Wang Luo rested for a while, saw the sun slowly set, peeled off the meat of the adult earth pig, and threw away the rest of the skin and bones, after all, he couldn't sell many spirit stones, and then burned a bunch of bonfires to dry, put it in the storage bag as dry food, and then picked up the earth pig and returned to the iron mine station, he practiced for most of the day, and walked into the valley with a body of exhaustion.

Jiang Ren was patrolling and saw Wang Luo coming back with a soil pig cub in his arms, and asked in shock: "Senior Brother Wang, where did you get the earth pig cub!"

As soon as his words came out, the surrounding Taiqing Sect disciples surrounded him one by one, with envious or jealous looks on their faces.

Adult wild monsters basically can't be domesticated, and the young cubs of the monster beasts that are not born long ago can be domesticated, and the monks use them as mounts, battle spirit beasts or gatekeeper spirit beasts, and so on.

Therefore, the spirit beast is a great help for the monks, and many low-level monks are looking forward to having a spirit beast of their own.

Wang Luo hurriedly made up a story, and said: "Senior Brother Jiang, I was looking for a spirit mouse in the mountains, and I met a seriously injured earth pig, followed it back to the nest, and unexpectedly found a soil pig cub, and killed the earth pig and carried the cub back!"

After listening to his words, all the fellow disciples laughed at him for stepping on dog shit luck and picking up a local pig cub back, as for whether to believe it or not, it is unknown.

Liu Feng smiled forward and asked, "Senior Brother Wang, can you give me a hug?"

Wang Luo handed it to her without care, "Senior Sister Liu, give it!"

Senior Sister Liu happily took over the soil pig cub, the burrs on its body were still delicate and soft and did not prick her hands, and the soil pig cub arched in her palm, opening her eyes from time to time to "pur" and "pur" call.

Jiang Ren looked at the surrounding people and said, "The demon beast meat is cooked, let's go!"

Today, the monks who went out to hunt demon beasts have all returned, gathered in the valley, and barbecued the spirit rats, spirit ducks, and earth pigs brought back from hunting for dinner.

Lin Yao smiled and invited Wang Luo, "Senior Brother Wang, Senior Brother Jiang and we hunted a bunch of spirit ducks, come and try it!"

Wang Luo nodded and said, "Hmm!"

The disciples of the Taiqing Sect guarding the iron mine, except for Ye Fatzi and a few people on patrol, all sat in the valley and ate barbecue.

Wang Luo picked up a string of spirit duck barbecue, ate it with relish, and handed a glass of spirit wine to the same door.

An hour passed, night had fallen, and the monks of Taiqingmen were full of food and drink, talking and laughing in a low voice around the bonfire.

Liu Feng looked at the brilliant starry sky and asked with a smile, "What are your plans for the future?"

Lin Yao replied with a smile: "Of course, it's to cultivate hard and go further!"

"I want to become an inner disciple as soon as possible, and strive to become a spiritual liquid stage cultivator in my lifetime!"

Jiang Ren smiled, patted Fan Wei's arm, and asked, "Senior Brother Fan, what about you?"

Fan Wei thought for a while and said, "I want to learn alchemy, and I will come to the Menpaifang Market to open a pill shop." After all, with our qualifications, the chances of becoming a Ichor Stage Cultivator are too small. ”

Taiqingmen is in the Qingyun Mountains and has opened Wujiafang City.

The rest of the disciples agreed when they heard this, the qualifications of the outer disciples of the Taiqing Sect were too poor, and it was difficult to find one of the hundred outer disciples who could become the outer disciples of the spiritual liquid stage.

Lin Yao looked at Wang Luo and said, "Senior Brother Wang, what are you going to do in the future?"

Wang Luo shook his head and said, "I was originally a boy from a mountain village, and I was lucky enough to embark on the immortal road, so I don't have any plans for the future!"

Jiang Ren comforted with a smile: "Senior Brother Wang, we are still young, and we have no goal yet, it's nothing!"

Liu Feng pouted and said with a smile: "Senior Brother Wang, why don't you learn from Senior Brother Jiang and work hard to compete with the powerhouses of the sect!"

Wang Luo listened to her words, and felt a sense of loss in his heart, "My Wang Luo has poor qualifications and no family background, how can I compete with those strong people!"

Lin Yao held his chin and said, "Senior Brother Wang, you are the same as Senior Brother Fan, it's not bad to learn the same ability!"

Wang Luo's face was bitter, scratched his head and said, "I hope!"

At this time, at the quiet and peaceful entrance of the valley, there was a rushing sound from the dense grass, rushing towards the valley from the entrance of the valley.

