"What happened?"
Zhang Changkong walked out of the carriage and was in a bad mood.
During this period of time, the vitality was thin, and on the road, I only occasionally encountered villages or cities where I could practice while resting at night. I basically didn’t practice at other times. When I came out, my eight-path mana was still eight-path, and there was basically no increase. After that, There may not be any trace of the ninth mana for a month or two, so it would be strange to be happy.
"Master Immortal, there is a group of wild beasts wandering on the road ahead," Wan Gong replied.
"In these days, I have encountered a lot of wild beasts. What is so special about these wild beasts?"
"This group of beasts is particularly well-decorated, and the leader is even bigger. I guess it may be a beast with the blood of ferocious beasts," Wan Gong said in a panic.
Having the bloodline of a ferocious beast means that combat prowess is no longer something that can be solved at the warrior stage. Wan Gong feels that although Zhang Changkong is an immortal master, he is only a newbie who has been practicing for a year, and his combat prowess may be about the same as him, so he is naturally a little flustered.
"Huh? Who are you to investigate?"
Zhang Changkong was a little surprised. How could they escape with their lives against such a beast?
You must know that ordinary beasts are very sensitive to breath, and beasts with the blood of ferocious beasts have all kinds of magical abilities, and some even have magic abilities.
"Hao Lei is in charge of investigating today."
"Call her over."
Zhang Changkong watched Wan Gong ride on horseback to greet the middle-aged woman. His expression remained unchanged and he walked to a deserted place. He didn't want Old Li Tou to hear too much, lest he think too much.
His mana has not increased much during this period, but his practice of "The Art of the Wind" has progressed by leaps and bounds. He started early and has now almost reached the stage of minor success, keeping up with the progress of "Mastery of Earth and Stone".
He could run when he encountered someone he couldn't beat. Even if he couldn't run, he still had four skeleton warriors who could at least buy him time to escape.
As for others, he has no control over them and can only take care of their own destiny.
"Master Immortal, Hao Lei is here."
Wan Gong and Hao Lei approached on horseback.
"Sir, I am Hao Lei." The middle-aged woman Hao Lei still had a look of fear on her face, but she could still remain calm.
"Tell me, what did you see?"
"Sir, at the corner three miles ahead, there is a group of about twenty tusked pigs. I took a look from a distance. Those tusked pigs are half the size of those we have seen before. He said that the leader was more than four meters tall when he stood and six to seven meters long..."
"Well, didn't those group of tusked pigs chase you?" Zhang Changkong asked. They had also encountered tusked pigs in the past half month. They were a kind of pig about two meters high, with four tusks exposed in the pig's mouth. It was very special. Be aggressive.
"No, they rest there or use it as a nest."
"Isn't this a mountain road? The mountain road is occupied by these beasts, and the nearby city won't deal with it?"
"Sir, this is just a road explored by hunters. Except for occasional people walking there, there are basically no people at other times." Wan Gong glanced at Zhang Changkong and said carefully.
Zhang Changkong was silent. He had deviated from the main road in order to take a shortcut. This was his decision.
"Can we take a detour?"
The mountain is so big that if there is no road, they will make a way out.
"It's not impossible to take a detour, it's just that the mountain road is difficult to walk, and even wildebeest can't walk in some places. We have to abandon the carriage, and" Wan Gong glanced at the ordinary people behind the team.
Zhang Changkong remained silent. Although he didn't pay much attention to ordinary people during this period, it didn't mean that he was cold-blooded.
"Is there any other way?"
Zhang Changkong asked.
"Here, you can go back to the main road. It will take about eight days to go back," Wan Gong said after hesitation.
Going back?
Zhang Changkong narrowed his eyes. This was impossible. When he encountered a group of pigs, he retreated. He didn't know what he would encounter later. If this happened again and again, wouldn't he have to spend three or two years on the road? What other kind of immortality does he cultivate?
