Kunlun Mountains, primeval forest.
When Zhang Jin followed Lin Shuo into the mountain, he felt a surge of energy in his heart.
Because before going to bed last night, while looking at the computer, my uncle explained to himself in detail the briefing on last year's hunting that Uncle Cao sent over.
In this briefing, as many as eight of the top 100 beasts and alien species listed in "Kyushu Foreign Objects" were hunted down, except for the hooked snake and the white-headed flying corpse that were hunted by the uncle himself, there were six more.
And these six beasts were hunted and killed by different hunters or hunting teams.
Uncle said that for prey of this level, even if it is hunted by a hunting team, it must be led by a hunter with a nine-inch ability or above, otherwise it will be sent to death.
Zhang Jin is convinced of this, because in the Snow Mountain Grotto, he fought head-on with the white-headed flying corpse.
That is not the king of flying corpses, but an ordinary wild flying corpse.
The wild White-headed Flying Corpse, ranked 97th in "Kyushu Foreign Objects", will enter the top 100.
As a result, he almost lost his fighting power after meeting him face to face.
It is almost impossible for a hunter with a seven-inch ability to survive in front of the top 100 beasts.
And last year, six beasts of different species that were ranked higher than the white-headed flying corpse were hunted down, which means that besides the uncle, sister, and uncle, there are at least six hunters in the hunting gate who are nine. The ability of more than one inch is much stronger than that of Zhang Jin.
Zhang Jin counted on his fingers. At the peer alliance ceremony, there were at least nine people he couldn't beat.
In the ten thousand years since Liemen, the most prosperous period was only nine families, and that was in the Tang Dynasty. Later, there were never more than nine people who were able to keep the nine-inch threshold in previous peer alliance ceremonies.
In other words, no matter how you calculate it, with your current level, you will definitely not be able to keep the Zhang family's nine-inch threshold.
Originally, the motivation for this young man to practice was to take back his uncle's three swords and take back his Tang sword.
As a result, I gradually discovered that this goal seemed to be close at hand, but in fact it was far away, and the gap between me and my uncle was too great.
Recently, that spirit has been slowly smoothed out.
As a result, my uncle told Zhang Jin about the current situation in that briefing last night. A sense of crisis that he had never had before shrouded the boy's heart.
He secretly made up his mind that in the next month, he would either be beaten to death by his uncle, or he would become one of the Nine Inches, and there would be no third way.
Now following my uncle into the mountain, his muscles are tense, his eyes are round, like a leopard that wants to eat people.
"Don't be so nervous." Lin Shuo, who was walking in front, knew the state of the boy behind him without turning his head, and said slowly, "You Zhang Jin is not strong enough now, it's not that you don't work hard enough, let alone that your talent is not good enough .
You now have a solid foundation in both the work in hand and the steps under your feet. In terms of moves and routines, you are not bad.
The reason why I feel so far behind me is actually because I have lost ten times in one effort.
You don't have enough static strength, so the white-headed flying corpse can break your stance with a single palm, and you don't have enough explosive power, so the knife can't move quickly.
This is the reason why you can't practice the last three swords of the peacock, the special skill passed down in your family. If your strength is not up to the standard, no matter how good your technique is, you can't get it back. "
Speaking of this, Lin Shuo heard some strange movements, turned his head and found that Zhang Jin had lifted a huge boulder against his shoulder.
This piece of bluestone is bigger than him.
It seems that this kid has listened to it, and wants to practice strength in this way.
The corners of Lin Shuo's mouth twitched, and he said, "Strength is something that you can practice, but it's also something you eat.
The so-called seven points to eat, three points to practice.
Our two hunters, Linzhang, are both born with supernatural powers, but if we don't have enough meat to support them, our strength will be compromised.
