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It rained for a long time before the rain gradually subsided.

On the cliff, there were stones that had been washed away by the torrential rain and rolled down, smashing the cliff wall with a bang, which also made Chen Xun withdraw his thoughts from the memories of the past and return to the reality in front of him.

Chen Xun secretly felt unlucky, and this rainstorm was delayed for so long, and today there was not enough time to climb the mountain in front of him and collect black bell grass.

The cliffs were slippery, bringing many unknown dangers, and Chen Xun thought that he could only pass it another day.

Although the rain outside the mountain stopped, the sound of surging water could be faintly heard in the distance.

With such a heavy rainfall, the flash flood formed between the slopes and valleys and ravines must be huge.

Chen Xun listened to the sound of the water and thought that the flash flood should explode not far away.

He was unwilling to return to the village without any gain, thinking that maybe something good would be brought out of the Python Tooth Ridge by the torrent.

The grass and trees on the cliff were wet, and it was not as cold as when the fog was in the early morning, so Chen Xun took off his beast clothes and stuffed them in the medicine basket and went naked.

When climbing the mountain in the early morning, the exposed arm was scratched by the mountain rocks and a few bloody wounds, at this time it had already formed a scar, and the scar was removed, revealing a faint mark, as if it had been healed for several days.

Indeed, the black python brute, whose body is stronger than a brute bull, is far less wound healing than Chen Xun, which is also one of the reasons why Chen Xun dares to go into the mountains alone to look for herbs.

Chen Xun thought to himself, this should be the change caused by the drop of blood from the heart of the six-armed troll dripping into his body, right?

In addition to the easier healing of the wound, what surprised Chen Xun even more, or what he couldn't laugh or cry against, was that the drop of blood melted into his body, and it actually had the effect of rejuvenation.

He was brought into this strange world by the trolls, walked in the deep mountains and wild forests for more than two months, and finally met the clansmen of the black python tribe who went into the mountains to hunt, and his appearance had changed to the appearance of about ten years old.

This is also the key reason why he pretended to have amnesia and appeared inexplicably in the depths of Python Ridge, and finally let the Black Python tribesmen take him in.

In addition to rejuvenation and easier wound healing, Chen Xun's strength has also increased in the past three years.

He now looks like he is only about thirteen years old, but he can carry two or three hundred pounds of heavy objects, and he doesn't feel tired after walking over mountains and mountains for half a day, which is comparable to a beginner's martial arts at the beginning of cultivation.

It seems that the six-armed troll was really not a mortal thing before he died, and Chen Xun guessed that his body should have more potential to be opened, but he didn't know how to open it.

The Wu Python tribesmen have not yet completely trusted him, so it is naturally impossible to pass on the thousand-year-old secret brute force to outsiders.

This is also something that Chen Xun has regretted for three years.

Wild and desperate domain, tribal slaughter, countless fierce beasts and birds of prey, the power of heaven is raging, if you can't practice brute martial arts, ordinary people even have a very difficult survival, there is no way to go out of the mountains and see the outside world......

Chen Xun tied the medicine basket firmly on his back, held the short handle in his hand, and slipped down the steep cliff, following the sound of the water, crossing a low ridge, and saw the wanton and majestic torrent sweeping across the stone valley.

The valley, which is usually only more than ten meters wide, has increased by more than 20 times at this time, and the turbid flood is like a gallop of thousands of horses, carrying down the rocks and broken trees rumbling against the stone walls on both banks.

Chen Xun has lived in the black python department for three years, and he knows only thirty or forty kinds of herbs in the python tooth ridge.

There are many grass and trees floating and sinking in the turbid flood, even if Chen Xun doesn't recognize them, looking at the branches and leaves, he also knows that there are many precious medicinal herbs.

Occasionally, he saw the carcasses of drowned beasts, floating and sinking in the flood, and Chen Xun wanted to fish one or two and bring them back to the village, so that he could eat for several days.

It's just that the terrain here is too dangerous, and if you accidentally slide down the stone slope and be swept away by the torrent, even if you are a beginner brute, you will lose your life seven or nine times out of ten.

Chen Xun walked downstream along the ridge with the flood, thinking that in a place where the terrain was open and the flood was not so turbulent, there might be a chance to catch something good.

