The rest were small objects: a silver bell, two dark red, thumb-sized porcelain vases that seemed to carry some kind of liquid, a string of silver necklaces encrusted with rubies, and a small openwork metal octagonal cage.

The silver bell is exactly the same as the soul bell in the game, which can summon obsession spirits with the help of certain spiritual mediums, and the porcelain bottle is an herbal antidote prepared by the fire seeker, without any preservatives.

The ruby silver necklace is probably a valuable item with commemorative significance, and the hollow octagonal hanging cage is the most important, and it is a soul-attracting lamp that every fire seeker must have to upgrade.

Removing the things that didn't work or were broken, there were only so many things in the forty-three sarcophagi that were worth taking away, and counting the brass ring that Lestin's mother had left him, he had a lot of equipment at his disposal.

Retrieving his hidden jeans and shorts from the Sun Temple, Qin Mufeng took the small clay pot back to the hero's cemetery and began to arm himself, during which a faint bell came from afar, Qin Mufeng sighed lightly and didn't pay much attention to it.

I don't know how long it took, Qin Mufeng, who had completely changed his appearance, walked out of the hero's cemetery, holding a sword and shield, wearing chain armor, Qin Mufeng finally had the appearance that a normal fire seeker should have, and there was a little more murderous aura in every move.

Feeling the weight of the chain mail on his body, Qin Mufeng moved his legs to adapt to the extra weight of his body while thinking about the next plan of action.

"Now that I have these good equipment, the top priority is to adapt to the use of these equipment as soon as possible, accumulate some souls to find a medium that can be summoned with soul bells, in addition to sword and shield attacks, I have experience in fighting and fighting, and mastering these weapons should be able to take less effort."

The shoulder strap backpack behind him seems to be specially designed for fire seekers, which can not only store or quickly access items such as throwing knives, arrows or medicine bottles in different categories, but also will not affect the user's strenuous activities, for Qin Mufeng, in addition to the excellent hand half sword carefully maintained by the previous fire seeker, it is the most surprising strap bag, after all, he does not have a game grid to place items.

The left arm is tightly encased in the elastic strap on the inside of the small round shield, and the metal handshake that holds the round shield tightly is tightly grasped, and the shield is closed in front of him.

The tiger's mouth was stuck on the inside of the blade, Qin Mufeng solemnly pulled out the hand half sword tied to the side of the belt, and concentrated on feeling the feeling that the hand half sword brought to him, his eyes followed the tip of the sword, trying to swing the hand half sword as if it were his own limbs,

I don't know if it's because he wore more than 20 catties of chain mail or because of the wrong posture, Qin Mufeng always felt that it was difficult to smoothly transfer the strength from his feet to the blade of the sword, whether it was chopping or slashing, it was like a fight between the left hand and the right hand, some nondescript, and it took a few more tries to know that it had something to do with both.

Having somewhat superficially understood some of the knowledge about combat and cold weapons, Qin Mufeng knew that armor combat was the most important thing to pay attention to the action posture, and how to hold the weapon and draw the sword was very particular, so he immediately regained his strength and no longer moved at will, stood with his feet apart one after the other, pressed his waist and hips down towards the front center of gravity, and stood in the most suitable posture for exerting force.

The left arm supported the shield to block, as if the enemy's attack had been blocked by himself, Qin Mufeng's eyes condensed, twisted his waist and hip to take a step forward, and stabbed straight out with a sword in his right hand,

Once, twice, three times......

There was nothing fancy about the simple movements, Qin Mufeng just stood in place and practiced again and again,

Eventually, the strength of the half-sword in his hand rose from the ground, and it was transmitted from the body to the tip of the sword heartily, and the cold light of the sword blade flickered, enough to penetrate any mortal body.

Qin Mufeng put away his posture and recalled the feeling just now.

"It's this kind of explosive power that penetrates the back of the paper, even if you don't know any swordsmanship, as long as you stab it, you can have enough lethality."

Regaining his stance, this time the blade's trajectory changed, slashing diagonally down along the raised right arm, the blade breaking through the air and screaming, with good momentum.

When the most basic stabbing and slashing action of the handle half sword was felt, Qin Mufeng began to move slowly towards the periphery with his footsteps, imagining fighting with the enemy, although the moves were simple, the sharp sound of the sword blade was endless,

Every time he attacked, Qin Mufeng showed one hundred and twenty percent concentration, not to be powerful, but to move vigorously and powerfully, with only one purpose, that is, to simply send the weapon into the enemy's vital point, and when he rose, Qin Mufeng also practiced the sneak attack action of the one-handed sword 'backstabbing and throat cutting'.

