Huhu——
The wind direction in the dense forest is unpredictable.
Various poisonous mist overlapped together, filled with strange colors.
Huhuhu——
Ling Yao looked far to the northeast, and the swarm of poisonous spotted fire toads that were moving at high speed quickly approached them.
For them, humans who suddenly break into the depths of the jungle are also delicious prey.
The hunting team in the Liuchuan Forest Area is not so much "hunting" as it is "competing" with various monsters living in the jungle for the right to survive here.
Here, it is difficult for tribes to form a group, and competition for resources between humans and monsters, or even between humans, often breaks out. Coupled with the special environment that is conducive to the survival of monsters, weak humans are even slightly at a disadvantage in front of monsters.
The weak eat the strong, the fittest survive, and the one who survives is the winner. This is an everlasting law in the Liuchuan Forest Area.
But it's a pity that this time, these poison-spotted fire toads obviously made a mistake.
——These targets they have locked are also eyeing them, and have more powerful power.
And the consequence of making a mistake is death.
Of course, for Ling Yao, there was nothing appreciative or skillful about this hunting hunt.
In addition to the ugly and oozing fire toads that weakened the beauty of the battle, the hunting team of a group of rough men gesturing left and right with spears and knives, and swinging their axes and hammers up and down was really nothing to watch.
Although the members of the hunting team also cooperated with each other, to a person like Ling Yao who came from a sect, it was really like children holding hands and playing house.
After all, the teamwork he has been exposed to within the sect, whether it is the rationality of division of labor or the level of tacit understanding, is many times better than these people.
However, the Rukawa area is still a middle-class tribe with no name like Anqi, so it is not bad to have such a level. He didn't have much hope at first.
And looking at Lou Chuanyang's command level, if he is given a regular army, he might be able to make some waves.
In comparison, Ling Linhan's performance was much "better".
Although brats really deserve a beating sometimes, they really have nothing to say about fighting.
In the past, he used punches to hit the flesh, and his set of Five Elements Boxing was powerful and had a natural rhythm;
Now in Rukawa, in order to avoid direct contact with potentially poisonous monsters, he began to use short weapons such as daggers as weapons, and surprisingly he danced with the same vigor and flexibility.
Hmm... Shenlong Academy has probably never seen anyone use this set of short sword skills. It seems to be the legacy of Patriarch Tianxin.
The portable Kung Fu Hall and the like are really enviable to people like him who have been saving merit points for more than half a year before switching to a new set of sword techniques.
It's the brat's fierce technique of raising and lowering the knife with both hands. Thinking back to four years ago... Ling Yao still felt that the "protagonist" should be changed to another actor.
The hunting team was well prepared this time, and no one was injured, so they easily captured this large wave of poisonous spotted fire toads.
This is undoubtedly a good start for this hunting trip.
What's more, they suffered a terrible defeat at the hands of Ling Yao some time ago, and now that they have won, they feel quite proud.
The aftermath of the prey carcasses was delayed for a while, and then there were some issues regarding the distribution of trophies that needed to be discussed in detail within their hunting team.
In this way, Ling Yao was naturally not in a hurry to get down from the tree, and simply stayed high to watch the wind.
From the Yanshan Canyon where Anqizhai is located to the place where Dao Jinwen and his party were in danger, even walking the straight-line distance would take about four days.
It would take another day to reach the Thousand Poison Spider King's lair.
However, due to the chaotic situation in the Rukawa area and the confidentiality of this trip, their route will avoid the territories of other tribes as much as possible.
Therefore, even though they have been walking for more than two days now, they have only traveled a quarter of the total distance.
As for the direction that Dao Jinwen and his party were walking in, about half a month further down the road, they would reach their original destination - the sphere of influence of the Temple of the God King.
And that Temple of the God King...according to the commentators, that is where the boss of the Rukawa Forest Area is located, and the "author" tries his best to get the "protagonist" to go there.