Your father died when you were thirteen years old, and the boy was between thirteen and nineteen years old, when he was growing up. During this period of time, you did not keep up with nutrition, so your body developed slowly and your strength did not grow. "
While talking, Lin Shuo stretched out his hand, took the boulder on Zhang Jin's shoulder with one hand, put it lightly on the side of the road, and continued walking forward, saying, "So your task now is not mainly to practice, but to is to eat.
There is nothing else in Kunlun Mountains, there is plenty of meat, you hunt it yourself, I will roast it for you, and I will eat some by the way.
Remember, don’t touch Tibetan bell sheep and snow leopards. These two animals are already endangered. Based on the appetite of our uncle and nephew, it is estimated that we will eat them to extinction.
Wild yaks, wild asses, and brown bears, you can hunt these three at will, especially wild asses.
Dragon meat in the sky, donkey meat on the ground, delicious. "
Having said that, Lin Shuo turned his head again, and Zhang Jinren had disappeared.
Lin Shuo smiled. This young man has a very straightforward temper. This kind of temper is easy to cause trouble, but it also has advantages, that is, he has a strong execution ability.
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Walk two miles forward from here, and there is a river beach.
The snow water was originally frozen on the Kunlun Mountains, but now it's spring, and the ice is broken and gurgling down.
This water is sweet in the mouth, and the temperature of the water can stimulate people's whole body.
Lin Shuo felt comfortable after taking a few gulps of it in his hands.
After drinking the clear and cold mountain spring water, Lin Shuo took off the rhino horn hanging from his waist, and put it in his hand for a look.
It is easy to say that I want to give Anne a rhino horn dagger, but it takes a lot of work to do it.
Carving a rhinoceros horn handle is not bad. With Lin Shuo's ability, no matter how careful the work is, it will only take an hour or two.
The key is the blade, Lin Shuo intends to fight it himself.
The materials have already been ordered, and an eight-inch blacksmith at the gate has kept the stock for many years and is reluctant to use it. The blacksmith will personally deliver it to the mountain tomorrow.
The ability in the door is divided into civil and military, such as hunting, marching, assassination, and going to sea. These transactions involve armed combat, so ability is martial ability, and the rating is odd, three, five, seven, nine.
Blacksmithing, cooking, litigation, handicrafts, etc. do not involve armed combat, they are literary talents, and the ratings take even numbers, two, four, six, and eight.
Eight-inch blacksmiths have come to an end in this industry, and there are currently only three in the country.
The blacksmith He that Lin Shuo wanted to invite was the head of one of the families.
The old man is in his sixties, whether he is blacksmithing or tool making, he is a top expert in his field.
Lin Shuo planned to work with He Tiejiang to forge a precious weapon using the materials he had treasured for many years in the way of a magic weapon.
With the best materials, the best craftsmen, and the most classic craftsmanship, this dagger can be used as a token of love or as a family heirloom.
Lin Shuo has already made up his mind that in the future, his and Anne's children will not look at the rankings, but only at their talents.
Whoever's talent is suitable for the Su family to inherit, then the child will take his mother's surname Su, and this dagger will be passed on to this child.
The place where the dagger was shot was right here, on the edge of the river beach.
Don't do this work in the village, otherwise there will be no surprises for Anne, so keep it from her.
After a while, I first built a shack to keep out the wind and rain, and then built two countertops for working, and hooped two barrels for quenching.
As for iron-making stoves and cutting boards, let's not get them for now. After all, I am a layman, and I will wait for Blacksmith He to come over tomorrow.
Looking at the rhinoceros horn in his hand, Lin Shuo was thinking about these things, and there was a grunt in his stomach.
Cold water poured into my stomach just now, and I drank enough water.
Before working, you have to eat meat first.
Hearing a rustling sound ten meters away, Zhang Jin got out of the forest.
The young man carried two wild donkeys on his shoulders, one on each side.
This kind of wild donkey, also called Qian donkey, is the largest of all wild donkeys, and looks like a mule. The local people call this thing a "wild horse".
