Back in the cave, Zhang Hongjun refined the soul of the wild boar, and his soul power increased a lot, but he was still a little bit closer to rushing to the power of a tiger. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Zhang Hongjun took Xiaobai to hunt two more demon beasts, and the soul power finally reached the power of one tiger, and the first layer of the five tigers' soul alchemy was successful.

Zhang Hongjun danced the long stick, the shadow of the stick was heavy, and the power of a tiger was injected into the long stick, and with a snap, a mountain stone larger than the human body was shattered from it, which was the power of a tiger of the soul.

"Xiaobai, go, take you to a long experience."

Zhang Hongjun took the little white snake and headed towards a forest, where a fierce tiger was located, and he decided to test the power of a tiger's power.

"Roar!"

The tiger roared in the wind, and as soon as the two walked into the forest, a tiger came to them.

"Phew!"

Zhang Hongjun has a long stick in his hand, and his momentum has changed, majestic, high-spirited, and unstoppable.

Roar!

The strong wind blew, and the tiger descended the mountain and bit Zhang Hongjun's throat.

Zhang Hongjun was short, and the tiger crossed over his head, but the tiger reacted very quickly, and as soon as his front paws touched the ground, his tail immediately rolled up, turning into a long whip of steel, sweeping the fallen leaves, and killing with a killing aura.

"I'm in the way!"

Zhang Hongjun's Demon Slayer Stick Method blocked it head-on, and the tiger's tail swept on the long stick, and the powerful force shook it away, hitting a big tree and stopping.

"It's worthy of being the overlord of the forest, and there are two hits."

Zhang Hongjun stabbed the demon destroying stick, and the long stick was used as a spear, with a fierce aura, and he took the tiger's forehead.

"Roar!"

The tiger grabbed his right paw forward, put aside the long stick, stepped on the ground with his hind legs, stood in human form, and grabbed Zhang Hongjun with his claws for a while.

The tiger's claws are sharp and glowing with cold light, and every grasp can pierce through the golden travertine.

Zhang Hongjun dodged and resisted at the same time, avoiding many dangerous moves, but the tiger was violent, and if he was not careful, his left shoulder was torn a large piece.

Fortunately, it was a soul body, and after a while, it returned to its original state, but it lost some soul power.

"Good, you're strong, but I'm not going to give in!"

Zhang Hongjun patted the recovered left shoulder, his eyes were like a torch, and he rushed away again with a stick, the strength of the tiger was very strong, but it was just to hone his actual combat skills.

Zhang Hongjun believes that actual combat is the best way to improve.

One person and one tiger duel, the scene is fierce, the tiger is brave and ruthless, Zhang Hongjun's magic stick method of destroying the devil is not weak, the two come and go, and the sun and moon are gone.

Zhang Hongjun lacked actual combat experience, and many of the dangers that could have been avoided failed to be avoided, and he was repeatedly in danger of losing his life.

"Get out of the way!"

"You stupid, jump up!"

"You fool, you can't hide!"

The little white snake watched from the sidelines, anxious for it, and shouted frequently in his mouth, no longer big or small.

As the battle continued, Zhang Hongjun's method of destroying demons became more and more proficient, his experience gradually increased, and his actual combat skills improved rapidly.

"I'll fight!"

Zhang Hongjun jumped up, slashing the heavenly demons, the long stick with a powerful momentum, as if a heavy mountain fell from the sky, the momentum spread, and the surrounding trees trembled.

"Roar!"

The tiger also seemed to feel the strength of this stick, and there was a trace of uneasiness in its eyes, seeing that the long stick was pressing, and there was no way to avoid it, it had to let out a long howl to dissolve the cowardice in its heart, and then rushed forward with a hard fight.

However, this stick Zhang Hongjun has been deliberate for a long time, and the power is beyond the imagination of the tiger, and even Zhang Hongjun does not know how powerful it is, because it is the first time he himself has tried his best to use it.

Thundered!

The trees swayed, the whole forest shook, and the tiger was hit by a long stick, and the whole head shattered to the ground, and blood rained down.

"Possessed!"