Bare ridges, rugged mountains and rocks, Chen Xun like an ape, jumping and running among the mountains with dogs' teeth, walked north for half a day, and walked to the convergence of several mountain ranges.

From the pass, there is a grassy slope crisscrossed by several natural mud gullies and grooves, which are now called a mess of floodwater, and the flood water discharges from the pass, overflows the grassy slope, and flows into the Mustang Creek to the north.

The Wild Horse Creek, which was now more than three to five miles wide, overflowed everywhere along both banks, and some of the scattered earthen houses of the barbarians were washed away by the flood, leaving only some remnants of the walls and broken walls faintly visible; countless trees were broken down, or carried downstream by the boiling water.

Although he has been living in this world for three years, every time he sees such a situation, Chen Xun is shocked. Looking at the water potential of Yema Creek, Chen Xun can also know that this rainstorm covers the entire territory of the North Mountain of Python Ridge.

This is still a mountain area at the northern foot of the Python Tooth Ridge, and the barbarian people can choose to build a village on the high ground to live.

Out of the Python Tooth Ridge, to the north is the lake wasteland.

Chen Xun thought to himself that this time the torrential rain and flash floods would probably flood the Huze Plain, and the thousands of miles of lakes and rivers might become a vast sea overnight, and I don't know when the water will recede.

The grassy slope on the south bank of the Wild Horse Creek is 3,500 meters deep, and there are many broken trees, boulders and drowning beast corpses carried down from the deep mountains and old forests.

Roe deer sheep is a special product of Tushan, the body shape is the same size as the roe deer, peel the skin to extract fat, and treat the knife wound and arrow wound has a miraculous effect.

Although the roe deer sheep is not a fierce beast and has a very gentle temperament, it only haunts the deep ravines of the Tushan cliff and is difficult to find; the python tooth ridge is only a branch of the Tushan mountain, and it is even rarer.

The big tribes, or the traders who ventured through the Python Tooth Ridge from Canglan City, were usually willing to pay large sums for the occasional roe deer sheep that the tribes hunted.

Chen Xun had only seen the image of a roe deer in the silk book of "The Book of the Western Wilderness", but he did not expect that this rainstorm would cause a roe deer to drown and let the flood wash out of the mountain.

Chen Xun put down the medicine basket, picked up a big tree branch to explore the way, waded through the deepest rapids that flooded his chin, and his body swayed, and finally passed through the two grooves and walked to the roe deer.

The roe deer sheep has long been dead, and it has fallen with the torrent, except for the two corners on the top of the head that are broken, and the damage to the flesh is not particularly serious.

Chen Xun tied the roe deer sheep to his back, and at this time, another beast corpse rushed down from the mountain pass.

The carcass was so large that it caused the flood water to roll out of the mountain pass like a small boat, and lay across the mouth of a ditch, and was soon pushed to the shore by the rushing current.

The huge hideous head, cut in half of something, scorched black, the black scale armor around the body, scattered cold and cold light, but not damaged at all, the two complete sharp long fangs, even more daunting, from a distance, you know that it is definitely a wild alien species only found in the extreme depths of the Python Tooth Ridge.

This kind of unusually strong and arrogant barbarian alien species that even the upper level brute martial arts can avoid will never die lightly from ordinary flash floods and torrential rains.

Chen Xun saw that the head of the strange beast was scorched black, and thought that maybe it was killed by lightning in the deep mountains.

When Chen Xun was brought to this world by the trolls, he had seen countless strange beasts and birds of prey in the depths of the Python Tooth Ridge, and they were instantly smashed into powder by the thunder of Tianwei, and he had always been in awe of the thunder and lightning in his heart.

The black-scaled beast in front of him was not surprising to see that although it was strong and powerful, it was thunder and lightning that killed him.

If the black-scaled beast was alive, Chen Xun thought that it would not be enough to stuff its teeth by himself, but at this time, the black-scaled beast had already died, which made him happy to see the hunt.

The more advanced the barbarian beasts, in addition to the flesh and blood being the great tonic medicine needed for the cultivation of barbarian martial arts, the skin, teeth, muscles and bones are all strange treasures.

Chen Xun walked over and tapped the fangs with a short spear, and there was the sound of gold and stone, and the jet-black scale armor was the size of a palm, and it felt even more metallic cold to the touch, and when it was peeled off, it was a high-grade armor.

