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It always felt like something was wrong.

When the elders and the first leaders appeared just now, the painting style was very elegant and free, although it was not as full of fairy spirit as Woqiu, but it also had a transcendent atmosphere.

Now that you've popped up, haven't you really gone on the wrong set?

Silvermane. Yang Jun thought of this name and flipped through the book "Shengzhou Ten Thousand Beasts" that he remembered in his mind.

In Yang Jun's opinion, the name can be directly translated into the silver-maned pig of the white-haired pig, the name is not very good, but the origin is not small - a seventh-order high-level spirit beast.

The Shengzhou monastic community believes in animism.

All things have spirits, and beasts naturally have spirits. And beasts are divided into spirit beasts, fierce beasts, and demon beasts.

Ten thousand beasts, like the human race, have the innate ability to absorb the aura of heaven and earth and achieve their own cultivation.

However, only beasts that have undergone a long period of cultivation, absorbed the aura of heaven and earth, achieved their own strong physique, possessed a certain spirituality and ability, and can pass on this spirit and ability to their offspring, can be called a spirit animal.

In other words, spirit beasts have innate abilities that are different from ordinary beasts. They may have strong muscles and bones, great strength, or psychic and keen ears or eyes, and their peculiarities are varied.

For Shengzhou monks, spirit beasts are also medicinal materials that can help improve their cultivation.

The silver-maned pig in the mouth of the old flower is a kind of spirit beast, and it is a high-level spirit beast of the seventh order.

And the beasts that absorb the anger of heaven and earth to strengthen themselves and are fierce and cruel by nature are called fierce beasts.

At the beginning of their self-cultivation, they absorbed all the evil qi between heaven and earth, such as the qi of killing, the aura of resentment and even the aura of poisonous miasma.

The last type of demon beast is originally an ordinary beast, cultivating and enlightening the Tao, turning the qi of heaven and earth to replenish its own spirit and becoming a refinement, which is for the demon beast.

The demon beast is the closest to the cultivation of the human race because of its acquired cultivation to enlighten the heavenly way and open the spiritual acumen and divine sense, and the demon beast that cultivates to a high level has the ability to cultivate and transform itself, and can blend in the crowd with this.

These beasts with special abilities have a nourishing effect when eaten by ordinary people, and they are eaten by monks and supplemented by exercises, depending on their exercises, they have various effects.

However, the silvermane is ...... That's a seventh-order spirit beast!

Silvermane has strong bones, covered in hard burrs up to five inches long. The body of an adult silver-maned pig is even stronger than the seven-fold martial arts physical ability of refining the body!

The average adult silver-maned pig weighs only 500 catties, and the old man has a head and foot of more than 800 catties, and he doesn't know what a fierce beast it is.

Besides, the words "eight hundred catties" kept echoing in Yang Jun's ears, you are always gluttonous, right?

His eyes fell on the round belly of the old man, and he thought, he is not afraid of breaking the belly!

At the moment when there was silence all around, when the disciples were confused, Yang Jun's brain did not stop spinning for a moment, and many thoughts flashed through his mind.

Who is this old flower?

Why are the expressions of the elders and the first throne so subtle?

He calls himself a mountain man, what the hell is a mountain man?

Yang Jun thought carefully.

Mountain people can be hermits and masters, they can be people who cultivate themselves and understand the Tao and do not interact with worldly people to understand the laws of heaven and earth and the universe, or they can be people who are familiar with Ib mathematics and are proficient in the five elements of feng shui and make a living by telling fortunes.

But the old flower seems to be related to these...... It doesn't matter.

Of course, mountain people can also be humble and call themselves mountain people.

Yang Jun's gaze swept over the old man's unkempt and grassy hair, and his greasy and stiff white beard, and a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he suddenly thought that it would be quite appropriate to remove the mountain character and call him a savage.

It's not that Yang Jun is burying the old flowers, look at him, he smacked his mouth, gnawed the thighs of an unlucky animal that he didn't know what to do, and his mouth kept sucking oil and water, but there were still oil stains dripping on his beard.

In just such a moment, under the intently gaze of more than a thousand people, Lao Zhaohua has gnawed a thigh to the point that there is no meat left.

Quack!

There was a crisp sound, which was extremely loud on the top of the cloud that was silent at this moment, and with a terrifying chill, many disciples involuntarily shrank their necks.

Lao Yuhua bit the thigh bone in one bite, and sucked the bone marrow with a pout.

Yang Jun suddenly thought, what do you always call flowers to eat? It looks pretty delicious!

, I feel like I'm hungry!

Yang Jun has been practicing day and night recently, and he hasn't eaten for a long time.

At this time, I was hooked by this old flower, and the greedy insects were about to flow out of my saliva.

His gaze slowly swept over the faces of the elders and the heads of the throne on the high platform.

Heng Yizhen's face was full of astonishment, and he didn't react for a long time.

Obviously, the appearance of this old flower was not expected by him.

The first seat that almost fell from the chair just now, Yang Jun counted the next seat again.

The chair on the right hand of Heng Yi Zhenren was empty, and the fifth person who counted the fifth place on Heng Yi Zhenren's right hand just now should be Chen Jianwei, the first seat of Yun Peak. His neck still maintained a strange curve, staring at the old screaming flower with a-colored face.

The faces of the other elders and the Primal Throne were also unnatural.

Yang Jun shook his head.

What's so strange about this old flower, the bigwigs in Xuantianmen are so afraid of him?

It seems that not only is the plot intricate, far beyond my imagination, but the first sect in Shengzhou, known as the Xuantian Gate of the Sect of Ten Thousand Sects, seems to be different from what I imagined!

Lao Zhaohua sat on the roof beam of the Shengyun Palace, sucked all the bone marrow, threw it casually, and threw the broken bones into the apse of Lingyun Palace.

There was a crisp bang.

No need to guess, this is the sound of bones hitting the roof of the apse.

Then there was another sound of bones, and the broken bones rolled down the top of the slope.

Lao Minghua smacked his mouth unsatisfied, and in the blink of an eye, he took out a large piece of bone-in meat out of nowhere, and gnawed it with taste.

Gobbling up a few mouthfuls, he seemed to feel that the field was terrifyingly quiet, his eyes raised to look at everyone, but his mouth didn't stop, and he said vaguely: "Why did you stop?" Mountain man, I heard there was going to be a fight today......"

He seemed to be a little confused, his mouth finally left the meat, and he raised his head and asked, "Is there such a thing?" Don't let the mountain people run away in vain! ”

Ruo Xuzhen's cheeks twitched, and her beautiful hair, which was as white as snow, trembled.

It's a big competition, not a fight! Can you not say it so vulgarly!

Lao Zhaohua didn't get a response, a little stunned, but he didn't care.

His right hand grabbed the meat and bones and couldn't move, so he waved his free left hand and said casually: "You go on, go on, don't worry about the mountain people." ”

The crowd was speechless for a while.

But Heng Yi is a real person, since the old man called the flower laughter, he sat down on the chair with his mouth open, shocked for a long time, as if he had only reacted at this time, suddenly stood up, and saluted to the old man who was sitting on the top of the main hall with his legs open.

"I haven't seen you for a long time, Uncle Shi, are you okay?"