Taoist chanting

Chapter 390 Some doomsdays can't be avoided
Climbing mountains and ridges every day, looking for places to bury pots and cook food, organizing hunting patrols for young and strong indigenous people, the tedious and laborious chores are arranged by several leaders of more than [-] people, Zhang Wenfeng is quite relieved.

He just needs to be careful not to let wild animals and monsters sneak up on the extremely long queue, and try not to die on the way.

When the Biyifeng barbarian used to rob people, he didn't care about the prisoners' injuries. He flew there after more than an hour wrapped in witchcraft, and didn't care much even if half of them died.

Those men who had been trained by the Manshen's teachings were basically ruined.

Among the surviving group of people, only a few leaders knew some basic witchcraft, picked some herbs, and boiled their companions to treat headaches, brain fever and diarrhea during their rest.

Lacking enough to eat and traveling hard, he could not walk fifty miles a day.

Zhang Wenfeng took out all the dry food, dried meat, salt, seasonings, etc. he had hoarded in the Nawu space, added the hunting income of the young and strong indigenous people, mixed with wild vegetables and boiled broth to make a paste, which was better than eating three months behind Biyi Peak. Much better.

The two green weavers who hide in their collars all day are actually not low in cultivation, and they have a second-level cultivation in the outside world.

It's just that they are too small, and the monster power they can hold in their bodies is relatively limited. Moreover, they are not ordinary timid. They only get out from under their collars at night, to get some air, and jump around on the leaves and grass outside to relax.

They witnessed Zhang Guanzhu taking out food and feeding it to the stinking mortals, gathering all the injured, weak and sick, using the green mist secret method to treat them, and discussing the walking route with the mortal leader every day. Follow Zhang Guanzhu to fly slowly in the air to guard.

They can understand why Guanzhu Zhang, who has cultivated to the third level, does these thankless things, just like they treat all the bugs and plants in the secret realm that are not enlightened.

It is also a way of practice to develop from instinct, the foundation of one's body.

For the human monks they choose to follow, they have a more sympathetic recognition.

Tu Kun Piaofei was at the bottom a few miles behind him. He lay in the air with his eyes closed and his head in his hands every day. Except for chatting with Guanzhu Zhang, he didn't pay attention to the mortals on the ground. Obstructing the sight of the high sky and light clouds, there is a light wind below him to support the team to walk slowly.

Ignore the affairs of the world, look like a fairy.

In addition to being shabby, the clothes are a bit dirty.

After eight days of trekking, I almost got out of Luobaoling. For the remaining two days, there were no mountains and high mountains in the way. There were only a few undulating hills and ridges in sight, and most of them were flat land of gravel, weeds and shrubs. The beggar-like beggar-like crowd listened to the leader's encouragement, and finally there was a lot of uneven joy.

When the sun was setting, the team gathered on a high ground. Several leaders assigned people to hunt, dig wild vegetables, carry water, bury pots for cooking and other daily tasks. Most of the rest went to the nearby hills to cut down trees and build a simple and short The frame of the wooden shed is not covered with thatch, but the animal skins they carry in their bags are covered, and they are fastened with hemp ropes to prevent sudden heavy rain at night, and they will get sick due to the raw rain.

People with experience in wild survival know this common sense, not to mention they have survived in the wild for so many years.

If it were not because of the rain on the road, it was difficult to walk, and the trip was delayed for two days, they had already arrived at the place.

For Zhang Wenfeng, this time of day is a rare leisure time. He and Tu Kun sat cross-legged on the cleared mountain rocks, sitting on the coffee table, cooking tea and chatting.

After getting to know each other for so many days, the two green weavers flew down their shoulders and frolicked among the vegetation within ten feet of them.

Although the outside world lacks wood energy, there is no threat of invisible yang evil energy. In fact, they are quite satisfied. As long as they can guard against the annoying natural enemy, Yingying Jingmei, and find a site large enough for them to survive, they must return to the secret realm and kill all the sisters. Advise to move out.

Of course, they have to look more, after all, it is related to the life and death of the sisters in the secret territory, and the continuation of the incense is a major event.

The burning clouds dyed the sky and the earth red, and the gorgeous beauty made the two elves mesmerized.

How can there be such a shocking natural scenery in the secret area?
Tu Kun and Zhang Wenfeng suddenly looked up to the west, and there were three small dots flying towards the sky at a very fast speed. The two looked at each other, and they could see each other's surprise. It was Wu Xiu who came, and the aura exuded by one of them made them palpitate .

"It was a fourth-tier guardian who was left behind by the Wu family when they fled to Great Liang."

Tu Kun simply transmitted the voice, among them was the old man in black holding a bone stick that he met last time, so he knew that good people would not come, and those who came were not good, and he was the guy who deliberately troubled them.

Fei got up and looked around, even if they left behind all the burdens of mortals, they would not be able to escape the other party's pursuit, his strength is far from recovered, otherwise a guy like this who doesn't have many years of life can just shoot die.

It seems that they killed Biyi Peak's barbarian gods and ruined a certain aspect of Daliang Wuxiu's major affairs. These guys deliberately asked the fortune-tellers to spare no effort to calculate their whereabouts and intercept them to vent their anger.

Zhang Wenfeng waved his hands and sent a brief call for help to Xie Hufa in Zhoucheng.

He is in the wild, and far away water cannot save near fire, so he can only find a way to consume it first, hoping to find a glimmer of life, otherwise even if he has a stone figurine to replace the dead ghost, he can die twice, and he will be killed by the other party for the first time three times.

I don't know if his face is bigger than the washbasin, or because of his bad luck, Wu Xiu actually dispatched a fourth-tier guardian who didn't have a few years of life to deal with them.

It's a big battle, I can't afford them.

"Don't follow, hide quickly! Don't let them discover your existence!"

Zhang Wenfeng urgently sent voice transmissions to the two frightened little guys, and assigned the task of voice transmission to the mountain badger flying down the mountain to let it guard the mortals here. So what if it is hardened?

There are two big realms separated, how to fight and how to die.

He and Tukun can still compete a little bit, especially Tukun, who used to be a fifth-level monster, has a few methods that can threaten the fourth-level witch cultivator. He is not a vegetarian. I want to poke a few blood holes in that shameless old guy.

He flew north with Tu Kun, and quickly deduced the next battle in his mind.

There is no helplessness and blame.

The doom that should come cannot be avoided, cannot be avoided.

Only face!

The two of them landed on a small hill seven or eight miles away, and they were surrounded on three sides by Wuxiu's guards, an old man holding a bone staff, and a middle-aged man in a red robe.

The old-fashioned guardian stood guard in the northeast direction, with white hair like snow, folds on his face, and an unconcealable death energy overflowing from his body. Slightly nodded and smiled:
"This deal is not a loss. A third-order earth spirit and a kid in the free environment are worth the old man's hand."

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(End of this chapter)