When Zhang Fan woke up, it was already the next morning, and he found that his lower body was soaked in water, his head was resting on the sand, and he was also afraid for a while, thinking: "If you sink to the bottom of the pool, it will be miserable, and you, a rookie in the early stage of skin refining, will not have any congenital breath." ”

After sighing for a while, Zhang Fan stood up from the water, found that he had inexhaustible strength all over his body, and sat down to run the small mixed yuan gong, and found that he could complete the Zhou Tian cycle very quickly, and a warm breath ran freely around the skin membrane, which was obviously the expression of the peak martial artist of skin refining. Then, he looked in the mirror by the cold pool, and found that his face was covered with mud, and he could vaguely smell some stench, and immediately understood what was going on, so he quickly jumped into the pool and took a cold shower, and immediately felt refreshed, and there was no cold feeling.

Zhang Fan couldn't help muttering to himself: "Grandma's, it is really a great calamity and there will be a blessing after death, even if I encounter the elixir of washing the muscles and marrow in this kind of ghost place, even the rich family does not have this kind of blessing." This is the welfare of the traverser, I originally wondered if there was something wrong, but now I found out that the young master has a deep fairy fate. Let's go, pick all these herbs, and they will definitely sell for a good price. So he hurriedly turned out the wooden box in the medicine basket, picked the dozens of lewd snake grass, washed it and kept it in the zài wooden box, sealed it with wax, and then put another box neatly into the basket, as if there was one less plant. After picking, Zhang Fan looked at the dark green tree, sighed and walked away with the medicine basket on his back, of course, the flower snake that was killed by him is also a good harvest, although it is a little smaller, but his snake meat also has some aphrodisiac effect, and the gall is also a good solution, so he washed it indiscriminately and threw it in the medicine basket.

Zhang Fan walked out of the deep pool, wore mountain clothes, and continued to circle around the Valley of the Dead a few times, and left after seeing that there was no harvest.

By the time Zhang Fan left the Valley of the Dead, it was already noon, and the beast forest was still green. Seeing that it was still early, Zhang Fan walked towards the depths of the mountains and forests again. After a while, he came to an open field.

This open land is nestled between the mountains, and several small streams are left from the mountains and come together to form a small tidal flat, which is considered a deep mountain basin with the vicissitudes of time, and the tidal flats form plains. On the plains, dozens of shrubs are scattered in a waist-deep sea of thatch, and the breeze blows, startling flocks of pheasants.

When Zhang Fan saw that this was a place where the soil was fertile, the water and plants were abundant, and the Tibetan wind gathered qi, he couldn't help but admire: "Surrounded by mountains, water spirits gather, there must be good herbs to grow." So he put down his basket and walked through the dense grass, searching carefully. After a while, he discovered a ten-year-old herb - dragon tiger grass

Dragon Tiger Grass is a popular herb for martial artists, and it can be used to refine the martial artist's body refining treasure - Dragon Tiger Divine Power Pill. Refining the Nine Realms - Refining Skin, Refining Meat, Refining Tendons, Refining Bone, Refining Marrow, Refining Blood, Refining Pulses, Internal Strength, Fetal Breath, Dragon and Tiger Divine Power Pill has an obvious effect on the martial artists of the first eight realms, but because the general Dragon and Tiger Grass is not high, it has little effect on the martial artists of the Nine Realms of Internal Refinement, but its effect on boiling strength is undoubted.

After a busy afternoon, Zhang Fan found thousands of dragon and tiger grasses that were up to an inch high and were one to more than ten years old, and directly filled half a medicine basket, and the harvest was very good.

However, just as Zhang Fan was about to leave, several bison rushed into the meadow from a valley and stood up on the wide grass.

"Moo!Moo!Moo" "Moo!Doo"

The sound of bison topping racks and frenzied mooing resounded throughout the valley, patches of grass were stirred up by several bison, countless muddy water mixed with mud splashed all over the sky, and groups of innocent pheasants, rabbits, and fish were destroyed and uprooted from their homes.

Seeing this, Zhang Fan was so devastated, he immediately picked up his back basket and ran wildly towards a valley where there were no cattle, ran a mile away before stopping, and saw that there were no bison chasing him, and couldn't help scolding: "Damn, when did the master become so timid, he was scared to pee by a few crazy bison, it seems that this qi cultivation kung fu is not enough." ”

At this time, it was getting late, and Zhang Fan had also been in the Beast Forest for a few days, and he couldn't help but miss Xue'er a little, so he went home.

Zhang Fan ate the nameless red fruit, and after washing the meridians and cutting the marrow, his physique has been greatly improved. At the same time, he has already refined the skin, the skin membrane has been completed, his strength has increased greatly, and the inner breath of the dantian has become a little richer, and it is very easy to walk, and he has crossed two or three meters in one step. With a bit of joy, the previous fear and nervousness were all left behind by Zhang Fan, and he hummed an inexplicable tone in his mouth. However, just as Zhang Fan passed by a quagmire, a mud ball rushed directly towards him with a stench, and made a "hum" sound from time to time.

