Chapter 318: Starting, Stopping, Walking, and Lying Are All Cultivation
"Donkey's day, his neck was almost bitten off. Fortunately, Donkey reacted quickly, otherwise he would have suffered a disaster."
The donkey shook his long ears and the blood on his body, and cursed.
The demon wolf jumped on its back and bit the blood vessels on both sides of its neck. Its fangs were sharp and its bite force was huge. No matter how hardened the skin of its body was, it could not withstand a few bites from the demon wolf. It suspected that the fangs of the demon wolf could be broken. It’s a magic weapon.
He had no choice but to make a quick decision and used his body as a weapon to violently turn over and smash him.
It has great killing power and strong aura, which can frighten other demon wolves that are ready to move.
Another move, Lai Donkey Rolling, crushes him savagely and quickly gets up, ah, what a bad name the viewer gave, it is not majestic at all, it should be called "Magic Donkey Rolling", it seems that the word "Rolling" doesn't sound right either. No matter what, it smells like the mud of Xia San Road, which has nothing to do with the atmosphere.
At a critical moment, there is no room for hesitation. Attack is the best defense. The viewer is right about this.
There is no thunder technique available, so it has to pick up its previous natural instincts.
Zhang Wenfeng flew down from the slope to the foot of a messy mountain. He stabbed casually with the jujube sword in his hand. The two demon wolves were kicked by the donkey and rolled several feet away. The seriously injured wolves were still alive. The struggling body fell to the ground with bared teeth and walked to the donkey. , asked: "Where is the injury? Let me see."
The donkey laughed dryly: "Ah, how can they hurt my fur with just a few useless pieces of wood? What a joke."
Zhang Wenfeng stretched out his left hand and suddenly slapped the left side of the donkey's neck. The guy was still rude and the wound was bleeding. It was very different from the wolf blood splashed on his body. Do you think he could hide it from his eyes?
The donkey was so painful that it jumped six feet high, and almost instinctively kicked off the offending viewer.
It's too bad. If you scold a donkey, don't scold it. If you hit a donkey, don't slap it in the face. Just focus on its scars.
Can't you save some face for it? There are outsiders here.
Xin Yue used her wrist blade to quickly touch up the remaining demon wolves, glanced at the funny donkey, and smiled at Guanzhu Zhang: "I counted a total of twenty-two demon wolves, and only six escaped. According to the Due to the temperament of demonic wolves, they will not dare to come and cause nuisance in a short period of time. I will collect all the skins, teeth and claws before dawn. Please help me keep a lookout. The smell of blood is too strong and may attract other powerful creatures. monster."
This means that she has to take care of the rest of the dirty work, otherwise she will feel bad if she doesn't do anything.
"Okay, I'll light some bonfires."
Zhang Wenfeng assigned a donkey with a small, resentful look to wander nearby.
He jumped back into the cave in a few steps, took down the dead wood unloaded from the donkey's back, as well as the fire bow, pressing rod, chopping board, retained charcoal, fire-kindling bark fiber and other items. It took some time to build a bonfire, and then Go to the forest and cut down a few thick trees, crack them into firewood, and bake the wet wood on the bonfire.
The fireworks were billowing, illuminating the foot of the mountain with a red light.
With numb hands and feet, Xin Yue used her wrist blade to peel off the entire wolf skin and pick out the wolf's fangs and claws. She disemboweled the wolf king, opened the skull, and searched for a long time, but did not find the fake "demon bead" that looked like bubbles as expected. .
It is said that a small bubble liquid "fake bead" will condense in the body of the third-order monster wolf. This is the essence of the third-order monster. It is a great tonic for all second-order monsters. If it is absorbed, it can even break through the realm. There shouldn't be any forbidden laws here, right?
Could it be that the strength of this wolf king is between the second and third levels, and is limited by this place and cannot completely break through?
Zhang Wenfeng was stunned when he saw the fox girl's hands dripping with blood, and came closer, "What's wrong?"
Xin Yue looked slightly disappointed and said with a smile: "This wolf king is not yet the third level, and there are no 'fake beads' in its body. After this skin is refined, it can be sold as the skin of a third level demon wolf."
Zhang Wenfeng has never fought against a third-level monster.
He thought back for a moment and realized that his Qinggong and body skills were quite advantageous on the hillside.
He can recite sutras silently to keep himself in a state of meditation. Although it is not as good as the "stillness" effect in the magical state, it is still enough. It makes his mind calm, his movements are two points better than usual, and he can dodge flexibly in chaotic group battles.
interspersed.
On the contrary, the Wolf King's sensitivity and speed are limited on steep slopes.
