Chapter 65: Who's Afraid of Whom?
It's not a big deal, I just let him go and catch five stone-horned cattle on the barren hill in front of him.
However, the combat power of an adult Stonehorn Ox is roughly equivalent to a cultivator at the first level of Qi cultivation, and a group of Stonehorn Cattle is generally more than a hundred, and the young man in front of him rushes over, and there is a chance that it will become very miserable.
But what is this? If you want to be in my ranks, if you want to be in my name, if you want to borrow my light, no matter what, please show your true skills first.
The boy obviously understood it too, so he gritted his teeth and pulled out the magic sword and turned his head and rushed out.
"Senior brother, you're a bit of a strong man, aren't you? Five cows, alas! It's good that he can catch one. Liu Xiaoqin picked up the note and looked at me in surprise, a little puzzled.
"Oh, yes? What about the guys, what do you think of this mission I've arranged?" I put away the bags and smiled at the other girls.
"Huh, is there anything you have arranged for the task, senior brother, that you can't ask in college? Or does this guy have some unique family heirloom spell, which is infinitely powerful, and he can kill a cow in an instant with one move?"
"Senior brother, do you see that he is a spy, so you give him a task and let him retreat?" "Hmm, Xie Baoqin, your thinking is very much in line with your level, but it is not enough.
"Senior brother, if he can come up with such a big gift, it shows that he really came to the door. Senior brother, do you want to see his strength in this mission?" "Hmm, Pan Hagi Ying, your thinking has gone a little deeper, but it's not enough.
"Uncle Shi, you want him to behave in front of those junior disciples below, so that he can integrate into us faster, right?" "Oh, Shen Xiaotong, I didn't expect you to think of me so well. It's rare, so I'm going to teach you a little more new knowledge today.
"Cut, how stupid are you? Senior Brother Chen is now a Zhuji Monk! Monk Zhuji! Understand-no-understand? Does he need to play so much with that little boy? Use is use, if you don't use it, you don't need it! Do you think Senior Brother Chen is the kind of indecisive person? He didn't hack those junior brothers to death before?"
Hehe, sure enough, this is your Lin Nineteen's character. Spicy has character, I like it.
Lin Nineteen was right, I didn't really think much about it at all. I don't really care about how this young man named Yuan Ni does the task I give him. Whether he can kill the five stone-horned oxen, whether he can bring back the prey, how he kills it, and what spells he uses to kill it, I don't care. Whether he will be hurt, whether he will die, who he is, whether he has a hidden identity, I don't care even more.
I only care about whether he listens to me or not, whether he is willing to follow my orders even if it is difficult to rise immediately, whether he does things impulsively or thinking first, the internal logic of his choice in the face of difficulties, his ability to make decisions about the timing and way of fighting, and whether he can think out of the box and come up with new ideas. I only care about him as a person, not what he does.
So when he tried so hard, tried five times, and finally killed a calf, dragged it in front of me, and fell to his knees speechless in shame, I encouraged him.
"Not bad, you're doing a pretty good job. Now go to my old Hu Yunniang and listen to her arrangement. ”
It's only good.
Then I took the calf, slaughtered it, disemboweled, skinned, dismantled, and divided the meat. The crispy and tender ribs are marinated in a sauce made of honey and cream, sour plum sauce, and milk sauce, and then wrapped in a thin layer of tin foil and roasted over a dark fire; the coarse meat on the hind legs is minced with a quick knife, ground into a very fine minced meat, and then made into beef potstickers; large sections of bones are thrown into a special "pressure cooker" and then boiled with a special fire charm to remove the oil paste and gelatinous inside; the very chewy beef brisket is cut into small cubes, directly grilled on the fire, and then thrown with salt and spices; the cow's head is marinated and cut into thin slices; the tripe is cut into crispy shreds, accompanied by green bamboo shoots, Bitter gourd, river fish, and mushrooms make a hot pot together, and the best is the beef tendon that is removed, which is soft and golden after being specially concocted, smooth and delicious.
"Senior brother, your craftsmanship is amazing. ”
Hehe, please, Lin Shijiu, please don't pat my ass every time it's time to eat, and start looking for fault when you drop the bowl. It's tiring, okay?
It is now the tenth day since I left Taishan City, and I have taken a large group of thousands of people below to completely walk out of the radiation area of Taishan City, from the "semi-naturalized area" to the "barbaric area". Further on, there are no more human villages and towns, only some hunting camps hidden in swamps and dense forests, and more of them are the nests of demon beasts.
