Early in the morning, everyone woke up early. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Mo He was practicing his gun next to the camp, and Ren was guarding the second half of the night, so he had time to rest in the tent for a while now.

The eighth master, Sha Anna and Ah Fu watched Mo He's morning exercise with great interest.

In the past, they used to practice with wooden sticks, but now with silver and iron guns, they wield it more easily.

However, in order to wield the harder silver iron spear shaft in the desired move, it will take more effort and strength to wield it.

However, recently, because of the abundance of food, Mo He's strength has been fully restored, although it is an iron steel spear, he is as dexterous as a snake.

At the end of the practice, everyone in the eighth master was amazed, and at the same time gave Mo He some advice on magicians.

The eighth master told Mo He that he saw Mo He's fighting qi when he practiced: the fighting qi was very weak, and it could only partially strengthen certain parts, such as hands and feet.

As for the rest of the body, the fighting spirit basically just circulated from it, and it didn't help much.

Therefore, the eighth master suggested that Mo He should work hard to improve the amount of fighting energy, and at the same time, the fighting energy should also try to gain other parts of the body, such as the body, if he can use magic to increase body defense or make the body faster like the demon wolf pig, then Mo He's chance of being injured in battle will be reduced, which also greatly increases his combat effectiveness and survival rate.

Mo He humbly listened to the guidance of the eighth master and felt very beneficial. He can really only use his qi in a few places when fighting, and if his whole body can always be lucky to resist the enemy, then he will definitely be able to deal with it more freely when he fights.

Because he walked late at night last night, fought again, and slept late, Mo He planned to set off later in the morning so that everyone could fully recover. I don't know what dangers will await you on the road ahead.

Mo He took advantage of this break to chat with Ah Fu, and then asked about the rest of the journey by the way.

The eighth master went to teach Sha Anna to meditate, and Sha Anna obediently followed the steps taught by the eighth master, and easily touched the trick, and the first meditation caused a violent gathering of magic elements.

In addition to being shocked, the eighth master also hurriedly woke Sha Anna from meditation, and continued to let the magic elements gather wildly, which would evolve into a magic explosion.

Although he knew that Sha Anna was talented, the eighth master did not expect this, Sha Anna was simply a magic elf, her spirit body was so pure and pure, and the white magic elements were like her siblings, which could be mobilized at will.

Shaanna said that she had never practiced meditation before, and that she had secretly imitated her mother in her own learning.

In the past, the eighth master definitely didn't believe Sha Anna's words, but now he does.

What he taught Shaanna was a very advanced and complex meditation method that had taken him years to master since he had learned the method from his teacher, and the little one had done it all at once, and he had made such a big magical move.

This kind of comprehension and magical affinity is just too terrifying.

Of course, this kind of thing is not perceptible to the layman's eyes at all, Wren is still resting in the tent, and Ah Fu is concentrating on chatting with Mo He.

As for Mo He, perhaps out of intuition, when the magic elements gathered violently, he looked in the direction of Sha Anna for a while, and found that the little girl closed her eyes and sat quietly to learn the eighth master, and felt that there was nothing wrong, so she turned her head and continued to chat with Ah Fu.

Seeing that the sun had already risen, Mo He saw that Wren had also come out of the tent, so everyone packed up their tent items and set off to continue their journey.

I passed through several villages all morning, and the road was not difficult to walk, and there were occasional travelers on the way, including farmers on the go, mercenaries on missions, and rangers who ventured around, and there was no danger.

After a two-hour break at noon, I started to hurry again. Gradually, the road ahead went deeper into the deep forest, and there were no other villages to be seen. While crossing the mountains, he met a few hunters who were hunting, and bought them two hares to eat for dinner.

Such a new day to spend safely. In the evening, Mo He was no longer in a hurry, and everyone found the stream along the deep forest path and set up camp tents in the open space by the stream.

Then a bonfire was lit, and the hares were taken to the stream to be skinned and gutted, then skewered with washed sticks and grilled on wooden racks.

The barbecue was left to Ah Fu alone, and he sprinkled some salt on the barbecue and did not put any other seasonings.

Finally, the roasted rabbit meat is fragrant, and people can't help but swallow when they smell it.

The eighth master took the meat dagger, tasted a small piece, and then praised loudly: "Oily but not greasy, charred on the outside and tender on the inside, fragrant skin and crispy meat, mixed with uneven salt, salty and light, it is really delicious in the world." It's a pity there is no wine!"

After that, the two hares were eaten by everyone, and even the bones were gnawed clean by Shaanna and Ah Fu.

During the break after the meal, Mo He asked Ah Fu who taught him the craft of barbecue hares, and Ah Fu said that the old village chief taught him.

Speaking of the old village chief, Mo He actually didn't have the desire to talk about it, but seeing Ah Fu's look of interest, he had to listen to him patiently.

The old village chief was very good to Ah Fu, and when he was a child, Ah Fu's parents died early, and it was the old village chief who brought him up.

