Traveling back to ancient times from the Western Han Dynasty

The setting sun lingered among the mountains, reluctant to set, turning the sky and the earth red.

On a hillside covered with wild trees and weeds, five people with wounds on their bodies fought their way to a cave.

A young man in a black robe with a brown cloth wrapped around his arm tied two black feathers and a stone on the roadside with a rope and threw them into the cave.

"Oh!"

A fire lit up in the cave, burning everything mixed up inside until only the stones were left.

This group of people were Yan Fang and his companions who came here to complete a hunting mission.

Hunting and driving away the vicious beasts that gathered in the surrounding area could, on the one hand, protect the surrounding small tribes and increase the living space for humans; on the other hand, it could train the warriors of the tribe to be prepared for emergencies.

This was the seventh day of hunting for Yan Fang and his team. The members of the team were not unfamiliar with hunting teams. They had already developed some tacit understanding after working together in the marginal areas. Now they were heading deep into the barren mountains.

The overall strength of their team is already very strong, but it is still not enough in the uninhabited mountains and wilderness where all kinds of ferocious beasts are lurking.

Today, because of a special crescent-shaped herb, several of them were injured. If it weren't for Yan Fang's special spiritual power that could heal them, they would probably have lost many people.

"No problem, we can rest there until tomorrow morning."

Chang, with a brown cloth bag wrapped around his hand, scattered some unknown black medicinal powder around the cave. He closed his eyes and sensed it for a moment before speaking to the others in the team.

As a shaman, he has a strong sense of his surroundings and knows how to exorcise evil spirits.

His hand was poisoned by snake venom, which could only be treated when he was resting. Fortunately, the snake had not yet turned into a monster, and the witch doctor was also good at dealing with these things, otherwise it would have been very troublesome.

"Okay, deputy captain, go and take care of your breathing first, we'll cook."

After reaching the cave and confirming that he could rest, Shi Yuan breathed a sigh of relief.

In the previous battle, her skin and flesh became strong after her transformation, and she recovered quickly after Yan Fang healed the injuries she suffered. However, she consumed a lot of physical strength and needed to replenish her energy quickly.

Yan Fang had been injured by a ferocious beast in a battle before, and the wind evil had entered his body, so his problem was more troublesome than for others.

Yan Fang's physique is weaker and he has not developed the will to practice martial arts, so he needs to use spiritual power to constantly cleanse himself in order to get rid of the evil spirit.

"Okay, I'm really a burden to you this time."

Yan Fang observed the surroundings and found nothing unusual. He took out a lot of things from a pocket in his arms. In addition to the corpses of ferocious beasts hunted in the past few days, there were also straw mats, tools for making meals, and wood collected on the road.

Different from others who treated a storage bag as a family heirloom, this time he deliberately put a lot of daily necessities in the bag, so it also became logistics.

"Of course not. If it weren't for you, Brother Fang, who helped summon the painted beast, our team would be in trouble."

Xuan helped Yan Fang walk to a corner of the cave. He recalled the previous scene and felt quite fortunate.

It was because Yan Fang took the risk to summon the painted beast to help others that he was later attacked by the ferocious beast.

"This thing should be able to help you awaken your bloodline. See how to use it first."

Yan Fang did not regulate his breathing immediately but took out the herbs they had obtained earlier.

This herb grows on the mountainside, above the spring. It looks quite ordinary and does not store much vitality. Xuan and the others do not recognize it, but Yan Fang finds that it makes Qing's blood vibrate, so Yan Fang specially asks Shi Yuan to pick it.

As it turned out, the herbs were guarded by a giant snake that was about to transform into a demon. The snake in turn attracted other ferocious beasts, causing them to fight fiercely, in which all of them were injured.

I don’t know if this big snake knows that this herb is special.

"it is good!"

Qing didn't act pretentiously and swallowed the herb directly.

Since they all thought that Yan Fang grew up in a demon tribe, it was not surprising that Yan Fang knew the method to awaken his bloodline.

"Hmm? Why don't you study it?"

Yan Fang originally thought that Qing, as a member of a witch family, should be able to study the properties of medicines, and then either make pills or decoctions with other herbs to take, or apply them externally for rituals or something, but the result is that he just swallows it directly?

"Shi Yuan also awakened in this way before? Is there a problem?"

Qing looked at Shi Yuan and explained. Because of the precedent of Shi Yuan, he thought that the herbs Yan Fang found for them should be swallowed in this way.

"no problem...."

The corners of Yan Fang's mouth twitched, and he thought that this was truly Shi Yuan's style, while Qing was not as stable as the Huoyu Clan in this respect.

Shi Yuan over there didn't care about other things. Instead, he gathered the wood together and piled it up. Then he took out another piece of wood and scratched it quickly and vigorously with his hands.

"Hehehe! Look at you guys, let me show you the barbecue skills I learned from Yan Fang!"

While she was speaking, the wood in her hand received just the right amount of friction and it caught fire. Shi Yuan was afraid of getting burned as she held it in her left hand, so she just threw it into the pile of wood and started a fire very easily.

Even though it was not the first time Yan Fang had seen it, he still thought it was very cool. He knew that this wood was just an ordinary wood. Shi Qing had a good ability to control strength. Unfortunately, he had just started to learn body building. Although he knew the techniques, he could not do it.

The hunting life in the past few days has broadened his horizons. He has seen many strange animals and plants, and also witnessed the wisdom of people in ancient times when facing the wilderness, ferocious beasts, and poisonous plants.

Fortunately, he and Xuan stayed at the back of the team, while Qing and Shi Yuan led the way in front, otherwise he felt that he would not survive a day if he stayed alone in the wild.

"call."

Yan Fang watched several people busying themselves, while he went to a corner and sat cross-legged.

After he left the Youxiong tribe, his condition began to deteriorate in all aspects. Not only because he lost his affinity with the world, but also because of environmental factors other than the bears. The outside world was even more dangerous.

There was more evil spirit and resentment mixed in the vital energy, and even the speed of Que Ling's breathing in and out of spiritual energy became extremely slow. His spiritual power was also greatly suppressed in this environment, and it was difficult to operate.

The painted beast he summoned only had 30% of its original power.

If he had not started to exercise his body and was not wearing the fire-washed clothes, he would not have been able to hold out for so many days.

The most serious thing was that with his five senses nourished by the spiritual power of the painting, he could even faintly hear the wailing of heaven and earth, and feel the sorrow and pain, which had a great impact on him.

Now he has begun to return to the situation where he has to carry the scroll with him all the time when he walks.

Xuan and the others did not notice anything unusual, or perhaps they had long been accustomed to such an environment.

Among the vital energy, the evil energy that is harmful to Yan Fang is nothing to them, and it cannot even be called evil, just like modern humans are not afraid of the breeze.

The evil energy they need to strengthen their bodies is dozens of times stronger than this, and Yan Fang himself has a very poor physique. Staying in this primitive air is equivalent to strengthening his body all the time.

The wind evil that invaded his left hand was quite special. It was a kind of evil spirit generated by a ferocious beast. After invading his flesh, it would take root in his body. If it was not cleaned up in time, it would continue to grow.