As "the protagonist's best friend", "a strong foreign aid to the protagonist's camp in this dungeon", "a tear-jerking gloomy handsome man with responsible looks in nearly a hundred chapters", "either following the protagonist to the peak of life and being grateful to the protagonist for the rest of his life," he Blocking the knife for the protagonist and dying vigorously made the protagonist cry heartbrokenly"...
Wait, wait! Ling Yao was a little unsteady after listening to the comments made by the servants.
It turns out that even if he temporarily goes to the "protagonist camp", is there such an ending that he dies because of the protagonist? ? ?
He couldn't think of a scenario where that brat Ling Linhan would cry because of his fart, right?
That guy is obviously the type who will look up to the sky and laugh three times, kick over his own tombstone, and then dance on his grave! !
……wrong! I've led you astray! I won’t die!
Cough, take it. Anyway, a mere Thousand Poison Spider King was definitely not the purpose of his all the way to Ruchuan.
Now that he has come, of course he has to hold on to the lap of Ling Linhan, the son of great fortune and destiny, take advantage of the opportunity, and simply advance to the Pure Phase Realm in one go.
Moreover, the Shenwang Temple in Rukawa contains all good things, so he can make some money if he can.
It would definitely be worthwhile for him to take a good look at this road now.
"Brother Yao! What are you looking at up there! We have to leave!"
Huo Hongchuan's voice brought Ling Yao back to his senses. As he shouted, many people's eyes also focused on him.
“The scenery is nice.”
Ling Yao was thinking about random things in his mind, but he was not embarrassed when faced with the questions. He stepped on the intertwined branches lightly and freely, and landed on the ground in two or two, with a graceful and free movement.
Although the men in the hunting team said something about "Yao Lin" being "pretentious" like an outsider and "playing with those dazzling and useless things all day long", in their hearts they couldn't figure out how to envy him. Learn to show off, and you will be so greedy that your dreams will fall off.
"There are no high-level monsters around, and there are no other tribes around. The road in the next few days should be relatively easy to walk."
Ling Yao dusted off the non-existent dust on his body, turned to Lou Chuanyang and said,
"But further away, there is a piece of purple mist, which should be the territory of the Purple-feathered Terrorclaw. I'm afraid we can't get around it."
Of course, he just said that and had no intention of discussing countermeasures with Lou Chuanyang, so he just fell behind the team.
Others are used to it. Anyway, everyone now knows that "Yao Lin" has a "weird temper". He doesn't like to talk about the past and he always has a bad look on his face.
When this person is not doing business, he will look down upon you when he says something to you, and this sentence will probably make people choke.
"Experts", the weirder the temper, the more mysterious and powerful they appear. Doing this way saves you a lot of trouble in concealing your identity.
In contrast, it's no wonder that Lou Chuanyang and Chang Shan thought that Ling Yao's true feelings were revealed when he drank too much that night.
However, after hearing the name of the Purple-feathered Terrorclaw, the originally cheerful atmosphere in the hunting team obviously dimmed.
Obviously, this purple-feathered terror bird blocking the road has quite a reputation.
"I knew it was time to move that big wing, but I didn't expect it to end up here this year. Now it's going to be a little troublesome."
One of the team members sighed with a grimace. Ling Yao glanced at him. It was Chang Shan who had previously watched the school show in the high pavilion with Lou Chuanyang.
"Did Dao Jinwen move here after he was captured? The kid who escaped at that time didn't say anything about their encounter with the Dea Claw."
Yuan Xiaofeng didn't look too good either. Seeing Ling Linhan's doubts, he explained:
"The purple-feathered terror claw is also a constant scourge in our Yanshan area. Although it is not poisonous, it has a violent temper, extremely powerful attacks, and is always elusive, making it very difficult to catch.
"If we hadn't dodged him on the way and provoked him, that guy would have followed us and kept attacking us. It's hard to guard against him."
