Yang Qing stared helplessly at the emerald stone wall, laughing at himself for his ignorance, these are the few things that can be done with such many tasks, write down the simple descriptions behind those tasks, and turn around and leave the Hall of Notice.

Yang Qing returned to the cold iron ore area along the original road, and today he needs to make some preparations to complete the sect task, every time the homework of mining the cold iron ore has to be completed, and he has to prepare a weapon for himself.

The increase in age and strength made it only take two hours for Yang Qing to complete his homework, and sometimes he would help Lu Zhen and the others do some.

In the past two years, Yang Qing's single-arm strength has only increased by less than 150 catties, while in the month of double mining two years ago, Yang Qing's body has increased by about 50 catties. Yang Qing didn't think much about it, now he has the strength of three hundred catties in one arm, which can allow him to easily complete every homework.

After all, after cultivating to reach the Innate Triple Heaven, the strength of the body is not very important, although I have not seen the wonder of the True Yuan, I can also imagine it.

Taking advantage of the weapon in hand, Yang Qing walked around the cold iron ore area, but he didn't find it, the clumsy long hammer and double-pointed pickaxe are not suitable, they can only be used as tools and not weapons.

Knives, swords, axes and other sharp weapons, there are no cold iron mining areas, Yang Qing went to the mountains again, broke off a pine branch slightly thinner than his wrist on the pine tree, repaired it simply, broke off the branch, and sharpened it on the stone.

Looking at the rough pine stick more than six feet long in his hand, he had no confidence in his heart. It was the first time he had heard of using a pine stick to fight the Qishan wolf, which was more ferocious than an ordinary wild wolf.

Holding the pine stick in his hand, he returned to the stone house with a gloomy expression, and Lu Zhen, Tian Bo, and Qi Xiaohu were all chatting in the stone house.

"What are you talking about? you are going to use this burning stick to beat the wolf, haha laugh at me to death" Lu Zhen listened to Yang Qing's words, his expression was exaggerated, and he covered his stomach and laughed.

"Yang Qing, you are too hasty, listen to what you said, although this Qishan wolf is not a powerful demon beast, it also needs the cultivation of the Innate Triple Heaven, won't you become its belly meal this time" Qi Xiaohu looked at the wooden stick in Yang Qing's hand, his face was solemn, worried about him.

"Let's go with the four of us, we should be able to deal with one or two, Yang Qing, don't take risks yourself" Tian Bo said the suggestion, glaring at the heartless Lu Zhen.

"It's not that the three of you don't understand my situation, and I can't help it, what else do you say I can do?" Yang Qing was even more helpless, just wanted to let out a long sigh, as if this way could relieve the loss and depression in his heart.

"Let's go with you and help you save up a hundred sect contributions" Lu Zhen stopped playing and coaxing, put away the jokes and said with a straight face, Yang Qing has a very good relationship with them, so he naturally finds a way to help.

Tian Bo and Qi Xiaohu both nodded happily in agreement, and the four of them helped each other in two years, and they can be said to be best friends.

"A lot of people is not necessarily good, it's easier for someone to get hurt, and it's much easier for me to escape if I can't fight alone" Yang Qing's heart warmed, grinning to express gratitude, and then shook his head with a gloomy expression to refuse the kindness of several people, if they were injured because of this, he would feel very guilty in his heart.

Lu Zhen's expression darkened, and he stopped talking, none of them had reached the realm of the Innate Triple Heaven, and the strength of one arm was less than two hundred catties, not to mention whether they could help if they went, they would also become the bottom when they escaped.

"Yang Qing, you bring this, maybe you can use it then" Tian Bo took out a small wooden box from his arms, handed it to Yang Qing's hand, and said worriedly, "You have to be careful, if you see that things are not good, you can run"

"Well, whether it works or not, I'll give it a try" Yang Qing put away the small wooden box, drove away the complicated emotions in his heart, clenched his hands, his eyes were bright, and said firmly.

Qishan is located in the northwest direction of the cold iron ore area, more than 70 miles apart, occupies a circle of five or six miles, the low mountain, except for the wolf more, there is no peculiarity next to it, from the flag mountain and then go out of the Dongju Mountains for ten miles, to the township belonging to the Fengju City.

The Qishan wolf is more ferocious than ordinary wild wolves and gray wolves, and it begins to know how to absorb the aura of heaven and earth, so the Qishan wolf is more powerful, faster, and more cunning. They are active near Qishan, and many of the woodcutters who go into the mountains to collect firewood are hunted by Qishan wolves.

