They were carried staggeringly to their gathering place. There were only about a hundred or so people in total. The men and women were all extremely tough. The leader said a few words, and everyone started to worship Lin Feng.
This feeling was quite refreshing. Lying on the sedan chair, Lin Feng couldn't help but reminisce about it.
These people all live in caves, but there is a high platform outside their caves, which is made of large stones and is very simple.
Lin Feng was put on a high platform by these people, and he lay lazily on his side with his head supported by one hand. Not to mention that this posture was quite comfortable.
There were about a hundred people under him who kept paying homage, and some even brought fruits. Lin Feng didn't mention a red fruit politely, and started eating it.
While eating, he said: "Okay, okay, don't bow, everyone, get up!"
But the language barrier was a problem. They had no intention of stopping at all. In the end, Lin Feng was too lazy to let them stop. He just did as he pleased.
The only problem is that we can't figure out where this place is, and we can't talk to these people.
After a while, the sky, which was still bright and sunny, suddenly became gloomy. Crows screamed, all animals were frightened, and a breath filled the air.
hiss!
Lin Feng swooped in at extremely fast speeds. Lin Feng raised his hand to block it and shouted: "What the hell?"
The stone at the entrance is a roc with a head as big as seven or eight people. It looks like a Kunpeng, but it is not that big and there are some differences. Lin Feng has evolved the Kunpeng transformation and has seen the Kunpeng prototype, so he naturally understands it.
"You're just an offering, but you dare to yell at me, and you're going to die!" Pengniao roared and rushed over again.
It spread out its wings and blew up a hurricane, and pecked it down with its sharp beak, tearing the mountain into pieces.
Lin Feng sneered, what a bunch of bastards, they looked stupid, but they were actually very smart. They gave me away as an offering, right?
Lin Feng raised his hand and directly fought with Pengniao physically. Pengniao was not at a high level, but it was a monster. It was very strong and had a trace of Kunpeng's bloodline, which was very impressive.
The existence of monsters refers to blood. The purer the blood, the easier it is to return to the ancestors and the more powerful it is.
However, Pengniao, who is in the foundation-building realm, can actually go head-to-head with Lin Feng. His physical strength is simply unbelievable.
Seeing that it was unable to attack for a long time, the roc immediately took off into the air, slashed its wings, and several feathers from its ribs separated from the body and attacked.
This is the ability of the Pengniao family. Monsters and beasts all have their own innate abilities. These feathers have been continuously tempered and can be compared to magic weapons in the foundation-building realm.
According to legend, if it is a roc bird that has transcended the tribulation realm, it can swing out thousands of feathers in one swing, which is almost unstoppable for those in the same realm.
Lin Feng sneered, pulled out the Qingxuan Sword, and slashed at the feathers several times, and then the feathers, which were powerful enough to crack gold and crack stones, broke.
The bird screamed miserably, and its feathers were connected to its mind. It was somewhat similar to the natal magic weapon, but not as deeply involved as the natal magic weapon. Even if the feather broke, it would definitely not feel good.
He knew that this was a difficult person to deal with, so he immediately spread his wings and flew in the opposite direction.
"You can't fly when you bully me, right?" Lin Feng snorted coldly. The monster that dared to eat him as a sacrifice had no way to escape.
Using his hands to make secrets, he evolved into the white tiger transformation deduced by the second senior sister. A giant beast took shape above his hands, with a body as big as a small mountain. At the same time, Lin Feng's three-legged bronze cauldron shook, and the white tiger transformation suddenly increased in size.
lock up.
Lin Feng pressed his hands, and the giant white tiger roared and flew away into the sky.
The Pengniao was surprised and flapped its wings to escape, but the white tiger changed too quickly. This was specially used by Lin Feng to deal with the flying birdman. After a loud noise, the Pengniao was shaken all over, and blood eroded its feathers.
It was unable to fly and fell towards the ground.
Lin Feng ran over as fast as he could, stepped on the Pengniao, and coldly snorted: "Where is this place?"
"Children of the human race, this is Beiju, the territory of our demon race. If you dare to touch me at all, my clan will be so angry that you will die without a burial place." Pengniao spoke human words, but did not transform.
Lin Feng chuckled and said: "Come on, you should take care of yourself. You have done a lot of things that are harmful to the heaven and earth. I am also hungry, so I will sacrifice you to the Five Internal Organs Temple."
This guy can't transform, and he doesn't taste so weird when he eats it. We can't let him go anyway. If we let him go, it would be troublesome to gather a lot of tribesmen to come back for revenge.
"you……"
Lin Feng raised his fist and struck him with several blows, beating him to death and dragging him back to the high platform.
These savages were almost stunned, and they were chattering to each other.
"Oh my God, where did this traveler come from? Even the gods were killed."
"Will he kill us too?"
Lin Feng glared at these people fiercely, "I will take care of you later."
I looked around and found the water source. I dragged the bird there and processed it for a while. I set up a rack and wanted to roast it like this.
But Pengniao's body is so strong that it can be refined with Yuanfei's ordinary utensils. Lin Feng wondered: "Is it possible that it needs the true fire of Samadhi to cook it well?"