I don't know when it rained in the sky, Qin Mufeng, who originally thought that the sky would not change for thousands of years, was really taken aback, and hurriedly put away his sword and stood up.

Considering that the rain might corrode the blade in his hand, Qin Mufeng simply returned to the cemetery.

Because of the blessing of fire, he has not been tired or hungry since he came to the Cruyes continent, but according to Marcy's words, not sleeping or eating for a long time will accelerate the consumption of the blessing of fire, and if you eat or supplement sleep during the period, you can also recover a certain amount of blessing power, and eating and sleeping are also the most common ways for fire seekers to maintain blessings.

The space of the cemetery is not large, not very suitable for sword practice, but it is suitable for sleeping, and even the bed is ready-made.

After sorting out his belongings, Qin Mufeng glanced at the outside of the stumbling tomb, lowered his head and thought for a while, strung the soul summoning bell with the strips of cloth made of the belt and shroud, and made a simple but inconspicuous warning device at the stone gate,

He wasn't afraid of losing the Soul Bell, compared to his own life, a Soul Bell was nothing at all, and if he lost it, he could find a new one.

After checking that the alert device was useful, Qin Mufeng lay down in an ownerless sarcophagus wearing chain mail, and slowly closed his eyes with the scabbard of the half-sword in his hand.

When he woke up, Qin Mufeng opened his eyes and looked at the soft glowing spar, and suddenly had a feeling of being separated from the world,

Maybe it's only a day or two, or maybe a week has passed, since he came to the Continent of Cruyes, time has become very vague for him, this place is day and night, the weather is unpredictable, plus he no longer needs to eat and sleep, it is easy to lose the concept of time.

After thinking about it carefully, Qin Mufeng felt that this was not a good thing.

"If only there was a mechanical watch, the Cruyers continent would never even have such a thing as a clock."

After checking his equipment, Qin Mufeng dismantled the warning device, tied his back bag and walked out of the cemetery.

"I'm afraid Marcy has been killed by the priest, and now there is no point in returning to Beaufort Village except to ask for trouble, it is better to study the use of the soul-attracting lamp,

Now that I have mastered the basic use of the sword and shield, it can be regarded as having a certain combat effectiveness, in the game, killing the rock sheep will give a little soul, just practice in actual combat, and save enough souls needed by the soul bell by the way. ”

"Huh?"

The rock sheep raised its head vigilantly, as if sensing some danger approaching, and even forgot to chew the grass in its mouth, and its eyes rolled wildly.

Within his sight, a guy who looked extremely dangerous was sneakily approaching his side, weighing the strength of both sides, the rock sheep ran without hesitation, and soon disappeared into the grass in the distance, so that the visitors did not even have a chance to eat the ashes.

Qin Mufeng could only stop, put away the half sword in his hand with a serious face, and a damp yin wind blew across his face, and he suddenly felt desolate in his heart.

After chasing four rock sheep in a row, none of them could touch the sheep's buttocks, and the disadvantages of the lack of long-range attack methods were exposed.

If Yan Yang is willing to confront him head-on like he did at the beginning, he may still be able to succeed, but unfortunately Yan Yang is not a fool.

"The limitations of warriors are still too great, and the advantages of using longbowmen or mages to open up the wasteland are self-evident, but I don't have much of a choice."

After thinking about it, Qin Mufeng decided to suspend hunting, and took out a flying knife from the side of his backpack, Qin Mufeng decided to practice his throwing skills.

There are generally two kinds of throwing methods of hidden weapons, straight flight and spin fly, straight flight is the throwing technique of the knife's rotation angle is less than 90 degrees, so the effective distance is relatively close, but the advantage is that the force is simple and easy to learn, and the spin flight is the 180-degree spinning technique of the flying knife.

Relatively speaking, the difficulty of spinning is less than that of direct flight, and it has a better distance and practicality, and the requirements for knives are relatively low, and generally even if the knife is not suitable for direct flight, it can also be spinned.

The balance of the five flying knives that Qin Mufeng got from the Moon Tomb was excellent, and the weight of each flying knife was about one hundred and fifty grams, whether it was a straight flight or a spinning flight, it was very handy, but if you considered that you need to use the flying knife as the current long-range attack method, the spinning flight with a long attack distance is more suitable for Qin Mufeng.

"Huh."

A flash of cold swirls pierced into the neck of the rock sheep, and the rock sheep ran towards the grove with a mournful scream.

