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Seven hundred and fortieth chapters thousands of ways to practice

Lu Zhengkang realized that this monster tiger had just awakened his intelligence. He was a delicate and frail monster cub, so he decided to bully it. It would be best to skin it, wear a tiger skin apron, and if the tiger bones are good enough,

Just collect some. As for its flesh and blood, when you get it, see if you can find a way to wash away the bad luck and evil spirits, otherwise you will easily get upset after eating it.

The malicious gaze of a predator like him was accurately grasped by the demon tiger. It lowered its body and let out a series of low and muffled roars from the cavity in its throat, like the sound of a trembling engine, which meant a warning. It took one step

Bu stepped back and tried to leave.

But luckily, Lu Zhengkang had no intention of letting it go.

Animals on all fours are proficient in charging, but turning and retreating are very clumsy. Lu Zhengkang kept running behind the three-tailed demon tiger, which jumped up in fright. After wandering around for a while, Lu Zhengkang took the lead and fired a boat

The oar struck it on the cheek, and the Fire Spirit God secretly cast a spell to burn the tiger's beard. The demon tiger was so anxious that it went crazy when it got excited and pounced in the direction of Lu Zhengkang.

He had dodged away early in the morning. Taking advantage of the moment of intersection, another oar hit his eye socket with a crackling sound. The demon tiger's eyeballs were like glass balls, which shattered and the water in the room was mixed.

Blood dripped down his face, and the fire went straight to his skull, almost causing his brain to boil.

The tiger demon finally got scared and lost his courage, so he turned around and ran away.

Lu Zhengkang couldn't catch up with his two legs, so he waved and said, "Don't leave in a hurry!" The tiger demon trembled all over, tripped on the tree root with his front paws, and almost fell over. He let out a scream and got out of the way.

Entering the dense shadow of the jungle, only a hurried back figure was left.

The fisherman came over tremblingly, "Young man, you are so awesome!" He roared loudly, with a smile full of tears on his dark face.

Lu Zhengkang nodded and pointed at the pig that was killed by the demon tiger. It was still breathing, but it was obviously not alive. The lungs exposed to the outside world were trying to expand and contract, but they were like a leaky pink leather bag. He sobbed twice.

, there was no movement.

"This is such a wilderness! It's quite interesting." Lu Zhengkang lamented, "I still want to enter the city earlier. I wonder if there are any brothels here? Can I get free prostitution if I copy Liu Yong's poems?"

In his mind were some anecdotes about literati and poets, as well as the fluttering sleeves, and the imaginary gentle peasants playing the piano and flute. When I read martial arts novels, I was fascinated by the elegance of this industry.

It had been a long time. Thinking of this, Lu Zhengkang felt better, but for no apparent reason, his eyes felt a little sore and he didn't know why.

This day has been too long. The sun has not yet set in the west. Lu Zhengkang raised the fire and stared at the big pile of pork on the ground in a daze.

There was no knife. If he had killed the demon tiger, he could have used its claws and teeth as a knife. Now Lu Zhengkang only had a paddle in his hand.

Fortunately, the fisherman carries a small sharp knife with him, which is good for cutting open fish. It is made of iron, which is of course brittle and rougher than steel. The whole knife is gray, and there is a layer of dark red near the back of the knife.

There are rust stains, the grip is made of wood, and it exudes a strong fishy smell.

The fisherman took the initiative to collect supplies in the jungle. He didn't know what he would find. Lu Zhengkang was not worried about a newly deaf man running around, but for a while he couldn't find any good solution. This middle-aged fishing man was very stubborn.

Yes, Lu Zhengkang is not allowed to follow him.

Lu Zhengkang cut off about two kilograms of meat strips, strung them on the branches, and arranged a simple grill. He didn't need to worry about it for the time being. He took the oar and went to find the fisherman, but he was still worried.

Following his footsteps, Lu Zhengkang could judge his actions through some details. He stopped under the shade of a certain tree. There was a herbaceous plant. The stem had been chewed off, and milky white grass juice flowed out of the fracture. "This thing is edible."

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Lu Zhengkang continued to move forward and found many broken plants along the way, which were collected by fishermen. Finally, he saw the fisherman staring at a masson pine in a daze, like a dog, sticking out his tongue to lick the fluffy, soft and yellow pine flower ball.

It's like serving eagerly instead of preying hungrily.

Lu Zhengkang patted him on the shoulder, and the fisherman turned his head sideways. His dark and red cheeks were stained with pine powder, and his expression was dull, as if he was playing a clown on the stage.

The fisherman showed Lu Zhengkang a pitiful, ugly and wailing expression, but made no sound. He stuck out his tongue, and the coating on his tongue was black.

Lu Zhengkang gestures, eat: chew; poison: strangle?

The fisherman nodded and continued to lick the pine powder.

Lu Zhengkang was helpless. He was such an adult and still made such a mistake.

In the distance, the roar of the tiger demon came from deep in the forest. It looked full of energy. It seemed that Yu Sheng had become stronger after the disaster. Lu Zhengkang was amused and hehehe became happy.

He pulled the fisherman up. After all, it was not safe in the forest. Even if he did not encounter any large beasts, it would still be uncomfortable to be bitten by poisonous insects, mosquitoes and flies, especially when he, Lu, had a good body of meat exposed outside. He did not want to

Stay here for a long time.

The two of them shared a piece of roast pork that was tasteless and fishy. That was dinner. The sun finally began to set in the west at this time. It reached the back of the mountains to the west and was no longer visible, but there was still some light in the sky.

Along with the blue-purple night, a golden-pink glow appeared, and the sparse clouds were torn into pieces by the high-altitude wind. The outline with blurred edges was light gray on the night side and light orange on the sun side.

The fishermen dig holes on the beach. The wind is strong at night and there is no shelter. It is easy to be blown to death. You can spend the night with your back against the fire, but it will never be comfortable. You will only feel that one side is being roasted and the other side is being blown away by the wind.

If it's blown cold, it won't be until the next day when it's ripe.

Lu Zhengkang was not full and continued to barbecue. The fisherman came over and patted him on the shoulder, pointing to the shelter he had built, a wind-proof depression. The edges were reinforced with branches and large leaves to prevent wind and sand from blowing in. It can be said that

It was very comfortable. Lu Zhengkang shook his head and made a gesture of "you sleep". The fisherman understood, nodded to him, and silently got into the pit.

As expected, there was a strong wind at night, blowing from the woods. Lu Zhengkang had eaten enough pork and was thirsty, but there was no good source of drinking water for a while. The night was still very long, and he had no intention of sleeping, so he continued to cut the pork.

Come down and prepare smoke to make dry food for the journey in the next few days.

In the middle of the night, the moon rose, and a large area of ​​clear light was reflected on the sea. Lu Zhengkang knew that the moon was not a satellite. The sky in this world is round. Looking far into the distance, when the visibility is good, you can see the land on the other side of the sea.

Yes, the moon is also a truly high-level celestial body, on the same level as the sun. Maybe it should be called the lunar moon?

There are thousands of stars in the sky. Compared with the starry sky he saw, Lu Zhengkang found that it was indeed the most beautiful here. The Milky Way was bright and the nebulae were colorful. It should be very happy to sleep under such a night.

He put the oar aside. The Wu Ma Fire Spirit General was very weak at night, but it was suitable for warning.

Lu Zhengkang's mind was flooded with countless principles of cultivation, and there were thousands of ways to go, but he could only choose one as his fundamental path.

"I'm so confused. Do I want everything I promised?"


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