The ice hangs and melts, the mountains are green, and the grass grows and the warbler flies.

Under the clear blue sky, white clouds float like cotton wool.

Winter has passed, and the mountains in the land of ten thousand mountains are mostly full of vitality.

"Squeak!"

As the warm sun bloomed, it was blocked by several large mountains in the west, and in a remote grass, the little hedgehog came out of the hole in the ground and poked its head.

Unlike the little hedgehog who was hungry and wanted to come out to forage for food, Ji Fan in the cave was sitting cross-legged behind the young man's corpse, using his palms against the back of the young man's corpse, constantly conveying true qi to it.

The faint aura was steaming on the spiritual platform above Ji Fan's head, and his skinny face was red, as if he had urged his true qi to the extreme, and he looked very tired.

The wisps of alien aura in Ji Fan's body, accompanied by his true qi, crossed into the corpse of the young man in front of him along his palms.

Feeling that the true yuan was running in the body for a while, and it was difficult to continue intermittently, Ji Fan did not stop infusing the true qi of the young man's corpse, but instead squeezed out more of the alien aura in his body.

"Bang~~~"

It didn't take long for the young man's corpse to generate a force of true qi backlash, and he actually lined up Ji Fan.

A trace of reverse blood overflowed from the corner of Ji Fan's mouth, making him feel suffocated.

"Whew~~~"

The tightness and pain in his chest were pressed down, and Ji Fan was able to breathe in small breaths, as if he was afraid that his breathing amplitude would be too large and he would be dragged to the injury.

On the other hand, the young man's corpse, in addition to not breathing, seems to contain life.

It has been three months since Ji Fan got the young man's body, and it was extremely difficult to hide and hide along the way.

During this period, Ji Fan often conveyed true qi to the young man's corpse, mainly to raise the corpse, so that the juvenile's corpse would not decompose.

According to the previous record of the hunchbacked old man Chen Gengnian's Yin Corpse Seal, raising a corpse requires crossing into the aura, but Ji Fan did not plant the spiritual root in the enlightened vein, and the true yuan could not be transformed into the spiritual element, so he could only cross the true qi into the young corpse, which led to the cultivation of the corpse was quite difficult, and the progress was very slow.

As for the corpse refining, it is necessary to transfer the soul, Ji Fan has not cultivated the Yin Corpse Seal, and he has not reached that level.

"Relying on true qi alone, it is really difficult to cultivate this corpse with a spiritual yang heart. Ji Fan lay on his back on the ground, gasping and thinking.

What Ji Fan wanted to do was to make the corpse's heart beat again and restore the corpse's breathing, he did not use the method of sacrificing the yin corpse, but to raise the yang corpse.

The reason why Ji Fan raised the Yang Corpse was because of the needs of his own cultivation direction, and the most important thing was that the young man's corpse was very intact, and when he got it, he was deprived of his soul by the vine for a long time, which was very in line with the conditions for refining the Yang Corpse.

"After walking for a while, you will almost reach the Hundred Tombs Mountain Range, there should be a Hundred Tomb City, and the Fang City is not small, it is jointly managed by the Ten Demon Dao Alliance, and further south from the Hundred Tombs Mountain Range, it is the Xuanyin Mountain Range. Ji Fan struggled to get up and sit cross-legged to breathe, without the slightest excitement.

With the corpses of the little hedgehog and the boy, Ji Fan didn't know what to do in the future.

The little hedgehog had a strong appetite, and during these three months, not only did he eat the corpses of the two three-colored centipedes, but even the Soldier Beast Pill in the embroidered bag of the female monk, as well as other pills and herbs, were not enough to feed it.

Every time he faced a hungry little hedgehog, Ji Fan had the feeling that he couldn't afford to raise this kind of demon beast.

Along the way, Ji Fan checked the jade cylinders and scrolls, and found that there is still a big difference between the spirit and the psychic.

Channeling, on the other hand, is a contract between a monk and a spiritual object, summoning the spiritual object when necessary, and usually does not need to feed the spiritual object.

The ability of the monk is strong, the income is beyond the reach of mortals, and he can also find cultivation resources in the wild by relying on his strength, but the consumption is also large.

Many times, the monks have to compare each broken spirit stone, and behind the glamorous scenery on the surface, the actual cultivation is extremely poor.

It was only at this time that Ji Fan could understand why the hunchbacked old man Chen Gengnian was insidious, but he was so poor that he didn't even have a broken spirit stone.

"Raising demon beasts requires cultivation resources, and refining corpses also requires cultivation resources, fortunately, I don't have a magic weapon now, I don't need a Yunze artifact, if I can plant a spiritual root, cultivation also needs resources, what will I do in the future!" Ji Fan really felt at this time that without the support of his family, he could not be protected by the strong, and he was struggling on the way to cultivation.

If the situation could not be improved, Ji Fan felt that the little hedgehog was likely to starve to death, in fact, the situation of the Imperial Beast Cultivator starving to death of the demon beast was not uncommon in the cultivation world.

"Squeak!"

Just when Ji Fan was secretly on fire, the little hedgehog had already returned to the hole in the ground, calling for a circle.

"There's nothing left, can't you find some food by yourself?" Ji Fan spit out the embroidery bag and reluctantly gave it to the little hedgehog.

The little hedgehog was anxious and aggrieved, it left Ji Fan, and he didn't dare to run too far.

In fact, Ji Fan can understand the little hedgehog, along the way, even he didn't dare to show his face, for fear of being discovered by the demon beast and hiding.