"What's going on?"

Wang Luo and the others heard the voice, and hurriedly stood up, gathered spells or sacrificial weapons, and stared at the dark grass outside the entrance of the valley.

The next moment, an adult earth pig, with more than a dozen spirit mouse cubs on its body, rushed out of the grass at the entrance and rushed into the valley, followed by dense spirit rats chasing after it.

"It's a soil pig!"

"There are a dozen spirit mouse cubs hanging on their bodies!"

"Oh no, there are a lot of spirit rats in the back!"

The disciples of the Taiqing Sect were shocked, although they had hunted and killed spirit rats or earth pigs, but they had never seen so many spirit mice, even so, they still released spells or urged magic weapons to fight and kill the earth pigs and spirit rats that rushed over.

An adult earth pig charged ahead, and thousands of spirit mice rushed behind, dozens of Taiqing Sect disciples were instantly crushed by them, more than half of them fell on the spot, and the rest were also injured.

Ye Fatzi heard the sound of fighting in the valley, ran out of the wooden house, was stunned when he saw the scene in front of him, and looked at the fallen fellow door and reacted, "Senior brothers, junior sisters, break through in formation, there is only one dead end in the valley!"

The glow of the bonfire lit up the valley for several zhang around, and beyond it was a pitch-black grass or woods, and the disciples of the Taiqing Sect rushed out of the valley against the fierce screaming spirit rats.

Seeing the group of spirit rats rushing in, Ye Fatzi knew that someone had done something to activate the magic circle, so he had to beckon the same door to rush out of the valley, he sacrificed a flying sword and killed five or six spirit rats before joining the same door.

Several spirit rats flew past Wang Luo's back, feeling a hot pain welling up from his back, his eyes clenched his fists angrily, and he endured the pain and released a golden bell technique, covering himself and not fighting back.

Jiang Ren gathered a thunderbolt and shot towards several rushing spirit rats, blowing them away.

"Ahh

Several more screams rang out among the disciples of the Taiqing Sect, and one of the Taiqing Men fell to the ground and closed his eyes.

Zhou Chen held the spirit knife of the inferior magic weapon and applied a wind resistance technique to himself, killing several flying spirit rats.

Wu Gang performed a stone skin technique, turned into a ghostly figure, and smashed a spirit mouse to death with two punches.

Dozens of spirit mice came towards Lin Yao, Ye Fatzi controlled the flying sword to go to relieve the siege, "poof", "poof" and "poof" slashed the spirit mouse, more than ten spirit mice were cut into two pieces in mid-air, spilling a lot of blood, and his left arm was also hit by a sharp claw of the spirit mouse.

Fan Wei and Tan Wei fought desperately with the spirit rats back to back, covered in blood, and in the blink of an eye, they killed several spirit rats besieging them.

In a few breaths, Ye Fatzi killed more than ten spirit rats, and when he saw that the situation was getting worse and worse, he shouted: "Zhou Chen, Wu Gang and Liang Chang take the lead, we rush out of the valley and return to the sect to move the rescue troops, everyone rush!"

The remaining Taiqingmen disciples, after listening to Ye Fatzi's orders, led by Zhou Chen, Wu Gang and Liang Chang, rushed out of the valley one after another, and rushed out of the valley after a while, but they also paid a heavy price, more than ten Taiqingmen disciples fell on the road to the valley mouth, such as Fan Wei, Tan Wei, Jiang Ren, and Lin Yao, who Wang Luo knew, all died under the attack of the spirit mouse.

Ye Fatzi looked at the same door that rushed out, and couldn't help but feel distressed in his heart, dozens of Taiqingmen junior brothers and sisters, guarding the iron mine with themselves, everyone was still talking and laughing in the morning, and now there are less than ten people alive, and they are all scarred, and then look at the chasing spirit mouse, and command: "Everyone rush to the sect, hurry!"

As he spoke, he turned around to intercept the chasing spirit rat, and fought for a chance to escape for his living comrades.

The surviving Taiqing Sect disciple glanced at this senior brother, and fled into the distance with tears, and one disciple shouted before leaving: "Senior Brother Ye, take care!"

Ye Fatzi smiled, "Life is just a few decades, and I, Ye Fugui, can also be a big hero, it's worth it!"

Wang Luo deeply remembered this senior brother, although he had never seen such a person in his future immortal journey, but like a morning star, he took root in his heart and became one of the few monks who maintained his true nature.

He shot out two bolts of lightning in a row, blasting away several spirit mice chasing him, and rushed into the vast mountains and forests regardless of it.