He stabbed the Wolf King in the eye with his sword. The moment he drew his sword and retreated, he was almost caught by the Wolf King who twisted his body in the air and stretched out his claws. His robe was torn on his right shoulder. He blocked it with a jujube sword and slid back ten feet on the hillside.
Yucai stopped, the Wolf King was indeed very powerful.
After fighting against a pack of wolves for several times, he has built up confidence in the superiority of the demon wolf.
In the forbidden area, even if a real third-level demon wolf comes, he can kill the demon wolf with his sword without any damage.
The sword realm that "fits in with the body" makes his swordsmanship simpler and more instinctive.
Zhang Wenfeng said with a smile: "You cut one of the Wolf King's hind legs and I roast it and eat it to see how it tastes?"
Xin Yue swallowed her saliva subconsciously, "It must be delicious. Brush it with grease a few more times."
She never dreamed that one day she would be able to roast and eat a wolf king whose strength was infinitely close to the third level. If it were in the outside world, this wolf king would be able to advance to the real third level in a few days. It was only one step short of the last step.
She neatly dismembered two complete hind legs of the Wolf King. One hind leg was not enough to eat. She needed to eat more meat to replenish her body. She also cut out a piece of yellow fat from the Wolf King's belly.
Not long after, three bonfires were burning at the foot of the mountain, which was full of the smell of blood.
Zhang Wenfeng followed Xin Yue's example and built a simple stone stove with stones. He used smooth bamboo slices to insert the wolf legs with many cuts in them, roasted them on the hot stone slices, and brushed the barbecue with grease from time to time.
In the night sky, the scent of meat is alluring, overwhelming the smell of blood.
Entering the forbidden land allowed him to experience the subtle differences between mortals and monks.
The fireworks in the world are the most soothing to mortal hearts.
While walking on the path of spiritual practice, it was easy to get dark under the lamp, and he almost fell further and further away due to the monk's detached mentality.
Starting, stopping, walking and lying down are all practices, so wielding a sword to kill karma is also a practice and does not hinder it.
Taoist practice of purity sounds like a pool of stagnant water, but it is not. On the road, we need to ask ourselves the most. We need to self-reflect on every road, and occasionally we need to stop and wipe away the dust in our mind. It is not easy.
A smile appeared at the corner of Zhang Wenfeng's mouth, and the invisible pressure on his whole body dissipated with the scent of flames and meat.
After the meat was roasted, Xin Yue finished her work and went to the nearby stream to wash her hands carefully with sand. The two sat on the stone beside the fire, eating meat and chatting, laughing.
The bloody place like a Shura field is very warm when illuminated by fire.
The donkey chewed the grass on the roadside in boredom, walked around to look at the wind, and kept talking incessantly.
It's dawn, and the birds are chirping on the branches.
After resting, the two men held two bundles of skins. When they came to the stream, they used the accumulated rough sediment and the stream water to wipe away the remaining blood stains, residual meat and grease in the skins, and then simply dried them in the sun to avoid damaging the skins.
quality.
Leather that has been placed in a storage space and has not had time to be processed will not be a problem if it is stored for a period of time. There is no air in the space and will not rot easily, but the quality will be somewhat compromised.
The donkey came running from Dede in the west and shouted: "Master, there are people coming, five of them."
Zhang Wenfeng put the unfinished leather in his hands on the ground, said something to Xin Yue, washed his hands and asked, "What do you think of their strength? Do they have murderous intent on them?"
The donkey did not want to get close to Xin Yue, who was wearing bare feet and the hem of her skirt was stained with blood. The fox girl had a bloody smell that could not be washed away. It was the smell left by skinning too many wolf skins. The viewer could not smell it. Its nose is too sensitive, which is not a good thing.
"The men leading the group should be pretty good. They look very fierce, but they don't feel any killing intent. They are very cautious."
The donkey talks about his own feelings for the viewer's reference.
Zhang Wenfeng washed his hands and wiped them on the hem of his robe. He fought with the wolf last night. His robe had been torn in many places, and his pair of cloth shoes were also wet and dirty. He considered getting two pairs of straw sandals for Xin Yue and himself. Convenient for climbing mountains and wading.
The two of them walked in front of a pile of white skinned wolf carcasses. After waiting for a while, they saw five men wearing animal skins walking from the west, carrying bows and arrows on their backs, and holding sharp spears.
Seeing the scene at the bottom of the hillside, the burly man's bronze face changed color and he raised his left hand.
The two people behind quickly took their bows and arrows, and the other two picked up their spears.
He put on a defensive posture and dared to come closer.