Gou Becomes a Boss in the Fairy World

Along the winding and rugged animal path, Wang Chen kept moving forward.

In the morning when it was still daylight, he quietly left his home and flew hundreds of miles to Dongli Mountain with Yujian.

Dongli Mountain is the closest hunting area to Feixu Valley. The mountains here are steep and forested, and the rolling peaks and canyons used to inhabit a large number of monsters.

Therefore, many casual cultivators come here to hunt and gather.

It's just that monsters are not endless leeks. Under the wave after wave of hunting and repairing, it is difficult to find monsters and beasts in many areas of Dongli Mountain.

For a monk like Wang Chen who has just arrived and is not familiar with the environment, it is even more difficult to hunt down the desired prey.

Wang Chen also had no choice.

His spiritual field needs to be taken care of every day, so he must not travel too far. If he goes there on the same day and returns on the same day, the nearest Dongli Mountain becomes a helpless choice.

But Wang Chen also has his own cards.

The Beast Trail disappeared into the bushes ahead, and he heard the murmur of running water.

Wang Chen's spirit suddenly lifted.

Beasts are most likely to appear in places with water sources!

He didn't rush forward to search, but took out the Shangqing Qiankun Mirror from the Sumeru Ring.

Although this treasure is a residual product, it can greatly increase Wang Chen's consciousness, and it can be used to the best of its ability to search for prey.

With the infusion of mana, the precious mirror revealed a faint light.

Wang Chen's powerful spiritual consciousness unfolded silently and spread in all directions.

Although the complex environment will greatly weaken the range and accuracy of the spiritual scan, with the blessing of the Shangqing Qiankun Mirror, Wang Chen's insight range quickly expands from ten steps, one hundred steps to one thousand steps away!

And within the range of his divine sense, not even an ant can escape detection.

Among the large amount of information fed back, Wang Chen quickly locked on the target.

He immediately pinched the magic formula and cast the Hidden Spirit Art, restraining his own breath and mana fluctuations to the greatest extent, reducing the sense of existence.

Then it quietly approached the locked target.

A moment later, a deer drinking water by the stream came into Wang Chen's sight.

This deer is about the size of a horse, with curved and sharp horns on its head, and a pair of ears raised high.

It is extremely vigilant and careful. While drinking water, it does not forget to look around and sniff the air with its nose.

It is not easy for a monster to survive to adulthood in the Dongli Mountains. The ability of this flower deer to survive is its super-sharp five senses. Once there is any disturbance or unknown smell, it will immediately flee away.

Very fast!

Suddenly Hualu seemed to sense something, and suddenly raised his head and scanned the surroundings with suspicious eyes.

This monster has an ominous premonition, and there is hesitation in its eyes.

But the instinctive vigilance prompted it to make the right decision, and it turned around and left immediately.

However, at this moment, a bright sword light shot out from the woods, piercing through the deer's neck in an instant, and also took its life.

The monster didn't even have time to let out a mournful cry, and collapsed beside the gurgling stream.

Jian Guang then flew backwards and sank into Wang Chen's cuff a hundred steps away.

Qianlong is in the abyss, and his natal magic weapon, the dragon abyss sword, pays attention to hiding the weapon in the body and not revealing it easily!

Once the sword is drawn, there must be a result.

Shrinking the ground into an inch, Wang Chen appeared next to the Hualu corpse.

There was a big hole in the neck of this monster, but no drop of blood spewed out.

The wound was completely sealed by sword energy!

The reason is actually very simple. The blood of monsters is also an important fertilizer to nourish the spiritual field. For the spiritual rice that needs to eat meat, deer blood can be regarded as a tonic.

Of course it cannot be wasted.

Wang Chen picked up the dead deer with his hand, and estimated that it weighed four to five hundred catties.

He is quite satisfied.

Although Japonica rice needs to be nourished by meat fat to produce high yields, this demand is quite limited, otherwise the meaning of planting will be lost - wouldn't it be delicious to eat meat directly?

The reason why Wang Chen chose green japonica rice as the rice seed for land reclamation is that the planting of this spiritual rice is relatively easy and the yield is high.

In fact, green japonica rice has the function of strengthening the body, which is very suitable for monks like him who are fellow practitioners of the dharma body!

And this monster with strong qi and blood and strong muscles is enough for tens of acres of spiritual rice to ear.

Wang Chen got off to a good start.

Although for this result, he spent a lot of time and energy searching from morning to noon.

But also worth it.

Putting the loot into Xumijie, Wang Chen marched along the bank of the stream to the upstream of the stream.

Continue to search for new prey.

It's not easy to come out once, and it's always good to hunt more prey and go back.

However, Wang Chen's luck seemed to have run out today, until sunset and dusk, he did not find any more decent prey for the second head.

This is also impossible.

The land in most areas of Dongli Mountain has been ravaged by hunters. Everyone has not given time and opportunity for the monsters to recuperate and recuperate. Fishing is almost dry, so it is not easy to get more harvests!

Seeing that the sky was getting dark, Wang Chen hesitated to continue searching for a while, or go back now.

Many monsters are nocturnal, hiding in hidden caves during the day, and only appear to move and hunt for food at night.

Theoretically speaking, the probability of finding prey at night is greater.

When corresponding, the night is more dangerous!

After thinking about it, Wang Chen decided to go back.

Immediately, he sacrificed the Longyuan Sword, and flew up into the air with a beam of sword light, heading straight for Feixu Valley.

It was much faster to go back than when we came, hundreds of miles was nothing, and when Wang Chen returned to his home, the moon had just risen.

Haotian Realm also has the sun and the moon.

But there are nine suns and nine moons, which take turns appearing on the sky every day.

It is said that every thousand years, there will be the phenomenon of the same sun on nine days and the same brilliance on September. The former heralds the catastrophe of heaven and earth, and the latter represents the coming tide of aura!

Wang Chen, who returned home, began to deal with the spoils.

Spatial equipment like Xumijie has an excellent fresh-keeping effect. Ordinary meat will not go bad after several years or decades in it, but monster meat has the problem of losing spiritual energy, so it is best to eat fresh.

He first drew out the sealed deer blood and stored it in a special earthen jar.

The deer blood that contains rich aura can be brewed with spirit wine. The deer blood wine has an excellent effect of nourishing qi and nourishing vitality.

After taking the deer blood and peeling the deer skin, Wang Chen separated the fascia from the flesh and bones.

Monster beasts are full of treasures, and there is almost nothing to discard and waste. Even the pickled things in their bodies are good for fertilizing the field.

Although Wang Chen is not a seasoned hunter, he has no butcher skills.

But at his level of cultivation, it's easy to cut them up, it's just a little rough.

It didn't take much time either.

Finally, Wang Chen took the fattest tenderloin and set up a charcoal stove in his yard for barbecue.

He did not forget to send Zhang Mushan a talisman letter, inviting him to come and share.

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The second one is delivered.