At that time, the old village chief was not the village chief, and the people in the village still liked the old village chief very much.

Later, when the old village chief became the village chief, he brought back rich merchants from outside the village, and let the merchants choose a place in the village to build beautiful houses.

At the same time, the old village chief asked the villagers to plant a kind of tobacco designated by the merchant in the field.

A small number of people in the village refused because the land where the tobacco was grown could not be grown, but most of them planted the designated tobacco anyway.

The inexperienced tobacco planting failed that year, and the village survived the winter with a small stock of grain.

The following year, the old village chief planned to continue growing tobacco, but most of the people were no longer willing, and only a few decided to try again.

This time the tobacco was planted successfully, and the tobacco leaves were brought to the city by merchants and sold for a good price.

Seeing that the people who insisted on growing tobacco made money, the other villagers also regretted it, and the next year they begged the old village chief to help them grow tobacco together.

But instead of letting them grow tobacco, the old village chief arranged for them to grow blueberries, and the tobacco growers who grew tobacco last year continued to grow tobacco.

Some people obediently went to plant blueberries, while others did not plan to plant blueberries and insisted on planting tobacco.

As a result, tobacco was sold cheaply that year, and many people only made a small amount of money, and the blueberry growers did not make any profit that year, so the whole village experienced a difficult winter again.

Since then, most of the people in the village no longer trust the old village chief, and only a few families insist on obeying the old village chief's arrangement.

The families who obeyed the old village chief's arrangement gradually became richer, and people began to secretly learn from the old village chief to do the same thing as several families, but because of their lack of experience, they all failed, and everyone attributed the reason to the old village chief not helping them for a reason, and gradually became resentful of the old village chief.

In the end, the new village chief was re-elected, and the old village chief was removed from the post of village chief.

After listening to Ah Fu's story, Mo He didn't make any comments on the old village chief, but just patted Ah Fu on the shoulder and said, "It's not early, rest first! We will get up early tomorrow morning and have to hurry." ”

Ah Fu wiped his mouth and agreed, went to the carriage and fetched a straw mat and a rag blanket, spread the mat on the side of the tent camp, covered it with a blanket and went to sleep.

Looking at Sha Anna and Ba Ye again, the two of them sat in a tent in the middle and practiced meditation with their eyes closed.

On the way, the eighth master explained to Mo He the meditation of the mage, and he could restore his mental and physical strength while practicing spiritual power. So Mo He didn't bother them.

When he saw Wren sharpening his sword by the stream, he said to Wren, "Wren, watch the first half of the night, and wake me up in the second half of the night." ”

"Okay! Good night, Mohe!"

"Good night!"

Then Mo He got into the tent on the left, put down the silver iron gun and slept peacefully.

Except for the little beast passing by to drink water, nothing major happened at night, and the night was finally spent safely.

Very early everyone began to set off on the road, two days have passed, there are still two days to go, Ah Fu said that it is very close to the blade mountain, worried that there will be a delay on the road, so I have to hurry up.

I walked in the woods all morning, so I could avoid the sun. In the afternoon, he began to see some mountains in the distance, and Ah Fu said that it was the boundary of Blade Mountain.

After leaving the forest, several mountains with such clear water chestnuts appeared in front of me.

When I got closer to these mountains, I finally saw the structure of these mountains, and the thin rock chips on both sides stretched out irregularly, and the tips were full of sharp spikes, which looked like a huge sword growing out of the mountain, no wonder it was called Blade Mountain.

These mountains are not too high, but they are very oppressive because they are covered with spikes and black pressure on both sides of the road, so they give the illusion that these mountains are very thick.

After entering the area of Blade Mountain, the road began to go up, along a mountain road that could pass through two carriages, around the mountain, from one mountain, to another, because of the protruding rocks, but also a bit of the artistic conception of the air corridor.

It was quiet, save for the creaking of carriages and the grinding of people walking on the mountain road.

Looking back at the road that has been walked before on the mountain road of dozens of meters of the war, I can't help but be majestic, it is really easy to defend and difficult to attack, no wonder these bandits have been at large.

Saying that the sky is getting darker, it seems that the sun is about to go down, and I asked Ah Fu to know that he can't finish the mountain road tonight, so he can only spend the night on the mountain road.

What if the bandits come back and run into them? This area of Blade Mountain looks quite small, and who knows if there are other bandits hiding there.

However, the eighth master and Ah Fu both knew that there was only one group of bandits in Blade Mountain, and there were many of them, and other thieves did not dare to casually enter the territory of the bandits in Blade Mountain to make trouble.

Moreover, the area of Blade Mountain is not small, and there is more than one path in and out, and those bandits may not take this road to enter and exit.

Even if they do, sooner or later, they have to let their people lead the way, otherwise it will not be easy to find their nest in this big mountain, and if you break into any place that you shouldn't break into, who knows what dangerous things will happen.