Seeing this, Zhang Fan realized that he was attacked by a wild beast, so he screamed and avoided aside. Then, with a "bang" sound, Zhang Fan suddenly pulled out the iron sword from his waist, and then stabbed at the mud ball.

"Poof!"

Only the sound of an iron sword entering the flesh was heard, and then a stream of blood shot out of the mud ball.

"Goo-goo, goo-goo, goo-goo"

Seeing that he had been stabbed inexplicably, the mud ball launched a frenzy, opened his long mouth full of muddy smell, and bit Zhang Fan at once. Zhang Fan saw that the sword did not kill the mud ball-shaped monster, but the monster was obviously fluctuating due to excessive bleeding, and then even jumped up and opened its mouth to bite his calf. He quickly jumped to the side, and seeing that the monster had not yet reacted, he quickly stabbed it in the abdomen with a sword. Then the monster was a burst of blood, the speed of the monster slowed down significantly, Zhang Fan was ecstatic when he saw this, stabbed the monster in the neck with a sword, and then quickly pulled it out. The wound formed by the iron sword actually shot out a stream of hot blood, and then I saw the monster fall to the ground all of a sudden, kicking all fours, and after a while, it was out of breath.

Zhang Fan was worried about fraud, but after a while, he saw that the monster didn't move, so he took a closer look, and it turned out that the monster was a mountain boar of more than 100 catties. The boar was covered in mud, it should have just come out of the mud, but it looked a little dirty, covered in blood and mud. Subsequently, Zhang Fan picked up the boar and walked to the nearby river, washed it down, and found that the pig was not bad, and he didn't talk nonsense, so he took some weeds and tied up the washed boar, and then put it on the medicine basket, and continued to rush back happily.

Zhang Fan was in a very good mood, and found that he not only had a great increase in strength, but also greatly improved his reaction ability and agility, and thought: "I have a good harvest when I go out this time, and a mountain boar will be sent to the door when I return at night, which is simply a charcoal in the snow." Well, the harvest of the past few days should allow me and Cher to live a good life for a while. ”

Unconsciously, Zhang Fan had already come to the door of his house, and saw that the hut was still lit by fire, so he shouted loudly: "Xue'er, I'm back, what do you see I brought you?" At this time, a girl in a coarse cloth dress came to the fence, choking back tears, her face was flushed, and she was speechless when she saw her young master come back.

Zhang Fan immediately found out that something was wrong, and secretly blamed himself for not coming back sooner, but at this time, he was in a good mood and laughed: "Xue'er, who bullied you, say it, I'll settle accounts for him for you!"

It was only then that the girl realized that she was a little weird, and said coquettishly: "It's the villain I used to worry about, Childe, you must spank him hard for me." ”

Zhang Fan said apologetically: "Xue'er, I've worried you these days. You see, I've got you a boar, it's enough for us to eat for a while, and I've picked a lot of herbs, and I'll go to town tomorrow, and I'll sell them for money, and I'll buy you a new set of clothes, okay?"

The master and servant hadn't seen each other for many days, so they had a pleasant greeting, but after a while, they parted awkwardly.

When Zhang Fan returned home, he took out all the harvest of the past two days, boiled water himself, disemboweled the boar, and divided the meat and took it home. Xue'er was also busy taking a piece of pork with even fat and leanness, adding various seasonings, arguing for two large bowls, cooking a pot of rice, a few beans and greens, and serving it to the table.

"Childe, that's really hello!" said Xue'er as she ate the delicious pork while looking at her childe obsessively. When Zhang Fan heard her say this, he felt very comfortable in his heart, and said a little proudly: "It's my luck, son, on the way back, there was such a stupid guy who automatically sent it to the door, hehe." Xue'er's face was full of shyness, and she couldn't help but recall the old days, and said with a melancholy face: "I remember that it has been half a year since I last ate meat, and I don't know how the old man is." "There's no way now, and when we earn money later, we can find out about my parents' whereabouts." Zhang Fan heard Xue'er think of her parents who had been missing for a few months, and felt a little melancholy. Then the two chatted while eating. By the time the master and servant had finished their busy meal and had a full meal, it was already late at night.

Zhang Fan sat in the hall, looking at the firelight, a little fascinated. Xue'er also waited by her son's side, silently looking at his handsome and masculine face, with a warm smile on her face, and her heart was as sweet as drinking honey.

Yes, although this is a world of the jungle, warmth is everywhere. The two young men and women who barely supported themselves after losing their support regard each other as the only support in their hearts, which is a warm scenery that is not stained with dust