When we arrived at this place, there was no formed road at all, and there were only trails in front of meandering trails dragged through the cracks of the wetland meadow and low forest. At every turn, there is a large water surface blocking the front, shallow only one foot to one meter deep, but it stretches for dozens of miles, and changes very much with the rise and fall of the water level.
The map that Lord Pan gave me is useless. The map sent by Senior Brother Ni is also very sketchy, and most of the content that can be determined is in the northern third. The Southern Swamp is 1,600 miles from north to south and 2,500 miles from east to west, which translates into nearly one million square kilometers of land in the previous world, about the size of two Frances. And the place I have walked now is only the equivalent of going south from Dunkirk to Lille, and it is still a long, long way from Paris.
"Senior brother, what should we do next?"
What should I do? Just set up camp.
It took a day to explore the geographical environment within a radius of 50 miles, choose the highest hill, cut down trees, dig pits, tree walls, build houses, and dig wells. Leaving all the samurai and all the Qi cultivators who couldn't fly to build the base and protect the rear, I only brought five little girls and two Qi practitioners above the sixth floor, and continued to the south on the cloud carpet.
The cloud carpet flew a hundred meters high, looking down on the wasteland and water below. It's primitive, it's very primitive, and it feels like you're hunting in Africa by helicopter.
"Senior brother, how do we do the task?"
"There is a secluded Zhuji Sanxiu in front, and there is a wild fang market next to his cave mansion, there are many natives of this swamp, let's go there first and inquire about it. ”
"Then should we change our clothes and have a private interview with micro-clothes?"
Haw, Liu Xiaoqin was knocked by me with a chestnut.
"It hurts! Senior brother, you're so bad, it's not smart to knock on people again. ”
"I deserved it. ”
"Xie Baoqin, what are you talking about, I'm going to kill you!" With both hands open, a double dragon explored the sea, grabbed the little girl and began to squeak. In an instant, the three girls next to him who were not involved actually joined the battle group.
Hehe, this is already a daily routine on the cloud carpet, and if you don't kill it several times a day, you can't stop at all. I clutched my chest, I just felt that I was so tired, and I was really more tired than taking a group of kindergarten children to the autumn outing.
It's still those two male disciples who practice qi at the sixth level are a little more steady. One of them is our Lianyun Peak, ranked twentieth, and the other is Zhiyun Peak, ranked twenty-ninth over there. What's more, both of them are twenty-five years old, the oldest of the eight of us.
"Uncle Chen, I have a flag of Zhiyun Peak here. ”
Look, what kind of consciousness do people have?
We are a regular monk from an authentic sect, backed by Qingyun Mountain, a towering tree that is unparalleled in the world, and there are more elders than stars on it as the backstage, and it is in the sphere of influence of our own sect, what is there to be afraid of?
Not to mention, as long as the eyes are not blind, they can see the red and blood-colored sky in the south and the silky clouds hanging in the sky. This is the tenth day of the outbreak of the Southern Spirit Membrane War, and there are already as many as 500 Jindan Zhenren who left a flight trail in the sky and shocked the ground that appeared in the sky just by what I saw. As for the higher Yuanying Zhenjun and Yuanshen Zhenyi Shenjun, they only look at the southern stretch all the way, the stratus clouds are penetrating, and they reach the sky, and they know that there are a lot of them. Maybe after this war, a large piece of the south will be opened up, and another Yuanying Zhenjun will build a peak with a few disciples.
We're afraid of wool!
It should be that the Zhuji Sanxiu who was visited by us in front of him should be so scared that he is scared to pee!
Who knows if we are going to ask for directions, or to rob, to trade, or to destroy doors, to investigate, or to frame up?
We are now a grassroots civil servant in the Qingyun Mountain Xiuzhen official system, and I carry the lowest-level but still in the system with the "Taoist seal" and a high-sounding banner, who is afraid of whom?
When it comes to the crime, if I didn't memorize the "Regulations on the Cultivation of the True Precepts of Qingyun Mountain", I could have brought that guy back to life! If I slaughtered the door and exterminated the household in front of me, I did whatever I wanted, and I found the legal principle, stood on the regulations, and was in an invincible position before I started it!
No matter what the world, officials and lawyers are the most hateful people!