Chapter Seventy-Three: Night Attack

Lu Fatzi's words made everyone's hearts feel like eating a scale, heavy. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

Although they don't want to really admit it, everyone acquiesces to this cruel truth in their hearts. What they feel is that it is not easy for human beings to survive against spirit beasts and demons, so why do they always have to kill each other?

In such a dreary atmosphere, the team took the camp as the center and explored in all directions in a radial shape, and the distance of each exploration was never more than ten miles away from the camp. Before dusk, the team assembled back at camp.

Today's harvest is very ordinary, more than a dozen Huiling grasses, more than 30 hemostatic grasses, about forty or fifty catties of refined iron ore, and the refined iron that can really be refined is only four or five catties. Except for the one that attacked Ruan Zun, he didn't face the other spirit beasts again. Some ordinary beasts saw a lot, and they shot two hares, and two pheasants came back.

Half a mile to the left of the camp, there is a small stream. The stream was filled with fog. They washed and cleaned up, and they all used the water of the brook. According to Weng Qingxin, the last time they came, they had specially explored that the upper reaches of this stream were a waterfall, and the water source actually came from outside the Tianyuan Valley, and it was still clean and clear.

In the vicinity of the camp, other spirits set up camp one after another. There are those who are ahead of their time, and there are those who are lagging behind. The closest to them was the camp of the Heavenly Dao Sect, in front. Then in the rear are the camps of the other three spiritual monasteries. They were short on manpower, and the three courtyards joined forces to build one.

Here, a small village inhabited by human spirits has been formed all around.

The energy contained in the food cultivated by the spirit priest is the best effect on the flesh and blood of the spirit beast, followed by the meat of ordinary wild beasts, the inferior by domestic livestock, and the worst by grains. And the cultivation of spiritual priests is inseparable from the support of energy. Everyone is not afraid of attracting the attention of any beast spirit beast, if they can be brought out and killed in this marginal area, it is right in the middle. So he decided to roast two hares and two pheasants and eat them. Then he said that he would send someone to the brook and wash it off.

Candidates are a problem. Lu Fatzi is the professor with the highest status and strongest cultivation in the team, so he naturally refuses to do this. Weng Qingxin is a girl, so she naturally refuses to do this kind of dirty work. Zhong Xiu was born in a big family, and he has been pampered since he was a child, so he didn't look at it, so he didn't hear it. Lei Hu only snorted, "Let the person with the lowest cultivation go." ”

Zhao Zhizhao hey, these people. So he took Ruan Zun's hand, "Let's go together." ”

"Forget it, I'll go myself. Ruan Zun said, "You are all tired of setting up camp and exploring today. At night, you will also arrange a vigil, and you will be the first to do so. I can cook, get these things, no problem. ”

"Then you must be careful and pay attention. Zhao Zhizhao instructed, "Bring that fireworks and arrows, and pull them when you are in danger." Or shouting, this distance, we hear, it's basically a few breaths away. Also, with torches, the low-level spirit beasts in this marginal area like to be cold and generally afraid of fire. ”

"Okay, Senior Zhizhao, you're really wordy. Weng Qingxin said, but thinking of the previous situation, he was also worried, "Senior Brother Ruan Zun, be careful, if you think something is wrong, come back immediately." ”

"Don't worry, I still have some means to save my life. Ruan Zun said, holding a torch in one hand and a rope tied to several birds and rabbits in the other, dragging them to the stream.

It was nearly dusk, and the already dark forest was as gloomy as the middle of the night. The silence all around, and the low chirping of birds and insects, added a bit of horror to the surroundings.

He tied a torch to the branch of a small tree by the stream, pulled out a handful of demon-breaking shuttle darts made of black bear nails, and began to cut a pheasant. Not to mention, the sharpness of this pike dart is really no less than that made of fine metal casting, and with a single stroke, the whole pheasant's belly is smoothly divided into two halves.

In the camp, everyone is busy around the campfire.