Zhang Jin's height was also close to 1.8 meters, with two donkeys on his shoulders, and the donkey's hooves almost dragged the ground.
Lin Shuo took a look and found that the two donkeys were about the same size. They were two meters long and weighed more than 600 catties.
Zhang Jin put the two Qian donkeys in front of Lin Shuo, smiled, and gestured with his hand, which meant that each of them had one donkey and ate it.
Lin Shuo nodded, and then asked, "How many days can you finish eating such a donkey?"
Zhang Jin patted his chest, and confidently made a "one" gesture.
Lin Shuo rolled his eyes: "Think about it carefully."
Zhang Jin laughed, and honestly, he made a "five".
A Qian donkey scraped off the bones and offaled, and Zhang Jin could eat more than 400 catties of meat in five days, an average of less than 100 catties a day.
From Lin Shuo's point of view, this appetite is only so-so. Compared with himself and his righteous brother Zhang Lianhai, it is far behind.
Half a child eats me to death. It is said that at Zhang Jin's age, when his appetite is the largest, he should be able to eat more than himself and Zhang Lianhai, but the reality is the opposite.
The reason is also poor.
Zhang Lianhai died early. This child has only been able to eat half full since he was thirteen years old. His stomach is not stretched, and his body is used to this level of energy absorption, so his appetite has not increased.
Although he felt a little uncomfortable, Lin Shuo didn't show it on the surface, but said, "I'll give you two days to finish eating."
Zhang Jin was obviously taken aback.
"If you are full, you can forge with me, and if you are not full, continue to eat." Lin Shuo said, "You must finish eating in two days, and then go hunting after eating.
Anyway, for the next month, I want you to eat six thousand catties of meat.
Don’t be afraid to eat so much, you have to keep up with your consumption, forging iron, running, hunting, whatever you want.
In the past, when I gained strength, my father tossed me like this.
If you can't gain strength like this, then I have nothing to do, Zhang's nine-inch threshold, let's forget it here. "
"Yeah." Zhang Jin nodded.
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After working in the mountains for half a day and eating meat for half a day, it was getting late, Lin Shuo, uncle Zhang Jin and his nephew went home with their bellies in their hands.
In Lin Shuo's hand was a piece of donkey meat.
This is the most tender tenderloin, cut into slices and fried in oil.
In the past two days, there was no one else in the village, except myself, Anne, Zhang Jin, and Zhou Lingshi.
Anne handles official duties in the office, while Zhou Lingshi looks around to learn about the repairs of the houses in the village, and he will take over the business in two days.
Although Zhou Lingshi is also a man of cultivation, his appetite is a bit stronger than ordinary people, not much.
The Wu family, which Zhou Lingshi had been apprenticed to before, was a small family after all, and the inheritance didn't pay much attention to food. Now that he is forty years old, his appetite can no longer be kept up, and he can't eat much meat at this age.
So Lin Shuo reckoned that the ten catties of meat in his hand would be about the same.
Just after walking out of the forest, Lin Shuo stopped walking when he could see the village at the foot of the mountain from afar.
There was not much movement at the foot of the mountain, and the smell was not right.
Very human.
Only then did Lin Shuo remember that it was agreed earlier that Cao Yusheng and the others would come today.
"Zhang Jin, go back and cut a donkey's leg." Lin Shuo ordered, and continued to walk down the mountain.
Turning on the village road and looking up, there were two women standing side by side at the entrance of the village, apparently waiting for him to come back.
The one on the left is Anne in red, and the woman on the right is not inferior to Anne in appearance and temperament. She is wearing black and is Dylan.
There was a distance of two meters between the two women, with smiles on their faces.
It's a pity that Lin Shuo knows how to smell, and can smell a general idea of a person's emotions.
These two people are actually choking on fire, and it is estimated that if they get closer, they will start fighting.
Between them and Lin Shuo was a village road more than 100 meters long.
Lin Shuo walked this way, and his head hurts.
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