With a wave of his hand, he pulled out the sharp horns on the head of the iron-horned Garo beast and rubbed it the snow. As soon as he turned his head, Zhang Hao's gaze was attracted by the blood hole where the former pulled out his sharp horns and fell. Where there is a soft glow of blood at this moment, it seems that there is something.

"Blood Pill?"

Zhang Hao's heart moved, and he didn't care about the blood, he stretched out his hand to grab the bloody hole, and after a while, there was an extra bead as round as a thumb on his hand, and the bead was scrubbed on the snow, Zhang Hao began to look carefully.

During the winter training, Zhang Hao had heard Menghai talk about a lot of knowledge about the cultivation of illusionists, including the introduction of Warcraft, and this Blood Pill is the crystallization of Warcraft cultivation to a certain extent in the mind, after Warcraft cultivates Blood Pill, it can rely on it to perceive the energy of heaven and earth, so as to cultivate stronger strength.

Different demonic beasts have cultivated to a certain level, and the blood pills condensed in the brain domain are also different. For example, this iron-horned Garo beast, the blood pill is no more than the size of a thumb, and it has already reached the limit when it cultivates to five stars at most. It is said that some powerful demonic beasts, the blood pill condensed in the brain domain is the size of a baby's head, and such demonic beasts are all dominant and very strong.

"Uncle Menghai said, isn't it a minimum of four stars for a demonic beast to condense a blood pill?

Zhang Hao was confused, his eyes inadvertently glanced at the abdomen of the corpse of the demonic beast in front of him, his eyes froze, because the demonic beast had been standing just now, he didn't pay attention, but now he clearly saw that under the dark abdomen, five dazzling six-pointed stars appeared in front of him.

"Five-star Demonic Beast?"

Zhang Hao couldn't help but exhale, checked it several times, and his face gradually became solemn: "It's indeed a five-star demonic beast, that's right, Uncle Menghai's four-star demonic beast blood-eyed bull's six-pointed star grows on his back, which is exactly the same shape as this." However, since the old man was able to find this iron-horned Garomon, how could he lie to me that it was a three-star beast? I kindly gave him bread, could it be that he was trying to harm me?"

After thinking for a while, Zhang Hao slowly shook his head, although this old man did not know him, he could feel that the other party definitely did not mean to harm him.

"Forget it, I'll wait until I go back and ask the old man. ”

Throwing out the chaotic thoughts in his mind, Zhang Hao looked at the iron-horned Garo beast in front of him, and couldn't help but smile: "I'm rich now." ”

......

Sitting on the grass that Zhang Hao had punched before, he saw Zhang Hao, who was pulling a tree vine, carrying a huge iron horn on his back, and a large piece of animal skin on his shoulder, pulling the whole iron horn Garo beast, and running back with excitement on his face, the old man frowned: This kid is really poor and afraid!

"Coming back?" the old man stood up and smiled faintly.

Seeing the smiling old man in front of him, Zhang Hao pulled his face, and when he approached, he threw away the vines casually, and said angrily: "Grandpa, you and I don't know each other, I originally saw that you were an old man and gave you all your bread to eat, why did you lie to me?"

"Young man, why do you say that?" the old man asked, seemingly puzzled.

Seeing that the old man was pretending to be stupid, Zhang Hao didn't talk much nonsense, picked up the animal skin peeled off his shoulder and shook it, and said: "Look, this iron-horned Garo beast is obviously five stars, but you lied to me that it was three stars, you don't know, at that time, his big iron horn flashed a light, almost stabbed me through the heart, if it wasn't for some of my means, plus it was injured, it is estimated that the person who is cramped and skinned now is me." ”

Looking at the plausible horror on Zhang Hao's face, the corners of the old man's mouth twitched, and he said with a wry smile: "This Garo beast has not been in the five-star for a long time, don't believe it, look at the six-pointed star in his abdomen." ”

Then the old man pointed to the six-pointed star and said, "Look, the real star should be black at the hexagon, and the central position of the six-pointed star is empty. This monster zuihou has obviously only one corner of a six-pointed star that turns black, which means that it is just a five-star low-level demonic beast, plus it is seriously injured, and its strength is not much stronger than that of a three-star high-level demonic beast, so what's wrong with the old man saying that it is a three-star demonic beast?"

Looking in the direction pointed by the old man, Zhang Hao really found the abnormality of a six-pointed star, and asked curiously: "Is there a level for each star of Warcraft?"

"Of course. ”

The old man nodded and said, "Every time a demonic beast is promoted to a star, a six-pointed star will be condensed on its body, and its shape is similar to the Divine Soul Great Array in the illusionist's brain. With cultivation, the six corners of the six-pointed star will gradually turn black, until the hexagon becomes completely black, and it can be considered a complete star. The two corners are black and low, the third and fourth corners are medium, and the five and six corners are high, but there is a lot of difference in their strength. ”

"I see. At that moment, Zhang Hao couldn't help scratching his head, and said embarrassedly: "Grandpa, I'm sorry, I don't know much about this, and I don't know that this iron-horned Garo beast is injured, and its strength is only three stars." You're to blame. ”

Saying this, Zhang Hao muttered in his heart: Bad old man, if you are injured, it will be a five-star demonic beast, you know so well, why don't you go and kill it? What are you pretending to be 2580,000......

