Autumn is the harvest season.
On the prairie of the Despair Plain, a low-level coyote was looking for food. It was lucky, and somehow a stegosaurus corpse lay on the ground. The corpse was already highly decomposed, but the hungry coyote did not Let it go, but jumped on it cheerfully, and started to bite wantonly.
Coyote, a seventh-level beast, is good at communicating with earth elements, uses earth magic to attack, and moves extremely fast, is good at running, and likes to live in groups. On the Plain of Despair, encountering a large number of coyotes is definitely a nightmare for all travelers.
The coyote's nose is very sensitive, and it can smell the bloody smell from several miles away. No, not long after, another coyote came over, took a look at the coyote that was eating, and lowered its head to bite. .
Then, the third... the fourth... the fifth...
More and more coyotes came from all directions and joined the army of coyotes that ate Stegosaurus. The ten-ton alien beast Stegosaurus was quickly eaten up. At this time, the coyotes The number of wolves has reached hundreds, and many hyenas started fighting because of the competition for the remaining food, and the howling of wolves continued.
At this time, some coyotes stopped suddenly. They raised their heads and sniffed, then turned around suddenly, staring closely at the back with their bloody eyes, and growled in a low voice.
"Pa-ta... pa-ta..."
A crisp sound came, which seemed a little strange in the prairie. It was like the sound of a bone falling to the ground.
When hundreds of coyotes heard this sound, they immediately became tense, their blood-red eyes fixed on the direction of the sound, with fear in their eyes, and growled from time to time.
"Pa-ta... pa-ta..."
At this time, a figure finally appeared on the hard gravel beach. It was a boy about seventeen or eighteen years old. His skin was a little dark from the sun, and his black eyes contained determination. He was wearing a black robe, The small skull on the robe is extremely eye-catching, and there is also a skeleton under his crotch, which is carrying him steadily and walking towards this side.
"Woo..."
The fear in the coyote's eyes grew stronger, growling uneasily, and shaking involuntarily, many coyotes could no longer withstand the pressure and fled with their tails between their legs.
The leading coyote stared at its blood-red eyes and roared bravado, but kept retreating.
In the past three to four months, this boy who was only seventeen or eighteen years old and his skeleton army left a deep memory on all the strange beast groups in the Plain of Despair.
It still remembers that the first day the boy came to the Plain of Despair, there was an earth-shattering killing. The boy started a bloody battle with the alien beast race in the Plain of Despair.
The bloody battle lasted for seven days and seven nights. In this earth-shattering battle, the populations of different beasts, large and small, on the Plain of Despair suffered devastating blows.
The blue-eyed blood lion clan was wiped out, the unreasonable barbaric bull clan was slaughtered to the point of escape, and the domineering giant-horned rhinoceros was also killed to the point where only a few remained...
Among them, the coyote population is the worst. I fought three times with this boy. The first time the coyote king was defeated, and the second time the coyote king gathered nearly 70% of the coyotes in the Despair Plain to attack him, but he was still defeated. , for the third time the boy beheaded the coyote king with a bone spear...
The bloody killings shocked the natives of the Plain of Despair. The appearance of this boy challenged the status of some powerful species in the Plain of Despair and broke the balance of the Plain of Despair. Moreover, this boy is different from some mercenary regiments, he doesn't seem to come for the magic core, it seems to be a frenzied killing for tempering himself.
This young man is Ron. He spent three or four months in the Plain of Despair, accompanied by fighting and killing every day. At this moment, he has a faint smell of blood on his body. Countless alien beast populations are surrounded by his almost infinite skeleton army. No one can escape the fate of being crushed.
The skeleton magician attacked first, and then the skeleton army headed by the black knight charged quickly, followed by the light skeleton warriors, and the battle soon ended.
Since then, the Skeleton Army has become a nightmare existence in the Plain of Despair. Those strange beasts almost turned around and ran away when they saw Ron, and Ron didn't go after him.
Ron has become the veritable overlord of the Plain of Despair.
The leading coyote let out a low growl, looked at Ron in fear, dropped the unfinished stegosaurus carcass, and ran away obediently. No matter how crazy they were, they didn't have the courage to fight Ron.
The coyotes retreated in a blink of an eye, and Ron was a little dumbfounded. He hadn't planned to do anything to these guys, but they escaped.
Ron pinched his bearded chin lightly, thinking, am I so scary
Looking down slightly at the Stegospinosaurus that had been gnawed to the bone, Ron shook his head helplessly. It seemed that he had no chance to hone himself today.
The opportunity Ron refers to is to challenge powerful alien beasts and hone himself from battles. This Stegosaurus is one of them. Now Ron has greatly enhanced his melee combat ability. In the case of dealing with a small number of alien beasts, he has already There is no need to summon skeletons to help in the battle. His bone spear is superb, and he has integrated some sword skills. In the fight between life and death, he has found a nearly perfect fighting method. He has become the first in the history of undead magic. A necromancer for melee combat.