Lei Hu is digging traps around, Weng Qingxin is boiling water and boiling jerky, Zhao Zhizhao is patrolling, Zhong Xiu is placing some silk threads around, and there are bells strung on the line, which will ring once they are touched, and they can also be warned at night. And the fat man, the fat man Lu, is eating.

"This fat man, why are we all busy, he is eating?" Weng Qingxin listened to the rumbling sound of his stomach, and whispered to Zhao Zhizhao, who came back from a circle.

"Just because people are professors, we are students. ”

"Also, when there is danger, it is he who protects us, not us. ”

Weng Qingxin snorted.

"The two pheasants are ready, let's take them and burn them first. Ruan Zun shouted from afar.

Weng Qingxin pushed Zhao Zhizhao, and the latter flew down to the stream three times and two times, and saw that the two pheasants were really washed and peeled clean, cut off the head and tail, and there was not a single miscellaneous hair left, so he couldn't help but say, "Good craftsmanship." ”

"Accustomed to suffering since childhood, the children of the poor are in charge of the family at an early age, and they are even more unambiguous in terms of food. Ruan Zun said.

"Hey, say you're fat, you're still panting. Zhao Zhizhao said with a smile, picked up the pheasant and walked back, Ruan Zun said behind his back: "Don't forget the method I told you, the heat, and the spices!"

"Got it. Zhao Zhizhao said. When I returned to the camp, I found two branches to pass through the pheasant, and began to roast on the bonfire, and when the pheasant ran oil, I added spices, and soon the smell of roast chicken spread throughout the camp.

"You say, is this fragrance really not going to attract spirit beasts?" Zhong Xiu said with a little worry.

"Wouldn't it be exactly what we want to summon here? Weng Qingxin said, "After a busy day, I didn't kill any of them." When we came back, we didn't kill the vulture. It was a real reward. ”

"You're thinking too much. Lu Fatzi said, "Didn't the leader of the team tell you when I came back? For spirit beasts, food with spiritual power is what they need most." The scents you smell in your nose are no different from the most ordinary and inferior things in them. If they attack us, they eat us, not for some roast chicken. And as spiritual beings, we feel the attraction of spiritual power even if we are a few miles away. ”

"So, whether there are these bonfires, whether there is the smell of these roast chickens, it doesn't matter much to us, to them. When the spirit beasts on the periphery are not as strong as us, they will not attack easily. And the stronger spirit beasts generally do not appear on the periphery. Because the demonic energy in this valley, the closer it is to the center, the more intense it is, and the greater the benefit to them. I'm sure that if the spirit beast that attacked Ruan Zun before had fought any of you face to face, you wouldn't have lost the upper hand. ”

"You're so calm. Weng Qingxin suddenly remembered something, and her eyes lit up, "Professor, what is the name of the move you used to injure that spirit beast before, it looks very dazzling, it's really powerful." ”

"Of course, it's called the Tibetan Wind Sword, but it's one of the few spiritual skills I have at the bottom of the box. Fat Lu's face was colorful.

"Professor, please, teach me. Weng Qingxin put her hands on her knees and cheeks, looking beautiful and cute.

Fat Lu's face was embarrassed, "Girl, it's not that I don't teach you stingy, you also know that learning a spiritual technique takes a long time, and if it goes against your own cultivation path, it will be half the effort." This is also the main reason why the major forces on the mainland strictly prohibit their disciples from learning more miscellaneous studies, and they can't chew it if they are greedy!"

"Stingy!" Weng Qing pouted, pretending to be angry.

"Really girl, you have the time to learn this Tibetan Wind Sword, and you can ponder your Weng family's family heirloom mastery, which is much more practical, and it is in the same vein as your path and heart, this is the right way. "Fat Lu worked hard.

"Got it!" Weng Qingxin was actually moved by what he said, but he still made a look of unforgiveness on his face. However, at this moment, her face suddenly changed, and she stretched out her hand to point in the direction of the stream, "Professor!

By the stream, the torches had been extinguished, and it was pitch black.

They can't see anything.

Only a heavy sound of falling water could be heard.

"Plop!"