Hearing the roar of the giant tiger getting farther away, Ji Wenming breathed a sigh of relief, but he didn't dare to stay at his feet, and continued to flee to the depths of the dense forest with the old man on his back, until he fled into the core of the dense forest, and could no longer see the figure of the colorful giant tiger, so he stopped and gasped violently.

This run can be regarded as breaking all his bitter galls, and his mouth is full of bitter taste.

He put the old man on his shoulder on a flat rock, sat on the side himself, took out the little leopard in his waist bag, and found that the little guy was asleep, so he was relieved.

He turned his head to look at the old man, and saw that the old man seemed to be frightened, and at this moment, the whole person was in a state of lost soul.

Ji Wenming patted him on the back and asked, "Uncle, are you okay?"

The old man was confused by bumps along the way, and he was dizzy: "Oh, my waist, my legs, my ass...... Hey, I'm still alive, I'm still alive!"

The old man who survived the catastrophe cried and laughed, and then cried out with a "wow", hammered stones with both hands, and burst into tears: "It's over, it's all over, how could you meet a monster like the Nanshan Giant Tiger here?" Not only did you lose all your goods, but you also suffered heavy casualties, could it be that God really wants to die ...... my Zhongshan clan."

"Nanshan Giant Tiger?"

Ji Wenming had never heard of this kind of demon beast, and he had never even heard the name of the Zhongshan tribe - because he was still a teenager after all, and his activity trajectory was limited to a hundred miles around Chongshan, and he had never traveled farther.

"This monster beast was born in Nanshan, is ferocious by nature, and likes to eat human flesh...... It can eat hundreds of people a day, but Nanshan is tens of thousands of miles away, why does this demon beast come here to forage for food? Poor my Zhongshan clan will be in a state of collapse from now on, alas, the tribes around this mountain must have suffered!"

Ji Wenming heard that the surrounding tribes were going to suffer, and couldn't help but be surprised, just now in the valley in the colorful giant tiger devouring the living picture is still in front of him, if this demon beast really lies in the mountains and does not leave, I am afraid that the surrounding tribes will be ruined, here is the people under the protection of his father.

Thinking of this, he opened his mouth and asked, "Old man, is this Nanshan Giant Tiger so powerful? There is no shortage of innate realm masters among the surrounding tribes. ”

The old man of the Zhongshan clan sighed and said: "You also saw it just now, this Nanshan Giant Tiger is fierce and fierce, the tiger is as powerful as a mountain, and it is almost invincible in close combat, not to mention the master of the Innate Realm, even if it is a strong person in the Yuan Fetal Realm, it is difficult to kill it in a short time." Once it escapes, with the personality of this demon beast, it will inevitably kill all the tribes of the human race to retaliate, and when the time comes, the casualties will be even great......er!

"Unless what?" the words took a turn, and Ji Wenming's eyes immediately lit up, and he asked,

The old man stared at Ji Wenming and said: "The giant tiger is good at pounce, and it is almost invincible in close combat. If there is no means of long-range attack, the innate master will be sent to death if he approaches it, and our Zhongshan clan's caravan will go south and north, how can there be no master of the innate realm to suppress the formation? It's a pity that they are not the opponents of the Nanshan Giant Tiger, unless they ...... With the help of long-range attacks, you can attack its weak points and kill it with one hit!"

Ji Wenming's eyes lit up, and he said: "There happens to be a Zhenshan bow in my Chongshan Xiahou clan, which is modeled after the Shenwu Sun Shooting Bow of Houyi in the past, which can be used to hunt this Nanshan giant tiger. But ......"

"But what?"

Ji Wenming said a little depressedly: "But I am mortal with the naked eye, and I have not yet stepped into the innate realm, even if I have the Zhenshan bow, I probably can't pull the bowstring." ”

The old man muttered: "There is a crippled body refining technique in the old decay clan, called "Guiyuan Gong", which can make people refine spiritual energy, and break through the shackles of the innate realm with a strong body, if you are really willing to use the Zhenshan Bow to hunt the Nanshan Giant Tiger, I will teach you this "Guiyuan Gong", which should be the reward for avenging my Zhongshan clan!"

Ji Wenming said with a strange expression: "Turtle Yuan Gong? Isn't it a health preservation technique that increases life expectancy and makes people live as long as a turtle?

The old man said speechlessly: "It's Guiyuan Gong, it's not Turtle Yuan Gong, it has nothing to do with turtles, it's a technique that can refine the aura of heaven and earth and improve personal cultivation, if you can refine to the first layer, your strength can be increased by at least several times!"

Wen Ming resolutely said happily: "How many times can you increase your strength? Is there really such a good exercise? Boss, you wait, I'll go back to get the Zhenshan Bow, hunt this Nanshan giant tiger, and eliminate harm for the people!"

The old man smiled and said: "Okay, heroic and righteous, I believe you, you can take this exercise!"

He took out a piece of yellow cloth that looked like wood but not wood, like brocade but not brocade, and handed it to Ji Wenming, only to see that there were countless tadpole-like dense small characters engraved on it.

Ji Wenming reached out to take it, and the piece of cloth seemed to sense the body of the thick earth, and instantly turned into a puff of yellow smoke, went straight to the nose, and disappeared without a trace.

Ji Wenming was surprised in his heart, but suddenly there was an extra exercise mantra in his mind, so he was relieved, he slightly recognized, this exercise is very magical, this is not the moment to practice, so, got up and thanked him: "This exercise is really magical, it actually goes straight to the soul, thank you for giving me the grace of the exercise, I will definitely hunt the giant tiger and avenge you!"

Ji Wenming didn't know that this old man was transformed by a sentence, and the "Returning to the Yuan Gong" he said was not just a simple exercise to break through the bottleneck.

......

The city of the Xiahou tribe is located in the west of Chongshan, overlooking the Yellow River and Luoshui in the north, and Yingshui and Jishan in the south.

When Ji Wenming took the old man of the Zhongshan clan to trek for several days before returning to the city, he did not expect that it happened to coincide with the martial arts generals in the clan training in the school field.

The gatehouse in the school field is majestic, the fish-shaped flags are lined up, and there are two cow drums in front of the point general.

With an order, the martial arts general sounded the Kui Niu drum, and the school field began to reverberate with a burst of music from the palace, business, horn, sign, and feather, and an agitated and majestic battlefield ancient song suddenly played

"Boom!Boom!Boom......"

The blade is out of the sheath, and the sound is clear, which is inspiring.

The old man of the Zhongshan clan couldn't help but nod his head and praised: "Unexpectedly, the Xia Hou clan actually has such a male soldier!"

"This is nothing! My father was sent to control the waters, and he has not practiced in the clan for several years, and now the prestige of the clan uncles is not enough, so the morale of the soldiers is not too high. Ji Wenming said with a disapproving face, "If my father presides over the school training, the shouts and killings of the soldiers will be enough to shake the nine heavens." ”

At this moment, a majestic old man with gray hair and a fox fur collar in the distance "snorted" softly, although it was hundreds of feet apart, but this sound exploded in Ji Wenming's ears like thunder.

Wen Ming's face changed slightly, he squeezed his eyes at the old man of the Zhongshan clan, and whispered: "That is the third uncle who temporarily takes charge of my Xiahou clan power, and next to him is his son Ji Kun, both father and son are very stubborn, wait a minute, old man, don't say anything about leaking, if it arouses their vigilance, I won't be so easy to get the Zhenshan bow!"