Chapter 1 The poor can only work hard
"Kill, kill, kill!"
"I'm not reconciled, I'm not reconciled!"
Zhou Yang opened his eyes in a daze, his eyelids were very heavy, he barely looked around and closed them weakly.
It was a long time before his eyes fluttered again.
At this moment, he knew that he was not dead, but he was seriously injured. It seemed to be a dream just now, and the strong reluctance and desire to survive made him wake up.
He remembered that he fought hard with two green wolves, and finally dragged one of them down the mountain, and then he didn't know anything.
At this time, Zhou Yang only felt that the body was soft, not like a mountain.
Without any strength in his body, he turned his head with difficulty, as if he had touched a fluffy hard object.
After closing his eyes and resting for a while, he had some strength in his body to carefully check his location. When he saw it clearly, he couldn't help but be surprised!
Below was the corpse of the green wolf, whose head was already bloody and fleshy, and I don't know if it was thrown or cut off by him. The wolf's body was flattened, and his limbs were stretched out, and he was lying on it, as if he were being held in the arms of a young wolf.
"Qing, the green wolf has become a backer!" Zhou Yang instantly understood what was going on.
He was suddenly startled again, and what about the other end? If the other end didn't die, then he would be miserable!
"No, I must be dead, otherwise I won't be able to live, I would have been eaten a long time ago and even my bones would be gone!" Zhou Yang wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, and then he was relieved.
He moved his limbs with difficulty, and his left leg hurt his heart, and it was estimated that it was broken. The right arm is weak, the whole arm is sluggish, and the whole body hurts when it moves. At this time, the blood stains had dried up, and it seemed that the coma had not been for a short time.
Zhou Yang swallowed the only healing pill and slowed down for a long time before slowly sitting up.
He broke a piece of dead wood beside him into two pieces, tore a few pieces of his already ragy clothes, clamped his injured leg with a branch, and tied it with strips of cloth. Doing all this is already sweating profusely.
After gasping for breath for a while, he checked the other injuries and made sure that there was no serious problem, and then he touched his waist.
Fortunately, the skin is still there, and my heart is a little more steady, and the harvest during this time has finally not been lost.
He untied the skin bag, and two long green strips of spirit grass appeared.
The two star-leaved grasses were the biggest harvest this time, but he exchanged his life for it. There are several other materials in the skin, which are also from the previous harvest.
Well, how is there still a fire spirit rune?
It was unexpected, because the fire spirit talisman is usually placed in the bosom, which is easy to use quickly.
"Isn't this death, I knew that there was still a fire spirit talisman, how could it be so miserable! If I really hung up, I would also die unjustly, no wonder I was always unwilling. Zhou Yang scolded himself secretly, and was so angry that he almost tore this talisman to shreds.
But perhaps it was this strong unwillingness that made him wake up.
Holding the fire spirit talisman tightly, he was still reluctant to tear it, so he put it in his arms again.
The cultivator is physically strong and resilient, and coupled with his young age, except for his left leg, it is estimated that the other injuries will be healed in another six or seven days. But the fractured left leg, even if you take healing pills, it will take half a month to heal.
Before that, he had been in Daqing Mountain for five days, and had found a total of more than a dozen bell reds, barely able to exchange them for two first-grade spirit stones.
At that time, all the food he brought was eaten, but he was unwilling to go down the mountain.
Two first-grade spirit stones, absorbing with all his might, just enough to practice for a day, gritted his teeth, and he resolutely stepped onto the Cloud Piercing Peak.
Chuanyun Peak is located in the northwest of Tuyan City more than 200 miles, although it also belongs to the Daqing Mountains, but people are accustomed to only call a group of mountains not far from Chuanyun Peak Daqing Mountain, and Chuanyun Peak is called alone.
Although the level of the Spirit Grass Spirit Medicine of the Cloud Piercing Peak is not high, it is more than that of Daqing Mountain, but the terrain is treacherous, rugged and difficult to walk, there is no shortage of second- and third-level demon beast activities, and even fourth-level demon beasts are infested, and ordinary low-level cultivators dare not go.
Who makes himself poor, for the sake of the spirit stone, he can only work hard.
On the Cloud Piercing Peak, Zhou Yang overcame thorns and thorns, successfully avoided the hordes of demon beasts, searched for the elixir of the spirit grass with difficulty, and soaked in blood several times, killed three giant red spiders and a flame snake, and also found thirty bell red, and the harvest was not bad.
Bell red is the lowest level of spiritual grass, purple-red, and the length of the ruler is short. This kind of spirit grass will be easier to find when there is wind, because it will make a bell-like sound in the wind, which is very beautiful.
Thirty bells are red, and they can be exchanged for six first-grade spirit stones.
The giant red spider only has claws that can be used as training materials, and its value is not high. The flame snake gallbladder can be used to refine the antidote pill, and one snake gall is worth three first-grade spirit stones.
Coupled with the original harvest, this trip can be exchanged for more than a dozen first-grade spirit stones, and it is finally not in vain.
And these two star-leaved grasses were found on the mountainside on the north side of Chuanyun Peak.
Zhou Yang avoided a third-level demon beast in embarrassment, sat panting and rested under a protruding boulder, raised his head to drink the dripping mountain spring, suddenly felt a green light flickering, and when he looked up, he saw a green sharp leaf sticking out of the crack in the stone, and he really couldn't find it if he didn't pay attention to the exploration.
Looking inside along the sharp leaves, there were actually two star-leaved grasses.
The star leaf grass is a second-class elixir, the whole body is green, half a foot long, there are countless light spots on the leaves, and when the light is dark, it is like stars at night, so it is named.
