Wang Jingzhu stepped forward, pulled up a plant, followed Long Zhengjie's example, patted off the soil, pulled off a purple ling bean pod, pinched it open, and looked at the fruit inside.
It’s just peanuts!
The particles and shape are exactly the same as peanuts.
Wang Jingzhu thought to herself: Purple spirit beans and peanuts are roughly the same as spiritual rice and rice. One has spirit and the other has no spirit.
Since it cannot be used as medicine and can only be used as food, the price of purple beans is not high and not many people grow them.
The Wentian Sect was planted in the Forest of Ten Thousand Demons, and it should be used to feed small demons such as mountain rats.
Long Zhengjie pulled out a few plants and then stopped. "Purple spirit beans are of no use to cultivation, they just taste okay,"
Long Zhengjie pointed out the purple beans just because he wanted Wang Jingzhu to have a taste, and had no intention of including these purple beans in his income.
But Wang Jingzhu wanted to dig it up.
"Dig them all, just leave two plants for seeding! It's so delicious! I like eating it!" Wang Jingzhu said and started to eat.
After Si Yunshang tasted one, he also shouted: "It's delicious! I like it too!"
The children all came to pull the peanuts, collect the purple spirit bean pods, remove the mud lumps, and clean the purple spirit bean pods with the dust-cleaning technique.
Everyone worked hard for a while and harvested most of the purple beans in woven bags.
The smell of blood wafted over.
Wang Jingzhu moved the reconnaissance vehicle out, conducted reconnaissance for a while, refreshed the reconnaissance map on his notebook, and then put the reconnaissance vehicle into the ring.
The result of the reconnaissance vehicle's reconnaissance was that there was no danger around and no one was fighting.
After making sure it was safe, Wang Jingzhu allowed the children to walk in the direction where the smell of blood came from.
There are monster remains scattered around, and the scene is extremely bloody, making it scarier than a horror movie.
The hunters dissected the monsters, took away the valuable monster materials, and returned the useless remains to nature.
The fur of this monster was probably very valuable, and it was stripped off.
Wang Jingzhu felt extremely uncomfortable in her stomach. The hunter had made the scene so disgusting.
Children like Long Zhengjie are used to it.
Long Zhengjie also used his flying sword to pick at the remains, and said regretfully: "Where are the king-level monsters? It's a pity that they were cleaned up too cleanly. We can't even catch the dregs."
Wang Jingzhu asked: "Long Twenty-four, can you identify what kind of monster this is?"
"It's the Snowwing Tiger! Even though they took away its head and wings, I can still recognize it!" Long Zhengjie said firmly.
Bai Xiaoxiao exclaimed: "The Snow Winged Tiger is a king-level monster! I don't know which senior brother killed it, it's so powerful!"
The bloodline level of monster beasts determines their growth.
The combat power of king-level monsters will be infinitely close to that of Nascent Soul monks when they reach adulthood; if they continue to practice, there is hope of overcoming the tribulation and ascending to the next level.
Wang Jingzhu looked around. Judging from the fallen grass, broken tree trunks, and burnt earth pits, there should be several people surrounding this king-level monster. Some of the hunters must have been injured, and there was blood at the scene that did not belong to monsters.
"Ouch!" Long Zhengjie, who was picking up the wreckage with his flying sword, suddenly screamed and jumped far away.
In the pile of flesh and blood, something was moving. A slight arching motion, if you don't pay close attention, you won't notice it.
Wang Jingzhu used the barrel of the ice pick gun to slowly open up the pile of flesh and blood, revealing two pink meat dumplings the size of mice.
These are two Snowwing cubs.
The limbs and brain are fully developed, but the skin is so thin that it is almost transparent. All the internal organs under the skin are clearly visible.
These are two pre-term cubs.
The beast mother should have tried her best to protect them during the battle. They were not dead or injured.
The hunters should have cut these two little guys out when they were extracting useful materials from the monster beasts.
The hunters did not take action against them and just left them here to fend for themselves.
The fierce battle between the hunters and the beast mother also scared away the surrounding monsters, so no monsters came to harm them.
Bai Xiaoxiao was crying. "How pitiful. They won't survive."
If you don't have a full term, you won't be able to survive.
Even if they are full-term, in this Forest of Ten Thousand Monsters, two cubs that have lost the protection of their mother will only become refreshments for other monsters.
"Should I say you are unlucky or lucky?" Wang Jingzhu sighed, flipped his palm and took out a suitcase.
The upper half of the suitcase is a transparent glass box; the lower half is a sealed box, with several wire tubes connecting the upper and lower parts.
The box has its own battery power source.
This is a small animal breeding incubator specially equipped by Special Affairs 11 for Wang Jingzhu’s trip.
They originally hoped that Wang Jingzhu could capture a few demonic beasts alive for them to study, but Wang Jingzhu directly refused because of her lack of ability.
The destructive power of monsters is too great. Wang Jingzhu does not plan to have close contact with live monsters before he learns how to use the beast cage.
The next best thing, Special Affairs Department 11 prepared this for Wang Jingzhu. He said that if he found any cubs while hunting monsters, he would pick them up and raise them.
Unexpectedly, I actually used it.
Wang Jingzhu opened the incubator according to the operating procedures, and the indicator light came on.
She used the dust purification technique to clean the incubator again, carefully lifted up the two small things with her spiritual power, and gently placed them on the soft mat inside the transparent box.
Long Zhengjie asked: "Miss Wang, is there anything special about this box?"
Wang Jingzhu said: "This is an incubator, a sterile environment. They are just like in the mother's belly."
Two cups of spiritual spring water at a suitable temperature were mixed with baby milk powder and fed to them in small bottles. Driven by the instinct of survival, the two Snowwing tiger cubs sucked greedily.
After feeding, close the lid again. Turn on blue light exposure.
Bai Xiaoxiao and Yun Lan looked interesting and volunteered to help take care of it.
Wang Jingzhu gave the glove box to her and the two of them to take care of.
Wang Jingzhu released the reconnaissance vehicle every once in a while, started it for half an hour, refreshed the distribution map of monsters and elixirs, and then put it away.
Perfectly avoiding the path of big monsters.
As for the little monster.
As long as the number was small, Long Zhengjie would organize everyone to surround and kill them without Wang Jingzhu's orders.
When Wang Jingzhu was unable to defeat the children, he manipulated Ziyan to help.
Ziyan flew over and added a sword. Good luck and eat the monster tonight.
During the break, Wang Jingzhu took out the RV again.
Everyone gets in the car and repairs.
The lifeless RV, covered in jungle camouflage green, is placed in the woods, almost invisible.
Normally, even if the little demon jumped over from the RV, he wouldn't be able to find Wang Jingzhu and the others.
While the Wentian Sect disciples were fighting to the death, Wang Jingzhu's collection team was leisurely and leisurely, fighting at most three or five times a day, easily and calmly.
"Miss Wang!" A ray of light flew down, and a pretty female disciple hugged a male disciple and stopped in front of Wang Jingzhu.
The female disciple knelt down as soon as she spoke.
"Please Miss Wang, please take the body of my senior brother Wen Yu out of the Forest of Ten Thousand Demons!"
After the trial is over, the Forest of Ten Thousand Demons will be closed pending its recovery.
The disciples who guard the secret realm of the Ten Thousand Monster Forest can only adjust the territory of the monsters from the outside, or release some small monsters or sow elixir seeds. They must not enter it again without the permission of the leader.
The sect will not collect the bodies of disciples who died in the Forest of Ten Thousand Demons. This is also a consistent rule.
The relics of the dead disciples will become the treasures of the next trial disciples.
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