The path to Cishan is winding. The hunters of Wenyang silently walked through the heavily guarded giant pits, and their hearts became more and more suspicious. They were all silenced by the murderous atmosphere around them. What kind of work is this take?

The original intention of the emperor's autumn hunt was indeed to review the military appearance and practice horse archery, but the hunters realized even if they were sluggish: the Thunder Emperor seemed to be playing real this time......

From time to time, a group of soldiers of the Gu family with a neat appearance rushed away with their marching baggage. The helpless hunters had to avoid the road again and again, and several times some people almost stumbled and fell into the open pit.

On the edge of each pit is a ring of braziers, around which countless flying insects buzz and make people have a headache.

The pit was deep, and the spirit beasts gathered in the shadows at the bottom of the pit huddled together quietly, only snorting occasionally.

The wooden boardwalk up the pit has been temporarily dismantled. If you really fall down accidentally, even if you don't die, if you fall into the herd, you will be miserable.

Bai Ye was very bold, and when he seized the opportunity, he poked his head into the pit. Ba Hong has been silently remembering the way. Hades kept observing the various sentry posts at the intersection of the pit.

Little uncles, you look at me, I look at you, and communicate silently.

It's hard to get.

There are so many pits that there are hundreds of what you can't see. The surrounding terrain is complex and well guarded. The people of Fangyi are coming in, but what will happen to them later, it will be out of control.

The orc-riding eagle didn't look closely, and the Fangyi people were lucky enough to escape. But there is still a possibility that the horse's feet will be exposed on the other side of the woods.

Once the Wei Kingdom discovers that a dead orc is dead, it will be a big problem for everyone to get out of here.

Bai Ye, who was looking around, didn't want to worry about these things for a long time. There were novelties everywhere, and his eyes were too busy.

He hurried over a few steps and motioned to Uncle Hu Zi to look up: "Look! It's really halfway up the mountain!"

Hu Ziyi looked up and took a look, and immediately understood why Cishan had the alias of "Banshan".

It was an open-pit china clay mine. The earth mountain at the top of the bottom is only 200 feet high, which is far from majestic.

After hundreds of years of non-stop mining, the side of the mountain facing the pit group has been stripped straight up and down, and it looks like it has been split by a giant axe of gods and demons, and the fine plaster section is as smooth as a mirror.

As we get closer to Magnetic Mountain, the strange feeling grows stronger. Bai Ye had already clearly sensed that the spiritual power in his body seemed to be disturbed by some unknown way.

Under the inquiry, Yi Chi was confused and had no feeling at all.

In Xiao Yi's body, except for the trace of innate spiritual power that the little uncles desperately kept, it was still protected in the heart, and there was no spiritual power left.

Suddenly, they saw a group of figures walking out of the tent at the foot of the mountain, and the little brothers felt an inexplicable uneasiness in their hearts at the same time, and they involuntarily stopped.

It was a large group of orcs.

Dozens of purple-robed beast control venerables lined up around the tent, and almost at the same time they pulled something out of their arms.

Uncle Hu caught up a few steps and grabbed Bai Ye and Yi Chi's arms. The Fangyi people who had been falling at the back of the line were all nervously on guard.

What is the mystic formation for?

Under their gaze, His Holiness blew their whistles at the same time. The low whistles overlapped, and the roar was surprisingly loud.

A thick dark green light shot out of the tabernacle and cast onto the rusty plaster section of the Magnetic Mountain.

The entire mountain began to glow gradually, and the strange energy swung out in all directions.

Bai Ye instantly felt as if he had been hit in the chest by a sledgehammer, and his breath suddenly stagnated. The spiritual power of the whole body seems to be pressed back into the lower abdomen.

Uncle Ba Hong and Uncle Yama were obviously worse at resisting the impact of spiritual power, and their faces turned white all of a sudden.

Uncle Hu Zi was inhaling desperately, looking like he was desperately suppressing the surging qi and blood. His face wasn't much better.

Intense spiritual power fluctuations quickly spread throughout the huge pit complex, and the lights in the vast area dimmed for a moment. There didn't seem to be any special reaction in the pit.

But then, from the far north, a series of terrifying roars were heard.

The hunters who walked in front were all ordinary people, and if they didn't have spiritual power, they wouldn't be affected. But they were all frightened by the loud roar that had just exploded. The eerie echo continued, covering almost the entire pit complex.

Everyone cowered and leaned closer together, looking around in fear.

The fluctuations subsided for a long time, and then the spiritual power gradually returned to the limbs. The beard was mixed with the two little brothers, and Ba Hong quietly wiped a handful of nosebleeds. The crowd did not speak, but caught up with the group.

The Western Continents have returned.

Bai Ye understood Uncle Beard's eyes. Although they didn't know what the spiritual power shockwave represented just now, the people of the Wei Kingdom would never be able to come up with this level of secret art.

