Taoist chanting

Chapter 318 Starting, Stopping, Walking, and Lying Are All Cultivation
"Donkey Day, his neck was almost bitten off. Fortunately, Master Donkey reacted quickly, or he would have suffered a disaster."

Donkey Bullet shook his long ears and the blood stained on his body, cursing.

The demon wolf jumped on its back and bit the blood vessels on both sides of its neck. Its fangs are sharp and its bite force is huge. No matter how hardened the skin of its body is, it can't withstand several bites from the demon wolf. It suspects that the wolf's teeth can bite Magical artifact.

He had no choice but to make a decisive decision, using his body as a weapon, and violently turned over and smashed.

It has great killing power and a strong aura, which can deter other wolves that are about to move.

Another trick is Lai Donkey Rolling savagely crushing and getting up quickly, ah bah, what kind of name was given by the viewer, it is not majestic at all, it should be called "God Donkey Rolling", it seems not pleasant, the word "rolling" No matter what, it has the muddy smell of Xiasanlu, which has nothing to do with the atmosphere.

At the critical moment, there is no room for hesitation, offense is the best defense, the viewer is right about this.

There is no thunder technique available, it has to pick up the previous natural instinct.

Zhang Wenfeng flew down from the slope to the foot of the messy mountain, stabbing with the jujube sword in his hand, and the two monster wolves, who were kicked by the donkey and rolled several feet away, fell to the ground with bared teeth and struggled, and walked to the side of the donkey , asked: "Where is the injury? Let me see."

The donkey laughed dryly: "Ahhh, how can they hurt my fur with just a few scraps of firewood? What a joke."

Zhang Wenfeng stretched out his left hand, and suddenly slapped the donkey on the left side of the neck. The donkey was still stubborn, and the wound was bleeding, which was very different from the wolf blood splashed on his body. He thought he could hide it from his eyes?

The donkey jumped six feet high in pain, and almost instinctively kicked the back hoof of the mischievous temple master.

It's too bad, if you scold the donkey, you don't scold the donkey.

Can't you save some face for it?There are outsiders here.

Xinyue used her wrist blade to quickly make amends to a few surviving demon wolves, glanced at the funny donkey, and smiled at Zhang Guanzhu: "I counted and killed 22 demon wolves in total, and only escaped six. Temperament, in a short period of time, they dare not come to disturb the sneak attack, I will take out all the leather and claws before dawn, please help me to watch out, the smell of blood is too strong, it may attract other powerful monsters. "

It means that she will take care of the rest of the dirty work by herself, or she won't do anything, and she will be very sorry.

"Okay, let me light some bonfires."

Zhang Wenfeng assigned the donkey with small resentful eyes to stroll nearby.

He jumped back to the cave in a few steps, took down the dead wood unloaded from the donkey's back, as well as the fire bow, pressure pole, chopping board, and the remaining charcoal, kindling bark fibers, etc. It took some time to build a bonfire, and then Go to the forest and cut down a few thick trees, chop them into firewood, and bake the wet wood on the bonfire.

The fireworks billowed, illuminating the foot of the mountain in a bright red light.

Xinyue numbly used her wrist blade to peel off the whole wolf skin, and picked out the wolf teeth and claws. She disemboweled the wolf king, opened the skull, and searched for a long time, but did not find the fake "demon beads" like the expected bubbles. .

It is said that a small bubble liquid "false pearl" will be condensed in the body of the third-level wolf, which is the essence of the third-level monster, and it is a great tonic for all the second-level monsters. There should be no forbidden law here, right?
Could it be that the strength of this wolf king is between the second and third ranks, limited by this place, he has not been able to completely break through?
Seeing the blood dripping from the fox girl's hands, Zhang Wenfeng was in a daze, and approached, "What's wrong?"

Xin Yue looked a little disappointed, and said with a smile: "This wolf king is not yet at the third level, and there is no 'false pearl' in his body. After refining this leather, it can almost be sold as a third-level wolf skin."

Zhang Wenfeng has never fought against a third-order monster.

He thought back for a while, and on the hillside his lightness kung fu and agility were quite dominant.

He can keep himself in a state of meditation by reciting the scriptures silently. Although it is not as good as the "quiet" effect in the state of supernatural powers, it is enough to make his mind calm, his movements are two points better than usual, and he can flexibly dodge in chaotic group battles interspersed.

On the contrary, the wolf king is sensitive and speed limited on steep slopes.

