A month later.

Through the mottled light and shadow in the dense forest, it can be seen that the two figures are leading each other, like a civet cat and hawk falcon from a branch lightly, making a "whoosh" sound, and then to another branch, and then the sound of "whoosh" sounded continuously, the two figures sometimes staggered, sometimes separated, and in the blink of an eye have traveled a hundred feet away.

The two figures are similar in stature, but they are dressed very differently.

The silver-haired, blue-skinned girl was dressed in black soft armor, while the other was covered in a wide animal-skin cloak, and her broad hat hung down to cover most of her face.

A moment later, the silver-haired girl had just stepped on a branch as thick as her little finger, and with a "click", the branch snapped, and the girl let out an exclamation, and her body sank and fell downward.

The figure in the cloak of animal skins suddenly quickened, and flew like lightning from the spurs, making a brilliant arc, grabbing the silver-haired girl's arm and lifting her up.

The figures of the two of them landed between the branches of an ancient tree.

......

"Uncle Muqing Baron, I'm sorry! I'm so stupid!" the silver-haired girl said with a hint of annoyance.

The cloak monk lifted his hood, revealing a slightly dark, but still fair skin and a handsome face like a sword splitting an axe, patted the girl's shoulder, and said gently: "Little Atu, I have traveled more than three hundred miles in one breath, and when your Uncle Muqing was your age, he didn't have the ability to do this." ”

These two people are Mu Qing and Xiao Atu, who came out of the tribal village and traveled eastward.

Mu Qing did not fly away with little Attu, but walked through this forest sea, and his intention could not be more obvious: he wanted to take this opportunity to train little Atul well.

Mu Qing has a very special affection for this child.

......

Suddenly, an ape cry was heard in the distance from the depths of the dense forest.

Little Atul's two sharp eyes suddenly stood up and exclaimed, "It's that wind owl ape!

This wind owl ape is a kind of demon beast native to this forest, it is also rare, not rare, wind attribute, white hair all over the body, long mouth and pointed ears, tail like a long snake, blood red eyes, full of fangs, violent and cunning temperament, webbed wings under both arms, fast as the wind, to hunt birds for food.

Because of its speed and the fact that it only moves deep in the dense forest, it is rarely seen on the dining table of the Blood Monks.

This wind owl ape was encountered by the two of them a few days ago, and it was more cunning and sophisticated than the average wind owl ape. At that time, Mu Qing could see that the cultivation of this wind owl ape had almost reached the level of a fourth-level demon beast.

Little Atul is also a wind-type monk who is known for his speed. She was playful for a while, so she went to chase this wind owl ape, but she didn't catch up with it after coming and going, but was played by this wind owl ape, which made her angry.

At this moment, seeing that this wind owl ape was provoking again, Mu Qing smiled slightly and said, "Attu, if you can catch it, I will use the beast bone in the wings of this beast webbing to help you refine a magic weapon." ”

When little Attu heard this, his eyes lit up, and he exclaimed, "Uncle Muqing Balon, do you still know how to refine weapons?"

Mu Qing smiled slightly, and said, "With materials of this quality, I don't need the refining furnace and the fire of the leylines, I will use the spirit ...... It can be refined by urging fire with holy power. ”

Little Atul's big eyes widened, and the two tips flickered, and said, "Uncle Muqing Balon...... You, what else haven't you told me?"

She clearly remembered that not long after entering the dense forest, a poisonous python sneaked up on her, and Mu Qing shot out a silver ray and cut off the head of the poisonous python. Her eyesight is not weak, that silver light is a metal magic that is like a fake! At this moment, Mu Qing said that she could use holy power to promote fire, how could she not be surprised?

Mu Qing didn't explain, raised her hand and pinched little Atul's pointed little nose, and said in a low voice: "This is the secret of the two of us, we can't tell anyone!

And he said, "Go after it, and it will run farther in a while." ”

Little Atul put away the doubts on his face, took a deep breath, his eyes flashed with confidence, and muttered, "My first magic weapon, see where you escape!"

Before the words fell, his body brought a gust of wind and chased straight in one direction......

Mu Qing smiled happily, and followed with a flash of figure, always fifty feet behind Xiao Atu......

......

Surrounded by bare mountains, there is an open field. Dozens of large and small wooden buildings and wooden houses are scattered, and the stars are like the moon around a large wooden house.

