Lin Zhao and Qingluan flew slowly for half a day, starting from more than two thousand miles away, and the number of demon beasts gradually increased.

However, it is the Nanling Courtyard that regularly cleans up the surrounding demon beasts, and most of them are killed above the demon transformation period.

Along the way, although I didn't hunt a single demon beast, I picked some of the various spirit fruits.

Especially close to the location of Longshou Peak, there are occasional spiritual veins scattered in all directions, during which there is no lack of all kinds of spiritual trees growing, some of which are not very precious, but their fruits are very good.

Qingluan flew all the way with Lin Zhao, sometimes singing with his neck, sometimes circling and flying, and his slender tail feathers were dragged in the air, which was beautiful!

At this time, Lin Zhao flew to a valley area, but saw that the two mountains were half-combined, there was a small river flowing slowly in the middle, the terrain in the valley was gentle, more than a hundred miles wide, the grass and trees were luxuriant, and there was a large herd of barren ancient spirit cattle living in it, and the number was thirty or forty.

The ancient spirit cow is a social animal, which does not eat non-spiritual grass, and where it is located, there are often spiritual veins hidden underground.

Adult Desolate Ancient Spirit Cows can spew cyan clouds from their noses, and they will close people's six senses, and ordinary monks will not dare to provoke them easily when they see the Desolate Ancient Spirit Cow.

However, the desolate spirit beef is rare and delicious, and full of inspiration, which is liked by many monks, and is often hunted by monks, and it is rare to see it now.

Lin Zhao was overjoyed in his heart, the ingredients for tomorrow's party have been dropped!

He greeted Qingluan and let him hover in the air, so as not to disturb the herd of Desolate Ancient Spirit cattle below, so he quietly touched it.

Lin Zhao flew down as he performed the "Concealment Technique" and the "Qi Gathering Technique", and then he looked carefully at the Desolate Ancient Spirit Cow below.

After a while, Lin Zhao came to a place less than ten zhang above the herd, and identified the leader of the herd, as well as the other four large, fat and strong Desolate Ancient Spirit Oxen, as the target of this hunt.

The herd below was still looking down and nibbling on the fat spirit grass on the ground, unaware of the impending danger.

Only the leader of the herd walking in front, a body length of three feet, four thick legs like pillars, was raising his head at this time, his smart eyes were full of vigilance, and he kept looking around.

Apparently sensing a hint of inexplicable unease.

As his mind turned, the seeds of the "Ice Pick Technique" talisman in the Purple Mansion lit up, and almost at the same time, five small ice picks appeared in Lin Zhao's hand, all of them were crystal clear, and the forest was cold.

"Go", Lin Zhao said silently in his heart, and suddenly the five ice picks flickered like arrows.

When it reappeared, it had pierced the herd leader, as well as four other tall and sturdy Desolate Spirit Oxen in the neck of the major artery.

Before the blood could shoot out, the wound had been sealed by the icy aura attached to the "Ice Pick Technique".

The leader of the Desolate Ancient Spirit Ox had red eyes, and roared towards the sky, and his low and majestic voice resounded in the valley, scattering in all directions.

After the roar, the leader of the Desolate Ancient Spirit Ox stepped out of his four hooves, endured the pain like a cone, and shot out like a lightning speed.

Behind him, the thirty or forty Desolate Ancient Spirit Oxen were all terrified, and they didn't know what danger was coming, but they instinctively followed the direction of the leader and galloped away.

Lin Zhao stood in the sky with his hands in his hands, looking at the galloping herd of desolate spirit cattle below, waiting silently.

Dozens of breaths passed, and the neck of the leader of the Desolate Ancient Spirit Ox was first covered with blood, like a torrent shot by a high-pressure water gun.

Another seven or eight breaths passed, and the other four tall spirit oxen that followed also began to spurt blood from their necks.

Lin Zhao chose the "Ice Pick Technique" to hunt the Ancient Spirit Ox, which had its own intentions.

