Each of the thirty-six Chu Qing was holding a Xuanming Sword, full of power, and rushed towards the place where the wolf demon was densely concentrated, and the head of the wolf demon fell to the ground one after another. し

I fear the enemy, the enemy surrounds me, the enemy fears me, I kill the enemy!

The sword shadows flying in mid-air are like pieces of withered yellow leaves, and every time they fall, there are no two-headed wolf demon gods in ashes.

The wolves had long since broken up and fled.

Thirty-six Chu Qing rushed and screamed, and the thrill of killing made him excited.

The light of the thirty-six Xuanming Swords was great, this was an unprecedented state of the Xuanming Sword, the Xuanying Sword and Chu Qing had already fused into one, the smell of blood made their blood boil, they were tireless, and their spiritual power was getting stronger and stronger, which was enough to destroy the entire Great Black Mountain.

With the sword, the sword and I are one.

After Chu Qing killed the last wolf demon, he slowly fell to the ground, kneeling on one knee, the Xuanying Sword supporting his body, and the tip of the sword was inserted into the ground.

Thirty-six Chu Qing instantly merged into one.

With the end of the fierce battle, Chu Qing's body instantly relaxed, and his whole person was blown to the ground like a leaf.

Chu Qing quietly closed his eyes on the ground.

When Chu Qing woke up, it was already dawn, the vast fog had already faded, and the sunlight passed through the lush leaves of the dense forest, sprinkling on Chu Qing's face full of scars. The dew on the leaves was crystal clear, falling onto the small stones on the ground, splashing like mirror-like shards.

"I've probably slept for a long time!" Chu Qing looked at his hands, very healthy hands. He remembered that when he fought with the wolves that night, his hands were obviously blurred with flesh and blood, and now most of the wounds on his body were healed, only his face still felt a faint burning pain.

He looked around, there was no danger for the time being, everything was normal, he remembered that he had killed a lot of wolf demons, but when he got up to look for the remains of those wolf demons, he found nothing.

He remembered the boar that had died to protect himself, and he had not found its remains. "Its baby, the little boar, should still be there. Chu Qing decided to find the descendants of his benefactor.

The Xuanming Sword was lying quietly on the ground not far from him, as if he had no memory of that night.

Chu Qing really couldn't remember what happened that night, he could only vaguely remember that he was desperately fighting with the wolves, at that time his body seemed to be burning, extremely hot, his heart seemed to be bleeding, and his whole person was burned, Chu Qing felt that he was like a puddle of liquid at that time, not a person.

The liquid solidified, and Chu Qing also fell asleep, and he didn't wake up until now, when I don't know how long it was.

Chu Qing simply moved his body and absorbed a lot of the surrounding aura. It was precisely because he didn't react to the absorbed aura that he didn't succeed in refining qi at the beginning, but now, he can already react strongly to the absorbed aura. But he still didn't succeed in refining qi, he always felt that his body was a big hole, which needed incomparably strong and sufficient spiritual energy, and through that night's battle, he was excited that the big hole in his body could also release spiritual power endlessly.

In any case, with his current ability, he is not a disgrace to the Xuanwu Sect, he still has to collect the medicine for refining the Sanqing Pill, and when he fills the vacancy in his body with the effect of the Sanqing Pill, he can really start the path of cultivating immortals. Before that, he also had to refine the Tsukidan for Tang Jing to slowly make a big furnace, so that he could know that he had the benefit of having an older brother.

A long time ago, Chu Qing had always been not interested in cultivating immortals, thinking that it was boring and boring, but when he started cultivating immortals and found that he couldn't cultivate immortals, he became extremely interested in cultivating immortals. Perhaps, the more he can't do anything, the more Chu Qing wants to do something.

Chu Qing quickly absorbed a large amount of aura, and although his body would never be satisfied, he also had a sense of fullness.

After he put away the Xuanming Sword, he jumped on the spot a few times, and finally with great force, he jumped onto a tall tree, looking around, there was an open space in front of him, he roughly determined the place where he met the big wild boar and the little wild boar that night, and then jumped from one tree to another, and flew away.

After landing, he recalled the encounter with the big wild boar, and simulated the process of almost falling down several times that night.

Unexpectedly, the last time he really fell, lying on the ground, Chu Qing looked forward, and a fleshy little thing was squirming towards him.

"So you're really still here!" Chu Qing held the little wild boar in his hand, brought his face closer, and looked at it carefully, its hair had not yet grown, only a layer of gray fluff, two watery eyes, a small nose, and a slit mouth. Chu Qing really felt a little pity for this little guy.

"I'm sorry, your father saved me ......" Chu Qing thought of the big wild boar that was desperately blocking in front of him, and two lines of tears flowed down for some reason, and the words that followed could no longer be said.

The little wild boar seemed to be reasonable, arching Chu Qing's face with his little nose, and mooed a few times.

Chu Qing found that there were tears flowing from the little wild boar's eyes.

He had never seen an animal flow into tears, and he didn't know that animals were no worse than human beings.

He didn't know how the big boar had told the little boar that night, and the big boar probably didn't want to come back alive, but what about the little boar? It waited here, and though it couldn't wait for anything, it was still here looking at the figure of its father who had gone, even though it had long since dissipated.

Chu Qing knew that the little wild boar was already very hungry, so he decided to find something to eat for the little wild boar first. "Little guy, can you eat meat?" Chu Qing wiped away his tears and said to the little wild boar in a friendly manner.

The little boar mooed twice.

Chu Qing put the little wild boar into his chest and scratched his head, "It seems that it can't be eaten." Let's get some milk for it!"

Chu Qing felt that it was better to get out of this big black mountain first, so he used the magic technique and walked out of the dense forest as soon as he slipped through the smoke.

In the middle of the tea, Chu Qing found a grassland after leaving the Great Black Mountain, on which countless herbivores were grazing with their heads bowed.

"According to the old medicine man, the elk is the best animal for the medicine man. Chu Qing nodded, and in a flash, he caught up with an elk, but the elk was not so easy to succumb, and the four hooves were getting faster and faster.

Chu Qing waved his hand, grabbed the tail of the elk, leaned forward again, and the whole person flew in front of the elk.

"You stop for a while, I just want you to borrow some milk to drink. Chu Qing grabbed the elk's leg with one hand, leaned over to the bottom of its abdomen, and looked for a long time without finding a place where milk could be produced, and finally found something that could produce liquid, and squeezed it hard, only to hear the elk neigh, and a column of orange liquid gushed out of Chu Qing's face.

Chu Qing hurriedly blocked the liquid with both hands, "It's urine!"

Breaking free, the elk leaped away and left with a clatter.

The little wild boar in Chu Qing's arms looked at Chu Qing's embarrassed appearance and mooed, as if he was watching Chu Qing's jokes