A black giant wolf with two heads and two tall ones fell to the ground.
Linghu Yang fell lightly to the ground, and his two thick palms instantly returned to their white and jade-like appearance.
"Uncle Linghu's five thunder hands are getting more and more refined."
Chunyu congratulated me softly: "I actually killed this demon wolf with one blow!"
"Uncle Linghu must be my elder Yuanheshan in time. Even if he is the head of the sect, there is great hope..."
Qiao Wuchang smiled.
"It's just the last little demon among the strange monsters... nothing."
Linghu Yang waved his hand and looked indifferent. It seemed that this was not a thing to be proud of: "You clean up here and I will go back first... Recently, monsters outside the city have frequently appeared, maybe there are some inside stories, I want to go
Write a letter to ask about the sect.”
Chunyu and Qiao Wuchang looked at each other, and their backs were slightly chilled.
These strange monsters that were originally from the deep mountains and forests suddenly ran out of the territory. Perhaps... stronger strange monsters, or even... demons, emerged from the territory!
But looking at the martial arts masters who were assisting nearby, they looked at each other without speaking.
After Linghu Yang left, Qiao Wuchang looked at the smelly demon wolf corpse and waved his hand under his nose in disgust: "You... have prepared this demon wolf well and sent it to Yuanhe Mountain. Do you understand?"
"clear!"
"Abide by the order!"
Several martial arts masters looked at each other, and although they were a little humiliating, they still agreed.
This time, the government took the lead in cleaning up the strange monsters and issued an order, with the main force of Linghu Yang in Yuanhe Mountain.
These martial arts masters are usually in the city, but their martial arts power is not as powerful as others at this time, so they can only take action and be shouted.
Fortunately, I was cooking a monster. Although it was a little dirty and tiring, it was not dangerous. I could also take away some scraps as a benefit.
"Brother Feng, let's do it now!"
As Yuanheshan’s people gradually moved away, a martial arts master wearing a black robe spoke.
"Well, this beast is quite heavy. I think it can be divided into at least thousands of kilograms of good meat."
Brother Feng smiled and secretly calculated in his heart how many pounds of monster meat could be deducted and how much silver he sold.
This monster's fur and flesh are extremely tough. Ordinary warriors may not be able to break through the three transformations of Qi and Blood. Only the martial arts master is of some use.
At this time, one by one, one by one, peeling the skin and removing the bones, and they were very busy.
"Oh... Yuanhe Mountain is Yuanhe Mountain. Look at these Five Thunder Palms, their strength is as fierce as heavenly punishment..."
Brother Feng peeled off a piece of wolf meat along the wound. He was saying something when he suddenly screamed: "Not good!"
"Um?"
Several other martial arts masters were startled and quickly stepped back several steps and took the position of martial arts.
"There is... something... moving!"
Brother Feng spoke intermittently with his back to everyone.
And a strange scene was happening on the wolf corpse on the ground.
One black vine-like thing drilled in and out of the demon wolf's corpse, as if it had replaced the other's blood vessels and bones, and supported the flesh and blood again.
Crack, crunching...
The sour sound kept ringing. This was the vine gnawing at the bones of the demon wolf, and replaced it little by little...
"Aowoo!"
In a blink of an eye, the demon wolf, who had already died, stood up again with blood dripping from the wound, but it let out a roar, and the dead white wolf stared at everyone present with a deafening look!
“Geeh…”
A martial arts master looked pale: "Brother Feng, what should we do?"
"How do I... know?"
Brother Feng turned around and tiny roots emerged from his mouth, nostrils, and ears.
It looks like the roots of some kind of plant!
There is no doubt that he was also injured.
"Not good, Brother Feng is too..."
"Strange, look at my thunderbolt!"
All kinds of angry shouts were issued one after another, and then they turned into screams.
In the end, all kinds of sounds disappeared without a trace, and only the tiny sound of eating continued to sound.
Then, one after another, the broken human bodies stood up swayingly, side by side with the wolf corpse, looking at the direction of Black Stone City, a stiff smile appeared on her gray face...
...
Fang Xi didn't know what was happening outside Black Stone City.
He has returned to the Southern Wilderness Immortal Cultivation Realm.
Whether it is practicing martial arts or Changchun Art, the environment in the Nanhuang Immortal Cultivation World is better.
When he came to his own yard, Fang Xi met Chen Ping who had just returned from outside.
Well, the other party's steps were empty, and that figure inexplicably reminded Fang Xi of Lao Maitou.
"Fellow Daoist Chen."
He took the lead in saying hello.
"Fellow Daoist Fang."
Chen Ping returned the gift, and felt satisfied on his face, and said with a little gratitude: "That Red Bee Fairy is indeed very understanding... I would like to thank fellow Taoist for telling him last time."
“Where do it.”
Fang Xi said a few polite words and discussed his experiences with each other, and suddenly felt that the relationship was getting closer.
