The mountain wind blows, whirring, bringing bursts of coolness.
The grass swayed with the wind, like undulating waves, and went far away. The red-spotted leopard remained motionless, and Chen Zong seemed to have turned into a statue, with only his hair and clothes fluttering in the wind.
Breath after breath passed, Chen Zong became more and more calm, and the whole person directly entered an indescribable state, as if only he and the red-spotted leopard in front of him were left in the whole world, and everything else disappeared.
The figure of the red-spotted leopard was in front of him, as if it was constantly zooming in, filling Chen Zong's eyes.
This is the first time to face a monster, even if it is a first-level low-grade monster equivalent to the fourth level of Qi and blood, Chen Zong does not dare to underestimate it in the slightest. This is not a duel, but a battle of life and death. Dead end.
The red-spotted leopard moved, as if it turned into a bolt of lightning, and flew over a few meters at high speed, raised its sharp claws to tear the air, and grabbed Chen Zong with ferocity.
It feels danger from the human being in front of it, and it also feels temptation. The temptation of blood, eating the other person, will definitely make itself stronger.
The tip of the sharp claws glowed with a cold light, extremely sharp, as if a meteor from the sky was coming directly, as if it was about to pierce Chen Zong's eyes, the terrible cold made his blood slightly sluggish.
"It's so fast!" Chen Zong was surprised, this speed was faster than any of the four levels of Qi and blood that he had ever fought against.
The fierce tiger carried it, and the tiger's aura suddenly burst out from the body, and at the same time, there seemed to be a tiger's roar, which slightly startled the red-spotted leopard, mistakenly thinking that the human in front of it had turned into a tiger-type monster.
As soon as the qi and blood power of the fifth level of the qi and blood realm was used, Chen Zong's arm strength was immediately increased by two thousand catties, reaching an astonishing three thousand catties.
What is enhanced is not only strength, but also speed.
The right hand clasped the hilt of the sword instantly, drew the sword out of its sheath, and flashed across the sky like lightning, and the light was like a waning moon.
Draw the sword!
The sword is as fast as the crescent moon across the sky, cutting the air in front of it, the speed of the sword is much faster than that of the red-spotted leopard, and the timing is the best.
Baotiejian once again proved its sharpness.
Chen Zong only felt that the sword had cut something, and there was a strange sound, and there was a splash of scarlet before his eyes, and a figure fell down.
There was a bang, and dust flew up.
Fresh blood dripped from the sword, and with a light shake, all the blood on the sword was thrown off, and Chen Zong's eyes also fell on the red-spotted leopard in front of him.
A huge cut was cut in the neck, almost completely severed. With such a serious injury, the red-spotted leopard is not dead yet, its body is still twitching and struggling, as if it still wants to get up.
"It's amazing vitality." Chen Zong couldn't help but secretly said, and a surge of excitement also emerged from the depths of his heart.
Under the red-spotted leopard's wound, there was a pool of scarlet that was shocking, and the stench was very pungent. Not far away, drops of scarlet blood fell on the sand and gravel like curtains of beads.
Looking at the red-spotted leopard's body, and then looking at the sword in his hand, not only did he not feel uncomfortable, but instead he felt like the sword in his hand, and only then did he really strike.
"At the beginning, I thought that after the sword was sharpened, it was the opening, but now I know that it is not the real opening." Muttering to himself, Chen Zong looked a little dazed: "Only seeing blood is the real sword." Go ahead."
"The sword itself is a killing tool. It is sharp, straight, tough, and a sword that does not see blood. No matter how good it is, it is just an ornament."
The feeling of being enlightened suddenly made Chen Zong seem to have grasped something, but also seemed to have grasped nothing.
"Don't be in a hurry, since this feeling has already appeared, sooner or later, I will catch it."
Said secretly, grabbed the red-spotted leopard's hind legs, which weighed hundreds of catties, and walked back to the small courtyard of the stronghold.
"Brother Chen Chong, today we have monster meat to eat." Chen Zong laughed.
"What a big leopard, this is... the red-spotted leopard, let's kill it with one sword, my brother is good at swordsmanship." Chen Zhong heard the words, and his eyes fell on the red-spotted leopard's body. My brother's strength is enough to sweep most of the fourth level of Qi and Blood Realm."
Chen Zhong didn't know that Chen Zong's current cultivation was already at the fifth level of Qi and Blood Realm.
The two began to divide the work, fetching clean water from a nearby stream, peeling, cleaning, removing useless parts, separating the flesh and bones, setting up two large cast iron pots, and then opening the skin to dry, and chopping the meat into pieces and throwing them away Put it into a large cast iron pot, put some dried herbs that are less than ten years old, and simmer over high heat.
The bones are thrown into another large iron pot, put in an appropriate amount of water, and are ready to be boiled into bone glue.
The flesh and blood of warriors is a great tonic for monsters. Conversely, the flesh and blood of monsters is also a great tonic for warriors. The best way to eat it is to eat it raw, but neither Chen Zong nor Chen Chong have this habit. It tastes better when you eat it.
This stewing lasted for two hours before the aroma came out, but it was not enough, so I changed the high heat to medium heat and simmered for another two hours, then changed to low heat and simmered for an hour.
In addition to adjusting the flames, the two practiced independently.
"It smells so good, what delicious food are you cooking?" Chen Waixiu came and asked while sniffling.
