Zhang Yang looked at the fragile earthen wall in front of him, and then said "back" only to see that the earthen wall boomed.

The place where the earthen wall protruded just now instantly returned to its original appearance, as if nothing had happened just now.

After retracting the earthen wall, Zhang Yang immediately sent his hand to the mouth again, and as soon as the words fell, the place where the earthen wall protruded just now was accompanied by a sense of shock, a lot thicker than the earthen wall just now, and this time Zhang Yang nodded with satisfaction.

It's not annoying to be publicized like this.,Play with the earthen wall one by one.。

After about a few pillars of incense, Zhang Yang pointed forward with a soft voice in his mouth, accompanied by an earthen wall nearly half a meter thick, and quickly appeared not far in front of Zhang Yang.

"Hehe, this is the real earthen wall." Zhang Yang said with a smile

At this time, Zhang Yang no longer planned to practice the Earth Wall Technique, and sat cross-legged on the grass to recover, the mana consumed when he performed the Earth Wall Technique just now.

About half a pillar of incense.

Zhang Yang, who was sitting on the grass, slowly opened his eyes, and with a light tap on the storage bag on his waist, a tube of jade engraved with the wind binding technique was taken out. Then he probed his divine sense into the jade slip, and this time it didn't take long, and he retreated from the jade slip.

"This wind binding technique looks pretty good, I don't know how powerful it is to imprison the opponent." After Zhang Yang just withdrew from the jade slip, he said indifferently.

After finishing speaking, Zhang Yang got up and walked towards the grove, and as soon as he entered the grove, he saw a little gray rabbit grazing there.

Zhang Yang didn't say a word after seeing it, and the mana in his body pointed towards the little white rabbit, and an invisible wind flew towards the little gray rabbit.

The poor little gray rabbit did not know that he was in trouble, and was still grazing in that place.

The wind has also reached the place of the little gray rabbit, and as soon as the wind and the little gray rabbit come into contact, the little white rabbit is tightly bound in the wind.

Before Zhang Yang could make the next move, the little gray rabbit rolled his eyes and was very pitifully bound to death in the wind.

Zhang Yang looked at the little gray rabbit who had already rolled his eyes, and did not feel any sadness for the little gray rabbit, because he was wondering if he was going to find some beasts to try how powerful his wind binding technique was.

Zhang Yang no longer had nostalgia after thinking about it, and the wind disappeared with a wave of his hand, but the little gray rabbit fell on the grass.

Zhang Yang looked at the corpse of the little gray rabbit, and his body moved in an instant, and he had already come to the corpse of the little gray rabbit.

With a wave of his hand, he grabbed the little gray rabbit in his hand, and gently patted the storage bag as soon as he sent it to the storage bag, and the long sword used for flying was taken out, and as soon as he sent it into the air, he also appeared on the long sword in an instant, and flew towards the no-man's land of Qingyun Peak.

Qingyun Peak is vast and has beautiful scenery.

Although it was divided equally by the four major sects, the spiritual stone mines owned by each sect and the spiritual spring land where herbs were planted were all something that some small sects and small sects could not have in a few lifetimes, which was why the disciples of Tianxuanmen were so fast in their cultivation speed.

Otherwise, in a small sect, a disciple with good spiritual root qualifications would not be able to rush to the foundation building period in just two or three years.

If you can reach the foundation within fifty years, it is already burning high incense, so if you can become a disciple in the sect of the four major sects of Qingyun Peak, that sect is also what those monks dream of.

Zhang Yang was flying towards Qingyun Peak at this time, where there were many first-order mid-stage local porcupines in the woods, and those local porcupines were equivalent to the appearance of the low-middle stage of qi refining.

It is not very far from the thatched hut where Zhang Yang is, just separated by a few small peaks, according to Zhang Yang's speed at this time, it is not a small tea time, you can fly here.

While speaking, Zhang Yang came to a place where there were local porcupines.

