The hunting and killing of fifth-order crystal beasts greatly diluted the sad atmosphere in Riverbank Village. The sharpest boning knife in the village was brought out, and it was held by the most skilled one.

A bonfire was lit in the open space in front of the altar and a grill was set up. After more than three hours, the crystal beast's body was still warm, and when the throat was cut, the essence and blood in it flowed out, and it was put into a large wooden basin, which filled five basins.

The essence blood is put directly into the pot and cooked over the fire. The internal organs are taken out, immediately cleaned and cut into sections. I picked the wild vegetables and fried them in several pots. The flesh of the crystal beast was smeared with salt and did not move for the time being.

It wasn't until the early hours of the morning that it was cleaned up. Each household was given a plate of fried vegetables made of crystal beast offal, as well as a piece of coagulated essence blood. The crystal nucleus was naturally given to the divine servant Feng Luo.

Later, every year on the Slaughter Festival, a meat division event was held. There was no fifth-order, so a fiery stone statue was carved. Large pieces of crystal beast flesh are hung on the stone statue and cut into small pieces for distribution. And there is a process of roasting animal blood and frying the large intestine.

Feng Luo didn't expect to bring such a huge change to this small village, he ate a small piece of essence blood, and then found a place to sleep. Others still need to bother to digest and absorb it, and Feng Luo only treats the fifth-order essence blood as an ordinary tonic.

The surviving people in the village were given more than a pound of meat, which temporarily solved the food problem. Feng Luo arranged for everyone to go around the neighborhood and hunt down low-level crystal beasts. Normally, it was up to the other hunters to do it, and he seized the time to recover his body and cultivate his pulse qi.

"You see that the divine servant is lean and lean, and he is sick, and he said that he killed the fifth-order crystal beast, and the ghost believes it!" said a woman who was picking wild vegetables to her companion.

"Al, they said that the servant of God killed him alone, can it be fake?" the other woman asked rhetorically.

"Cut, say a few people to do it together, I still have a little faith. He is such a child, he killed alone, and bragging is not like that. Arr they must have attempted to use the servants of God, so ...... "The original woman scoffed.

"Be quiet. When you say that, I think it's okay too. Could it be that the Servant of God is fake?...... "The rest of the words are all random speculation.

Feng Luo's hearing was far beyond ordinary people, and he could hear their conversation clearly. This is not the first time, many people selectively ignore it, it seems that there is someone else who fights a dozen fourth-order crystal beasts alone that night, not him.

The villagers' resentment against Fengluo has existed since the time the house was burned. Even if the house was not burned down, it was ordered by Feng Luo, and the items in the house were almost burned to the ground. When those crystal beasts are full, they will naturally leave, so why burn down half of the village?

The savior in the eyes of some people is a villain in the eyes of others! As a servant of God, he should be favored by the gods, why did he fall here? It can only be said that he was abandoned by the gods.

Feng Luo didn't plan to stay in Riverside Village for long, so he could ignore the reaction of the villagers. They almost lost their lives, and they were in danger several times, but in exchange for malicious slander. The wind of the young man's heart is unbearable and difficult to understand.

Holding back the anger in his heart, Feng Luo tried his best to cultivate. His goal is not to become a hero in the mountain village, but to get out of the mountains and create a creation of his own!

Trying to cultivate the Nine Transformations of the Shocking Dragon, he found the level of pulsation, and it is still very difficult to cultivate the Nine Transformations of the Shocking Dragon. The control of the pulse qi is more subtle, and sometimes it requires a large strand of pulse qi, which almost hollows out Feng Luo's whole body.

But Feng Luo has always been a person who rises to the occasion, especially after he comes into contact with people outside the mountain, he feels the gap and has a sense of urgency. It's not that they are born with innate qualifications, but that those people have cultivated high-grade techniques and techniques early, and there are people to guide them.

Arrange for the hunters to disperse to hunt, and Feng Luo will find a quiet place to cultivate. After persisting in cultivation day after day, I achieved a little success, and this day finally came to a critical juncture.

The pulse follows a fixed line, running and impacting. The place where there was only flesh and blood was originally forcibly opened up by Feng Luo. It's like holding an iron chisel and digging a hole in the rock. But it was flesh and blood, like a knife cut, changing the body.

The severe pain exposed the wind and green tendons. The blood vessels beat vigorously, as if they were about to burst the skin. First there was a cold sweat, and then the sweat was a little red. The last thing that oozes out is the drop of blood!

The physical exertion was severe, and the eyes began to darken, and the feeling of fainting hit. Feng Luo hurriedly bit his lip. If you can't get through, not only will your previous efforts be wasted. He had a hunch that even if he didn't die, he would be seriously injured.

A large strand of pulse qi gathered, and was constantly accelerated by Feng Luo, so that it could break through the stagnation. As long as a new channel is opened, it will be more convenient to operate in the future. And if you can't open up, you will want the violent flood to be blocked, and there is nowhere to go, and you will eat back on your body.

That would be equivalent to Feng Luo gathering the pulse qi of his whole body and giving himself a heavy blow. And when he was hit, he had no strength left to defend, and the result was predictable.

Life or death! Of course, Feng Luo chooses to live, even if life is better than death at this time.

Feng Luo could feel his muscles being torn apart by bunches, and slowly. After tearing it off, it was quickly repaired. During the restoration, a passage that is invisible to the naked eye but can be felt is extended.

One-inch, two-inch, three-inch......

From the outside, you can see the wriggling under Fengluo's skin. The blood that burst out did not flow out of the body, but turned into bruises and remained under the skin, turning into patches of purple.

It was unbearable at first, but Feng Luo slowly got used to it. My body couldn't help but twitch, but I didn't have that kind of pain. Taking advantage of the numbness of his body, Feng Luo accelerated his impact. If you slack off a little, I'm afraid you will feel the terrible pain again.

Finally, it's getting closer!

Feng Luo estimated the distance: four inches, three inches......

At this time, in addition to gathering his pulse, he also had to prevent himself from fainting. There is no pulse qi left in other parts of the body, and it is weaker than ordinary people. The attack of a first-order crystal beast will make him injured.

After the impact again and again, the pulse qi became a little weaker. The speed of the impact is significantly slower, but the pain is more pronounced.

Only half an inch when it stopped. No matter how Feng Luo pushed the pulse, it had no effect.

Could it be that on the road to the strong, it really has to stop here? Feng Luo couldn't imagine how damaged his body would be if he was attacked by the backlash. Cultivating with a broken body will undoubtedly be even more difficult.

No!

If you become a waste, it is really better to live than to die. Even if you have to die after all, you shouldn't be hurt to death, let alone die in this remote place!

The pulse qi is showing signs of dissipating, and the final attack must be launched! Feng Luo let a thick blood vessel break open, and the essence and blood flowed sideways, melting to the place where the pulse qi was.

He took a risk, and after the blood vessel ruptures, if not repaired in time, one of his legs will be destroyed. Even if he succeeds, there is still such a risk.

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