"It's none of your business." Chen Zhong said coldly.
"Oh, that's... the skin of the red-spotted leopard. Could it be the meat of the red-spotted leopard in the pot?" Chen Waixiu's eyes lit up.
In the clan hall, one can naturally eat the flesh and blood of monsters, but it takes some time to deliver them from the mountains to the clan hall, so the freshness will inevitably decrease, and the quantity is limited.
"Fuck off." Chen Zhong hated Chen Waixiu very much, and immediately drove him away. Chen Zong didn't have a good impression of him either.
"I said you two, it's too boring. A red-spotted leopard is so big, you two can't finish it. Besides, as a member of the same clan, shouldn't you share some with me?" Chen Waixiu was thick-skinned and walked quickly. When he got close to the cast iron pot, he was about to lift the lid, and a sharp cold light bloomed in front of his eyes. The sharpness was threatening, and the cold made him numb all over, so he quickly backed away.
"Chen Zong... what do you mean, do you want to kill me just because of a little animal meat..." Chen Waixiu's voice was stern.
"Disgraceful." Chen Zhong said disdainfully: "If you want to eat monster meat, hunt it yourself."
"Isn't it just a bit of monster meat? I wouldn't mind giving it to me." Chen Waixiu became furious, and when he pretended to turn around, he suddenly kicked out a stone and hit the cast iron pot like a shooting star, intending to hit the cast iron pot. turn.
Since I have nothing to eat, let them not eat either.
"You..." Chen Zhong didn't have time to react.
But the sword light flashed, the stone was shattered and turned into fine particles, part of which was reflected towards Chen Waixiu, hitting him, excruciating pain.
"Chen Waixiu, you really deserve a beating." Chen Chong was furious, rushed over, punched out, and Chen Waixiu ran away.
"It's not even monsters, I can hunt and kill them." Chen Waixiu shouted while running.
"One villain." Chen Zhong didn't chase after him, but said disdainfully.
"I don't care about him, the stew is almost done, let's eat, clan brother." Chen Zong smiled, and didn't take Chen Waixiu to heart.
When the lid of the pot was lifted, an indescribable aroma penetrated their nostrils one after another, making their mouths water.
There was hardly any oil on the thick soup, and the big chunks of monster meat were very tempting. As for the other cast iron pot, it was still boiling to get all the essence out of the bones and solidify into a gel.
The two started eating.
Kick off the unnecessary parts and bones, and the remaining meat is more than 100 catties, enough to feed two or three people.
Next, the two still took turns patrolling the surrounding area.
Chen Zong's footprints are getting farther and farther, and the probability of encountering monsters is also increasing. After seeing blood in the first battle, Chen Zong will not encounter monsters even if they are first-level middle-grade monsters. Without the slightest sense of tension, he can show his strength and fight with him.
But the level of the first-level mid-level monster beast is equivalent to the fifth-level warrior of the Qi and Blood Realm, but it is more powerful than the ordinary fifth-level warrior of the Qi and Blood Realm. For the first time, Chen Zong tried his best to kill it. He was also injured a little, mainly because he was inexperienced in life and death fights with monsters.
With more and more life-and-death battles with monsters, Chen Zong felt that the sword in his hand seemed to be getting sharper and sharper.
He knew very well that it was just a feeling, the sword was still the same, it hadn't changed at all, what changed was his mentality and will.
It has been a month since he came here. During this period, Chen Zong killed eight first-level low-grade monsters and three first-level middle-grade monsters. Now he is no longer a rookie.
"I feel like I'm about to grasp the subtlety of the Eight Forms of the True Sword." Chen Zong said as he walked out and continued to patrol.
The life-and-death battles with monsters time and time again allowed him to grow in all aspects.
Go deeper.
Suddenly, Chen Zong was locked on by an incomparably terrifying aura, and his whole body shivered.
"What a terrifying aura."
"This kind of momentum is definitely better than a first-level mid-grade monster. Could it be a first-level top-grade monster?"
If it is a first-level top-grade monster, then I don't know whether it is my luck or bad luck.
The more powerful monsters near the mine veins were either killed or driven away. Most of them were low-grade monsters of the first level, and sometimes they encountered mid-level monsters. As for the first-grade monsters, there were very few monsters.
A scalp-numbing sound followed, as if it sounded from the depths of his throat, and it was like thunder rolling, rushing into Chen Zong's ears one after another.
Chen Zong's eyes were concentrated and radiant, staring at the direction of the sound, he saw a figure slowly pacing out from behind a big tree hugged by two people.
It doesn't look tall, it's about 1.8 meters long without the tail, and less than one meter tall. Its body is blue, with soft and smooth hair fluttering in the wind. It looks very strong and vigorous.
The green eyes that seemed to be able to radiate light were cold, cruel and cunning. Being stared at, Chen Zong instinctively felt uncomfortable, and the exposed fangs gleamed coldly, which was extremely terrifying.
Its back is slightly arched, like a bulge in the spine, like poured steel.
This is a wolf, a big blue wolf.
"Iron-backed blue wolf... a first-class top-grade monster..." Chen Zong whispered, taking a deep breath, carrying the second stage of the Fierce Tiger Kung Fu, the power of Qi and blood accelerated, and the power of his body surged, with the aura of a tiger and beast. It diffused from the body, as if there were bursts of tiger roars.
(end of this chapter)