The beautiful man in white said something like a lighthouse in the vast ocean, guiding the direction for the fat man on the trek.

So the fat man did not kill the old man in white. He asked a series of questions and took away his brother's bow and arrow, but the other party still lay on the ground and fled himself.

Before leaving, the fat man said, "Brother, thank you!"

Then he ran to the stream and recycled the Iron Clawed Wind Wolf.

The fat man made a fortune by the way and took away the handsome man in black's iron sword and a set of leather armor.

"Iron Clawed Wind Wolf is a ninth-grade third-level spirit beast, each recovering 30 trial merits."

"A total of 12 Iron Clawed Wind Wolves were recovered and 360 trial medals were won."

“Current Trial Medal: 613.”

The fat man opened his eyes and found that the recovery achievements of spirit beasts of different grades were also different.

"When encountering that kind of ninth-grade ninth-level spirit beast, wouldn't it be possible for each to recover 90 meritorious deeds?"

The fat man was very hearted and had the idea of ​​a high-level spirit beast.

With the dream of earning a thousand merits and buying a dragon-slaying sword, he entered the forest of hundreds of beasts full of dangers.

Experienced spirits understand the truth that Lin Mo has entered, but fat people do not have that kind of experience.

The Black Forest on Black Dragon Island was once the main food source for fat people, and he had a natural hobby for the jungle.

After walking for a while, the fat man stopped and fell into deep thought.

That familiar feeling came out again, as if he had been to the Hundred Beasts Forest.

Compared with the familiar feeling in the previous few times, this time it felt even stronger, and it seemed that something was about to emerge from the cocoon in the depths of my soul.

The fat man sat in a daze for half an hour, but he never understood the reason.

Then he stood up and tried on the leather armor of a handsome man in black.

The facts prove that this world is too real. With the size of a fat black man, he can't wear the clothes and shoes of the tall and thin man.

Seeing that the fat man was about to burst out a top, the angel could not bear to see it: "The rookie spirit, the armor purchased from the Merit Building is tailor-made for you. The weapons and armor you obtained in the Trial Land can be recycled in three folds."

The fat man tried it and the recycling was successful.

"A regular weapon, iron sword, original price of 100 merits, and 30 merits are recovered."

"From a set of ninth-grade black spirit pig skin armor, the original price is 200 meritorious deeds, and 60 merits are recovered."

“Current Trial Medal: 703.”

The fat man saw how dark the angel sister was, and he was comparable to the big ship merchants who came to the village to collect things every month.

At the same time, he also figured out the rules. He killed human spirits by himself and could only get the other party’s unspent merits, and could not get the other party’s spiritual skills learned. The weapons and armor he had taken down could only be sold at a low price.

As for the iron-tied bow and iron-feathered arrow of the old man in white, the fat man did not plan to recycle it, so it would be better to keep it for yourself.

"Armor is more expensive than weapons, is it because it can save your life?"

The fat man took off his shirt and looked at his right side. The scars caught by the iron clawed wind wolf were a little hideous.

The wound had scabbed, and there was still pain when waving his right arm. This made the fat man realize how painful it was: he had to use a set of armor to defend himself.

Before fighting a handsome man in black, he had seen the power of leather armor with his own eyes.

With the sharpness of the steel sword, he cut the black spirit bead leather armor several times, but only faint white marks were cut out.

If the fat man hadn't had a flash of inspiration and grabbed the flaw and slashed the head with a knife, the black-clothed man who was protecting his body with leather armor had no choice.

"Successfully exchanged for the Black Spirit Pig leather armor, pants, and shoes three-piece set, and consumed 200 merits."

“Current Merits: 503.”

The fat man changed into the same equipment as the brother in black, which was already the cheapest armor in the Merit Building.

It was indeed tailor-made. The newly replaced leather armor fits very well, perfectly setting off the fat man's general's belly and elephant legs.

With a nourishing mood, the fat man stood under a big tree and was swearing to his heart's content.

That kind of real swearing made him worry about whether he would wet the bed in the real world.

The sun hangs on the hill, and a more real sense of hunger comes.

