Chapter 11: Two Reliefs
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The feathered wolf is also really powerful, and it actually smashed a boulder of that size, and it was only slowed down a few times, and continued to pounce on Xiao Yong.
However, it collides with such a boulder, and the feathered wolf is not copper-skinned and iron-clad, so it is impossible to be fine.
There was blood flowing from the wolf's head, and there were skin lesions and bone wounds......
All of them were non-fatal injuries, but they gave the crested wolf great pain, causing it to be angry, hateful, and crazy.
And what Xiao Yong wants, in addition to the madness of the crested wolf, is also the bloodthirsty eyes that hurt it under this blow.
This achievement was built, the eyes of the crested wolf were injured, not serious, but enough to hinder its vision, with this result, Xiao Yong was able to follow the method he came up with, and then go down.
Therefore, seeing that the crested wolf smashed the boulder, and only reduced a few points of momentum to continue to pounce, Xiao Yong pointed out the direction for the crested wolf while screaming, and ran to the side.
The crested wolf was already in a state of madness, and only wanted to tear the brave man who injured it to pieces, and after throwing it into the air, it roared and pounced again.
Bravely dodged in time, and then let the crested wolf pounce in the air, but because of a moment of intention, he made the appearance of being entangled in several curtain-like vines.
The feathered wolf's vision was slightly blurred, and it couldn't see whether Xiao Yong was intentional, so he thought it had an opportunity and pounced on it with a more ferocious stance.
Xiao Yong grinned, and in the midst of the smile, he let go of the vine that was deliberately entangled, and with a slanted pounce, it rolled away.
The feather-crowned wolf is not very intelligent, so it doesn't think deeply, what it thinks about is to wait until it hits the ground, and then turn to kill again.
Unfortunately, there was nothing behind the curtain-like vines, there was a cave wall mixed with bones and stones, and the crested wolf slammed into the vines, and there was no possibility of turning, and slammed headfirst into it.
There was a loud bang, and half of the head of the crested wolf crashed into it, even if it didn't die, it was temporarily no threat.
Xiao Yong should not lose it temporarily, but to lose it completely, so as not to delay, pick up the rubble and bones around him, and smash it violently.
In fact, the best way is to hold a blade and step forward to give the feathered wolf a few knives, but Xiao Yong has no blade in his hand......
Xiao Yong secretly scolded himself for being stupid, he didn't have it in his hand, but he had it in his storage bag!
Xiao Yong hurriedly untied the storage bag tied to his waist, but he couldn't open it.
At this time, Bu Yicang, who followed the voice, arrived panting, and Xiao Yong hurriedly asked, "How to open the storage bag?"
"Spirit...... Spiritual power!" Bu Yicang didn't know why, but he still said: "Cloth spiritual power, it's ...... It opened on its own. ā
The brave spiritual power had all been incorporated into the snow flakes before, and it was impossible to put spiritual power on the storage bag without the slightest left, so he threw the storage bag to Bu Yicang.
"You open it! and take out the short knife inside!"
Hurriedly said this, bravely snatched the paperweight in Bu Yicang's hand, used it as a blade, bullied the feathered wolf's side, looked at his head, and pulled it down with a stick.
When he smashed it with gravel and bone before, Xiao Yong hadn't noticed the problem, but at this moment, he was close to him, and he realized that the attack that fell on the feathered wolf was at least thirty percent of its power resisted by the violent aura on its body.
Even the power of the attack was resisted by at least thirty percent, and the impact of the collision between the crested wolf and the cave wall was naturally also resisted.
That is to say...... This guy wasn't seriously injured at all!"
Xiao Yong finally showed a solemn expression, and at this moment, he had to expect that the short knife made of obsidian iron could show the miraculous effect of the treasure knife.
But what made Xiao Yong speechless was that Bu Yicang couldn't open the storage bag, because he hadn't even been able to perceive the aura of heaven and earth, and there was no spiritual power in his body.
Xiao Yong shook his head and sighed lightly: "That old rule, hurry up and find a place to hide." ā
Xiao Yong wanted Bu Yicang to hide, but he couldn't, he had to deal with the feathered wolf.
Bu Yicang didn't hide, he stuffed the storage bag into his arms, picked up an arm-long bone stick that rolled down at his feet, held it in both hands, and went up to help.
Bu Yicang's strength is not greater than that of Xiao Yong, but the damage he caused is greater than that of Xiao Yong who smacked a paperweight, which can be described as a bone stick, and broke several bones of the feathered wolf.
Xiao Yong didn't have time to be surprised, so he hurriedly grabbed Bu Yicang's shirt and threw him out.
It was the feathered wolf that endured the severe pain of broken bones, was stimulated by it, broke free, and the moment he broke free, he raised his claws and swept towards Bu Yicang.
If it weren't for Xiao Yong's timely defeat, Bu Yicang would have already been clawed.
The feather-crowned wolf hated him very much, and he didn't catch Bu Yicang, so he arrested him instead.
Failed to catch it, and didn't catch it, a gravel smashed, hit its claws, and pierced directly.
When one gravel comes, there is a second, and then a third......
A total of five rubbles were smashed, four of which pierced the four claws of the crested wolf, and one pierced its head.
The feathered wolf, who had not been able to kill with all his might, died under five gravels.
Because these five gravels are not from the hands of Xiao Yong or Bu Yicang, and there are only two of them in the Dream Cave!
Strange and weird! Therefore, the cave of the dream has lost its crying and screaming and roaring, and it is so quiet that it can be heard!
