There are potholes everywhere near a mountain, a bald patch here, a bald patch there, a mess of trees, and even a few peaks in the distance have been pushed flat. It seems as if the place has been gnawed by dogs.
The bloody-robed Taoist stood not far away, his sword frequently unsheathed.
One sword blasted a six-foot-wide pit in the mountain, and one sword cut off the small mound in the northwest.
Not long after, the Taoist in blood-clothed clothes put away his killing sword and walked towards the old man.
"Senior, what do you think?"
The old man looked around and nodded with satisfaction.
It's a bit messy, but it meets his standards.
The potholes are all deep and shallow, and the width is also very appropriate. The mountain is also well cut without any deviation.
This junior is using it well.
"Have you seen the big banyan tree in the southeast corner of the mountain?" The old man pointed to the distant mountain in the southeast.
The Taoist in blood clothes looked up and replied: "I saw it, senior, please give me your instructions."
"Three hundred and sixty miles to the east, dig a pit ten feet in diameter and nine feet sixty-six feet deep; one thousand three hundred miles to the south, cut down the peach grove; and six thousand one hundred and twenty miles to the north.
Ten miles away, cut off the undercurrent beneath it..."
The old man stated his requests one by one, and the Taoist in blood listened carefully.
"Don't worry, senior." The Taoist in blood robe assured him, patting his chest.
As he spoke, the two killing swords in his arms trembled, as if he was very dissatisfied with the fate of digging holes and cutting trees.
Feeling the old man's eyes lingering on the killing sword for a moment, Xueyi quickly held Yuantu's nose down.
"Junior, go now. Junior, go now. Senior, you are busy."
The Taoist in blood clothes turned around and went to dig a hole.
The situation is stronger than the person, not to mention digging a hole now, even if he is asked to fight with the Ferocious Beast King, he must go.
Compared with what we have encountered before, although this senior's request is a bit weird, it is not very dangerous, right?
At least that's the case for now.
Seeing the bloody-robed Taoist's energetic look, the old man thought to himself that this little guy seemed to be much easier to use than his apprentice. If it weren't for the entanglement of cause and effect, he would really want to recruit another disciple.
"We are destined but not destined. We are destined but not destined." The old man shook his head.
Started his own business.
He took out a golden cup from his sleeve, and poisonous things crawled out one after another, densely packed.
As soon as these strangely shaped and colorful poisonous creatures landed on the ground, they began to move to specific locations.
Or a big pit, or the bottom of the water, or the treetops...
The blood-clothed Taoist puppet felt something and looked back. The densely packed poison made him feel a chill and sent chills down his spine.
There are some poisonous creatures whose aura is comparable to that of Daluo Jinxian!
Yuantu Abi seemed to have sensed something. He stopped trembling and lay quietly in the arms of the Taoist in blood.
Xue Yi walked away quickly, digging holes and digging holes! Finish digging early and leave early.
The bloody-robed Taoist was digging holes and cutting mountains in an honest manner.
After a while of busy work, he returned to the old man with the killing sword in his arms.
At this time, the countless poisons that the old man had previously released began to die one after another.
The venom flowed across the river in various colors. The Taoist in blood could not help but tighten the sword in his arms.
"Bah!"
As the poisons all over the mountains and plains died, a strange beast rushed out of the poison.
It looks like an eagle, but it has the body of a leopard and a pointed horn on its head.
When he saw this strange beast, the old man laughed heartily and said, "Okay, okay! Come on, Gu Eagle!"
The old man moved his hand, and the Gu eagle flew over and rubbed the old man's broad palm affectionately.
The Taoist in blood clothes moved a little further away from the old man.
This Gu Eagle was very affectionate to the old man, but the look he looked at him was unusually sinister.
The most important thing is that this thing actually has Daluo cultivation!
Although he had no choice but to make one, the old man could make two or three.
This method is a bit scary.
He was involved in the entire birth process of this guy.
It was nothing more than killing a few ferocious beast kings, digging a few holes here, and adding some poison.
Even if he didn't know the reason, he didn't think it was difficult for the old man to achieve the above points. Asking him for help was nothing more than the old man wanting to be lazy and looking for a tool.
The old man smiled and put the Gu sculpture into the golden cup, and then said to the Taoist in blood: "How is it? What can you see, little friend?"
The blood-clothed Taoist pondered for a moment and said, "Is it related to those ferocious beast kings with intelligence?"
"Exactly!" The old man nodded. "These intelligent ferocious beasts have a great effect on the old man's poison."
The old man said, looking straight at Xue Yi.
To be honest, if it weren't for the bloody Taoist, the old man would never have found so many wise beasts.
Apart from a few encounters here and there, he never saw them again.
Obviously, you can meet Taoist priests in blood clothes everywhere, even if you don't want to, but you can't meet the old man.
Luck is so wonderful.
Thinking of this, the old man suddenly said: "My dear friend, you are really lucky!" He sighed sincerely.
The aura of calamity is strong and cause and effect are constant. Logically speaking, he should have perished long ago, but the Taoist in blood is still alive and kicking.
Facing the old man's admiration, the blood-clothed Taoist twitched the corner of his mouth and remained silent.
The old man also told the Taoist in Blood Clothes that the appearance of these ferocious beasts was not simple. He was a creature of the previous era and had experienced and deeply participated in the great catastrophe of ferocious beasts, but at that time there were not so many ferocious beasts born with spiritual intelligence.
The appearance of these ferocious beasts seems to be man-made, but also seems to have arisen out of necessity, which is very strange.
"Moreover, old man, I have been researching for so long, and I have discovered a possibility. These ferocious beasts may not be ferocious beasts at all, but should be transformed from acquired creatures!"
The old man's words were shocking, and the blood-clothed Taoist's brows jumped wildly.
If this is the case, then this matter is serious. The Taoist in Blood Clothes couldn't help but think of the domineering eyes that appeared in the valley.
There was a sigh in my heart, what the hell is this!
However, the Taoist in Blood Clothes quickly put aside these worries. The catastrophe has already occurred, so why should he worry?
There are too many debts to weigh down the body, and there are too many pitfalls to step on. The Taoist in Blood Clothes is quite open-minded in his heart.
Instead, he was interested in continuing research with the old man.
"Senior, according to you, is it possible that the key to the transformation of an inborn creature into a ferocious beast lies in the evil spirit?"
He had long discovered that the more intelligent the ferocious beasts were, the more demonic energy they had, but he could not find the key to the problem.
The old man agreed very much, and he also discovered it. But he couldn't figure out the reason.
"Actually, if it is as the old man guessed, these ferocious beasts contaminated with evil spirit cannot be called ferocious beasts. They are like a brand new species, so they should be called:"
"Warcraft!"
The two said it in unison.
As soon as he finished speaking, a spear came through the void. It was completely black, carrying boundless murderous intent, and was extremely domineering!
The old man's complexion changed drastically, and he struck out with his thick palm, and the Gu insects all over the sky gathered into a river.
Before the river of Gu insects even got close to the black spear, it was annihilated by its boundless murderous aura.
The old man recited a mantra, and the golden cup burst into immeasurable light, holding it against the black spear for a moment.
He seized the opportunity and dragged the Taoist in blood to escape into the earth.
"boom!"
The black gun fell, and the earth shattered thousands of miles.