Chapter 023: The Courage of the Python

Delicacies that don't require physical effort to catch are a great temptation for wild creatures, and it wasn't long before there were animals and birds rising and falling around the golden python. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

The first to approach was a herd of wild boars.

Perhaps because Zhu Boguang himself was a wild boar, the group of wild boars did not hesitate too much, seven or eight wild boars crowded together, and began to bite around a section of python body.

Lao Zhu didn't drive them away, but he felt as if he had forgotten something, and after thinking about it for a long time, there was no result. It wasn't until he saw an old wild boar eating python meat that he didn't forget to look at him twice, for fear that Lao Zhu would attack it violently, and Lao Zhu laughed at it in his heart, and then he remembered the most precious thing on the golden python.

That's right, the gall of the python!

Lao Zhu explored the flesh of the golden python for a long time, tore the python skin in many places, and finally dug out the gall of the golden python.

Good fellow, the python is crystal clear, it's almost the size of a lead ball!

The cultivation of the golden python is not low, and it must have completed the strengthening of the internal organs, but this python must have a strong effect if you eat it.

Zhu Boguang wanted to give it to the little brother pig at first, maybe the little brother pig would be enlightened because of this.

In the end, Lao Zhu decided to eat it himself. Python gall is a good thing, but the little pig brother may not be able to digest it, it doesn't know how to cultivate, and it would be a pity if it was wasted.

The taste of python gall must be very bitter, Lao Zhu didn't dare to bite and eat it little by little, forcing himself to stuff it whole into his big mouth, and he raised his head, not wanting to waste a little.

He couldn't swallow it, he could only chew it, and the python bile rushed into his throat, and Lao Zhu tried his best to endure it so that he didn't swallow it.

Finally swallowed the whole python gall, Lao Zhu hurriedly tore several pieces of python flesh and swallowed them, and only then did he slightly stop the desire to vomit.

If you want to fully absorb the medicinal effects of python gallbladder, you still have to cultivate. Lao Zhu weighed it and decided to practice the five styles of cow barking, tiger roaring, deer gu, dog gnawing, and pig arch.

The wild boars ate happily, the birds were busy pecking at the flesh, and the cries were much less vocal. Gradually, other beasts and birds came closer.

Here, Zhu Boguang began to cultivate, and a "bang" sounded, and suddenly, except for the little brother pig, all the birds and beasts scattered with a bang, and immediately disappeared into the jungle.

When dusk was approaching, Lao Zhu felt that the python gall was almost digested, and he was a little hungry, so he took the work. This time of cultivation, perhaps because the meridian circulation was not formed, the effect was not significant.

The sun sets, the moon rises, and the stars twinkle.

Zhu Boguang, who had already eaten a full meal of python flesh and blood, began to practice again, "The Secret of the Moon Ceremony".

When Lao Zhu "woke up" from the silence again, he thought it was dawn, because as far as he could see, the flowers and trees could be seen clearly, and when he looked up at the sky, he found that there were still many stars in the sky, each of which was so bright, much brighter than ever in his memory.

Bright eyes! Snake gall and bright eyes! Zhu Boguang understands in seconds.

Lao Zhu's heart was ecstatic, now there is no need for lights at night, and I can see things at night, hehehe! The effect of the python demon's gall is remarkable.

Great harvest, great joy. Lao Zhu was like a child who got his favorite toy, and began to look around with his "divine eyes".

It was the little pig brother who was sleeping next to him, and the snot flowed out of the long pig's nose and hung down to the ground. When I inhaled, I withdrew most of my snot, trembling off the ground, and when I exhaled, it fell down again, and the lower end touched the ground.

Lao Zhu found out for the first time that the little brother pig was so funny when he sleek.

Zhu Boguang walked out of the chestnut forest, he looked at the small pebbles on the wasteland, he observed the weeds bathed in the starlight, he came to a clearing, looked up at the top of the mountain, the trees on the top of the mountain shook gently, as if to greet Zhu Boguang.

The branches and leaves sway gently in the night breeze, making a gentle sound, which is a natural chord.

At this time, if there is a guitar, Zhu Boguang will definitely play a song happily.

Zhu Boguang's gaze inadvertently fell to the small bluestone cave, and found that different from the visual phenomenon during the day, he could not see the situation in the small cave, and the cave was dark.

Suspicious, he walked quickly to the entrance of the cave, standing at the entrance of the cave and still couldn't see the situation inside, he began to be unhappy, and walked a few steps quickly, and then, only heard a "bang", and bumped into it!

"Hmph!" Lao Zhu couldn't help but roar, he forgot the big stone placed in the entrance of the cave. The stone was placed by Zhu Boguang himself, originally to prevent a large beast from sneaking up at night, and the stone was used as an early warning device, and this time he crashed into it by himself!

Zhu Boguang knew that he had forgotten his form!

Think about it carefully, after eating this python gall, the eyes are indeed much better than before, but the eyes are still a pair of ordinary eyes, but they are much more sensitive to light than before, once there is no light or only a little diffuse light, it is still invisible!

Lao Zhu was a little disappointed, but he immediately became excited again, because he found that he had landed on four legs and walked all the way to the entrance of this bluestone cave. The injured leg is healed!

Thinking of the injured leg, Lao Zhu felt a trace of coolness in the broken leg bone, and this coolness was constantly promoting the healing of the fracture.

Zhu Boguang did not hesitate, he immediately walked out of the hole, came to the open space, and carefully cultivated the "Twelve Phases of Walking Beasts", from the mouse to the pig arch, nothing was missed.

At the beginning, the trace of coolness on the injured leg only coiled around the broken bones, and as Lao Zhu cultivated for a longer time, the coolness slowly grew, enveloping the entire injured leg, and then, it began to spread to the bones of the whole body, and finally all the bones of the whole body were penetrated by the cool breath.

At first, he was still immersed in the pleasure of cultivation, and before he knew it, he was in meditation. But his body is still practicing "The Twelve Phases of Beasts" under inertia.

The stars faded, the sky brightened, and slowly the sun rose.

By the time Zhu Boguang finished his cultivation, he had already completed the refining of the "bone", broke through the eighth layer of the refining body, and entered the last layer of the refining body, the refining of the "skin".

The state of mind of cultivation was still there, and Zhu Boguang's heart was only faintly happy, and he turned around and ran towards the wild mountain chestnut forest.

The golden python's body is more than 20 meters long, and its waist circumference is close to two meters, how much flesh does this have! However, after three or five days, there is not a single piece of flesh and blood left in the golden python, and only a pair of smooth white skeletons are left in the wild mountain chestnut forest.

Nearly half of the flesh of the golden python was eaten by Zhu Boguang. His digestion ability was too strong, and he had been eating it except for the time he was cultivating, day and night.

The little pig brother and the many wild boars ate nearly half of it, and some were devoured by the brave birds and beasts, and the last party was a large flock of birds and birds, and not even a trace of minced meat in the bones of the golden python was left!

A long white bone spur declares that the powerful Golden Python Demon once existed.