Zhang Hongjun threw the stick, possessed the tiger, searched for the soul, devoured it, and Xiaobai was also beside him, sharing the food.

"It's so full!"

"It's swollen!"

Zhang Hongjun and the little white snake sat on the ground, their bellies round and slippery, like a big drum.

The tiger's soul was many times stronger than the boar demon, and the two of them couldn't finish eating until they held on.

Roar!

Just when the two of them were uncomfortable, a long howl came from the depths of the forest, a mountain does not allow two tigers, but this long howl is a real tiger.

How so?

One mountain does not tolerate two tigers, because it is not one male and one female.

One mountain can accommodate two tigers, and it must be one male and one female.

Killed the male tiger, came the female tiger, and the female tiger came to avenge the male tiger.

"Thirty-six plans are the best plan!"

Zhang Hongjun and Little White Snake did not dare to fight and fled quickly.

I ran back to the cave in one breath before I stopped.

The little white snake went back to his cave, Zhang Hongjun returned to this cave, for some reason, demons and beasts did not want to get close here, Zhang Hongjun asked the little white snake, and the little white snake said that there were strange fluctuations near the cave, which made them uncomfortable, and the closer they got to the cave, the more so.

This is similar to the memory in Sun Wukong's broken soul, Wuzhi Mountain has a formation, cutting off the source of spiritual power and sucking Sun Wukong's cultivation.

In the next few days, Zhang Hongjun was improving his soul power, and then, repairing Sun Wukong's broken soul, little by little, I don't know what year and month, it will be complete.

The days passed, and soon another two months passed.

Zhang Hongjun and the little white snake visited the Tiger Forest several times, the female tiger is stronger than the male tiger, the two have suffered repeatedly, even if Zhang Hongjun has rich experience in actual combat, he still suffers, and in the end, Zhang Hongjun decided to temporarily give up provoking the tiger.

These days, in addition to cultivating, he also spared part of the time, in the middle of the night, cutting down trees on the Soul Mountain, renovating the cave, there were water droplets on the roof of the cave, Zhang Hongjun dug a drainage ditch, led the excess water out of the cave, and also laid wooden planks on the ground to isolate the dampness underground.

The pool inside the cave was also re-planned and divided into three pools, one for drinking water, one for gargling and washing face, and the other for bathing.

Zhang Hongjun also built a stove with stones, lit a fire, and hung the meat of wild boar and hare on the fire.

Sun Wukong, possessed by Zhang Hongjun, soaked in the bath, eating barbecue while soaking, and a cup made of bamboo was placed on the simple table next to him, containing wild fruit juice.

Zhang Hongjun ate a few bites of barbecue, drank a glass of juice, leaned against the stone wall, closed his eyes, and pondered in his heart.

During this time, the broken soul has been repaired a lot, and the vitality has gradually become richer, but I don't know why, I still can't feel Sun Wukong's mind active.

Is it brain dead? No way! There is no such thing as brain death in the body of cultivating immortals.

But why can't you find his mind?

Zhang Hongjun guessed that his mind might not awaken until his soul was repaired.

This is a long way to go, Zhang Hongjun sighed lightly, opened his eyes, walked out of the bath, wiped off the water droplets with a towel made of deerskin, tore off a fox skin scarf from the stone ledge, wrapped it around his waist, and took off a short-sleeved gown and put it on his body.

This is the skin of the tiger, which he secretly brought back, cut it with a hardwood sharpening knife, peeled it, dried it, kneaded it softly, cut it, and made it into a short-sleeved coat, without needle and thread, and he didn't need needle and thread, without buttons, so he pierced a few small holes in the buttons, passed through the small holes with thin strips of leather, and then tied them, and the effect was like a button.

Walking to the entrance of the cave, it was already daylight outside the cave, the sun was shining, there were no clouds, and it was a beautiful weather.

Zhang Hongjun sat on a wooden bench, which was covered with thick animal skins and was very soft.

Zhang Hongjun decided to continue mending his broken soul, it was a long job, and he couldn't give up halfway, but just as he was about to sink into his heart, suddenly, there was a commotion from the other side of the valley.