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The golden-maned silver wolf twisted its body on the ground for a while, and then it completely lost its breath.

Lu Yunsheng was completely exhausted now. Most of his internal energy had been consumed by continuous fighting. He took out two low-grade spirit stones from his Qiankun bag and began to recover on the spot.

Uncle Hu stepped forward, put all four bodies of the golden-maned silver wolves into the storage bag, and cleaned up all the blood that was spilled around.

After two quarters of an hour, Lu Yunsheng finally recovered his consumed true energy, threw away the spirit stone in his hand that had lost its spiritual energy, and said to Uncle Hu who had been waiting for a long time: "Uncle Hu, how about it? I killed three monsters in a row by myself."

Without waiting for praise, Uncle Hu said in a serious tone, "Our sword cultivators are unrivaled in combat power. You just killed a few monsters as powerful as you. You must not be complacent. Moreover, you did not clean up the battlefield immediately after the battle and leave quickly. The remaining blood smell may bring you more trouble."

Lu Yunsheng also understood after hearing this. Although the surroundings had been cleaned up by Uncle Hu, there was still a strong smell of blood. This bloody smell would attract other monsters.

The two were about to leave when Uncle Hu suddenly stopped.

"Look, here comes the trouble."

Lu Yunsheng didn't understand.

"Ow!!"

A wolf howl came from a distance, mixed with a strong sense of oppression.

"Is this a second-level monster?" Lu Yunsheng asked in surprise.

"Yes, there are more than one." As soon as Uncle Hu finished speaking, two tall golden-maned silver wolves appeared in their sight.

Seeing that their bodies were a bit bigger than the lion mastiff, the two second-level golden-maned silver wolves did not attack immediately after seeing the two people. Instead, they sniffed in the weeds around them, as if looking for something.

"The four first-level golden-maned silver wolves just now should be their offspring. This time, you step back, and Uncle Hu will let you see the true strength of a sword cultivator."

Upon hearing this, Lu Yunsheng retreated behind Uncle Hu.

At this moment, the two golden-maned silver wolves in the Foundation Establishment Stage seemed to have discovered something. They suddenly howled and stared at Lu Yunsheng and Uncle Hu with hatred.

Uncle Hu had already summoned his natal flying sword and stabbed directly at the two silver wolves in the Foundation Establishment stage.

The two golden-maned silver wolves did not dodge when they found themselves being attacked. Instead, they opened their mouths wide and roared at Uncle Tiger.

Suddenly, a circle of invisible ripples burst out from the mouths of the two wolves and spread towards Uncle Tiger.

Lu Yunsheng only saw that as the ripples rushed into Uncle Hu's body, Uncle Hu's natal flying sword fell in mid-air.

Immediately afterwards, Lu Yunsheng felt a sharp pain in his head. Lu Yunsheng held his head with both hands, his mind went blank. This was just the aftermath. He couldn't imagine how painful it must have been for Uncle Hu to withstand this invisible ripple head-on in front of Lu Yunsheng.

"Bah!"

Unexpectedly, Uncle Hu's body did not shake at all. With this shout, Lu Yunsheng's mind regained some clarity.

Lu Yunsheng looked up and saw Uncle Hu's flying sword rising into the air again.

"Thousands of Tribulations!"

Uncle Hu suddenly uttered three words that Lu Yunsheng had never heard before.

Lu Yunsheng didn't think much about it, because at this time Uncle Hu's natal flying sword actually turned into a golden rainbow, and its speed was extremely fast.

It directly surrounded the two golden-maned silver wolves in the foundation-building stage. The rainbow light changed again, and countless golden threads suddenly appeared around the two golden-maned silver wolves.

Seeing this, the two golden-maned silver wolves showed fear on their originally ferocious faces and wanted to turn around and run away.

Uncle Hu would never give them a chance to escape. He just raised his hand and clenched his five fingers, and the golden threads instantly gathered.

The bodies of the two golden-maned silver wolves turned into countless pieces and scattered all over the ground.

Seeing this, Lu Yunsheng opened his mouth in surprise. He thought, this is too terrifying, is this the true strength of a sword cultivator?

At this time, the silk thread slowly dissipated and turned into its original flying sword.

Uncle Hu retracted his flying sword and went forward to collect the remaining corpses one by one.

Lu Yunsheng came back to his senses and asked hurriedly, "Uncle Hu, what did that just now? What is the Thousand Silk Tribulation?"

Uncle Hu smiled and asked, "Do you want to learn?"

Lu Yunsheng nodded.

"Go back and teach you."

"it is good!"

Lu Yunsheng killed a few more monsters and became more and more experienced in fighting. As long as he didn't encounter more than three first-level monsters at the same time, there was no pressure for him.

It was not until the sun was about to set that the two of them headed towards Tieshan City. At this time, many cultivators gathered at the South Gate, exchanging the corpses of the monsters they hunted for contribution points, while some directly exchanged them for spirit stones.

Lu Yunsheng and the other man did not step forward to exchange, but went straight into the city.

After three days of being out, the two walked on the streets of the city and found that many pedestrians were complaining about the price increase of goods in the shops. The two also walked into the shop next door to take a look. It turned out that the price had indeed increased, and it had increased a lot. A dozen first-level talismans had increased from ten low-grade spirit stones to fifteen low-grade spirit stones.

Back at Duobao Pavilion, Bai Yushu and Xuan'er heard the noise in the attic and hurried downstairs to check.

I saw Uncle Hu and Lu Yunsheng.

Bai Yushu seemed to be relieved, took Xuan'er's hand and walked forward, saying to Uncle Hu: "Congratulations to Uncle Hu for successfully building the foundation."

Uncle Hu also smiled and replied: "Thank you Miss Bai for your concern."

Xuan Er heard the conversation between the two and asked curiously, "What is foundation building?"

Uncle Hu smiled and said, "Building the foundation means building the foundation of the Great Dao and the foundation of longevity through cultivation. Alas! I can't explain it clearly to a little kid like you."

Xuan Er's eyes turned when he heard this, and he asked Uncle Hu again: "Practice? What to practice?"

Lu Yunsheng came over and took out the corpse of the monster he had hunted today. He touched Xuan'er's head and said, "Practice is to make yourself stronger."

Xuan Er saw the monster corpse that Lu Yunsheng took out and asked with drool, "Can we defeat these monsters by practicing?"

"Of course." Lu Yunsheng said with a smile.

After hearing this, Xuan Er immediately said, "Then I want to practice as well, so that I can have endless meat to eat in the future."

"Hahaha." Everyone laughed.

"Come on, I'll roast a few more legs for you today so you can eat as much as you want."

After Lu Yunsheng finished speaking, he picked out the body of the lion mastiff and carried it to the backyard.

Seeing this, Xuan'er cheered and followed Lu Yunsheng.

It was the fourth day after the notice was posted.

Uncle Hu and Lu Yunsheng came to the backyard early.

Uncle Tiger looked at him and said, "Now I will teach you that move."

Lu Yunsheng was delighted when he heard this and said, "Is it the Thousand Silk Tribulation?"

"In fact, the real name of that sword technique is 'Zhuo Mi Sword Technique', and Thousand Silk Tribulations is just the most basic move among them."

After Uncle Hu finished speaking, without waiting for Lu Yunsheng to ask any questions, he took out a handful of spiritual grains. Lu Yunsheng was very familiar with spiritual grains.

If these spiritual grains did not contain spiritual energy, they would actually be no different from the rice eaten by mortals.

After Uncle Hu took out the spiritual valley, he placed it on a stone table in the backyard, and then pulled a long hair from his head.