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Qingyang sat quietly in the camp, his brows furrowed slightly.

Supposedly he should have been particularly pleased.

Last night's harvest was fruitful, and he got the black tiger cub, and he won hundreds of wild people's heads, and with these two military exploits, he was almost able to be promoted to a first-class knighthood, but things are often full of all kinds of surprises and joys.

The contribution value given by the Taichu Dao Sutra dazzled Qingyang's eyes.

Kill the Wild Warriors: 327 people, 327 contribution value.

Kill the Savage Beginner Totem Warrior: 12 people, contribution value 120.

Slay the Wild Beast: Seven heads, contribution value of two hundred and ten.

Kill the Wild Beasts: 1,568, deducting 1,568 contributions.

Hayabusa death: 300,000, minus 3,000 contributions.

"What?"

When Qingyang saw these two prompts, he jumped up in surprise.

Killing wild warriors, totem warriors, and even those red flame blood wolves also has contribution points.

Unexpectedly, when he killed the beast herd, not only did he not have the slightest contribution value, but he was also deducted more than 1,500 yuan upside down.

The most unacceptable thing is that hundreds of thousands of Hayabusa were affected and died, and 3,000 contribution points were deducted.

My heart hurts so much! Qingyang trembled in distress.

Fortunately, the next hint finally gave him a little comfort in his heart.

Slay the Red Ghost Law Body: Severely damage the Red Ghost Primordial God, with a contribution value of 9,172.

Finally, here's a summary of the data: the contribution value is six thousand and four hundred and twenty-one.

Seeing this data, Qingyang finally got a little comfort in his heart, and he was only short of more than 3,500 contribution points to be able to meet the requirements.

But after thinking about it, if it weren't for the deduction of so many contribution points, just the contribution value of killing the Red Ghost Law Body would have met the conditions now, and Qingyang felt even more distressed in his heart.

"It's really nonsense, weren't the beasts expelled from the Red Ghost Tribe? Hayabusa was also killed by the Red Ghost, what does Lao Tzu matter?" As soon as he thought of this, Qingyang felt a burst of anger in his heart.

Wait a minute!

Qingyang suddenly thought of a point, the requirements of the Taichu Dao Sutra are that it is beneficial to the common people in the world, and it seems that the scope of this common people is really a bit big.

Even the beasts and birds in the wilderness are within the scope of the common people, and they don't know if the flowers and trees are counted among the common people.

"Drop!"

In the Qingyang Sea of Knowledge, another hint appeared in the Taichu Dao Sutra: Killing the Red Ghost Law Body, there will be a great chance of the Blood Soul Bead appearing.

Seeing the introduction of the Blood Soul Bead, Qingyang's eyes suddenly lit up and he became excited.

The formation of the Red Ghost Dharma Body is based on the sacrifice of huge flesh and blood, condensed with flesh and blood essence.

The Blood Soul Bead is the essence of the essence, supplemented by 18 kinds of elixirs, and after being refined by secret methods, it is made into the Blood Spirit Pill, which can greatly promote the strength of the body without any side effects.

Be sure to look for it, Qingyang is ecstatic at the moment.

Since waking up, on the surface, he has been quenching his body every day, and his physique is getting stronger day by day.

The speed of progress is so fast that even Zhong Bo is surprised from time to time.

Qingyang understood his situation, and things were not so optimistic at all.

In the Haotian Star Sea, the huge divine soul that has been condensed for countless years is not something that this concrete spirit can bear at all.

Even if the body is strong every day, it still can't fully withstand the power of the divine soul, if it is not for the Taichu Dao Sutra in the sea to reconcile the divine soul, there is a danger of exploding the body at any time.

Especially last night, in order to deal with the Red Ghost Law Body, Qingyang took many risks and forcibly mobilized the power of the superimposed divine soul, which increased this danger.

If you can find the Blood Soul Bead and refine the Blood Spirit Pill within a year, you can greatly alleviate the crisis.

Thinking of this, Qingyang, who couldn't wait, walked towards the busy battlefield.