He stabbed the wolf king's eyeball with a sword, and the moment he drew his sword back, he was almost caught by the wolf king twisting his body in the air and stretching out his claws. His right shoulder and robe were torn. Yu Cai stopped, the power of the wolf king is indeed very great.

After a few fights with the pack of wolves, he has built up his confidence in the superiority of the demon wolves.

In the forbidden area, even if a real third-order demon wolf came, he would be able to kill the demon wolf under the sword without any damage.

The sword state of "fitting with the body" makes his swordsmanship simpler and more instinctive.

Zhang Wenfeng said with a smile: "You cut a wolf king's hind leg, and I will roast it and eat it. Let's see how it tastes?"

Xin Yue swallowed subconsciously, "It must be delicious, brush the grease a few more times."

She never dreamed that one day she would be able to roast a wolf king whose strength was infinitely close to the third level. If it was outside, this wolf king would be able to advance to the real third level in a few days, and it was only the last step.

She quickly dismembered two complete hind legs of the wolf king. How could one hind leg be enough for her? She needed to eat more meat for nourishment, and cut out a piece of yellow fat from the wolf king's belly.

Not long after, at the foot of the mountain full of bloody smell, three piles of bonfires were lit up.

Zhang Wenfeng followed Xinyue's example and used stones to build a simple stone stove, inserted the wolf legs with many cuts into the smooth bamboo slices, and roasted them on the hot stone slices, brushing the meat with grease from time to time.

In the night sky, the smell of meat is tempting, overpowering the smell of blood.

Walking into the land of forbidden law made him experience the subtle difference between mortals and monks.

The fireworks in the world touch the hearts of mortals.

Walking on the road of practice, it was easy to be dark under the lights, and he almost walked farther and farther under the mentality of a monk.

Starting, stopping, walking and lying down are both practices, so swinging a sword to kill is also a practice, and there is no hindrance.

Purification in Taoism sounds like a pool of stagnant water, but it is not the case. The most important thing is to ask yourself on the road. You have to introspect every step of the way. Occasionally, you need to stop to wipe the dust of your mind, which is not easy.

A smile appeared on the corner of Zhang Wenfeng's mouth, and the invisible pressure on his whole body dissipated with the aroma of the flames.

After the meat was roasted, Xinyue finished her work and went to the nearby stream to wash her hands carefully with sand. The two of them sat on the stone by the fire to eat meat and chatted, talking and laughing.

The bloody ground like the Shura field is also very warm when illuminated by the fire.

The donkey munched boredly on the green grass on the side of the road, walked around to watch the wind, and kept thinking.

It was dawn, and the birds were chirping on the branches.

After resting, the two men held two bundles of leather. When they came to the stream, they used the accumulated rough sand to wipe and clean the remaining blood, meat, grease, etc. inside the leather. They would simply dry them in the sun without damaging the leather. quality.

It is no problem to store the leather in the storage space without time to deal with it for a period of time. There is no air in the space, so it will not easily rot, but the quality is somewhat damaged.

The donkey came running from the west end and shouted: "My Lord, there are people coming, five."

Zhang Wenfeng put the unfinished leather on the ground, talked to Xinyue, washed his hands and asked, "What do you think of their strength? Do you have any killing intent?"

The donkey didn't want to get close to Xinyue, who was barefoot and the hem of her skirt was stained with blood. The fox girl had a bloody smell that couldn't be washed off. It was a kind of smell left by peeling too many wolf skins. Its nose is too sharp, which is not a good thing.

"The men in the lead should be quite strong. They look very fierce, but they don't feel the killing intent. They are very cautious."

The donkey talked about his feelings for the viewer's reference.

Zhang Wenfeng washed his hands and wiped them on the hem of his robe. Last night when he fought with wolves, his robe was torn in many places, and a pair of cloth shoes were also wet and dirty. He considered making two pairs of straw sandals for Xin Yue and himself. It is convenient for climbing mountains and wading.

The two walked to the front of a pile of white skinned wolf carcasses. After waiting for a while, they saw five men wearing animal skins, carrying bows and arrows, and holding sharp spears coming from the west.

Seeing the scene under the hillside, the head of the burly man's bronze face changed color, and he raised his left hand.

The two behind quickly took the bow and arrow in their hands, and the other two picked up their spears.

Putting on a defensive posture, how dare you come closer.

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(End of this chapter)