After the "Ice Pick Technique" severed the arteries of the Desolate Ancient Spirit Cow, the cold aura emitted by it could immediately seal its wounds, and the Desolate Ancient Spirit Ox was stimulated by fright and pain to run wildly, and the blood would speed up the flow and gradually dissipate the frozen cold air.

If you can fully bleed during the run, the flesh will disappear and become more delicious.

Sure enough, after continuing to run for more than a mile, the leader of the Desolate Ancient Spirit Ox and the other four fell to the ground one after another, letting out a terrible howl before death.

The Ancient Spirit Ox that followed behind was even more frightened, but it automatically bypassed its fallen companion and continued to run into the distance.

Lin Zhao lowered his body and began to deal with the five Desolate Ancient Spirit Oxen.

Taking out the shelves, cutting boards, knives, and iron skewers from the storage ring, Lin Zhao cut the pieces of meat and skewered them smoothly, but each piece of meat was the same size.

More than an hour had passed, and Lin Zhao had already processed all the Desolate Spirit beef, not even throwing away the big bones, and put it into the storage ring after applying the ice seal along with the thousands of skewers of meat that had been skewered.

There are still many pieces of meat that have not been processed, just cut into large pieces and put away.

Looking at the messy scene on the ground, Lin Zhao knew that with just a moment's effort, the carnivorous beasts that had been around for a long time would sweep away the place.

Several "cleansing techniques" were performed one after another, and the bloody qi on the body suddenly disappeared, and the dust was clean.

Waving his hand and throwing out the lotus flying magic weapon, Lin Zhao rose in the sky, and when Qingluan in the sky saw this, he naturally fell down and stood beside Lin Zhao.

Lin Zhao smiled slightly, and threw out a pill for him to use as a snack.

When he turned around to practice the cave, the remnant sun was already slanting to the western peak.

Lin Zhao sat down on the edge of the cliff, looking at the remnant sun in the west, and after a while, he took out the dragon flute, put it to his lips and began to play.

But it is a song "Lingshan Sunset", which is a score that Lin Zhao saw in the Taoist Hall at the beginning.

The sound of the flute is bright at the beginning, the rhythm is tossing and turning, like the sun and the moon and the sky, all things flow endlessly, and the tone is constantly overlapping and improving.

After that, it gradually began to slow down, and there seemed to be a spiritual mountain emerging in the sound of the flute, the birds were singing and the flowers were fragrant, and the beautiful scenery was hidden.

It is like the remnant sun obliquely shining, and the reflected scenery is more blurry, but there is a faint sense of helplessness when life is no longer and life is old.

The same door that has not been closed everywhere in Longshou Peak stands in place one by one, reassuring the things in their hands, closing their eyes and listening, quietly understanding the artistic conception in the sound of the flute, and their faces are full of understanding.

......

After a night of silence, Lin Zhao did not go to practice the two magic weapons, and still meditated and refined qi. Seeing that the Peiyuan period was in sight, Lin Zhao also wanted to increase the heat.

Early in the morning of the second day, Lin Zhao came out of the cave mansion and saw the wind and sunshine, which was a good situation to sit and talk about the Tao.

Lin Zhao did not immediately go to the Fifth Senior Brother Cave Mansion, but began to practice boxing in front of his own cave mansion, carefully comprehending the changes in boxing intent.

This practice was more than an hour passed, and Lin calculated the time, just at the appointed time.

Yesterday, He Xuan replied and promised to attend the same party today.

Senior Brother Hejia said that he had other important matters, so he didn't come.

Lin Zhao didn't force it, similar gatherings were all based on his own joy, and it was okay to participate in them or not.

When Lin Zhao rushed to the front of the Hechen Cave Mansion, he saw that two people had arrived, and they were both sitting under a big pine in front of the Hechen Cave Mansion at this time.

The pine was shaped like a canopy, poking forward, and the dense branches and leaves covered a radius of eight or nine zhang, like a giant umbrella.

