As long as Zhao Hong knows, he can create it in a real dream within a reasonable range.

According to Zhao Xingmeng, this kind of reasonableness can be forcibly distorted in real dreams, but it can only be done with the help of secret methods, and Zhao Hong doesn't understand those secret methods, so naturally he can't do it.

Zhao Hong only needs to enter the real dream, sketch a well-structured wooden house in the dream, and then remember the details and make it in reality.

Zhao Hong and Lu Rong began to look around Genting City.

They were looking for a suitable place.

In fact, for two people, it is not difficult to find a place to live, and even if they find a deep mountain and old forest, no one can find two holy warriors who are deliberately hidden.

After all, this is a relatively safe place, and there is no fighting.

Unlike the town beast mountain, which is in the midst of war, if two holy warriors hidden in the deep mountains are discovered, it will arouse the alarm of all parties.

The two of them were far away from Genting City and found a place in a very remote place. The environment is very good, more suitable for living and not close to the crowd, except for hunters who will hunt here, no one will come.

"No need to go, I'll see this as it is. The land here is not bad, suitable for laying foundations, there are stone walls at the back, and the surrounding trees are good, so you can use local materials. After coming here, Zhao Hong stopped and decided to build a house here.

"Okay, you've got the final say. ”

"Then I'm ready to cut wood. Zhao Hong said as he pulled out the axe on his waist, then walked to the edge of a big tree next to him, stretched out his other hand and gently stroked the trunk, "You see that this tree is estimated to be hundreds of years old." It is tall and stout, and it is straight and straight, it can be a good beam, not only the beam, but also everywhere else, and most of the materials of the new house can be obtained from it. There are a lot of such big trees around, and I am going to build a hut made of pure wood, and I will not lose to the house where the people of the tribe we passed by just now live. ”

Zhao Hong's face brought an indescribable look, like a child has found an interesting toy.

In fact, it is.

Thinking of building his own house, Zhao Hong felt that it was a very interesting thing.

I am also very interested in this.

Seeing Zhao Hong like this, Lu Rong also smiled slightly, Zhao Hong has always been too mature, not in line with his age at all, and Zhao Hong's identity as a great wizard makes Lu Rong feel that Zhao Hong seems to be a little difficult to get along with.

But seeing Zhao Hong's appearance now, Lu Rong couldn't help but feel relieved, Zhao Hong is still an ordinary person after all, not as difficult to approach as he imagined.

"You cut the wood first, and I'll get something to eat." ”

"Okay, I'll just get it here. ”

After saying hello to Zhao Hong, Lu Rong left the place, while Zhao Hong concentrated on starting to cut wood and prepare materials for the construction of the house.

Ten days have passed in a blink of an eye.

The house already has a prototype, if it weren't for Zhao Hong not being in a hurry, so he built it slowly, with Zhao Hong and Lu Rong, two powerhouses in the Holy Warrior realm, erecting a wooden house would have been completed a long time ago.

Zhao Hong built the house with relish, but Lu Rong felt bored.

"Great Wizard Zhao Hong, I'll go to the Town Beast Mountain to take a look, how is the situation now. ”

Zhao Hong stopped what he was doing and glanced at Lu Rong suspiciously: "No, how long has it been now? The situation over there should not change, I think it will be too late in a while." ”

Lu Rong shook his head: "The situation on the battlefield is changing rapidly, maybe any side that suddenly gathers forces can end this battle in an instant." Therefore, you should still check more to be insured. The main thing is that it's so boring to stay here, I'm going to go for a walk. ”

"Alright then, I'll go with you. ”

"No, I'll be here soon, just observe the situation on the outskirts of the Town Beast Mountain, there won't be any danger. ”

After speaking, without waiting for Zhao Hong to express his position, Lu Rong left here and walked towards Zhenbeast Mountain alone.

Zhao Hong saw that Lu Rong didn't force her to keep her, what Lu Rong said made sense, just inquired about the situation on the periphery of Zhenmu Mountain, and there would be no danger with Lu Rong's strength.

So Zhao Hong stayed by himself to continue building the house, while Lu Rong went to Zhenbeast Mountain alone to check the situation.

At this time, the town beast mountain periphery.

The three holy warriors were cautiously marching on the edge of the outer edge of the Town Beast Mountain.

These three holy warriors are all people who participated in the assessment of the Black Feather Warband, and they work in groups of three, and their goal is to find an opportunity to make contributions and increase their capital for passing the assessment.

As he was walking, he suddenly found a holy warrior in the distance, covered in blood, lying on the side of the road gasping for breath.

"Who are you!" The warrior who participated in the assessment of the Black Feather Wargroup cautiously came to his side, and was a little relieved to see that there was no one else around him.

The man's breathing was a little heavy, and when he saw the holy warrior who participated in the assessment of the Black Feather Wargroup coming over, he immediately put on a posture of wanting to fight to the death: "Who are you!"

Everyone looked at each other, and one of them stood up and said, "We are the warriors of the Black Feather Warband. ”

After the man heard the words of the Black Feather Battle Group, a light suddenly flashed in his eyes, and then quickly hidden: "You are really Black Feather? It should be true, if you are from the Barbarian Mountain Tribe, you can kill me directly, I am so weak that I have no ability to resist." You are not guilty of being false with me, and you are deceiving me with lies. ”

As he spoke, the bloodied holy warrior's arm holding the weapon hung down, and the weapon in his hand fell to his side as if he couldn't hold it, and rolled on the ground for a moment, then stopped, and landed where the bloody holy warrior couldn't reach.

Seeing him like this, everyone also relaxed their vigilance, but still asked, "Are you from the Wild Thunder Clan?"

"That's right, I'm a holy warrior of the Thunder Clan, and we're on one side. ”

Everyone still seemed to be suspicious, so they asked, "You said that you are from the Wild Thunder Clan, what are your credentials?"

"I have a tattoo on my neck, you see. As he spoke, the bloodied holy warrior tilted his head, revealing the tattoo on his neck for everyone to see.

"There are really tattoos. He is really a holy warrior of the Wild Thunder Clan, and he is his own person. ”

"No, wait! We have the roster of enemy holy warriors, and nine out of ten holy warriors in the Barbarian Mountain tribe have been recorded. Look at the roster if he doesn't have his appearance and name, he should be real. ”

"That's right, I'll look it up. The man said, taking out the roster made of animal skins in his bag and slowly flipping through them one by one.