The whole mid-mountain is a large magic circle. This magic circle must be the key to the secret art of controlling all beasts. And this circle is enough to affect all spirits.

At that moment just now, what came to Bai Ye's mind was the spiritual source in the old town. Despite the different forms of impact, this giant circle possessed almost the same amount of coercion as the one in the mound.

Few people dared to approach the mound.

After the elders measured that Bai Ye's spiritual power was strong enough, they couldn't help but push the errand of going in to replace the crystal nucleus on him. For several years, every ten days, Bai Ye had to experience such pressure.

But my father's magic circle can knead the limbs and help regulate the spiritual power of different tones in the body.

And this mountain, what it brings to people, is only impact and oppression.

Dry shocks.

Oppression that forces people to submit.

Finally came to rest. Even the frightened Bai Ye was once again shocked by the working environment.

The camp where the hunters work is located on the bank of the river behind the Magnetic Mountain. The wide open field surrounded by three floors of horses was crowded.

Even in the open air, the thick smell of blood and the stench of animal excrement still make it difficult for people to approach.

Strong-bodied soldiers pushed empty carts past them. Bai Ye hurriedly glanced at it and saw that the blood accumulated in the car had turned black.

Thick plasma oozes out of the car and drips along the road. The soldiers walked indifferently to another brightly lit field to the south.

No animal can pull these carts, and the work can only be done by manpower.

Someone in the empty field shouted: "Hurry up and come over a few who can peel the skin!"

Bai Yexiang has a strong body, and he has been polishing his offensive and defensive skills in the dark hole all year round. This time, I went to the enemy country to explore, and I was eager to test the results of practicing martial arts several times.

Who knew that not even a finger had a chance to reach out.

First encountered a fierce and abnormal herd of beasts, and then encountered the Beast Venerable twice in a row, and was driven all the way to the hinterland of the enemy army in a daze.

Now he is in a dangerous place, but he doesn't know who stuffed a sharp blade in his hand.

Bai Ye stood in front of the huge log table with a sharp knife with ox ears, staring at the bald butcher on the opposite side of the platform.

He's a good butcher.

This old man was shirtless, his head, face, chest, and shoulders were covered with shiny sweat, mixed with blood splashed on his body from time to time, and his whole body was steaming.

He was slicing a jade-hoofed deer neatly.

The deer's head has been dissected by other butchers, the crystal nucleus and the precious horns in the skull have been removed, and the deer skin has been stripped by the hunters of the previous process, and even the deer blood has been collected. The sleek spirit beast corpse lay on all fours on the wooden platform.

"Get started, hold on!" The bald head had already removed a deer leg, and when he saw that Bai Ye was in a daze, he roared.

Under the bloody stimulus, the brother was a little excited.

Bai Ye retracted his mind and raised his hand to grab the front hooves of the jade-hoofed deer, but he couldn't get down.

He likes to cook, and has been tinkering in the back kitchen of the inn since he was a child.

But it was only the kitchen, and Bai Ye had never seen such a raw material there.

It turns out that the newly dead spirit animal is this smell, this kind of feel.

Uncle Hu walked to Bai Ye's side at some point, took the sharp knife, his arm was round and soft, and the blade did not go in and out, and a complete deer leg was easily unloaded.

The bald head exclaimed: "Haha, good craftsmanship! Let's compare and see who is faster?"

Uncle Beard ignored him.

This bald head has absorbed too much deer blood and volatilized the smell.

No matter how good a butcher is, he is an ordinary person, and he can't resist this excitant toxin. If he continues like this, he will die of madness in less than half a day.

Bai Ye watched Uncle Beard silently pick out the gallbladder from the deer's cavity and pull it to the ground. He immediately understood, leaned over and quietly put it away.

When you rest, you have to pour bile into the bald head, or this person will be ruined.

Fangyi people didn't expect that they would have to work when they came.

They came here along the river, thinking that they wanted the hunters to gather and prepare, and only when the autumn hunt was over and a large number of hunted spirit beasts were sent to the camp, they began to get busy.

By that time, they had already figured out the situation and withdrew.

Who would have thought that in this life, he would actually work for Weiguo as a part-time worker.

This is not a temporary place to raise prey, this is simply a slaughterhouse.

Bai Ye estimated that the massacre must have been carried out in the camp at the upwind mouth to the south. Even if the spirit beasts had been deeply captured by the wave of energy just now, the people of the Wei Kingdom might still be afraid that such a strong smell of blood would be too exciting, so the two camps were a little far away.

According to the leader of the scouts, it should be the army over there, and the orcs are probably also in charge there. In the camp where the hunters worked, there were only a few purple robes, and there were many civilian officials who gave the hunters instructions on how to operate, and they were only responsible for counting the harvest in detail.

All of you here are making history together.