Haoyuan grass!
Yang Zhen felt excited. After working for several days, she finally had a hard dish.
All harvests from this small world adventure will be counted by the sect. Most of them belong to the disciple, and some valuable and rare items will be handed over to the sect, and then a certain amount of contribution points will be rewarded.
Among them, the reward of Haoyuan Grass is 50,000 contribution points.
According to private rumors, if someone finds the Haoyuan Grass, Master Tan of the Demon Suppression Hall will receive an additional reward, which is worth a lot of money!
Even if these rewards are put aside, Yang Zhen also wants to keep a share of this kind of spiritual grass that can affect the advancement of the golden elixir in the bluestone space.
The young man was very excited, but unfortunately he couldn't fly on Mount Panzi, and the ravine was more than a hundred feet long, so he could only climb over it from the bottom of the valley.
He had just taken two steps forward when he suddenly stopped and listened.
From the corner of the cliff on the right, there was a faint voice shouting:
"Help! Is there anyone? Help!"
The sound got closer and closer, and after a while, a man in khaki robes appeared in sight.
The man was thin, with regular features and an ordinary appearance. There were several blue stripes on the edge of his robe.
This is a monk from the Song Dynasty. Song is a vassal state of Liang, so the color of the clothes is the same as that of Liang. The only difference is the stripes on the edges.
The man saw Yang Zhen from a distance, with ecstasy on his face. He yelled, "Fellow Taoist, help me!" and rushed towards him.
Behind the man, dust was flying, water mist was splashing, and the sound of rumbling was endless, as if there were thousands of troops galloping.
Yang Zhen looked intently and faintly saw some black objects as big as watermelon balls in the gray fog, shining like black iron and moving quickly on the ground.
Iron jerboa!
The whole body is as tough as a piece of hard iron, invulnerable to water and fire, and its ability to withstand beatings is even stronger than that of an iron-backed silver wolf!
The upper and lower teeth are like saws, and they can chew through even fine iron.
The jumping distance is tens of feet, and the height is also ten feet——
Iron jerboa!
This monster is very difficult to deal with, especially since it is a gregarious monster that appears in dozens or hundreds every time.
No wonder this man wanted to run away.
Looking at the surging monsters, Yang Zhen frowned. Without asking, this person led the monsters towards her. He was obviously uneasy and well-intentioned!
He immediately took out his sun-chasing bow, bent the bow and nocked an arrow, and yelled: "Stop whoever comes! If you come closer, don't blame the arrows for being ruthless!"
The man was stunned and looked at Yang Zhen carefully. When he saw that she was a disciple of the first level of Foundation Establishment, he felt relieved and a trace of contempt flashed in his eyes.
His footsteps did not stop at all, and he laughed loudly and said: "This brother of Xu State, have you forgotten the oath to enter the mountain?"
Before entering the small world, all the monks jointly swore not to attack each other. Although this man led the iron jerboa here, he was running for his life and did not take action. If Yang Zhen used a bow and arrow against him, it would be a violation of her oath.
Yang Zhen hesitated for a moment, and the man ran forward another hundred feet in an instant, and was no more than thirty feet away from him.
Suddenly, the man let out a long roar, and his body was turned around like a fallen leaf by the wind, and he was already moving to the left.
Several demon rats continued to chase him, but they saw this man floating crookedly in the air and flying towards the ridge on the opposite side.
An iron jerboa scurried to the bottom of the ditch, jumped up suddenly, but was only a few feet away from him. Some also jumped from the mountain ridge here. The first two were about to pounce on the man, but saw the man pull out a sword and chop with all his strength. The sword collided with the demon rat, and several sparks burst out.
The demon rat roared unwillingly and was knocked down to the bottom of the ditch by this man.
Staggering, he arrived at the other side of the ravine.
Yang Zhen once tested that in Panshan Mountain, she could not fly more than ten feet high, and the maximum distance was one hundred feet. However, this man flew more than 150 feet while being fifteen or sixty feet above the ground. It was obvious that his cultivation level was much higher than his own.
After the man arrived at the other side, he temporarily got rid of the pursuit of the iron jerboa, and couldn't help laughing and feeling proud!
"Brother Xu Guo, these beasts are just for you, haha!"
After saying that, he turned around and left, suddenly saying "Huh" with ecstasy in his voice.
Yang Zhen's heart skipped a beat and she shouted loudly: "Stop, that's what I discovered!"
The man chuckled and said, "Little brother, you are being unreasonable. It was obviously me who saw it! Everyone has sworn an oath not to rob!"
"Besides, in the later stages of foundation building, my cultivation is far better than yours. Even if there is a dispute, you have to let me go, right? Haha!"
He looked towards Yang Zhen and became more and more proud as he spoke:
"Little brother, you should take care of yourself first and think about how to escape from the mouth of the demon rat! Hahaha!"
Amid laughter, he leaned over and pulled out the two Haoyuan Grasses and walked away.
He didn't think the other party could survive the siege of a group of iron jerboas. It's important to take advantage of this time and leave quickly, lest the demon rat continue to look for him after eating this person.
Yang Zhen was furious, but at this time, he was surrounded by a group of iron jerboas and could not escape.
In this case, let’s take action on you beasts first!
The young man was furious, but his attacks were not chaotic at all. Although the iron jerboa is stronger than iron and difficult to destroy, it is still made of flesh and blood. If one uses skillful energy and uses the method of hitting a cow from across the mountain to shatter the internal organs of these monsters, the same effect of killing them can be achieved.
Yang Zhen's figure was like electricity, and her fists were like iron balls, hitting the jerboa back and forth, causing repeated shocks. After four or five punches, the demon rat staggered, collapsed to the ground, and could no longer move.
Less than half an hour later, all the demon rats were wiped out.
There were six second-level iron jerboas among them, and he used the power of the Destroying Staff six times to kill them one by one.
After the battle, his whole body was covered in scars, and there were even bloody holes the size of fingertips in several places on his waist and abdomen, which looked extremely terrifying.
The cassock on his body has long been turned into rags.
After another half an hour, Yang Zhen finished her breath adjustment and meditation, replenished the consumed mana, put on a new set of robes, and finally recovered as before.
But at this moment, when I looked around, was there any trace of that man?
…
This battle with the iron jerboa was not fruitless for Yang Zhen.
He finally got his bearings.
There is a record in the jade slip: "At the foot of Qilin Mountain, there is a demon rat that can jump up to ten feet..."
Yang Zhen suspected that the mountain range she was in might be the Qilin Mountain recorded in the jade slips.
Later, he recalled the route he took and carefully compared it with Qilin Mountain on the map. With the preconceptions in mind, the work was relatively simple. After some comparison, I finally found similar landforms.
He, Zhao Yue'er, Zixue and others agreed to meet somewhere in the center of Panxi Mountain ten days later. At this time, it was estimated from the map that it was about a thousand miles away.
There are more than seven days left, and traveling 150 miles every day is not a problem for the monks.
What made him dumbfounded was that the journey he had taken in the past few days was completely in the opposite direction, and he had to return the same way.
Then let’s go!
He tidied up, turned around, and walked back the way he came.
Half an hour later, the sound of fierce fighting came from the front.
