Although Zhao Di has been practicing for ten years. But he has never been in contact with demon beasts, so he is naturally new and afraid of this legendary alien.

Moreover, he didn't even have a trace of experience in encountering enemies, and after thinking about it, he decided to take another safer mountain road. Although it takes a few more days, it is better than losing your surname as soon as you go out.

Although the physical strength of immortal cultivators was much higher than that of ordinary mortals, for Zhao Di, who only had a fourth-level cultivation in the Qi refining period, he was still very tired after a day's hard work.

He felt that it was time to eat something, rest peacefully for the night, and it would not be too late to hurry the next day when it was dawn. When Zhao Di left the Jian family, he didn't bring a water bag or a water bottle with him, nor did he bring any dry food, after all, it was not difficult for an immortal cultivator to solve the problem of eating and drinking. Even after reaching the level of the foundation building period, due to the nourishment of powerful spiritual power, the bodies of the monks are completely different from mortals, and they can reach the realm of "Bigu", and they do not need any food and drink at all, they only need to breathe and breathe in the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

Zhao Di spread all his attention to the surroundings at this time, with his powerful divine sense, he could already monitor every move within a radius of more than ten zhang, whether it was the sound of earthworms burrowing into the soil, or the bursts of fragrance emitted by the grass, or some pollen attached to the hairs when the bees flew over the flowers, these all appeared clearly in Zhao Di's mind. This feeling of being in control of everything around him made Zhao Di enjoy it very much.

If it was a little farther away, the feeling would not be so sensitive, but the behavior of a hare gnawing on the tender grass more than dozens of zhang away was still noticed by Zhao Di.

"Concealment Technique", Zhao Di cast such a primary low-level spell on himself, only to see a beam of spiritual light wrapping his body, and after a few flashes, Zhao Di's whole person disappeared into this mountain forest. Of course, this kind of low-level spell that conceals the body is only effective for mortals, if there are immortal cultivators nearby, you only need to use the "Spirit Eye Technique", which is also a low-level spell, you can easily see Zhao Di's every move.

After Zhao Dishi's concealment, he easily walked to the gray-haired hare two or three feet away without alarming him. Then a small fireball struck about two feet beside the rabbit. A burst of fire left a small crater about half a foot deep, and the hare, who had no idea what was happening and was still concentrating on eating grass stalks, was also killed by the aftermath of the explosion.

"The power of that miniature version of the fireball technique just now is just right, and if it is bigger, it will burn this delicacy. Zhao Di grabbed the hare on the ground and praised himself, and at the same time he also thought:

"It's better to hurry up and practice using magic weapons more, it's much easier to use magic weapons to kill beasts. Moreover, it is said in the book that the cultivation of immortals is a bit more dangerous than the secular world. It would be good to have more means to protect yourself. ”

He blew up a small pit with a small fireball, wrapped the rabbit in leaves and put it in the pit, covered it with a layer of dirt, and pressed seven or eight arm-thick branches.

With a "poof", a small flame the size of a soybean gathered on his fingers, and gently flicked it on the branch, and the branch immediately burned violently, and in a moment seven or eight branches were burned to ashes.

"This aura gathers into a flame true evil sect, and it is so powerful that it is a bit difficult to control. The soil is also very hot, and after waiting for half an hour, the rabbit should be cooked. It's better to take this opportunity to practice the longitudinal magic weapon again. ”

He took out a flying knife-shaped magic weapon from the animal skin bag, the blade was about three inches long and one inch wide, the handle was extreme, the whole knife was only the size of a palm, and the whole body was glowing with a faint blue light.

This knife is a low-grade magic weapon, but it was given an extremely powerful name by Zhao Di - Immortal Flying Knife. This was the only magic weapon that his family gave him when he reached the fourth level of cultivation in the Qi refining stage, and it was also the only magic weapon he had at present.

Zhao Di slowly channeled the spiritual power into the flying knife through the palm of his hand, and at the same time shrouded the entire knife body with his divine sense. The knife jumped into the air with a "buzz".

The longitudinal weapon is the imperial weapon, which is a common means of controlling objects in the air by monks. In addition to the spiritual power that must be channeled into the magic weapon to establish a spiritual connection with the monk, it is also necessary to use divine consciousness and mind to control every move of the magic weapon.

"Go!" Zhao Di scolded, and at the same time tried his best to imagine the situation of the knife flying forward.