The fat man was not panicked at all and found something to fill his stomach in the Merit Building.

"Successfully exchanged for the first generation of ninth grade jerky, spending 50 merits."

“Current Merits: 453.”

A black cloth bag the size of a bucket floated in the void half a meter away in front of me.

The fat man reached out and grabbed the black cloth bag in his hand.

When I opened it, I saw it was filled with thin jerky two fingers wide.

This kind of jerky meat is a bit of origin. It is smoked from the most delicious barbarian beef among the nine-grade spirit beasts. It has a shelf life of three months.

The fat man ate a piece and felt the real sense of taste.

He felt that his life had finally improved.

He has never eaten such a delicious hard dish when he grows up.

People in the small fishing village usually eat fish, chicken, duck, geese, pork, beef and mutton, which is a very luxurious thing in the village.

Only Aunt Li, who is not short of money, occasionally stew a chicken to make up for it.

Just because of that chicken, the fat man almost didn't want to work harder.

"Hmph, have you eaten the beef of spirit beasts?"

At this moment, the fat man felt that his persistence finally made sense.

Those villagers who once laughed at him for eating wild vegetables often would never understand his happiness.

While eating, he studied his spiritual seal - Black Book.

According to the old man in white, there are three common mainstream spiritual seals, either increasing strength, increasing speed, or increasing defense. There are also some non-mainstream spiritual seals, such as the hawk-eye of a handsome man in white, which are of great use.

The fat man's black book does not give face, has no attack power or defense, and its purpose is unknown. Until now, only a preface has appeared.

"After all, it's my spiritual seal. Brother white clothes said that each spiritual seal has a function, but... what's the use of my black book?"

The fat man studied until dark, but he didn't find out why.

The night in Paradise is no different from the Black Dragon Island.

The fat man sat under a towering tree, gave up studying black books, and began to think about the spiritual power in his body.

Since the awakening of spiritual power, no one needs to teach him. He has learned how to mobilize spiritual power, and it will come naturally.

Huhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

He punched several times in a row, experiencing the difference between spiritual power and brute force.

There is comparison, there is harm. The fat man feels like living in a dog before.

In the past, he only used brute force and consumed extremely severe physical energy.

If he uses his strength to suck his breasts up to twenty times each time, he will be exhausted.

Spiritual power and brute force are different, thicker and longer.

The fat man punched a hundred punches in a row before he could get symptoms of exhaustion.

Just because he punched a hundred punches, he sat in the cave and gasped.

"Hot-blooded, Dad is right, the young man is so passionate."

The fat man smiled awkwardly and realized a problem: if a spirit beast rushes in now, he will not have the strength to resist.

He sat and rested for an hour, and his physical strength had almost recovered, but his spiritual power had only been restored to 10%.

According to this natural recovery, spiritual power takes ten hours to recover, and the cycle is too long.

"Brother White-clothed said that the Spiritual Art is the foundation of the spiritual beings in the world. It is a technique of breathing, breathing, and internal breathing. Persistence in practicing can temper oneself, improve one's spiritual power, and it can greatly increase the spiritual power recovery speed when it is activated... I have to make a set of Spiritual Art."

The fat man did what he thought of, and searched for the Merit Building.

His pore breathing and integration with the heaven and earth should be a spiritual technique.

It’s just that the state is sometimes spiritual and sometimes unrestrained, which is too unstable.

To be on the safe side, he decided to learn the regular spiritual techniques.

The spiritual techniques in the Merit Building are varied, and the fat man is dazzled.

After reading it over and over for an hour, he figured out the various secrets.

The secrets on the first floor of the Meritorious Building are divided into three levels and are placed on three huge bookshelfs in an orderly manner.

The first category is the secret book of ordinary products, with exchange prices ranging from 100 to 900 merits.

The second category is the mysterious secret book, which is exchanged for 1,000 to 9,000 merits, and requires a high level of understanding to learn it.

The third category is the secret book of magical products, which is sold at a unified price of 10,000 yuan, such as "Bei Ming Divine Art", "Six-Meridian Divine Sword", etc.
To be continued...