After going back, Jiang Quinoa sat beside Lingtian with his face in his hand, sighing from time to time, his face full of sorrow.

Now there is only one path in front of her, that is, to go to the back mountain to hunt demon beasts in exchange for spirit stones.

As long as the spirit stone is available, she will not worry about going hungry.

And she has always wanted to try alchemy, but now that she has cultivated, she suffers from no materials, if she has a spirit stone, everything will be solved.

It's just that now a thorny problem is in front of her, her cultivation is low, and she doesn't know many spells, and she may be worried about her life when she sets foot in the back mountain.

"Alas, if you don't go to the back mountain, you can only starve to death, and if you go to the back mountain, there is still a glimmer of life."

"And it's better to die in battle than to starve to death, right?"

Jiang Quinoa slapped the ground and got up, and a burst of fighting spirit ignited on his body, both horizontal and vertical, it was better to fight!

However, she can't blindly send her to death, she still has to be fully prepared before she can act.

In the following days, Jiang Quinoa first entrusted Lingtian to Liu Chunhua, promising to thank him when he returned.

Immediately after that, she came to the exchange hall, wanting to use the few low-grade spirit stones she had to buy a lowest-level magic weapon.

Unexpectedly, that little spirit stone was not enough, and in the end she could only find it in a pile of discarded magic weapons.

These things are defective, more or less faulty, but they are cheaper.

Jiang Quinoa was pulling hard in a pile of magic weapons, suddenly stopped his movements, and looked at it intently.

It was an ornate broadsword, with a scabbard filled with colorful gemstones, even the handle of which was not spared.

She reached out and picked up the broadsword, grasped the handle of the knife, and pulled it out with a brush.

"Wow!"

What a gap!

Jiang Quinoa's forehead was slightly beating, and he admired the person who forged the knife in his heart.

She threw the knife back and continued to search through a pile of scrap.

Originally, she had no goal, and she also had an idea in her heart at this time, wanting to find out if there were any other knives.

The scene of the fat brother chopping the bones in her mind was still clear, and the powerful knife made her heart flutter.

With this expectation in mind, she found three knives in succession, and she put them all together.

Jiang Quinoa tried it one by one, and finally chose the one with the best feeling, and took it away after handing over the spirit stone.

Back in the cabin, she poured everything out and spread it on the bed, sighing heavily.

I'm afraid she is the worst mixed "heroine......

All that was left in the storage bag was a set of clan clothes, a knife, and a few books......

It's a bit too bleak.

Jiang Quinoa smiled bitterly, came to the outside of the wooden house with a broadsword, and practiced his knife skills in the silent night.

Because there is no sword technique to practice, she can only swing it at will by feeling, but fortunately, she has some strength now, and the big knife is also very popular.

As soon as it dawned the next day, Jiang Quinoa set off with her storage bag.

The back mountain of the sect is connected to the miscellaneous peak, saving the cost of paper cranes, and after walking briskly for most of the day, Jiang Quinoa finally came to the entrance of the back mountain.

The entire back mountain was wrapped in a formation, emitting a hazy silver light in the setting sun.

Jiang Quinoa breathed a long sigh of relief, clenched his fists to cheer himself up, and resolutely took a step into the back mountain formation.

As soon as you enter the back mountain, a rich aura will come to your face, mixed with the fresh fragrance of green plants.

In front of me are towering trees, with dense and lush branches, blocking the sky, and the ears are full of pine wind and birds.

Jiang Quinoa looked up, counting the rays of sunlight that leaked down, his divine sense had already radiated, and he paid attention to the wind and grass around him.

Ahead is an upward mountain road, twisting like a bowstring, and there is no end in sight.

Birds hovered in the air, as if preparing to return home.

Jiang Quinoa held the big knife tightly in his hand, and his hands were covered with cold sweat before he took a few steps.

In the past, she was just a sick seedling, and she hadn't even been to the forest park much, let alone such an oppressive mountain.

The slightest movement around her can startle her.

But there was hardly anything good at the foot of the mountain, so she had to go up.

Jiang Quinoa forced himself to calm down, encouraged himself over and over again in his heart, and slowly finally magnified his courage a little.

While climbing the mountain, she kept an eye on the traces of demon beasts and spirit grass, and simulated the scene of subduing demon beasts in her mind countless times.

But it was dark, and she didn't see the shadow of a demon beast, but she was so tired that she was out of breath.

The back mountain is too vast, I am afraid that the peak of the miscellaneous labor is more than ten times, and an hour has passed, and Jiang Quinoa is still at the foot of the mountain.

She didn't dare to move around at will at night, so she had to stop and find a big rock, pick up some firewood and pile it aside, and then light it and sit down next to it.

In my ears, the dense chirping of birds and insects blended with the crackling sound of firewood, and played a summer nocturne.

Suddenly, a cool breeze blew, and the branches of the trees in the distance stretched out with the wind, and they were like ghosts.

Jiang Quinoa held the big knife tightly, his nerves were tense, and he didn't dare to relax for a moment.

Everything in the back mountains was frighteningly strange, but she never had the heart to retreat.

A dark light flashed in her eyes, and her eyes became more and more determined and unshakable.

There is no fear that cannot be overcome, and she believes that she can grow step by step!

With this belief, Jiang Quinoa stayed in the back mountain for five days, and was finally able to face the dark night of the back mountain calmly.

She still hasn't been able to encounter demon beasts in the past few days, and has only found a few ten-year-old spirit grasses.

Because there was no spirit box, Jiang Quinoa could only put the spirit grass in the storage bag and put it with those books.

"Goo-Goo......

Her stomach screamed disobediently, and she frowned and touched her belly.

These days, she is already hungry enough to eat the spiritual grass in the mountains, and although she barely pads her stomach, her stomach is still very hungry.

This morning, there were still layers of mist in the forest, and Jiang Quinoa carefully walked through the forest, searching for the traces of the demon beast.

"Whew!"

A shadow suddenly flashed in front of her, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Jiang Quinoa's eyes lit up when he reacted, and he immediately touched it quietly with the fluctuation of aura.

After following for a while, she finally caught up with the thing, but after seeing the appearance of the demon beast, she looked slightly frightened, and then turned into a burst of helplessness.

Everyone else meets rabbits and antelopes, why is she a rat here?

It's still a mutant fat rat with a fat head and big ears.

It was about the size of a rabbit, with large ears folded over its head, and long, sharp teeth that gleamed in the sunlight.

At this time, it was burying its head in the spirit grass and making a chirping sound from time to time.

Jiang Quinoa furrowed his brows nervously, and took this opportunity to summon a burst of flame and throw it at the mutant rat.

In the first battle, she had no bottom in her heart, so she chose this safe way of attacking from a distance.

"Twitter!"

Sensing the flames, the mutant rat ran two steps to the side to dodge, then raised his head and glared at her.