Qin Mufeng walked out from behind the trunk of the tree, followed the bloodstains all the way, and found the rock sheep that had fallen to the ground in the forest more than five hundred meters away.

After retrieving the flying knife, it was to peel the skin and remove the bones, Qin Mufeng skillfully cut the two outer loins, and then removed a few small animal bones that were most suitable for use as traps, and finally hung the animal skins on the back of the backpack, so that even if he took away the most useful materials for him.

This is the third rock sheep he hunted, it can be said that he has gained a lot, now his backpack has been filled, and the soul-attracting lamp on his waist has also stored a part of the soul, which confirms the role of the soul-attracting lamp, and continuing to hunt the rock sheep is just a simple acquisition of tiny souls, it is better to pack up the materials at hand and prepare some trap materials.

The reality is different from the game "Deep Blue Blasphemy" in that he can not only use the environment to kill, but also set up the environment to kill.

Just as Qin Mufeng was about to return to the Moon Mausoleum, there was a commotion in all directions, and then more than a dozen sharp-nosed greenskins about the size of a ten-year-old child jumped out of the forest, which were the subhuman species that inhabited the dark woodland and the near forest area.

Known to the Mermsted as the Green Elves, these sub-creatures are warlike, fond of raw meat, wearing thick furry fur dresses, armed with bark shields, armed with mallets, stone ropes, or stone lances as their main weapons, and with a tribal tradition of making necklaces from the right ear of powerful prey, the Green Elves are the lowest level of enemies in the game.

The individual threat of the Green Elves is not strong, and the trouble is that the Green Elves are social creatures, often going out to hunt in groups, and the division of labor is clear in melee ranged shields.

"Whoa!!!

The green elf who surrounded Qin Mufeng excitedly tapped the weapon in his hand, looking full of excitement, Qin Mufeng raised his shield and drew his sword, calmly watching the green elf warrior who was taller than other green elves and wore a necklace of his right ear around his neck walk out of the subcrowd.

Under the gaze of many green elves, the green elf warrior held a beast bone broadsword alof, and his greedy gaze fixed on Qin Mufeng's half-sword and chain mail, grinning, his fangs bared, as if he had already eaten the prey in front of him.

"Oooh oh !!"

In the shouting of the green elves, Qin Mufeng thought to himself.

[There are two ways to hunt the green elves, one is the warrior heads-up, the other is cooperative hunting, if I forcibly break through, it is easy to be annoyed and angry green elves rush up, meaninglessly increase the risk, it is better to accept the challenge, the enemy only has twelve green elves, wait until I kill a few, even if they regret I can take advantage]

Thinking of this, Qin Mufeng tapped the shield with the counterweight ball of the half-sword in his hand as the green elf, making a 'Bangbang' sound, so he chose to accept the challenge.

Seeing Qin Mufeng's actions, all the green elves, including the Green Elf Warriors, danced happily, and then a Green Elf with a stone spear in his hand walked out, screaming and killing Qin Mufeng.

"Bell!"

The stabbing stone spear was blocked by the round shield, Qin Mufeng stepped forward and stabbed out with a sword, and the green elf who lost his balance was immediately pierced through the chest, and purple blood dripped from the blood groove of the long sword.

Raising his foot and kicking on the corpse of the Green Elf, Qin Mufeng resumed his blocking and counterattack posture, coldly looked at the Green Elf subhuman whose atmosphere was not very enthusiastic, and knocked on the shield with a counterweight ball.

"Bang Bang Bang."

Compared with the first time, this time the knock on the shield surface has a provocative meaning.

"Coo-quack!!"

The green elf warrior shouted a little impatiently, and immediately there were three or four green elves who wanted to fight against Qin Mufeng warriors, and when they saw that they didn't just want to do it, no one immediately refused to give in, pushing each other,

"Quack!"

The Green Elf warriors shouted, and the Green Elves restored order, and one of them came out and slapped his shield, and then killed.

"Poof."

The blade of the sword cut off the barrel of the stone spear, and the tip of the sword bit into the lower abdomen of the green elf, seeing that the green elf was still struggling, Qin Mufeng turned the hilt of the sword, and waited until the green elf stopped moving before drawing the long sword.

"Goo!"

The Green Elf Warrior screamed, and in the silence walked out again with a spear and shield, and killed directly without knocking on the shield to provoke.

Stepping back to avoid the stone spear piercing, Qin Mufeng didn't need to understand the elven language to see the visible anger on the green elf's face, as if he couldn't wait to kill himself. (End of chapter)