Sure enough, the Immortal Slashing Flying Knife flew straight forward with a blue light at an extremely fast speed, and flew five or six zhang away in the blink of an eye.

"Return!" Zhao Di gave another "instruction" to the flying knife in his mind, and at this time, the knife seemed to be a little reluctant, and shook a few times before slowly turning around and flying in front of Zhao Di.

"It seems that I can only control the flying knife about three or four feet around me now, and it will be difficult to become proficient beyond this range. Zhao Di thought so, since he got this magic weapon, he had practiced the imperial weapon technique seven or eight times before and after, and now he was finally able to barely be proficient by his side.

He practiced a few more rounds, both to test how far the knife could fly at most before losing control, and to practice flying nimbly at close range.

About half an hour later, a burst of fragrance wafted out of the soil, and Zhao Di stopped practicing.

He ate two rabbit legs and was full, and found a banana leaf more than a foot wide, and performed a "rain melting technique", and in an instant, countless small water droplets condensed in the air above the palm, turning into a drizzle and slowly falling on the banana leaf, and the banana leaf was full in a while.

"It's so sweet!" Zhao Di took a few big sips, jumped onto the branch of a big pine tree beside him with a satisfied expression, and easily climbed to the high place with three strokes and two strokes of his hands and feet, and chose a more comfortable position as a place to rest tonight.

Maybe he was really tired, and he quickly fell asleep. In the dream, he was in his previous life, reading the scriptures, learning spells with a group of dolls, and he was fascinated by all kinds of gorgeous and powerful spiritual lights......

A beast howl that resounded through the mountains and forests woke Zhao Di from his dream.

Zhao Di immediately sat up and followed the sound, and under the moonlight, he could only vaguely see a large black and white striped beast in the distance, which was walking unhurriedly beyond his position.

Zhao Di injected spiritual power into his eyes, and carefully watched this beast for a while with his spiritual eye technique, making sure that it was just an ordinary beast, and it didn't look like it had any spiritual power.

Zhao Disuo, who was secretly relieved, waited patiently on the tree for the beast to walk in. If he was not mistaken, it was probably the smell of the half roasted hare that attracted the guy.

When the beast walked two or three hundred feet away from Zhao Di, through the faint moonlight sprinkled from the trees, Zhao Di saw the appearance of the beast clearly, and couldn't help but take a breath secretly.

The body of this beast is more than a zhang long, and its snow-white fur is printed with black markings, which is very similar to the rumored rare animal - the white tiger.

"Good guy!" Zhao Di was overjoyed when he saw the hunt. In his impression, the white tiger has a special significance, and legend has it that those who have seen and hunted the white tiger are all a generation of heroes. It's only been a day of training, and there is such a good omen, does it indicate that you will be lucky next?

This is also because Zhao Di is an immortal cultivator, so he dares to think so. If ordinary mortals saw this beast, they would probably be frightened and weak, where would they think it was a good omen.

The unlucky white tiger obviously hadn't noticed Zhao Di's existence yet, and still walked step by step towards a place that exuded a rich smell of meat.

Suddenly, a blue light wrapped in a knife several inches long flew out of the pine tree and went straight to the white tiger, and suddenly reached the side of the white tiger.

Although the white tiger is huge, its movements are very agile, it just moves forward, so that its body avoids the blue light, and at the same time, the long tail sweeps, throwing it on the blue light.

The long tail of steel struck hard, and I was afraid that even a tree the thickness of a palm could break at the waist.

But this blue light was unaffected and cut the tiger's tail in two, randomly turned around and came to the tiger's belly. The speed is so fast that this tiger is impossible to avoid.

I only heard the white tiger's painful wail, and the blue light cut a big hole from head to end under him, and then he fell to the ground and died, and the tiger's blood and internal organs flowed all over the ground.

The "Immortal Slashing Flying Knife" won a big victory in the first actual battle, and then was taken back by Zhao Dixizi. Zhao Di paused slightly, sacrificed the flying knife again, and then carefully controlled it to cut off the entire white tiger skin little by little.

Such a fine control and its consumption of divine sense, when the entire tiger skin was taken out, Zhao Di felt a drowsiness in his brain, which was obviously caused by excessive use of divine sense. He put away the flying knife of the immortal slasher, and didn't care about tidying up the tiger skin, so he went back to the pine tree and fell asleep.