"I have long wanted to make more friends, but I have always been introverted and can't erase my skin..."
Fang Xi finally expressed his troubles.
Hearing this, Chen Ping immediately laughed: "I have quite a few friends whom I know in the market. I will introduce them to fellow Taoists at that time. Let's..."
Looking at the back of the man returning to the house, Fang Xi nodded and shook his head again.
In fact, if Chen Ping could transfer his obsession with fellow Taoist Lu Zhi to the Red Bee Fairy, it would be a good thing... probably?
After all, it is considered as one willing to fight and the other willing to suffer, right? It’s just a bit of a fiery spirit stone.
...
Spring goes and summer comes.
When the thunder in summer exploded, Fang Xi came to the green bamboo forest in a straw raincoat.
"Spring breeze turns into rain, everything grows, it's a disease!"
In the bamboo forest, Fang Xi looked solemn and pinched the magic tricks with his hands.
As the magic power in his body quickly dissipated, a seal also appeared in his palm, gradually becoming clearer, and then flew into the air.
Balls of water mist appeared out of thin air, covering the third of the acre of land, and then raindrops fell.
Threads of threads, like dreams and fog.
Spring breeze and rain technique!
This technique can not only summon rain, but also mix with faint spiritual power in the rain, which can effectively promote the growth of spiritual bamboo!
rustle!
The raindrops containing spiritual energy fell on the earth, penetrated into the soil quickly, and penetrated into the roots of the spiritual bamboo.
Under the ground, there is a tenacious vitality breaking through the soil and the small bamboo shoots show their sharp corners.
"Spring comes and summer solstice, all things grow, it's amazing..."
Fang Xi opened his hands and even raised his head, allowing the spiritual rain to hit the straw raincoat and sprinkle it on his face, with a look of satisfaction.
At this time, it is already the time to plant Lingzhu rice in summer.
As a Lingnong, every once in a while, he must come and perform the "Spring Breeze and Rain Technique" to provide nutrients to Ling bamboo shoots.
This is closely related to the harvest next year, and no Lingnong dares to neglect it.
Including Chen Ping!
Although I was reluctant to leave, according to the other party, the number of times I met the Red Bee Fairy has been reduced recently.
There is no way, his talisman painting level is not enough to support his cultivation, and he still has to rely on farming spiritual fields to support his family.
"The cultivation level of the third level of Qi Refining is still too low."
After casting a spell, Fang Xi's expression was very ugly as he felt more than half of the mana consumed in his body.
The cost of spring breeze and rain is one aspect.
On the other hand, his cultivation level is too low and his level of martial arts is too low.
This leads to the fact that the spells cannot be cast several times.
"It's a pity... the matter of changing martial arts is so whimsical. I can't even get a piece of spirit stone on my body now..."
Fang Xi, who returned to the shed, couldn't help but smile bitterly.
He came to the cellar and in a corner of the cellar, several jars of wine had already piled up.
This is the big end of his recent consumption of spirit stones.
After visiting Danding Pavilion before, Fang Xi had the idea of brewing spiritual wine alone.
It just so happened that Lingzhu rice was ready-made. He accidentally bought a small bottle of Lingjiu music from a vendor who set up a stall in the market.
Although there is no formula, I just tried to start making wine.
Of course, Fang Xi was not stupid and bold, but controlled variables in each hall and made several sets of references.
Moreover, there is very little spiritual rice used in each altar, and even if it fails, the loss will not be too great.
In this way, by next year, a more suitable recipe for spiritual wine may be explored.
‘A piece of wine music costs me a spirit stone.’
Fang Xi looked at the wine jars and buried them solemnly again.
This is an important gain for the coming year. If you accidentally knock it over, you will feel so distressed.
He picked up the last jar of wine, looked carefully, and left a line of small words on the cover on the surface: "Lingzhu rice wine, take two pounds of Lingji, one liang of wine music, early spring snow water... Summer thunder thunder
Hidden deep, just wait for the spring of the coming year..."
After burying the last jar of wine into the ground, Fang Xi breathed a sigh of relief.
After doing these chores, he began to devour Tai Sui meat again, and then practiced the white cloud palm and the red snake legs.
During these days, relying on Tai Sui meat, spiritual bamboo rice, and the spiritual environment of the immortal cultivation world, his accumulation of qi and blood has made rapid progress, and he has long left Mu Piaomiao behind.
Today, when I hear Xia Lei, there are signs of a breakthrough!
‘There are too many masters in the world of immortal cultivation. If a foundation-building major repairman happens to pass by and his spiritual sense scans my breakthrough, it will be difficult to explain…’
‘I don’t know if there is any big noise in breaking through the realm of the Master of the Martial Arts Hall, but safety is the first priority.’
Fang Xi's thoughts moved, and the world around him changed.
When I looked again, I had arrived at the Daliang World, Fang Mansion!