Qingfeng was a little frightened by the Silver Horned Tiger, and said with some concern: "But, how can you prove that Senior Sister's guess is correct? If there is no such prohibition, it will be difficult to deal with this guy when he recovers." ”

Ouyang Feng smiled, pointed to the storage bag on Hongsheng's waist and said, "I think there should be relevant records on those books and jade slips, let's take a look and know the way?"

Just do it, in order to fulfill Mingyue's wish, Hongshang took out all the books and jade slips that were put into the storage bag, and checked them with Mingyue one by one, Qingfeng was still in charge of defense, blocking in front of the two, staring at the silver-horned tiger, while Ouyang Feng was squatting beside Qingfeng with a watermelon knife, squeezing his eyebrows at the silver-horned tiger for a while, and asked Qingfeng to use a flying sword to get the broken shoes of the rice bucket in front of the silver-horned tiger's nose to test whether the goods were loaded.

There are a lot of books and jade slips that have been scraped, even if Hongshang and Mingyue only glance at the contents of them, they will not be able to read them in a while.

Time passed little by little in the boring waiting, and I don't know how long it was, Mingyue, who was holding a medium-grade spirit stone in one hand to restore spiritual power while flipping through the books, suddenly said loudly with a happy face: "I found it, I found the original owner's handwriting here." ”

Hongshang put down the jade slip in his hand and stretched out his hand and said, "Take it, I'll take a look." Mingyue handed a yellowed booklet to Hongsheng, and then came to Hongsheng's side to watch the contents together, Ouyang Feng and Qingfeng also came over curiously.

The booklet is not very thick, and the information recorded in it is very mixed. About nine hundred years ago, a Jindan stage cultivator named Xi, because he was very interested in Warcraft, so he came to build this cave where Warcraft is dense, caught many kinds of Warcraft and came back to study their weaknesses and attack methods, and through the weaknesses of these Warcraft through the same secret method of Spiritual Magic, but Warcraft is the same as people, not the same race of Warcraft are exactly the same, after hundreds of years of continuous experiments and research, Xi also only has a certain understanding of Warcraft below the fifth level, and is sure that according to his experience, he will definitely be able to subdue Warcraft from level one to level four。

When Xi was about to take another step forward and study the characteristics of the fifth-level Warcraft, the last Genki War entered the most difficult stage, because Creek joined a certain party's camp, so after receiving the summons, he left the cave and joined the Genki War. At the end of the war, when Xi returned to the cave, he was injured a lot, and since then, except for going out to hunt monsters, Xi has almost never been able to retreat, and continues his research while recuperating from his injuries. Time passed in a hurry, and Xi's injuries not only did not improve but became more and more serious, so that he had to temporarily give up research to concentrate on healing, and often went out to find or buy some medicines for healing, but he never found a suitable pill due to bad luck, but he spent all his net worth to buy a soul transfer pill that could suppress the injury but had huge sequelae. In order to live for a longer period of time, Xi took pills to suppress the deteriorating injuries when his injuries were serious, and began to go out constantly to help people take in the demonic beasts in exchange for a large number of spars, and then buy those expensive and terrifying elixirs that can prolong life.

In this way, Xi, who spent most of his time running around to save his life, almost gave up his research, and finally lived for another hundred years with the help of a large number of pills, about two hundred years ago, the side effects of the Soul Transfer Pill broke out, and Xi was unable to resist the doubling and deterioration of the old injuries and sat down in this secret room, at that time, there was also this juvenile silver-horned tiger, a juvenile wind and thunder beast and a half-adult Qingshui python in the secret room.

Hearing this, Ouyang Feng looked at the silver-horned tiger lying motionless on the ground in surprise and said in surprise: "This guy is more than two hundred years old, how did he survive all these years?"

Hongshang thought for a while and said: "The demon beasts in our cultivation realm have a longer lifespan than humans, the higher the level of the demon beast, the longer the longevity, the demon beast is similar to the demon beast, and the fifth-level demon beast will live for more than two hundred years, then it will be like playing." Do you see those broken bottles underground? I guess the pills inside should have been eaten by the Silver Horned Tiger, plus the other two demonic beasts and the people who came in before, should have also been eaten by it. ”

Hearing this, Ouyang Feng turned his head to Mingyue and said, "Are you sure you want to subdue the Silver Horned Tiger? It will eat people, what kind of spiritual magic is yours good at? Don't eat you while you're not paying attention or sleeping." ”

Mingyue rolled her eyes and said viciously: "The spirit control technique is dedicated to controlling demon beasts, as long as it succeeds, even the most powerful demon beasts will not resist the master's orders." ”

Ouyang Feng smiled and said, "Don't get excited, I didn't object to you** Silver Horned Tiger, your spiritual power has almost recovered, right?" Go on, I'll protect you, I'm making sure that guy doesn't dare to move." Mingyue was speechless for a while, but she still stood up and began to prepare for the spirit control technique.

After more than a dozen attempts, although the Silver Horned Tiger has exhausted its physical strength and magic power, its will is still firm, and Mingyue's hands are almost tired and the Silver Horned Tiger is uncompromising. Mingyue sighed and said, "Alas, it seems that my cultivation is not enough, otherwise the Silver Horned Tigers would have been injured like this, and they wouldn't have been able to perform so many spiritual skills without a single success." ”

Qingfeng frowned and asked, "What should I do then?"