Yang Qing's face was tense, holding a six-foot-long pine stick of uneven thickness, carefully shuttling between the trees, mosquitoes buzzing in his ears, and his footsteps making a clattering sound on the fallen leaves.

In the early morning, he washed his hands and feet to fill his stomach, suppressed the hesitation and timidity in his heart, packed up his belongings in the sighs of Lu Zhen and a few people, and set off for Qishan tremblingly, at this time the sun was high, and he had entered a radius of ten miles from Qishan.

Encountering a lot of small beasts along the way, Yang Qing was terrified all the way, and he didn't dare to make a big movement at a glance, just hoping that the little beasts would be far away from him, how could he have the idea of killing and eating meat.

You can meet Qishan wolves here at any time, it's okay to meet a lone person, and there is no need to escape when you encounter a group of Yang Qing.

"I sneaked up on it from behind, and when I saw it, I was knocked down with a stick, and then beaten to death with a stick, and finally ran away with the wolf's legs" Yang Qing thought whimsically, and his fear gradually decreased.

Then he remembered the scene of being chased by a dog when he was a child, and the wolf-dog's grinning appearance left Yang Qing with deep fear, and when he recalled it at this moment, his heart trembled, and he moved forward more carefully.

The lush vines that were entwined everywhere, the half-human-tall spikes and thorns, Yang Qing carefully and cautiously looked with his eyes and listened with his ears.

Just when Yang Qing's spirit was highly concentrated, he suddenly heard the 'snapping' sound of vines and thorns twisting and breaking behind him, as well as the sound of running at a high speed, Yang Qing's heart suddenly tightened, where was there still time to look back clearly, his body hurriedly leaned forward, and rolled on the spot.

"Uh-huh..."

A gray-white Qishan wolf viciously pounced on the place where Yang Qing had been standing, and its huge mouth full of fangs bit into the air. The Qishan wolf retreated and exerted his strength, and pounced on Yang Qing who was rolling again.

Yang Qing just rolled to the ground, and before he could stand up, the Qishan wolf stared at the ferocious eyes, and pounced again, Yang Qing had no time to turn over and hide again, and the wolf kiss was almost in front of him.

"Aang..."

The Qishan wolf took a ferocious bite, biting the pine stick that Yang Qing raised horizontally, and threw Yang Qing to the ground, the dripping wolf's mouth frantically tore the wooden stick in Yang Qing's hand, the low roar between his throat trembled, and the sharp wolf claws were grabbing Yang Qing's body indiscriminately.

The warm and sticky saliva of the Qishan wolf dripped onto Yang Qing's face, followed by the rancid stench that came to his face, and only a few inches away, the sharp fangs bit Yang Qing's neck, making him head in a different place, and blood splattered three feet.

The tough robe on his chest had been clawed into rags, and the razor-sharp wolf claws had torn bloody wounds at his chest.

The ugly but hard pine sticks were covered with the marks left by the bite of wolf fangs, and small crumbs kept hitting Yang Qing's terrified face. It can be seen from this that this wolf kiss has a lot of strength, and it is bitten to the throat without injury.

Where can Yang Qing take care of it, the fear in his heart, seeing that hateful face, his heart was ruthless, holding the pine stick in both hands, bending his arms, and exerting force at his waist, driving his lower limbs to move diagonally to the side.

Bend your knees, raise your legs, and your knees slam into the ribs of the Qishan wolf, and at this moment, the left arm is back and the right arm is exerted.

With a terrible scream from the Qishan wolf, Yang Qing, who was more ruthless than fearful in his heart, flipped it out sideways.

"Puff"

The wolf was thrown half a foot away, rolled around on the ground, and stood up again in embarrassment.

The knee hit the ribs of the Qishan wolf, and there was no scar to be seen, and with all his strength, he let the pine stick not lose the two fangs of the Qishan wolf.

Blood gushed out from the place where the wolf's tooth was broken, mixed with saliva and falling to the ground, Yang Qing's face tensed, turned over, and confronted him with a pine stick squinting his eyes.

The wolf is large, foal-like, with gray hair, black ears and long, sharp claws on adult palm-sized hooves.

"Evil ......"

The bloodshot fierce eyes of the Qishan wolf stared straight ahead, and the fangs of the cold light were exposed, ignoring the pain of the broken teeth, and roared in a low voice.

