West Pole, Dacang Mountain.

Thousands of miles of greenery, spiritual things are hidden.

Occasionally, a beast roars and an ape howls, or startles a crowd of birds, or breaks an ancient tree. If there is a spiritual creature that is blessed with spiritual consciousness to wreak havoc, the mountains will shake and the beasts will hibernate.

Today, however, a mountain is silent. The snakes, insects, rats and ants had already burrowed back into their burrows, and they didn't dare to make a sound. The larger beasts shrank together against the roots, shivering. When we meet on weekdays, you are indispensable to live and die with my old enemies, and they can't even muster up the courage to look at each other more.

The mountain wind does not move, and the branches and leaves hang low. Although the sun was fierce, it was just a solemn slaughter, and a chill was inexplicable.

Beneath the shadows of the trees, a figure stumbled by. The forest was extremely dense, and the figure tossed and turned, as if unhindered, and disappeared again behind a shadow in an instant.

It was just an instantaneous interval, and where the figure passed, a few streamers flew by, breaking through the air silently. It's just that where the streamer passes, whether it is trees, mountains and rocks, or dormant beasts, they are all stirred into a ball of powder. If you look down from above, a scorched black trail extends here from a very long distance, and the place you pass is not miserable.

After chasing for a while, a few streamers slowed down, revealing his figure, a bearded old man, a heroic middle-aged man, and a woman.

The middle-aged man has a compass in his hand, all of which are carved from white jade, and there is a small cow hair needle floating in the middle of the compass, revealing a burst of brilliance, but at this moment the brilliance gradually fades out until it is dim, and then disappears into the compass, and there is no more peculiarity.

Seeing this, the bearded old man snorted heavily: "Bastard!

The middle-aged man frowned, trying to make the jade compass produce some more movements, but in vain.

The beautiful woman was not in a hurry: "I waited for a long time to plan, but I didn't expect to be rewarded by him." It's just that there is no formula, and even that person can't suppress that sword intent for too long. Chasing all the way, he didn't go in the air, thinking that he wanted to be distracted and fight against the sword intent. Where can you run on a pair of legs?"

Her voice is like a bell, and it has the effect of calming the mind and calming the air, the old man was originally angry, and the destruction that came along the way was mostly his anger, at this moment the demons gradually receded, gradually subsided, and bowed slightly to the woman: "Princess Xie." Then he turned to the middle-aged man: "Blacksmith, what should I do next?"

The woman who was called the eldest princess also turned to the middle-aged man called the blacksmith, although she had the word princess, but the blacksmith in front of her was the one who planned it.

The blacksmith put away the compass, his brow still furrowed. His voice was as rough as striking iron: "As the eldest princess said, he can't run out of a radius of three thousand miles." In seven days there will be an accidental leak of the sword, and then it will be the day of the completion of the work. ”

After speaking, the eldest princess took the lead, and the blacksmith followed, turning into a streamer and flying out of the sky.

The bearded old man turned around, pressed down with one palm, and with a bang, within a hundred zhang, the ground was as smooth as a mirror. His eyes narrowed slightly, and then he also turned into a streamer of light, and roared.

On the periphery of Dacang Mountain, there are scattered mountain villages, and mountain people eat mountains according to the mountains. The products in Dacang Mountain are extremely prosperous, and the local medicinal materials and ingredients on the periphery have been produced quite a lot, if you are experienced and have to endure hardship, you can have the elixir of the previous year to the distance of about half a month's foot into the mountain.

In the early years, there were hunters who went deep into the depths of Dacang Mountain, as long as they dared to attack those fierce beasts in the deep mountains at the cost, they could always have a lot of harvest if they came down with a trip and even the flesh and bones.

As for the deeper places, it is said that there are extremely high-quality minerals, elixirs that are thousands of years old, and even spirit beasts that can be spoken by people.

A sheep intestine trail in the mountains and forests.

It is said to be a trail, but it is rare in the mountains and forests. The trail connects a young village at one end, branches off a few miles into the mountain at the other, and then extends a short distance before it is hidden by vegetation.

On the trail, a young man carried a basket that was almost the same as his height, and he walked and sang on the flat road, using his hands and feet on the rugged road, although he was fortunate but not embarrassed. Occasionally, when I picked up wild fruits and saw wild vegetables, I threw them into the basket.

The bottom of the back basket is a thin layer of harvest, it seems that the young man has just entered the mountain, and there is a road to go ahead, and there is a road to open.

The vegetation grows stronger, and the birdsong becomes more and more noisy. The young man entered the mountain for a long time, and his steps were still brisk.

The adults turned to the hunting ground at the first fork in the road, saying that it was a hunting ground, but it was actually a mountain stream where mountain streams converged, and from this as the center, and then extended, it was a place where herbivore beasts frequently appeared. For meat only, that's the end of it. If you go back to the thickest stream, you will gradually see blood-eating beasts, the flesh of the beasts is rough and hard, but the muscles and bones are the best materials for weapons, which are better than most copper and iron.

No one dares to go further in - there are not a few who are stunned and buried.

The path taken by the teenagers who have not yet reached the age of hunting, although they are gradually going deeper into the mountains, is actually still the periphery. There are occasional small beasts, and a dozen of them can be regarded as practice. Mainly wild fruits and vegetables, but also to find medicinal herbs. If the adults return from injury, they have to ask the medicinal herbs collected by the teenagers to save their lives. Once a month, medicinal herbs are also one of the important goals of the merchants.

As for going alone, it is a tradition - if you even have to be accompanied by the collection of medicines, you really can't be regarded as a man who stands up to the sky.