In the big wooden house, covered with animal skin carpets, an old man of the Soul Clan was sitting on the ground, listening to the reports of several people in front of him.

One said: "Master Shaman, our clan brought back more than 16,000 heads of live blood food from this hunt, most of which are fresh goods less than two hundred years old, and there are also a lot of immature small tender meat. Except for the offerings to the Holy King, it is enough for our clan to enjoy it slowly for the past sixty years. ”

Another humanitarian: "The resistance of our clan people has not been much, only a dozen people have been lost, but those few tribes that dare to resist have been wiped out!"

The old man nodded with satisfaction and said, "You have worked hard!" and said, "Haven't you come back yet?"

Another person replied: "That idiot of the protruding bones, if you have to go alone, you say that you will go to the depths of the dense forest in the west to 'dig a nest', I guess you will find nothing, and now you have no face to come back!"

The old man thought for a moment and said, "You first send the blood food to be offered to the Holy King, and then, send a team to the west to find the bones, he is ...... after all."

The old man didn't continue, and the next few people also understood what the old man meant.

A few people were about to turn around and go out, when the old man said, "Take someone who has a soul searching technique!"

......

Three months later.

The wind owl had just landed on a branch, and a strong wind followed behind it, and it turned its head to look, and its blood-red eyes showed a thick sense of fear, and it barely exerted its last bit of strength, ready to jump towards the other branch.

Such a good opportunity, how could little Atul let it escape again! Although the holy power was also exhausted, a fierce force suddenly appeared on his body, and with a shake of his hand, a finger-wide and palm-long wind blade shot out......

This is the only attack spell she can trigger right now.

This wind blade doesn't seem to be strong, but its power is also remarkable, and its speed is extremely fast, hitting the back of the wind owl ape, making a muffled sound of "bang", and the white hair explodes.

Little Atul's figure had reached the top of the wind owl ape's head, and as soon as he reached out and pinched his neck, he restrained it, and at the same time, his face was full of surprise, and he cheered: "Uncle Mu Qing, I finally ......"

Before he finished this sentence, he saw that the wind owl ape turned around violently, opened his mouth, and bit Xiao Atul's neck with a mouth full of fangs!

"Brute!"

There was a snort in the distance, the sound was not loud, but it went straight into the depths of the soul of the wind owl ape.

was drunk by Mu Qing, and the wind owl ape seemed to be frozen by the immobilization technique, and pounced on Xiao Atu's body halfway through, and the horror in his eyes was even worse.

The next moment, the figure next to Xiao Attu flashed, and a big white hand had been pressed on the forehead of the wind owl ape, and Mu Qing did not see Mu Qing exert his strength, and the wind owl ape's whole body was weak, and he was already dead.

Mu Qing carried the body of the wind owl ape, and with a slight shake, the bones of its whole body were crispy, turning into a pool of flesh and blood, and only the six short bones that supported the webbed wings remained.

Mu Qing moved his hands in unison, wrapped the flesh and blood with his left hand, and put away the six short bones with his right hand. I saw the spiritual light in his left hand, the mass of flesh and blood quickly shrunk, and the impurities were removed, leaving only a blood cell the size of a walnut.

Mu Qing wrapped this blood ball in holy power and sent it to Xiao Atul, and said, "Drink it, the essence blood of the wind attribute demon beast will be beneficial to your cultivation!"

Refining and absorbing the essence and blood of demon beasts is the norm among blood clan cultivators. This can not only improve the strength of the monk's physical body, but also some demon beasts with special powers, and after their essence blood is refined into the body, there is also a chance to make the blood monks have some special powers of demon beasts.

This point is somewhat similar to Mu Qing's spirit beast Ice Scorpion Xiaoyu.

Atul opened his mouth and swallowed the blood ball into his stomach.

Mu Qing's palms flashed with fire, and with a handful, the six short bones melted into a bone stick more than three feet long.

The fire surged again, wrapping the bone stick. Seeing that the bone rod gradually deformed, after only a dozen breaths, a three-foot-long wind attribute bone sword was refined and formed.

Mu Qing handed the bone sword to little Atul and said softly: "Atul, you have to remember that you must not be careless when facing the enemy. Even some cunning enemies look dead and will still strike a deathly blow!"

Little Atul took the bone sword handed by Mu Qing, his face was full of joy, and he nodded solemnly: "I remember!