And somewhere in the forest, Spark's figure appeared, smiled with a little satisfaction, and thought to himself: "This kid is finally a little conscious, he knows that he should deal with the surrounding environment carefully, I am still worried that this kid will relax his mind with my backing, but I didn't expect that the two days of disappearance not only fished out a piece of dragon horn but also solved this problem by the way, ha." Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

Mo Jiaer glanced at the scroll lying quietly on the trunk of the tree, reached out and picked it up and spread it out, and immediately gasped, "Another secret book, the seventh-level wind system secret book 'Wind Hinge'."

As Mogar continued to read, he had a general understanding, and when he finished reading, he closed the scroll, closed his eyes and recalled what he saw, and then spread out the scroll and read it carefully, and after reading it again, he put the scroll into the ring.

He took a deep breath to calm his mood, and then according to the secret method on the secret book, he stimulated the battle qi to pour into his left hand, and a trace of mist-like battle qi converged to form a chain-like pattern, but as time passed, he couldn't even make the battle qi stay on the surface of his wrist, and the excited battle qi always dissipated silently.

Two hours later, the hunger in his stomach broke Mo Jiaer's cultivation state, he glanced at his left wrist and sighed: "It's really not easy to form a hinge mark, it's even more difficult to materialize the mark, and the consumption of this battle qi... It's not ordinary, it seems that the cultivation of this 'Hinge of the Wind' secret book has taken its time. "The battle qi consumed in these two hours has already accounted for one-tenth of the battle qi that Mojar already has.

After casually solving the hunger, Mojar began to look for a replacement for the arrow, and it didn't take long for

20 meters in front of the ancient tree engraved with the arrow target, the wooden arrow arrows in the quiver behind Mogar have all been replaced by Mojiaer with wooden arrows made of wooden trees.

The wood tree is a kind of wood is an extremely hard dwarf tree, the average height of the tree is about 2 meters, and the weight is extremely light, so it is mostly used as the main material for the shield of the army.

"Whoosh, whoosh..."The wooden arrows were constantly shot by Mo Jiaer, and twelve arrows were shot in a row, and Mo Jia put down his weak hands, looking at the twelve arrows that stayed at the bull's-eye, Mo Jia Er smiled proudly. After retracting the wooden arrow and sitting down to rest for about half an hour, Mogar got up and looked around, remembering the place he had stayed for 18 days, and remembering the 18 days that might change his life.

After erasing the traces of his existence, he thought about it or gave up clearing the surrounding protective ring, what Mo Jiaer didn't know was that his move indirectly created a saint-level powerhouse that shook the Aixia Continent 200 years later.

Although Sparker said that there was not much need for camouflage in the Demon Beast Mountains, Mojal thought that it would be better to be more protected, so he simply put on his cloak and began to head north.

Half a day later, in front of an ancient boulder, a huge bobcat's neck was constantly bleeding out, behind the boulder Mo Jiaer kept wheezing, he finally understood the danger of the Warcraft Mountain Range, in just a few hours, he experienced three battles, fortunately they are all fierce animals, with the strength of today's first-level warriors, plus these five or six days of training, although he is not familiar with the use of battle qi, but he still quickly ended the three battles, if he encounters a Warcraft, it is not as simple as breaking a few holes in the robe.

A few times, he relied on his keen sense to avoid several powerful demonic beasts, this is still the edge area, if it is in the center of the low-end area, it is estimated that he will not survive for two hours.

Mo Jiaer left this area, night fell quickly, under an ancient tree, he took out the purple flame beast bone powder, looked at the remaining amount, thought about it and put it into the ring, "It's better to wait until you find a relatively safe location before using it." ”

Casually settled the dinner, climbed onto the trunk of the tree after drinking the potion, took off the cloak, looked at the few holes on it, shook his head and said to himself: "If this one is broken, there will be one left, so let's not wear it first, and wear it when needed!", put away the cloak, sat down cross-legged, and began to absorb the wind elements with all his might.

At night, the Demon Beast Mountain Range began to revive, and the plants on the ground glowed, and countless flying glowing seeds seemed to be comparable to the starry sky.

The beast's roar rose and fell, and Mogar could clearly feel the roar and rustling sound that appeared from time to time under the tree.

Mo Jiaer was so nervous all night that he didn't even dare to sleep when he was sleeping, and he remained vigilant. The next morning, under the effect of Trino's potion, all the fatigue of the tense spirit disappeared, and after moving the body and solving breakfast, I headed north to start a new day.

Moving forward cautiously, Mo Jiaer's journey was extremely slow, he walked for two days, and fought seven battles, two of which encountered a first-level demonic beast, and it was extremely difficult to slaughter the two demonic beasts, so five new wounds were added to his body, fortunately, the wounds were not deep, and the pharmaceutical knowledge he learned in Trino came in handy, and he quickly took care of the wounds by himself.

In the middle of the night of the next day, Mogar found a location with his back to the section of the hill, sprinkled bone meal around it, rested for the night, and began to practice archery in this place the next day, increasing the shooting distance to 15 meters, although only 5 meters were added, but the difficulty was greatly improved.

Seven days later, Mogar shot 15 arrows in a row and hit the bull's-eye, and when he took back the wooden arrows, Mogar said to himself proudly: "It only took 7 days, hey, I'm really a genius in archery." If Sparker hears this, it is estimated that he will hit Mojal again, saying that it only took three days to increase the distance from 30 meters to 70 meters. (24 days)

Clearing his traces again, he headed north again, and five days later, the small wounds on Mojiaer's body were added a lot, and the wounds on the previous ones were almost healed, leaving only faint scars, but four more serious wounds were added.

It's not that there are fewer battles than last time, but that Mojia's combat skills are constantly growing, his combat awareness is increasing rapidly, and his proficiency in the use of battle qi is also improving, so most of them end the opponent's life as a result of their own minor injuries.

Fortunately, it can only be said that it is a first-level Warcraft to be touched in the marginal area, and it can be said that it is rare to encounter a second-level Warcraft, and it can only be said that it is an accident to be able to meet a fourth-level Warcraft "Four-Eyed Money Leopard".

In five days, Mojiaer fought 21 battles, of which 6 could be said to be "life and death duels" with first-level demonic beasts, especially the battle with the first-level demonic beast saber-toothed gray wolf just now, the calf was almost not bitten off, and the wound was deep and the bone was visible.

Mo Jia could only postpone his trip, find a relatively safe place nearby, and do a good job of protection, before taking out the most precious special healing potion bought in Perro City and treating the wound.

In order to allow the wound to heal as soon as possible, he did not continue training as usual, but sat on the branch of an ancient tree to rest, sensing the battle qi in the fulcrum, after more than ten days of accumulation, if the amount of battle qi before was compared to a window, then now there is half a room-sized battle qi, and then counting the battle qi consumed in the past ten days of battle, and the consumption of condensing hinge imprints, then there is more than half a room's volume, "It's still far away!" Mo Jiaer sighed, and then withdrew from the induction.

Staring at the light and shadow in front of him that was cut by leaves, Mojar thought back to these dozens of battles, and kept learning from them.

In the evening, after drinking the potion and sitting on the branch again, he did not actively absorb the elements, but enjoyed a relatively calm night that was rare to have, with very few beast roars around him, only the sound of insects and leaves blowing.