The Star Leaf Grass is the main material for refining the Phantom Talisman, which is very valuable, each plant can be exchanged for five first-grade spirit stones, and two Star Leaf Grass plants, almost all of his previous harvests.
Just as he was humming a little song to put the star-leaved grass into his skin, two green wolves suddenly burst out from the shade of the big stone, and pounced on him from left and right.
With Zhou Yang's Kaiyuan quadruple strength, it was very difficult to deal with a green wolf, and at that time, two green wolves came out together, and he immediately fell into a desperate situation.
At the cost of smashing out all the fire spirit talismans and tearing off a large piece of flesh and blood on his arm, he chopped off half of the head of a green wolf and kicked it down the mountain.
In the end, he was powerless to fight the other green wolf, and when the yuan power was about to be exhausted, he was injured in many places, and he knew that he would die, he desperately dragged the second injured green wolf off the cliff, and then fell into a coma.
When he woke up at this time, his condition was very unoptimistic, he was seriously injured, his meridians were damaged in many places, and his Yuan Force was exhausted. The monsters in the mountains haunt from time to time, threatening his life at any time.
At present, the only way to leave the mountain is to find a hiding place first, and only after the injury is healed can you leave the mountain.
The cliff under the cloud peak is full of weeds, the terrain is flat, and it is not easy to hide, so you must leave this place.
He used his sword to cut open the belly of the wolf, peeled off the wolf's skin, and removed the claws and skull and put it into the skin.
The green wolf in Daqing Mountain is a second-level mid-level demon beast, one head higher than the strength of the giant red spider and the flame snake, and the claws and skulls can be cultivated, and they can be exchanged for seven or eight first-grade spirit stones, which can be regarded as an unexpected gain.
After cleaning up, Zhou Yang searched around, and sure enough, he found the corpse of another green wolf more than ten zhang away, half of the head was gone, and the other half of the head was only left with some flesh and skin, and the blood on the surrounding weeds had long since dried up.
Extracting the wolf's claws and skulls again, he dug a pit in the same place with his long sword, buried the rest of the two green wolves, tied the wolf's legs with weed, carried them on his shoulders, and quickly left the mountain.
His dry food was exhausted, and he had no power to hunt other demon beasts, so he could only wrap his belly in wolf meat for the next half a month.
Zhou Yang dragged his seriously injured body to the bottom of the mountain with difficulty, because he was unable to use the longitudinal lifting technique, he was naturally very slow, and the journey of just a few miles took half an hour, and he was still tired and sweaty, and his whole body was in great pain.
At this time, the terrain is still gentle, like a basin, densely covered with many thick trees, and from time to time there is the roar of beasts, but the aura is very strong, which makes people extremely comfortable.
Zhou Yang had never been here, let alone heard of it.
Unlike other places, the basin is foggy, and many large trees are accompanied by boulders, which is strange and unusual. Overall, it gives the impression that there is a stone forest in the middle of the woods.
He was unusually tired and sat down against a large tree. In addition to thick trees, boulders, and weeds, there were unknown flowers everywhere in the distance, and a few butterflies fluttered by, stopping on the stream for a moment, and then suddenly flew up again, and then disappeared for a moment.
In the haze, he also found that there was the sound of flowing water near the Cloud Piercing Peak, like a waterfall hitting a boulder and flowing elsewhere.
There are white clouds in the sky, and waterfalls and springs in the distance. There is quite a sense of "clouds and green green and want to rain, and the water is surging and smoking", and the scenery is very beautiful. However, at this time, Zhou Yang didn't have the heart to watch the beautiful scenery, and always frowned.
After a short break, he looked around aimlessly, and patted the big tree against him with his palm.
It was an unconscious action, but he suddenly felt that something was wrong. So he raised his hand and patted it again, and this time he understood that it was a sound, a different sound from slapping other trees.
After another slap, he could tell from the sound that the tree should be hollow.
He got up slowly, peeled off a piece of half-shed bark and the vines on it, and sure enough, he found a small hole in the tree, which could barely allow one person to pass through, and it was so dark that he couldn't see anything.
At this point, there is no longer much to manage, and it is important to find a hiding place. He first threw the wolf's leg into the hole, and when he saw that there was no other movement, he gathered up some dead branches, dead grass, and bark and threw them in, and then, enduring the pain, dragged the broken leg into the hole in the tree.
At this time, it would be good if there was a luminous stone, but the luminous stone was still a luxury for Zhou Yang. If he wasn't hurt, he could be illuminated with fire.
Flame art is the lowest level of entry technique, and cultivators can cultivate in the early stage of Kaiyuan, but with his cultivation, the flame lasts for a very short time, and he has just formed a weak combat power, and he can only deal with cultivators below his realm, so he generally uses low-level fire spirit runes against enemies.
Although he couldn't see it, Zhou Yang felt that there was a lot of space. He closed his eyes first and tried to sense, and after a dozen breaths, he opened them again, and it was still dark all around, but he could faintly see the gray patch ahead.
He walked slowly, his vision slightly clear. After a few more steps, I patted my hand around, and the dark place should still be a hollow tree. He reached forward again, but felt nothing.
Zhou Yang's heart moved, the tree hole should not be so big, could it be that there is another space in it?
With doubts, he took a few more steps, stretched out his hand again and patted around, and after a while, he suddenly realized in his heart, this is not a stone cave, what is it!
It can be vaguely seen that this space is not too big, about four or five zhang deep, about two zhang wide, high zhang, there is the sound of water falling on the stone, crisp into the ear.
After a moment's thought, he concluded that this place was a great place to hide his body and heal his wounds.