However, as his vicious reputation spread far and wide, the chances of this kind of fighting became less and less. On the Plain of Despair, almost no one dared to challenge his existence.
And Ron didn't take the initiative to hunt down those escaped beasts. He believed that a beast that had lost its fighting spirit had no value in tempering except to satisfy its desire to kill.
"Forget it, I'd better go back early..."
Ron was a little disappointed. After thinking about it, he should go back and cultivate his soul power. After walking around the Plain of Despair for two days, there was not a single beast that actively attacked him.
In the eastern mountains of the Plain of Despair, Ron scratched at a place full of dead branches, revealing a cave. He lowered his head and got in.
This cave has been Ron's shelter for the past few months. The cave is filled with dense piles of monster fur, various materials and magic cores, almost filling the entire cave.
If someone came to see Ron randomly arranging these monster materials, he would definitely scold him for being a prodigal. How could such a precious thing be thrown here like garbage
Looking at these things, Ron couldn't help laughing. Several interspatial bags were already filled with materials, but there were still many things that couldn't fit at all. Ron didn't know how to deal with it. He had already thrown a lot outside the cave, but the cave There is so much left in it.
Ron brushed the dust off the ground and sat down cautiously. He took a deep breath, calmed down his messy mood, and entered the state of cultivation. After a while, he frowned.
"Strange! I've been cultivating hard these past few months, but why hasn't my soul power increased significantly? It feels like I'm standing still..."
For this problem, Ron has been puzzled. It stands to reason that he should break through now.
breakthrough!
Ron's current goal is to break through the middle-level undead magister. He feels that since he broke through the master level, his soul power has not increased significantly in practice. Before that, he also consulted Grandpa Homelin about this matter. What Grandpa Merlin told him was that, above the level of the necromancer, it is extremely difficult to improve each level. In addition to hard training, more opportunities are needed, and this opportunity is hard to come by. Ordinary mind, maybe a breakthrough is just around the corner.
"Normal..."
Ron carefully considered Grandpa Huomelin's words, but he couldn't understand this ordinary heart.
People have all kinds of desires, some people like money, some people like power, more people are pursuing strength all their lives, and in the process of pursuing strength, most of them are dissatisfied with their own strength.
People at the soldier level hope to become strong at the division level, strong at the division level hope to become strong at the master level, and strong at the master level hope to become strong at the sanctuary level.
Desires are endless. Just because there is desire, there is pursuit. With pursuit, it is impossible to maintain a normal mind. This is a fundamentally contradictory thing. How can this be brought together.
"Forget it, don't think about it! Let's practice with peace of mind..." Ron smiled wryly and shook his head. Maybe, as Grandpa Huomelin said, when the opportunity meets him, it will come naturally.
At this time, there was a burst of lightning and thunder outside, and it rained heavily after a while.
Rain is a normal thing on the Plain of Despair, and the land is fertile because of it. Fortunately, Ron hid in the hole, otherwise he would be a drowned rat.
Exhaling slightly, he saw Ron's hands folded into claws, his mind concentrated, and traces of soul power overflowed from his body.
The black ball of light condensed by a large amount of soul power was pinched in the hand, turning gently, absorbing the soul power of Ron frantically.
Forming a consumption, and then growing again, this is a process of soul power cultivation, and this process is the same as the meditation of a magician.
Ron closed his eyes and entered the cultivation state.
The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and Ron sat quietly in the cave to practice. I don't know how long it had passed. At this time, he only felt a cold between his legs.
Opening his eyes slightly, Ron frowned. Due to the frequent rain, Ron built the entrance of the cave he lived in very high. There was a gap, and a trace of rainwater flowed in through the breach, forming a small stream, which seeped to his feet.
"This is… "
Ron's eyes were fixed, he was attracted by the small stream, and in front of him was a small stream that was bent out of shape, and it was slowly flowing towards him.
When the little stream met a great obstacle, it flowed wisely aside, and finally reached Ron's feet.
At this moment, Ron suddenly had a glimmer of understanding.
Go with the flow!
The so-called ordinary mind is not not to strive for, not to pursue what belongs to oneself, but to always maintain an indifferent state of mind in the process of pursuing and striving, just like the small stream that goes with the flow and is not affected by the outside world No matter what, always stick to your heart.
To stick to your original heart, the first and most important point is that in the process of cultivation, you must first let go of the obsession in your heart.
When Ron thought this way, in the black light ball in his hand, the soul power suddenly started to run crazily, Ron's mouth was slightly opened, and his eyes were wide open.
"No, is this a breakthrough?"