After retrieving the flying sword, it landed on the clearing with a lot of fallen leaves. Looking at Zhang Yang here, he also sighed a little, because Zhang Yang had also been here once, but Zhang Yang at that time was only on the second floor of the Qi refining period, and it was really a life of nine deaths here.

At this time, Zhang Yang was not the monk at that time, at this time, Zhang Yang was not afraid of the local porcupines here, whether it was cultivation or magic weapons, Zhang Yang only looked at it for a moment, and then appeared fifty miles away.

After performing a few consecutive momentary duels, he came to a place where there was a local porcupine.

Zhang Yang looked at the local porcupine without any fear, and casually showed the wind binding technique to the local porcupine, only to see that the wind strength arrived in front of the local porcupine in an instant.

The local porcupine is so bad, it is also equivalent to the strength of the mid-stage cultivation of qi refining, and he felt a power that made him tremble, and he just wanted to turn around and run away towards the depths of the woods.

But it was already too late, and the local porcupines were imprisoned as soon as the wind was strong, and the local porcupines were not at a loss as a demon beast in the middle of the first order.

Under the confinement of the Wind Binding Technique, he is still writhing his fat body, trying to get rid of the confinement of the Wind Binding Technique.

But no matter how much he struggled, he couldn't let this wind break away.

Zhang Yang also smiled slightly when he saw it, knowing the power of the Wind Binding Technique, Zhang Yang didn't waste any more time, and gently patted the storage bag on his waist, and the red fire sword was taken out.

Send it to the local porcupine who is still struggling to get rid of the wind binding technique.

I saw that after the red fire sword was sent by Zhang Yang, it shot straight towards the local porcupine.

At this moment, the local porcupine felt it, and a momentum that made it life-threatening, and hurriedly used all the strength of his body.

In an instant, the wind binding technique was also struggling under the frantic struggle of the local porcupine, but before the local porcupine could escape, the red fire sword also arrived, and it instantly pierced the local porcupine.

After the Red Fire Sword passed, the local porcupine also ran forward for dozens of meters before it arrived, and finally slowly fell to the ground, and then remained motionless.

Zhang Yang watched him easily kill the mid-first order demon beast earth porcupine, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of pride in his heart.

Looking at the local porcupine lying motionless on the ground, Zhang Yang exhaled deeply, and put the Red Fire Sword back in the storage bag.

Facing the local porcupine lying motionless on the ground, he patted the storage bag without looking.

The flying sword was taken out by Zhang Yang and sent out, and it itself appeared on the sword in a flash, flying towards his grass house.

Under Zhang Yang's fast control of the flying sword, he returned to the grass hut after a while.

Landing not far from the thatched hut, he took back the flying sword and put it in the storage bag, and walked towards the thatched hut.

After stepping to the thatched hut, Zhang Yang walked to the stove and picked up a broken wooden basin and an iron knife.

turned around and dodged, and went to the river not far from the grass house, and took out the little gray rabbit in a storage bag.

Zhang Yang skillfully skinned the little gray rabbit with an iron knife, washed it with water and put it in a basin.

Turning again, he appeared in front of the stove, took out the little gray rabbit, put it on the wooden board, and began to divide it.

After dividing the little gray rabbit, Zhang Yang picked up the small iron pot on the stove and brushed it, and then put it back on the stove.

I scooped a few scoops of water from a small porcelain jar, poured it into a small iron pot and covered the pot, and brought a bundle of branches to fill it into the stove.

Although Zhang Yang has never learned fire-based spells, he also has a fire spirit root, and it is still possible to cast some small flames.

After waiting for the water to boil, Zhang Yang put the divided little gray rabbit meat in, and after putting some ingredients into the iron pot, he covered the pot and left it alone.

After Zhang Yang saw that everything was done, he turned around and walked into the grass hut, walked to the small wooden bed, jumped up, and sat cross-legged on the small wooden bed to carry Xiao Zhoutian.