Mingyue hesitated for a moment, and said in a firm tone: "Quickly improve your strength, as long as you break through to the middle stage of foundation building, the chance of success should not be small, and it seems that I have to trouble you to help." ”

Ouyang Feng knew what Mingyue meant, and wanted to let him help him fuse other exercises to quickly improve his strength, but Ouyang Feng didn't understand one thing, pointed to the silver horned tiger lying in a pool of blood and said, "It's nothing for me to help you, but do you think that guy can live until your strength breaks through? I think it's good that he can survive tonight in this state." ”

Mingyue had already made a plan, took out the healing pill from the storage ring and said, "It hasn't suffered any serious injuries, it should be fine if it stops bleeding and recovers." As he spoke, he strode towards the half-dead Silverhorn Tiger.

Ouyang Feng and Qingfeng grabbed Mingyue, and Ouyang Feng persuaded him: "Don't be so anxious, impulsiveness is the devil, and it is not yet certain whether there is a ban here, wait until it is confirmed." ”

Hongshang shook the pamphlet in his hand and said, "It says that Xi is a very cautious person, and he has indeed set up a special ban here to imprison demonic beasts. ”

Ouyang Feng insisted: "It's been so many years, and everything in the outside prohibition has been damaged, who knows if the prohibition here in Ludao has failed or has failed intermittently? "Hongsheng nodded, and continued to rummage, 'Da Banya looked at the novelty, and also went over to join in the fun, burrowing around in the pile of books, causing a lot of trouble for Hongsheng.

Mingyue asked puzzledly: "You said to try, how to try?"

Ouyang Feng pointed at the Silver Horned Tiger and said, "Get it over and see if that guy really can't get by." Mingyue nodded and said, "Okay, I'll tie it up, and then we'll pull it over." This time, Ouyang Feng did not object, but carefully walked around behind the Silver Horned Tiger with Mingyue.

Standing next to the buttocks of the silver-horned tiger, looking at the silver-horned tiger with a very vigorous skeleton although it was so thin that it didn't have a few taels of flesh, Mingyue, who was holding the rope, was a little overwhelmed and said, "How to tie it?"

Ouyang Feng didn't know how to tie it, but remembering the scene of seeing the neighbor's pig killing when he was a child, he decided to take a picture of the cat and the tiger, so he took the rope in Mingyue's hand, cut it from the middle, handed it to Mingyue and said: "Tie all four of its legs, I will tie two backwards, you are responsible for the two front legs, you must tie it strong." Mingyue nodded knowingly, and was about to step forward to work, Ouyang Feng grabbed Mingyue again and said, "You should be careful." Mingyue nodded again.

Ouyang Feng and Mingyue moved to the belly of the silverhorn tiger little by little, Ouyang Feng took a stick used to barbecue meat and poked it in the belly of the silverhorn tiger, and then stepped back a little to observe the silverhorn tiger's reaction. After a while, seeing that the silver-horned tiger did not react, Ouyang Feng was still a little uneasy, so he poked the silver-horned tiger's ass with a stick again, and the silver-horned tiger reacted now, and half-opened its mouth to roar, but it was too weak, and the roar was only a little louder than its breathing.

Ouyang Feng smiled when he saw this, beckoned to Mingyue and said, "Do it." After speaking, he strode over to the two hind legs of the silver-horned tiger, and tied the two hind legs of the silver-horned tiger around and around like a mummy. Mingyue's movements were not slow, and not long after Ouyang Feng finished it, she also followed Ouyang Feng's example and firmly tied the two front legs of the Silver Horned Tiger.

Ouyang Feng looked at his masterpiece and smirked, but after not laughing for a while, he turned his head and asked Mingyue: "You said that you can still run and jump with one front leg and one hind leg left?"

Mingyue said unconfidently: "Probably not." ”

Ouyang Feng shook his head and said, "No, for the sake of safety, it is better to tie its four legs together, so that even if it only has one leg left, then it can't do anything other than jump with its claws zombies, so it can be considered safe." Mingyue shrugged, feeling that Ouyang Feng was too cautious.

Ouyang Feng asked for another rope, tied up the four legs of the silver-horned tiger tied together in pairs, and left a long piece of rope in his hand, and pulled it vigorously a few times, before nodding with satisfaction.

The goal was achieved, and the two were about to return to safety, but Ouyang Feng saw that the eyes of the silver-horned tiger looking at him were full of resentment, and he couldn't help but shudder, hesitated for a moment, took out his scrapped military coat and handed it to Mingyue and said, "Go, use this to cover the head of that thing, I will be worried when I look at it." Mingyue glanced at Ouyang Feng with disdain, then took the military coat and strode towards the tiger's head.

Looking at the silver-horned tiger whose fur had been dyed red, Mingyue sighed slightly in distress, and was about to put the general's coat on the tiger's head, but saw that the silver horn on the top of the silver-horned tiger's head suddenly flashed silver, and two silver rays came straight to his chest, Mingyue was shocked.

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