After thinking for a while, he took out his own three-legged bronze cauldron. As his mind moved, the bronze cauldron continued to grow until it was long enough to accommodate the bird.
Lin Feng directly poured the water into the bronze cauldron with his true essence, and then threw the penguin in. He lay at the mouth of the cauldron and pondered, "I wonder if my bronze cauldron can refine him."
Using firewood to burn the bottom of the cauldron, the bronze cauldron seemed to fuel the fire, and the water started to boil in a short time.
Lin Feng was overjoyed. This magic weapon was so cool that it could beat people when swung up and make soup when put down.
Seeing that the heat was almost done, Lin Feng lay down at the mouth of the cauldron and threw the condiments down. The soup cooked by the Pengniao had a golden color, and the essence of his body was actually refined by the bronze cauldron.
Lin Feng hurriedly took out a bowl from the Qiankun bag, scooped out a bowl, blew on it twice, and then drank it.
So refreshing! The soup seemed to contain the essence of Pengniao. After drinking it, his body swelled, and Lin Feng hurriedly circulated his true energy to refine the spiritual power in his body.
In just a short moment, a lot of spiritual energy was added. Lin Feng took out a big pot and poured it in. He picked up the thigh of Pengniao and took a bite. The texture was very soft and delicious, and it contained a lot of essence.
"Beiju is such a great place!" Lin Feng couldn't help but sigh.
I remembered something again, so I quickly took out a pen and paper and wrote down the smell of pengniao meat.
He pondered: "I was careless this time and stewed it in one pot. If I had known better, I should have tried roasting and stir-frying, or marinating it and making it into braised food."
Lin Feng regretted a little, why was he so stupid, but it was too late. He would try again next time when he had the opportunity. Anyway, the guys were all prepared, and the young master was not a prankster. Even the kitchen knife was made by the Fifth Senior Sister.
While eating meat and refining the essence, Lin Feng glared at the prostrate savages below, stretched out his fingers and said, "Come here one by one."
Although they didn't understand the language, they could still understand Lin Feng's gestures. The first person to eat meat seemed to have a distinguished identity and was courageous. He suppressed his fear and climbed up to the high platform.
Lin Feng waved his hand and slapped him in the face, humming: "You dare to treat me as a sacrifice, don't you? I am not such an unreasonable person. I will not kill you, but each of you will be killed."
The slap cannot escape."
This man's physique was not bad. He was slapped down by Lin Feng's pure body, and he could still struggle to get up, but half of his face was swollen and the corners of his mouth were bleeding.
He didn't dare to be dissatisfied, so he prostrated on the ground again, shouting, probably asking the gods to appease his anger.
Lin Feng pointed at the other people, crossed his fingers, waited for him to come up, slapped him, and said: "Next one!"
Among the hundred or so people, there was one who was timid. He got up in panic and ran towards the distance. Lin Feng picked out the bones in his mouth, and with a burst of real energy, the bones flew out and hit the man, causing him to roll on the ground.
More than ten meters away, I lay on the ground miserably unable to get up.
In this way, no one dared to run away, so they could only line up and get slapped. Lin Feng gradually lost his temper.
After eating a pot of bird meat, Lin Feng improved a lot. No wonder these monsters like to swallow Yuanying. It is not unreasonable. But now that I am here, I have to write a Lin Feng food diary.
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He lay down in the savage tribe to rest for two or three days. The spiritual veins here were not good, but the presence of spiritual energy allowed Lin Feng to practice, but the effect was not great.
Lin Feng looked at the nine universe bags on his body. After all, they were too ostentatious. In the end, he transferred some of the resources he could use and secretly buried the other items in the tribe.
Then he took out the secret formation that he snatched from the third child, hid his treasure, marked it, and then continued to practice.
Two or three days later, Lin Feng was practicing in the cave. Suddenly he heard screams coming from outside. His face suddenly darkened. Who dared to come and cause trouble? I wonder if this place is protected by my master.
He hurriedly ran to the entrance of the cave and saw two rocs, which were larger than the one he killed. They were killing savages. One peck from their sharp eagle beaks would kill a human.
With a flap of wings, a hurricane can sweep up a bunch of people and throw them heavily to the ground.
"It's not here. Which tribe killed my son?" the slightly larger bird roared.
The other end replied: "We have destroyed more than a dozen tribes. If we keep killing, we will always find the murderer who killed Peng'er."
Lin Feng's face turned dark. This place in Beiju is not a good place. The human race and some demon clans are natural enemies. However, the demon clan is still dominant here, and the human monks are not powerful at all.
Although there are demons who are close to humans, most of them hate humans.
For tens of thousands of years, you have eaten me, and I have eaten you, and the hatred has been deep in the bones. Like the special inheritance of monsters, future generations will be directly infected, and they will naturally have a bad impression of humans.
Lin Feng also had no good impression of these monsters. Except for a few tribes of extremely intelligent monsters who did not like to eat humans, the other monsters recorded in the literature were all stained with human blood to some extent.
Just like when he first came here, the roc almost regarded human beings as food. When he was hungry, he asked people to offer sacrifices for him to taste.