The powerful bone rod in Bu Yicang's hand suddenly shattered into powder, condensed into a small bone relief, and hung in front of him!
Because of a fist-sized phosphorus fire, rolling a broken stone, slowly floating, turned into a small stone relief, hanging in front of Xiao Yong!
In the weirdness, Xiao Yong looked at the stone relief in front of him, and saw that it was carved a spirit beast that looked a little like a squirrel, and also saw that it was holding a broken stone in its small claws.
"Spirit beasts that like to smash stones?" Xiao Yong thought about the scene when he smashed the crested wolf with broken stones and bones before, and raised his eyebrows: "Is it possible...... Was it my behavior that caused the remnant soul of this spirit beast to resonate, and then it gave me such a creation just like the tiger in my dream gave me the Mortal Seal?"
In the Zhihua sect that enters the Tao with painting, this kind of relief is indeed a kind of creation, first, to copy the things on the relief, compared to painting the real thing, it is much simpler, and secondly, there is a little soul in the relief, and you can also refer to a few traces of the charm of the things on it.
Xiao Yong thought about this through the matter of the tiger soul statue, reached out and pinched the stone relief and put it in his pocket.
Bu Yicang stayed in the ink hall for three days, and he could also think about this matter, but after he pinched his bone relief, he didn't put it away, and handed it to Xiao Yong together with the storage bag in his arms.
Xiao Yong took the storage bag, but did not take the bone relief.
Bu Yicang handed it over again and explained: "You saved my life, this thing is a thank you gift." ā
Xiao Yong smiled and said: "You can't eat that thing, I don't want it, I want to eat it!" You really want to thank you, go find some dead branches and come over, we will roast wolf meat to eat!"
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One has no knives, and the other has no fire source, it is not easy to roast wolf meat to eat, but no matter how difficult things are, it is difficult to be brave.
Therefore, at a certain moment, the rich aroma of meat permeated the cave.
While eating meat and chatting, Xiao Yong knew the origin of Bu Yicang, a rich young master, and six generations of single inheritance.
"I thought my background was excellent, but I only found out when I came to the Zhihua Sect, but Er'er. Bu Yicang sighed and said: "Brother Xiao, do you know the true meaning of the Ink Palace? The Ink Hall is actually the last hall, so the students who stay in the Ink Hall are all left after the other two halls of the Ink Hall are selected. ā
"Brother Xiao, do you know how the other two halls are selected? In addition to valuing qualifications, they also value exotic treasures and spirit stones, in other words, as long as you have these things, they can let you and me go to their halls to learn the Tao!" Bu Yicang took a bite of roast wolf meat, as if biting away the boredom in his heart, and said vaguely: "But when I came, I prepared mortal treasures, and they didn't look down on them at all." ā
Xiao Yong has long had the conclusion that "immortals are not immortals, but they are people who seek the way", and it is not strange for this kind of selection method.
But because of this, Xiao Yong reminded: "Brother Bu, you know that they are also greedy for exotic treasures and spirit stones, so don't let people know about your relief, so as not to attract others to covet it." ā
Bu Yicang smiled and was about to respond to this, his face suddenly changed, and pain welled up.
Xiao Yong was one step behind him, and the same situation occurred, in this situation, he had a similar experience, it was the spiritual power that was scurrying in his body.
It's just that the spiritual power at this moment is extremely violent, and it is too dangerous compared to the gentle spiritual power of the spirit fruit.
Xiao Yong didn't dare to slack off, and immediately said: "Brother Bu! That's spiritual power! Use the refining mantra of the Qi Refining Chapter to refine it!"
reminded Bu Yicang, and saw that he had the corresponding action, Xiao Yong immediately closed his eyes and refined his spiritual power.
The feathered wolf is only a half-order spirit beast, and the strongest is equivalent to a monk at the sixth or seventh level of qi refining, and the spiritual power contained in its flesh and blood is not very much.
Xiao Yong didn't eat a lot of roast wolf meat, and he didn't get much spiritual power, and after a few refining, he had been completely refined.
On the other hand, Bu Yicang was sweating all over, his skin was red, and there was hot air coming out, it was obvious that he had a very difficult time refining.
But in this matter, Xiao Yong didn't know how to help, so in order not to help more and more, he had to be a Dharma protector on the side.
But as time passed, I didn't see Bu Yicang's state improve, but I saw that the beads of sweat on his body were mixed with blood.
"Oh no!
Xiao Yong's heart is anxious, why not Bu Yicang?
In addition to being anxious, Bu Yicang remembered the half of the marrow cleansing pill in his arms, he hurriedly finished refining his spiritual power, hurriedly turned it out, and hurriedly put it into his mouth.
With this half of the strong three-pattern marrow washing pill, Bu Yi's qualifications have changed a little, and he has finally refined a trace of spiritual power.
A trace of refining has been made, and with guidance, the remaining strands have gradually been refined.
I don't know how long it took, Bu Yicang finished refining and opened his eyes.
Xiao Yong breathed a sigh of relief when he saw him open his eyes, but at the same time he was secretly frightened.
The time it took Bu Yicang to refine that bit of spiritual power was more than ten times that of Xiao Yong, which was caused by his first refining and lack of proficiency, but more because of his poor qualifications.
Just talking about qualifications, Xiao Yong is about the same as Bu Yicang, that is to say, if he doesn't get the Mortal Seal, the matter of refining spiritual power will be as difficult as Bu Yicang.
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