"Okay, no need to say any more, I think we should kill those beasts. When we took the shortcut, I expected that it wouldn't go so smoothly," Zhang Changkong said firmly.
"Sir, we can't defeat you." Hao Lei's face finally turned a little pale.
"Yes, sir, if those tusked pigs charge, we are basically finished." Wan Gong was also a little panicked. What he was most afraid of were the fledgling immortal masters. Every year, the casualties among the warriors under these immortal masters were the heaviest. of.
"Set up camp on the spot. You go and make arrangements first. You can come to me later. I've made up my mind." Zhang Changkong ignored them and didn't bother to talk nonsense to them. They didn't care whether they believed in his strength or not. They have never taken action, no matter how much they talk, it is better to take direct action.
"grown ups……".
Wan Gong and Hao Lei anxiously wanted to say something.
"I said, I have made up my mind!"
Although Zhang Changkong looked like a young man, his cold expression made Wan Gong and the others dare not say anything more, so they could only ride on horseback to make arrangements in despair.
"snort"!
Zhang Changkong had long known that although these black-clothed warriors were very respectful to him along the way, what they respected was the identity of "immortal master" and the Xiangshan Sect. Normally, the five of them did not have a good look towards those mortals. Although There was no beating or scolding for his sake.
"They are all a bunch of idiots who fear power rather than virtue."
They are nominally required to obey Zhang Changkong's orders. If they don't obey, they will immediately violate Wan Zhufeng's rules. Not only them, but their family members will also become sinners.
Of course, Zhang Changkong is not afraid that they will be deceived by lard, mainly because his own strength exceeds the five of them. If those five people have slightly different intentions, he is confident that they will be executed on the spot within a quarter of an hour, and he will never let anyone escape. , "The Art of the Wind" is so confident in approaching small achievements.
Zhang Changkong returned to the carriage and briefly sorted out the four sets of skeletons.
After a while, Wan Gong and five men in black came over. Zhang Changkong took a look and found that none of them looked very good. Some were sad and angry, some had dull eyes, and some were trembling.
Even though no one showed a determined look, Zhang Changkong thought they had the confidence to betray the Xiangshan Sect. Sure enough, being assigned to him, a member of the Wanzhu Peak gang, showed that these five people were just mediocre among the Wanzhu Peak warriors. , even if he believed that there would be no chance of death, he still did not have the courage to give it a try.
"You take these four sets of skeletons and come with me!"
Zhang Changkong gave an order and mounted his rarely ridden wildebeest mount.
When Wan Gong and the other five saw the four sets of skeletons, there was a slight fluctuation in their eyes. They had been in Wan Zhu Peak for so long, and they knew a thing or two about the methods of some immortal masters, especially the skeleton warriors refined by the "Secret Skeleton Technique" , especially the standard method of the Xiangshan Sect Immortal Master.
There is a small hill, downwind of the Tusker Pig, that Zhang Changkong and the six of them deliberately went around.
Zhang Changkong is watching.
Although Zhang Changkong decided to kill those beasts, he did not rush forward all at once.
Is he a human or not a beast? If he is not strong enough and smart enough, how can he be beaten to death by a pig if he is so smart? He didn't believe it himself.
After watching for a while, Zhang Changkong found that the tusked pig that was suspected to be the leader was sleeping soundly in a shady mountain stream, and there were some tusked pigs walking around outside.
Most of the ordinary tusked pigs are three meters tall, except for some piglets.
Zhang Changkong looked at this situation a little strange, and for a moment he couldn't think about how to take down these beasts. It's possible for you, a fanged pig, to awaken the blood of a ferocious beast and mutate into a leader. Your entire family has mutated into "elite monsters". "No one believed it.
A strange light flashed in Zhang Changkong's eyes. When something goes wrong, there must be a monster. This is often accompanied by chance.
Zhang Changkong was slightly excited. You bunch of pigs dared to steal the opportunity. This is because morality is not matched. It seems that you are willing to die.
"Sir, what should we do?"