"But in the final analysis, it is just a fifth-level elementary level. Can't we just do one thing and two things without stopping...?"
Qian Shang gestured to his neck with his hand, showing a fierce expression.
Chang Shan shook his head: "It's difficult. The Deinonychus is physically powerful, has strong attack and defense, and its flying speed is amazing. It can escape at any time if it can't defeat people. Anyone stronger than it will have a hard time taking it down.
"If we are determined to deal with it, there is nothing we can do. But it will probably cause heavy damage. And by that time, it will be hard to tell whether Dao Jinwen is still alive."
"Let's not take the initiative to provoke it. If we really can't avoid it, we have no choice but to change our hands and deal with it first."
Lou Chuanyang saw that everyone could not come up with any results from the discussion, so he simply waved his hand, put aside the issue for the time being, and led everyone on their way.
Ling Yao just looked at the green and deep jungle path and followed it silently.
The jungle in the Liuchuan Forest Area - it is a huge mouth that bites people.
Purple-feathered Dreadclaw? That was just the first sharper fang of the giant beast.
Even in the Changling Sword Sect, when he and other direct descendants of the Sword Sect took their junior brothers and sisters out on missions, they could not guarantee that they would bring everyone back safely.
What's more, in Ruchuan, there is a group of people with such strength.
Every time they set out, they must be prepared for casualties, casualties, and life and death.
No wonder, this is a place where people who value love and justice cannot "escape intact"...
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Hengchuan hills. Temple of the God King. Worship in the main hall.
High white walls, golden domes, fine blankets, carved columns, oil candles, and luminous pearls.
In Liuchuan where Muzhai earth buildings are everywhere, the architectural style of Shenwang Temple is indeed unique and luxurious.
"Heqiu. What are you looking at?"
Standing on the stone steps of the main temple, the white-haired old man with his eyes closed as if sleeping suddenly opened his eyes and looked straight, not looking at the boy beside him.
"I...I'm looking at the tributes they brought. There are so many..."
Nan Rong and Qiu shrank their heads slightly. Seeing that the old man did not interrupt him, they couldn't help but ask,
"Teacher...why do their tribes send so many delicacies and treasures to the temple when they don't even have enough to eat?"
The old man looked at the ragged tribal people - they were busy coming and going carrying wooden boxes filled with tributes.
Suddenly, the old man raised his hand and drew a complicated symbol in the air, then clasped his hands together, placed his fingertips on his forehead, and slowly closed his eyes.
When Nanrong and Qiu saw this, they hurriedly imitated the same pattern and drew a symbol in a daze. Then they made gestures and closed their eyes in a pretentious manner.
"That is their loyal belief in the gods, and it has nothing to do with whether they are poor or not."
This was the old man's answer to the boy.
"As long as they are sincere, the gods will naturally bring blessings and help them get rid of their life of hunger and cold."
He Qiu nodded as if understanding and secretly opened half of his eyes to look at him.
"You are still young... When you grow up, have a deeper understanding of the teachings, and have more contact with the gods, you will naturally understand these principles."
After that, he led the boy in praying a long and complicated scripture.
Even though Nan Rong and Qiu had been studying it for several months, they still found this passage very difficult to pronounce.
So he soon forgot to ask the old man that question
——Obviously they can live a good life as long as they eat the delicacies and sell the treasures, so why do they still pray to the gods to save them?
As the youngest priest in the Temple of the God King, everyone told him that he did not need to consider these issues.
He just needs to recite the scriptures and mantras well to prepare for the upcoming sacrificial ceremony.
That's not bad, he thought. Because no one told him the answers to those questions, and he couldn't figure them out himself.
Find something else to do, and you won't have so many worries.
Moreover, this was his first time to participate in Rukawa's sacrificial ceremony.
Whether it's the "disaster" and "savior" in the prophecy, or the legendary "Lord God", can he see them all this time?
How exciting...