This made Chen Xun even more happy in his heart: an extraordinary species!

This one beast alone is worth thousands of ordinary beasts!

However, Chen Xun looked at the huge black-scaled beast.

He grabbed the front hooves of the black-scaled beast and carried it on his shoulders, and the black-scaled beast did not move at all on the grassy beach, and it used all his strength to feed before it dragged out a dozen meters on the grassy beach.

Oh my God, how is he going to drag this black-scaled beast back?

The hunting area of the black python tribe has been left along the Mustang Creek, and the black mountain department inhabited by tribes on the north bank is definitely not a good stubble.

Now that the rainstorm has just passed, the water of Wild Horse Creek is very strong and flooded, but I think with my toes, I also know that the people of the Black Mountain tribe will soon find a way to cross Wild Horse Creek and go to the south bank to find those good things that have been washed out of the flood from the depths of Python Tooth Ridge.

The many barbarian tribes living in the Western Wilderness have always loved and hated torrential rain and torrents.

Chen Xun pondered for a while, and immediately put the roe deer in the medicine basket on his back, and took out a rope to tie the four hooves of the black-scaled beast, pushed it into the water, and dragged it against the water in the direction of the mountain pass.

Chen Xun thought about dragging the giant beast across the mountain pass, hiding it in that hidden stone ditch, and then going back and bringing the people of the Black Python tribe over and quietly carrying it away.

The water under the torrent has not weakened, and the rope is deeply tightened in Chen Xun's shoulder, and every step he takes, it seems that Chen Xun's thin and thin shoulder will be broken at any time.

The black-scaled beast is far more sinking than water, and it sinks when it enters the water, but it can borrow the buoyancy of the water to make Chen Xun move.

The four hooves of the black-scaled beast were tied with four thumb-thick straw ropes, which were now as stretched as a bowstring, but they were not torn off by the flood.

The rope is made of black bell grass, which is a product of Python Tooth Ridge, with strong toughness and thin finger ropes, comparable to steel wire ropes.

Chen Xun has been in this world for three years, and many things are not strange.

He can now lift five or six hundred pounds of heavy objects, and he can carry two or three hundred pounds of heavy loads, and he will not be tired from running all over the mountain for half a day.

He can be said to be a monster on the earth, but compared to the mid-level barbarian martial arts of the enlightened barbarian soul of the Black Python Department, he is still just a thin boy who is "weak and can't help the wind".

Chen Xun's body was arched like a shrimp, his hands and feet were on the ground, grasping the mountain rocks, and it seemed that every step he took was to squeeze the strength of his whole body dry.

The heart was beating like a giant drum, almost beating out of the chest.

He gritted his teeth and moved forward step by step.

When he turned over the stone beams that leaked from the mountain pass by the flood, Chen Xun was already so tired that his mouth was full of blood, not only was all the strength of his body squeezed clean, but the organs in his body seemed to be twisted into pieces.

Chen Xun dragged the black-scaled beast to the shore, stuck in the crack of the stone to prevent the flood from rushing down, and spat on it, red and bright with blood.

He struggled reluctantly, turned out the piece of beast meat in the medicine pot, and swallowed the dates into his stomach.

Chen Xun was not worried about what damage would be left behind after squeezing his body like this.

After that drop of demonic blood seeped into his body, his body needed this kind of extreme pressure that was close to collapse, so that he could open up his greater potential.

This is also the only way he can open up his physical potential after three years of pondering.

In a situation like the present, as long as there is enough food and medicinal herbs to supplement afterwards, not only will the body not be damaged due to overstrain, but the strength will grow significantly, and the body will become stronger.

His body seemed to have been tempered by the drop of demonic blood that had seeped into his body, or the way of squeezing the limit of Guò.

This is somewhat similar to the principle of the black python tribesmen practicing brute martial arts and refining their bloodlines.

After a while, Chen Xun felt that his body had not eased up, and said secretly, he really didn't expect to drag the beast corpse into the mountain for only three or four hundred meters, and the pressure on the body was so powerful.

After the body is squeezed to the limit, if you want to open up your potential and temper your body, you must have enough food or pills to replenish your consumption, otherwise, your body will be weak for several days before it can slowly recover.

This is the valuable experience that Chen Xun has summed up in the past three years.