Seeing that the little hedgehog took out a handful of Diyang grass from the embroidery bag and ate it, and was worried that it would be impossible to eat the next meal if he let go of the amount, Ji Fan could only sigh secretly, not wanting his emotions to affect the little hedgehog.

Not long after partnering with the little hedgehog, Ji Fan learned that although it was an omnivorous demon beast, what it ate had to be something containing spiritual power.

If you eat some grass and meat, you can satisfy the appetite of the little hedgehog, and Ji Fan doesn't have to worry.

If you don't get the supplement of food containing spiritual power for a period of time, the little hedgehog will appear obviously weak, and its movements will be weak.

In Ji Fan's feeling, the little hedgehog should have reached the level of a second-level demon beast, and in terms of realm, it was equivalent to a monk in the Tongxuan period, but his combat power was no match for even a low-level qi refiner.

"Ready, get ready, wait until it's completely dark, and we'll be on our way. Ji Fan hesitated slightly, and took out a broken spirit stone in the storage bag.

This broken spirit stone is still obtained by Ji Fan on the body of the servant girl Su Ju, and it has twelve fast.

Seeing that it was almost in the Hundred Tombs, Ji Fan gave the little hedgehog a piece, hoping that it would be in a good state.

Finding the broken spirit stone, the little hedgehog seemed to be very hungry, and ran over to pounce and ate the broken spirit stone.

The spirit stone was extremely hard, but the little hedgehog bit it rattling.

After a while, seeing that the little hedgehog that had eaten the knuckle-sized broken spirit stone completely stopped and shrunk into a thorn ball on the side, Ji Fan tidied up and tied the young man's body to his back with a belt.

The space in the cave is quite spacious, and Ji Fan can also use it, and when he goes out, he also puts the little hedgehog into the animal skin bag.

At night, there was a sound of grass, and Ji Fan showed his head to observe, and then pressed the edge of the hole with both hands and jumped out of the whole body.

At this time, Ji Fan was dressed in a bearskin coat, and if he was discovered by mortals, he would probably have to be scared.

Especially Ji Fan carrying the corpse of the young man on his back, just like a hairy small humanoid beast carrying another beast on his back.

The bearskin coat, which is simply made, is more resistant than cloth clothes and cloth robes, and is very suitable for walking in the mountains in addition to looking at the nest.

"After getting the young man's body, he hid all the way for more than three months, and the people of the Miao clan may not look for it anymore!" When Ji Fan thought about taking away the young man's body before, no one saw it, plus the short old man of the Miao clan may also be buried in the mountains, maybe now the Miao clan is also too busy to take care of themselves.

Previously, Ji Fan tried to put the young man's corpse into the jade teeth, but unfortunately failed, the jade teeth in his mouth seemed to be unable to store the corpse, and even the little hedgehog could not be put in.

"Carrying a corpse on his back is still too obvious!" Ji Fan couldn't help but think of the coffin pendant that was replaced.

If the corpse can be put into the coffin pendant and hung around the neck, Ji Fan will undoubtedly be much more convenient.

"When you arrive in the Hundred Tombs, do you want to enter the city?"

What bothers Ji Fan the most is the problem of supply, but he is like this now, and he does not dare to expose it in front of others.

The blood scabs on Ji Fan's face and body fell off, leaving no scars, and the poison in his body was also refined through the cultivation and washing diagram, and the black poison was no longer visible in his skin, but he was bursting at this time.

Touching his explosive face, Ji Fan shook his head slightly, feeling that he couldn't enter the Hundred Tombs City like this, otherwise once he was in the city, it would be difficult for him to run if he wanted to.

"Go over the Hundred Tombs Mountain Range, go directly to the Xuanyin Mountain Range, and make plans when the time comes. Ji Fan felt that his life experience and how he could come here lacked a powerful explanation.

The Lishan caravan had an accident in the Ganlu Mountains, and now even if Ji Fan said that the caravan was separated when he was close to the Hundred Tomb City, no one would believe it.

One night, Ji Fan almost spent the night, cautious, with a sense of loneliness, he was not sure if the little hedgehog was a partner.

When it came to the next day, the sky was bright, and when Ji Fan wanted to find a place to rest, the little hedgehog in the animal skin bag was squeaking and whispering.

"Sha~~~"

Because it has been a long time to partner with the little hedgehog, Ji Fan immediately found a bush to get into.

In the mountains and forests at dawn, although the roar of the beast is gone, there are all kinds of early bird calls.

"Where?"

Ji Fan hid in the grass and listened for a long time, and then asked the little hedgehog in the animal skin bag in a very low voice.

The little hedgehog did not say anything more, but poked out a small paw from the pouch of animal skin and pointed to the northwest.

"Coming up from behind, is it almost close?"

For the little hedgehog to stop screaming, Ji Fan's heart sank slightly.

In Ji Fan's cognition, he and the little hedgehog are undoubtedly a very weak pair in the land of ten thousand mountains, even if they encounter a fierce low-level demon beast and a low-level qi refiner with slightly stronger combat power, they can't fight.

Although Ji Fan was afraid, he forced himself to calm down and hid in the grass without moving.

After waiting for a while, with the rustling sound of running in the forest not far behind, a girl covered in blood and with a pierced wound on her shoulder swept over.

"It's her!"

Ji Fan saw in the gap in the grass that the eleven or twelve-year-old girl was the master of the group that had been protected in the previous caravan.

"Hurt!"

Ji Fan didn't dare to look directly at the bloody girl and rushed in a panic, but the girl couldn't find him.