The name of Baihu Mountain comes from a third-level lower-grade white-fronted tiger with an eye-catching look. This demon tiger was so powerful that it killed many foundation-building monks not long after it advanced to the next level.
This attracted the attention of Master Yunjianshan Danjie. In the end, the demon tiger was killed and the demon pill became the raw material of the foundation building pill.
But this mountain has been called White Tiger Mountain since then. The mountain range has a radius of 30,000 miles and is extremely vast. There are a large number of monsters living there, including the descendants of the eye-catching white-fronted tiger.
In the following hundreds of years, no third-level monsters appeared in Baihu Mountain, but no one could guarantee that there would really be no more monsters advancing deep in this vast mountain range.
Going into the mountains frequently to hunt is the best way to prevent second-level monsters from advancing.
A few days later, more than a hundred monks from the three major foundation-building families arrived at Baihu Mountain.
According to the previously discussed plan, the three families were separated by five hundred miles and hunted monsters separately. Once they found something they couldn't handle, they would contact the other two families in a timely manner.
In order to increase the chance of discovering monsters, monks from each family must act in groups or even act alone.
Although there are many monsters in Baihu Mountain, they are also widely distributed. It is normal not to find a single monster within ten miles.
"Everyone search separately and be sure to pay attention to safety."
Ximen Rende flew into the air with his sword, and loudly warned the tribesmen. He lowered his head and looked at several direct descendants: "Changqing, Changfeng will be with your third uncle, and Changge will be with your father."
After saying that, he walked with his sword and searched for monsters from high altitude.
The second brother Ximen Changfeng was adopted by his second uncle Ximen Yunsong. Similarly, the third brother Ximen Changge also came from the mortal world. Because he possessed the seventh-grade water spirit root, he was adopted by his fourth uncle Ximen Yunfei and became his direct descendant.
Family monks who can be adopted as direct descendants are all highly qualified and have great hope of building a foundation in the future. If they die unexpectedly, it will be a heavy loss for the family, so it is normal to give them more care.
"Changfeng, Changqing, follow your uncle closely and let's go." Ximen Yunlong grinned, used his light body technique, and ran quickly in one direction.
Ximen Changqing and his second brother looked at each other and quickly followed.
Baihu Mountain is a vast territory with many trees, many of which are spiritual trees. However, the monks are not very interested in the low-value flood-level spiritual trees and grass.
Ximen Changqing, who was running all the way, found more than a dozen flood-grade tung oil spiritual trees, which can be used to make spiritual charcoal, and also found a piece of flood-grade spiritual grass.
Ximen Yunlong was very fast. He did it on purpose, just to see if his two nephews could keep up.
"Oh! Yes, the two boys can keep up, especially Chang Qing, which surprises the third uncle."
Ximen Yunlong was very satisfied with the performance of his two nephews. Ximen Changfeng was at the seventh level of Qi training, while Ximen Changqing was only at the fifth level.
"Third uncle, it's important to search for monsters. We've traveled more than ten miles and haven't even seen the shadow of monsters. How about we search separately?" Ximen Changqing suggested.
"No, you guys lack experience in hunting monsters. If something unexpected happens, how can I tell the clan leader to follow him honestly?"
Ximen Yunlong politely rejected this reasonable suggestion.
"Third uncle is too underestimated. I am not a child, and I have never hunted monsters before. I just killed a first-order mid-grade water rhinoceros a few months ago."
Ximen Changqing retorted unconvinced.
"You are the only one hunting the first-order mid-level water rhinoceros?"
"How dare Changqing lie to Third Uncle and hunt down more than a dozen first-order low-grade monsters in the mountains behind Qingyang Mountain?"
"Third Uncle, I also think Chang Qing is right. It would be too slow for three people to search together. They should be fine if they are three to five miles apart. Just contact them in time if you find the monster."
Ximen Changfeng didn't want to be looked down upon. He was already in the advanced stage of Qi training, and he was not a child. He also had life-saving cards. If he didn't encounter a second-level monster, he would at least be able to escape.
"You guys, you really have strong wings. Remember, if you find a monster, you must inform me in time.
These are the child and mother sensing talismans. You can each take a child talisman so that I can know your location. "
Ximen Yunlong agreed angrily, he also wanted to discover the monster as soon as possible.
The two of them happily took the child talismans of the mother-child induction talisman and went in two directions.
Baihu Mountain is a dangerous place, and second-level monsters may appear. Ximen Changqing does not dare to be careless. He holds the second-level low-grade water shield talisman in his hand and activates it immediately if needed.
Hundreds of miles away, in a small valley, Ximen Rendeqi looked a little pale. He hunted and killed a second-level low-grade one-horned green bull by himself.
This demonic bull was so powerful that it cost him a lot of energy, and 70% of his Dantian spiritual energy and true energy was consumed.
He sat down cross-legged, swallowed a spirit-restoring pill, and slowly restored his spiritual power. As long as he could handle it himself, he would not invite helpers.
The monster materials obtained in this way belong to the Ximen family and do not need to be shared with others.
Hunting a second-level low-grade monster consumes only one Spirit Recovery Pill, which is definitely a big profit. However, not every time you hunt a monster, you will have such good luck, and losses are also common.
Ximen Changqing was cautious all the way, raising his vigilance to the highest level, and took out the first-order high-grade demon wolf puppet beast as his pathfinder.
With the puppet beast around, your safety will be greatly improved, and you can have the puppet beast in front of you when encountering monsters.
"There's something evil about it."
A cave was found not far ahead, and demonic aura floated out of the cave. Ximen Changqing would not take risks with unknown demonic beasts.
He controlled the demon wolf puppet beast to enter the cave, at least to find out what level the opponent was. If he couldn't handle it, he would send the message to the third uncle. If he could handle it, he would hunt it himself.
"Roar……"
Angry roars came from the cave, and a first-level high-grade long-tusked pig attacked the demon wolf puppet beast.
As the controller, Ximen Changqing can sense the situation in the cave through the puppet beast. Seeing that there is only one first-level high-grade long-tusked pig, he is relieved. He attacks with the puppet beast and destroys this monster beast with no problem.
"Forbidden God Cloud Mist Technique, start."
Rushing into the cave, Ximen Changqing directly released his trump card, and the diffuse clouds and mist filled the entire cave.
The tusked pig's vision and consciousness have lost their function, and the only thing that can sense the surrounding situation is hearing.
"Roar……"
The angry long-tusked pig ran around in the cave, trying to find the intruder, but couldn't find anything and seemed even more impatient.
Ximen Changqing smiled coldly, released the puppet beast to fight with the long-tusked pig, and at the same time raised a black iron heavy sword.
"cut……"
He made a secret with one hand, and the black iron heavy sword shone with spiritual light, slashing at the long-tusked pig with lightning speed.
Due to the limited consciousness of the long-tusked pig, the sounds in the cave were also somewhat distorted. When it noticed movement in front of it, the black iron heavy sword had penetrated the long-tusked pig's left eye and hit its head directly. It screamed and died.
"What a stupid pig."
Ximen Changqing's mouth was filled with pride.