"Little junior brother is here, let me introduce you, this is Senior Brother Hejian, the sixth disciple of Taizhi Shibo, and he has only returned to the mountain in the last few days. ”

Seeing Lin Zhao's arrival, Hechen greeted with a smile, and began to introduce Lin Zhao to the two classmates who arrived in advance.

Senior Brother Hejian, who was introduced by the fifth senior brother, has a rough face and stylish facial features, and at first glance he is a person with a resolute personality, and at this time he is looking at Lin Zhao with blazing eyes.

"Senior Brother Hezhao has met Senior Brother Hejian. Lin Zhao took the initiative to step forward and salute.

"Haha, in the past few days, I have often heard fellow disciples in the other courtyard talk about the junior brother, saying that the junior brother is an unborn genius in my Nanling Courtyard, and when I see it today, it is really extraordinary!"

He Jian strode forward and patted Lin Zhao on the shoulder, looking very arrogant.

"But it's the same family that praised it, I said how to look at the senior brother's face, it turns out that he is also successful in cultivation and has returned from training!"

Lin Zhao was smiling, and his words were also enthusiastic.

"Okay, let's sit down and talk about it after I'm done.

This is Senior Sister Herou, the third disciple of Senior Uncle Taijing, and it is a rare formation master in our Nanling Academy and the character generation. He Chen spoke again.

"I've seen Senior Sister Herou, and my junior brother is trying to study on the formation path, and I will ask Senior Sister for advice in the future. ”

Lin Zhao stepped forward and saluted generously, and what he said was indeed the truth.

He Rou looks like she is twenty-four or five, with a delicate figure, delicate facial features, white and tender skin, and a soft and quiet temperament, at this time, she is blinking curiously with a pair of big eyes, looking at Lin Zhao, and her eyes are generous.

Seeing this, Lin Zhao thought about it, this senior sister didn't look awkward. According to the statement of the previous life, this is clearly the eyes of Chiguo Guodi looking at Xiao Xianrou.

"The junior brother is polite, it's really better to see than to hear, the junior brother is really as the door said, rich and delicate, warm as jade!"

The gentle voice is mellow and slightly nasal, and it is quite hazy when you listen carefully, and you want to make people fall asleep.

In the eyes of women, "appearance is justice"!

Lin Zhao complained silently, but this senior sister of Harmony seems to be delicate, but she is maverick in her speech, which is quite refreshing!

took over the topic in his mouth, said a few self-deprecating words, provoked a gentle smile, and even the two senior brothers on the side, He Jian and He Chen, were amused by Lin Zhao's self-blackening.

Secretly Dao, this junior brother is approachable, without the slightest genius arrogance, and is worth associating!

With Lin Zhao's self-blackening in front of him, after the four of them sat down, the atmosphere was quite friendly.

He Chen's words are witty; He Jian is bold and wild, but he is very measured, not disgusting at all, but adds a bit of infectiousness; He Rou seems to be calm, but when he actually speaks, he is lively and refreshing.

Needless to say, Lin Zhao's gentle appearance hides inner tenacity and fierceness.

Typical belongs to the role of "a tiger in the heart, sniffing the rose".

He Chen prepared some spirit fruits and placed them on a stone table.

He Jian unexpectedly took out the spirit wine, but he never opened it, Lin Zhao secretly said that this was in line with his temperament.

He Rou first took out a complete set of tea sets, a small red clay stove, a delicate teapot and a teacup, and then took out a jade jar and a jade bottle, and then began to boil water, but a female cultivator who knows how to live a wonderful life.

Lin Zhao also took out the spirit fruit he picked yesterday, and casually used a spell, attracting a stream of water to wash it in the air, and then took out a plate and put it on the stone table.

A few people sat under the Panasonic, chatting casually and telling some strange things in the cultivation world.

Sometimes looking at the distant mountains, sometimes looking at the big lake up close, relaxing and waiting for other fellow citizens to arrive.

Exactly: find beautiful materials for delicacies, and gather in the mountains to talk about fairy roads!