Looking at the dense shriveled beast corpses, the dried falcon corpses with feathers everywhere, and the hundreds of wild people's heads that were neatly piled up, Qingyang frowned a little.

The specific location of the death of the Red Ghost Law Body was made a mess, and only an approximate idea could be found.

After searching carefully for a long time, there was not a single object resembling the Blood Soul Bead.

A piece of falcon feathers was blown to Qingyang's face by the wind, and there was a fishy smell.

With a little disappointment, he said to the giant man: "Uncle Zhong, these dried corpses of falcons and beasts, all pile up and burn them with fire, otherwise it will cause a plague." ”

"Don't mind!"

It was Mu Yan who stopped him.

He said with a smile on his face: "Sergeant Qingyang, if these beast corpses and falcons are useless, it is better to leave them to me to deal with!"

Qingyang was surprised, what can these things be used for?

Since Mu Yan needed it, he immediately generously promised: "You take it yourself!"

Mu Yan was overjoyed, and he didn't hide it: "The sergeant doesn't know, the beast corpse is shriveled, and the animal skin is withered, although it can't be sold for a good price."

However, I can win by quantity, and make tents, leather blankets, etc., which are still of considerable value, and there are also animal bones, many of which are nine grade beasts, which are good materials for polishing bone tools, and the quality of other animal bones is also extremely good!

Even these falcons, the flying feathers and tail feathers used to make arrow wings are all excellent raw materials! Hundreds of thousands of falcon wings, the arrows made are all sought-after carved arrows. ”

"Bones?"

Qingyang's heart moved, the feathers of the Hayabusa didn't matter, but the beast bones had some use for him.

Thinking of this, he said to Mu Yan: "Animal skins and wings, Brother Mu takes it for himself, I may have some use for this beast bone, you leave thirty percent of the beast bone for me!"

"Thank you for your attention!"

A trace of excitement and gratitude appeared on Mu Yan's dark and thin face.

Usually his words and deeds are indeed rude and unrestrained, but he is not a person without self-knowledge, and he can see that Qingyang is taking care of himself.

Mu Yan got Qingyang's permission, and happily beckoned the private army to help deal with these things.

Speechless, he didn't even spare the corpses of the savages.

The already poor wild people have long been scavenged, but he didn't expect Mu Yan to target the only animal skin skirt on these wild people.

"You're too much, it's so big!"

Qingyang originally wanted to step forward and say a few words, but he was smoked by the red ghost savage, the animal skin skirt that had never been cleaned, and the stench was unpleasant.

Mu Yan carefully put these wild beast skin skirts together one by one.

Only then did he explain: "These savage warriors are all hunters with excellent skills, and those who can be used as animal skin skirts by them for a long time are all high-quality animal skins in very good condition, and these animal skins are more valuable!"

Qingyang was speechless for a while, it was really the spirit of being a diligent and thrifty housekeeper, and it was worth learning from every lord.

The private army was naturally overjoyed to learn that these beast corpse falcons were extremely useful, and even the group of teenagers who had just defected to the Qing clan were diligent in stepping forward to help.

Qingyang was a little sullen.

I thought that if I found the Blood Soul Bead, I would be able to solve a big problem in my body, but I didn't expect to find it.

The camp was empty, except for the black tiger sleeping soundly.

The little tiger cub couldn't bear the loneliness, and entertained himself beside it, as if it was biting something.

Glancing at it, Qingyang was suddenly stunned, a round blood ball the size of an egg, under the bite of the little tiger cub, kept rolling.

It's really hard to find a place to break through the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it.

It took a lot of effort to find anything, and as soon as he turned around, he appeared in front of him, and Qingyang couldn't help but smile on his face.

"Great, little one, give me the blood beads!" Qingyang waved his hand and beckoned to the little tiger cub.

However, happiness always gives rise to sorrow.

The little tiger cub was having fun by himself, and suddenly he heard a voice, it was that very good person.

But he also likes this blood bead, and always feels that there is a breath that makes it very comfortable.

Embarrassed, the little thing swallowed the blood beads in one bite, and then looked at Qingyang innocently with a pair of big eyes, indicating that I have nothing here.