefoot beast's body, and it sank with an indomitable force until it was almost split into two halves before the force disappeared without a trace.
The large amount of blood was more terrifying than the fountain. The barefoot beast let out a painful cry, raised its head, and finally spurted out a ball of flame, which rushed straight towards Fuxia.
This is its struggle before death.
A large amount of spiritual power was forcibly extracted in two breaths. Fu Xia's Dantian was in pain and her consciousness was about to dry up. The most painful thing was her meridians. It was so painful that she felt as if her meridians were about to break and she couldn't move at all.
In the critical moment, the spiritual power accumulated by the cards rushed into Fu Xia's body instantly, and she jumped hard according to her strong willpower, just like she had done to avoid the consciousness of the monks in Chunyi Tower.
Instead of hitting the ground, she seemed to be hugged by someone. Her body quickly retreated to remove the momentum. The fireball hit the red blood wood, burned with a bang, and was quickly extinguished by the rain.
It's safe for now.
But Fuxia managed to hold on and didn't let herself pass out. Who knows whether the person who saved her is good or bad!
She quickly grabbed a handful of pills as if by chance, stuffed them into her mouth, and swallowed them with all her strength.
The man holding her pursed his lips and put the porcelain bottle in his hand back into the storage bag.
"Thank you so much, fellow Taoist..."
Before Fu Xia could finish her words, she was suddenly put on the ground, not very gently. She was so painful that she almost shed tears, and saw a figure rushing out.
The roar of a monster was heard not far away.
Fu Xia's expression changed.
Just now, she was concentrating on fighting the barefoot beast and ignored the surroundings. Firstly, she didn't know that someone was watching, and secondly, she didn't know that the movement of her battle with the barefoot beast actually attracted other monsters.
If you dare to come here and pick up something cheap, I'm afraid it's not a mid-grade monster!
Fu Xia's face was dark. Although she had won the victory, she was not happy at all.
Experience is indeed very dangerous.
She must learn a body skill.
She also lacks experience. When the opponent has good speed and strength, it is difficult for her to hit the weak point with one hit!
This is a failure to seize the opportunity.
Write it down in a small notebook.
Fu Xia reserved her mind to be wary of the outside world, while her other half quickly absorbed the spiritual energy in the card. Fortunately, today's spiritual energy has not been used up, otherwise absorbing external spiritual energy would not be so safe.
Avoiding the meridians that lead to spiritual power, Fu Xia was surprised to find that both the recovery of spiritual power and injuries seemed to be faster.
Is it because the time between life and death is the easiest to transform and grow?
A minute later, a person appeared in front of Fu Xia,
"Junior sister, how are you now?"
The boy's voice was childish and clear, and it was impossible to distinguish between male and female.
Fu Xia looked at his face steadily, as if he was stunned.
The young man frowned slightly, "Junior sister?"
Fu Xia quickly came to her senses and nodded,
"Thank you, senior brother, for the rescue. I'm much better now. My name is Fu Xia."
"Zhang Lingze."
It's really him!
This face is very childish, and the baby fat on the cheeks inexplicably destroys the sense of alienation that the young man strives to create. The faces Fu Xia has seen in the plot are all unrecognizable. They are obviously very good-looking, but they just can't remember them.
But when you see real people and compare the memories of people and plots, it becomes very profound.
Just like Xia Zimo, just like Zhang Lingze.
However, what Fu Xia saw was their mature appearance when they grew up. If you don't pay attention and compare carefully, you really can't tell the difference.
Do the math, Zhang Lingze is ten years old now.
Yan Yunzhou is also ten years old, but he looks much more mature. His sense of age is similar to that of Meng Yi. Zhang Lingze lives up to his name. He is in no way inconsistent with Fu Xia and Xia Zimo as his peers.