Human flesh has a deep temptation to Qishan wolves, after eating human flesh, and then eating the meat of other beasts is like eating grass, eating the flesh of the monk containing the aura of heaven and earth is a great supplement.

This made the wolf's eyes more greedy, the saliva in the wolf's kiss was even stronger, and there was no pain in the broken tooth, hunched over, strided, looking for an opportunity to lower his mouth.

Seeing the ferocious eyes, scarlet tongue, and sharp fangs of the Qishan wolf, Yang Qing sighed that he reacted in time, but he was still a little stunned in his heart, this sect's contribution is really not easy to earn, but it is more inexplicably calm.

Where it was pounced, the turf was strewn apart by the wolf's claws, and the dirt rolled up, crisscrossing the ravines.

Now that the matter has come to this, Yang Qing and Qishan Wolf are destined to have one of them to stay here.

Thinking of this, Yang Qing had no hesitation in his heart, drove away the fear in his heart, and without waiting for the Qishan wolf to pounce again, Yang Qing took the lead in attacking, holding the pine stick and rushing towards the Qishan wolf.

Yang Qing only mastered the "Innate Sixteen Styles", but none of them were used to attack, and the points, throws, and splits of the stick method had not been contacted, and there was no tossing and turning footwork, so he could only use pine sticks to pick and smash.

The ferocity of the six-foot-long ugly pine stick, and the cunning of the Qishan wolf, how can it be hard-connected, but move flexibly, and a safe distance is maintained between the two.

The pine stick that was picked out hit the air, driving Yang Qing's body to stumble, and he hurriedly adjusted, facing the Qishan wolf, so that the Qishan wolf who was about to pounce did not catch the flaw.

Yang Qing's speed was not as fast as that of the Qishan wolf, and he couldn't catch up with him, and he couldn't catch up with the pine stick with a fierce face.

The speed of movement slowed down, and he kicked heavily, and if he went on like this, when he was physically and mentally exhausted, it would definitely become a sumptuous lunch for the Qishan wolf, Yang Qing's face was bruised, his eyes were round, his eyebrows were raised, and he rushed forward and picked up the pine stick in his hand with all his might.

Qishan Wolf looked at Yang Qing's appearance, his eyes flashed with banter and ridicule like a human, and he took a step back slightly, and the pine stick was empty again.

This time, Yang Qing used all the strength of his upper arm to stagger with his body, and when he swayed, he turned sideways to face the Qishan wolf, and the Qishan wolf saw the opportunity, the fierce light in the wolf's eyes flashed, he retreated and exerted force, and rose into the air, and the scarlet giant mouth with fangs staggered bit at Yang Qing, whose body was unbalanced and his face was panicked, and it only needed one bite to bite off the soft neck, and it had been waiting for this opportunity.

Qishan wolf couldn't help but think of the delicacy of human flesh in his mind, and even more thought of eating the person in front of him, maybe he would become stronger.

"I'm afraid you won't come" The panic and anger on his face disappeared, and his left leg was swinging back, with his hips to his waist, with his belt on his back, with his shoulders and shoulders with his arms, he moved the pine stick with a piercing sound of breaking the air.

The pine stick crossed a semicircle, with a 'whirring' sound, and smashed all the power on the head of the Qishan wolf that rose into the air, and the pine stick broke with a 'snap', and the Qishan wolf screamed sharply and flew out like a broken bag.

Yang Qing first confused the Qishan wolf and sold him a flaw, and when the Qishan wolf was fooled and pounced, he used his right foot as the axis and smashed the Qishan wolf with the strength of his whole body.

The wolf is a copper-headed iron brain tofu waist, using the strength of the whole body can reach 500 catties, coupled with the speed of picking up the pine stick, but only smashed the Qishan wolf out of the air, and did not kill directly.

The Qishan wolf let out a 'whine' scream from its mouth, blood overflowed from its mouth, and it struggled with its front paws, supporting the ground with its nose, trying to stand up, but its limbs did not listen to its call, so it could only let it get up and fall again.

Qishan wolf's eyes were bloodshot, and his hair was stained with thick wolf blood, and when he saw Yang Qing coming over, he stared at him with blood-red eyes, unwillingly and resentfully.

"Click" Yang Qing threw away the half-cut pine stick in his hand, couldn't bear to see the Qishan wolf struggling to live and suffer, stepped forward in a few steps, closed his eyes, gritted his teeth and twisted the neck of the Qishan wolf who was enduring pain and dying.