That night, the originally dark canopy once again emitted a pillar of light like a rainbow, and compared to the previous time, this time the pillar of light erupted more violently and dazzlingly.

The pillar of light lasted for about half an hour before dissipating into the sky, and then a terrifying aura erupted from the barren mountains, and the coercion was pervasive, and all living beings were silent and did not dare to make a sound.

All night, the barren mountains fell into a dead silence.

Long Yin looked at the night, and calmed down the ridiculous scripture that radiated light and trembled on his forehead, and it took a long time to stop his dizziness. It was the first time he had seen the Wild Word Sutra so eager for something, if it weren't for Long Yin covering his forehead, I am afraid that the Wild Word Sutra would have left his body and rushed to the direction where the pillar of light was.

Now this Ridiculous Word Sutra has been regarded by Long Yin as his advanced assistant tool, but he doesn't want to lose it.

The mind is in a hurry. More than half a month has passed since the last light pillar erupted, but he didn't expect that the mysterious mountain treasure had not been captured by a terrifying beast, which was beyond Long Yin's expectations. It seems that this mountain treasure is of extremely high rank, so it has attracted many king-level fierce beasts to compete for.

Ordinary level, overlord level, and king-level fierce beasts are just a vague concept of Long Yin's perception of fierce beasts, so as to distinguish these fierce beasts. In this way, he knew which beasts he could provoke and which beasts he could not provoke.

Just like the huge footprints that appeared out of thin air that day, there is no doubt that they were left by a king-level fierce beast with terrifying strength, which is also the main reason why Long Yin dispelled the idea of getting a piece of the pie without saying a word.

Some exist and are not something that can be provoked casually. In the eyes of king-level fierce beasts, I am afraid that overlord-level fierce beasts are no different from ants. And what this level of fierce beast looks at is either a genius or a treasure.

Wake up tomorrow morning and take a walk around the neighborhood to see if you can get anything out of it.

I can't say that I can encounter a few overlord-level fierce beasts that were affected and died, such as the unlucky blood mink, if it weren't for its precious blood, Long Yin would probably still be just an ordinary gray fox at the moment. Thinking of this, his eyes gradually lit up.

The sky was slightly bright, and Long Yin walked out, and the barren mountain at this moment was still in a dead silence, and it was still shrouded in a frightened atmosphere.

After all, the instinct of fierce beasts is to seek good fortune and avoid evil, most of them stay in their own nests, and only Long Yin can rely on human reason to overcome this innate fear.

The early bird has worms, and if he waits for the other beasts to start moving, he is not sure that he will fight with them.

This time, Long Yin's luck was not so good, he really had the intention to plant flowers and flowers, and he had no intention of planting willows and willows. Last time, I just thought about grabbing the mountain treasure, but I didn't expect to encounter a few beast corpses of overlord-level fierce beasts on the road. This time I came with a purpose, but I got nothing.

It's obviously impossible not to be disappointed, it seems that those overlord-level fierce beasts have also learned wisely and know how to hide obediently.

Long Yin still didn't give up, and asked him to give up like this, obviously unwilling. After all, relying on his own strength to hunt down a hegemon-level beast is nothing short of a fantasy. And the only way he knew to improve his strength now was to devour the blood of the overlord-level beast in order to transform himself.

Only when he is strong can he leave this barren mountain and go to a place where there are people, and only when he is strong can he find his way home.

Long Yin was a little hesitant, saying that there was the corpse of the overlord-level fierce beast he wanted in the depths, after all, he was only in the outer area of the barren mountain now, and the number of overlord-level fierce beasts was relatively rare.

Long Yin gritted his teeth and immediately decided. If you stay in the original nest all the time, you are afraid that it will be difficult to leave this barren mountain in this life. Besides, he is a human being! His wisdom is always incomparable to those fierce beasts, and as long as he is careful, he may not be able to survive in the barren mountains.

You know, wasn't he just an ordinary gray fox at the beginning? He has this mysterious absurd scripture, as long as there is the corpse of a fierce beast, it means that there is an endless stream of precious blood, plus there are countless geniuses and treasures inside the barren mountain, he may not be able to make a good fortune in it.

Thinking about it, Long Yin shook his claws fiercely, and was full of confidence for a while.

He turned into a gray shadow and disappeared into the forest.

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In Haotian's hometown, in the middle hall of the stone hall, a long-haired old man is in the first place, and below it, there are dozens of stools and chairs side by side. Except for a few vacancies, the other chairs are sat down by people, both old and young.

Most of the old people were dressed in long shirts and cotton cloths, and the young and middle-aged were almost all wrapped in animal skins, and their strong muscles were exposed in the air, full of animalistic wildness.

"The convening of the clan meeting this time is a slight change in the barren mountains. After all the main members of the clan arrived, the long-haired old man who was on top spoke lightly.

Hearing the old man's words, a black-haired strong man stepped forward and shouted in a rough voice: "Patriarch, what happened to the clan meeting!"

This is also the voice of most of the people present, and they are also very curious, the convening of the clan meeting is usually a major event. You must know that they still have a lot of things to take care of, and time is precious.

The long-haired old man glanced at the black-haired man lightly, picked up the tea on the side and took a sip, "My Neighbor Totoro's time is short!"

This sentence is like a boulder entering a lake, stirring up a thousand waves. Everyone fried the pot one after another, the voices of discussion continued, and the scene was a little uncontrollable.

"Silence!" the long-haired old man frowned.

I have to say that the long-haired old man, as the head of the clan, has unshakable prestige, and his voice suppressed everyone's discussions.

"Patriarch, does the Lord know about this?" said the other carefully. You know, Totoro is the mount of the Lord, and for some unavoidable reason he was placed in the barren mountains, and if he dies here, they can't help but be angry with the Lord.

The long-haired old man nodded, "I have reported this to the lord truthfully, and the lord did not mean to blame us. "When the barren mountain first lit up the pillar of blood, the long-haired old man passed the news to the lord in time.

"That's good!" everyone was relieved, since the lord had no intention of blaming, then everything was fine.

"The lord has commanded, and I hope I will bury him alive!" the long-haired old man continued.

Everyone nodded, even if the adult didn't say it, they would do it, and it was their job.

"In addition, the Lord also promised to give us the true dragon blood in Totoro's body, which is also the reward for taking care of Totoro for so many years. ”

"What?!" The long-haired old man's words were like spring thunder, exploding in everyone's hearts, and everyone's breath was suffocated.