Seeing the pure daoqian on Zhang Hao's face, a trace of love flashed on the old man's face, and he secretly said in his heart: Sure enough, he is a simple young man!

"Come, you do your best to capture this beast, and the old man will do the rest. ”

With that, the old man stretched out his palm, and the void aimed at the corpse of the iron-horned Garomon, and the latter's thigh was torn off at will.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Hao's brows shook for no reason, to be honest, if he used his strength, he would also be able to do the old man's step, but what shocked him was that there was no energy fluctuation on the old man's hand, it seemed that the thigh on the corpse was easily torn off with a pull in the air.

You must know that Warcraft is different from humans, and the muscles on its body are already much stronger, let alone a Warcraft that has reached five stars?

"This old man is by no means simple, and if he doesn't look like this, he is a powerful illusionist. Zhang Hao came up with this answer in his heart, stood aside, his eyes did not blink, staring at the old man's movements, his heart was full of expectation.

"Bang"

Stretched out his finger and pointed at a large stone not far away, the center of the stone immediately reckened to a depth of about half a palm, but strangely, there was not a trace of stone chips, as if the hollowed out stones had completely turned into mist and evaporated.

Glancing at Zhang Hao's stunned expression next to him, the old man smiled faintly and said, "Silly boy, what are you doing in a daze? Go and bring that stone, it's not a good thing to eat barbecue without delicious soup." ”

"Oh!" Zhang Hao hurriedly came back to his senses and walked in the direction of the stone.

Picking up the stone and looking down at the stone surface that was as bright as a lens at the groove, Zhang Hao's heart was even more shocked, and he said at the moment: "I'll go fetch water." ”

"Wait. ”

The old man chuckled, stretched out two fingers to the ground, his fingers slightly circled, the next moment, Zhang Hao saw that the snow on the ground with this move, a circle of twists and turns towards the air not far from the old man's arm, on the way, the dust and debris on the snow were thrown out, but a few breaths, in front of him condensed a large ball of clean snowball.

"Whoosh"

Seeing the snowball dripping around several times and falling into the stone bowl in his arms, Zhang Hao exclaimed. Looking at the crystal clear snowball in the bowl, he glanced at the old man in surprise, and hurriedly said, "I'll go pick up some dry firewood." ”

"Wait!"

Another voice came, this time the old man's hand freed up a rich green light, this light seemed to be an elf, crystal clear, it actually gave people a huge breath of life, although separated by a few meters, but Zhang Hao could still feel the vitality brought by that breath, exhaled lightly, and suddenly felt refreshed.

Wisps of light wrapped around a small piece of grass on the ground, under Zhang Hao's horrified gaze, those grasses grew at a speed visible to the naked eye, and after dozens of seconds, these grasses grew more than one person tall, and the stalks were very thick, and as the green light gradually faded, the grass quickly withered and withered.

At that moment, Zhang Hao walked to the withered grass with a face full of disbelief...... Forehead...... Now it should be said that it is the periphery of the withered little tree, and he reached out and touched it, and the real feeling made him swallow his throat inadvertently: against the sky!

Looking back at the old man looking at himself indifferently, Zhang Hao numbly put the stone bowl on the ground, and then uprooted the withered small trees, and piled up a lot of them in a while.

It seemed that he was too shocked, from beginning to end, Zhang Hao frowned tightly, and when a small tree was pulled down, he subconsciously took out the fire fold in his arms and prepared to make a fire.

The old man's faint voice came again: "Slow!"

Hearing this, Zhang Hao shook violently, turned his head and saw the old man smiling, dragging a fist-sized fireball in his hand towards him.

"Wipe ...... You don't have such a show, do you?"

While feeling depressed, Zhang Hao couldn't help but swallow his throat and sneered: "Grandpa, you shouldn't be a juggler, right?"

Hearing this question, the old man paused, the smile on his face froze, the corners of his mouth twitched, and said, "Do you feel that the old man is like those people who breathe fireballs and hold up big poles on the street?"

"Not really. ”

Feeling that the old man was still so kind in his helplessness, the shock in Zhang Hao's heart dissipated a little, and then said: "But I think you can definitely make a lot of money by doing this with your means." This juggling is too real, and when you reach out your finger, the snow is wrapped like a rope, and the zuihou condenses into a ball, and the green light can make the grass grow into a small tree. ”

As he spoke, Zhang Hao unconsciously reached out and touched the incomparably real dry firewood at his feet, still looking at the fireball in the old man's hand in disbelief, and said, "And I have never seen such a big fire fold, it must be very expensive, right?"

"Fire Fold?"

The old man glanced at the fireball with a wry smile and asked, "Is the fire fold round?" Besides, it is impossible for the old man to keep such a big thing in his arms all day long, and people will think that the old man is an old lady!"