It was another sunny day. Bandit A and Bandit B went out to the village to patrol the mountains and hunt.

Wearing straw hats and bark pine jackets, they moved with the soles of their feet in the bushes. They moved without making a sound, and even their breathing continued, moving with the wind, suddenly stopping suddenly, and then suddenly stopping.

It sounds like a breeze blowing through the grass.

This move is called Hao Li Xing, and it was taught to them by the thief boss. It is the superior light skill secretly passed down by Su Weijun at night.

There is no way, the Central Plains is too complicated. If you don't have the ability to join the underworld and become bandits, you will be killed by the idle young men who come out to punish rape and eliminate evil!

First, go through the traps that have been set nearby to see if there are any roe deer that have fallen into them. Then, touch the tree holes and mud pits, and catch a few hares to keep track of. Of course, it would be better if you can meet a lost stranger.

, one arrow shot into the heart, and the thighs and arms were full of good meat. The leftover scrape could be given to the stings on the mountain to enjoy. This month, there was no need to draw lots in the village and send a brother to make the monster's furnace.

Bandits are also human beings, and they are also afraid of monsters, but they are reluctant to let them leave the mountain and flee elsewhere. After all, there is this monster in the forest, and the police from the state capital do not dare to enter the mountain to die.

Without this kind of little demon whose demon elixir has not yet been completed, the bandits can survive in the cracks.

But to be honest, this monster eats people so ruthlessly that villagers and traders from all over the country no longer dare to approach it. The bandits were forced to attack the villages several times, which has attracted a reward from the state government, which is inconvenient.

Went out to rob homes and homes.

But today's luck is not bad, a wild boar actually fell into the trap!

This wild boar was so bloody that it was hard to tell which ravine it had rolled down and fallen into the trap.

Bandit A and Bandit B also stayed awake for many days, and immediately they were so happy that they couldn't help but work hard for a while, dragging the wild boar out of the pit, cutting down tree trunks and wrapping them with foot-binding straps, which they used as poles to lift two wild boars.

I carried it alone and returned to the village happily.

Smelling the aroma of flesh and blood, the bandits salivated at the mouth and became very restless. One said that the pig butt is really fat, just like the little widow in Zhaojia Village. The other said, yes, yes, it looks more like stew when stewed.

More like it!

In this way, I climbed a mountain while resisting the wild boar. When I was going down the slope, a bloody light suddenly swept from the feet of the bandit A. The bandit A screamed and somersaulted down the slope with the pig in his arms.

"What's wrong with you? Your ankle is sprained!?"

Bandit B almost ducked out of the way. Before he could react, he suddenly hit him and a shadow jumped out of the grass nest beside him and hit him straight in the chest!

Bandit B's back was sore and his feet were numb. He couldn't dodge for a moment, and was jumped into his arms by the shadow. He was instantly stabbed in the abdomen, and his chest lit up. His energy spurted out from under him like water, and he realized that he was being stabbed.

He fell down, tilted his head and fell on the grass nest, pretending to be dead.

Qin Jiu didn't see it.

After all, this was the first time he stabbed someone with a sword. He gritted his teeth and jumped out. He thrust out with the sword with all his strength. At this moment, his adrenal glands exploded, blood rushed to his body, and there seemed to be a fire in his lungs. What kind of sword move?

He didn't even remember any sword techniques, let alone last-ditch blows, so he pulled out the wooden sword in his hand that was edged by the blood breath, took a big leap, rushed down the steep slope, and picked up the sword to kill the man he had hidden in the pit just now.

He chopped off his ankles and rolled down the hill with the man and the pig.

Bandit A was also beaten to pieces, but Bandit was injured a lot from stumbling and fighting, and a couple of rolls were nothing if he was rough-skinned and fleshy.

He glanced at his legs and feet, which had been slashed with a knife, and rolled all the way, with broken bones protruding from the flesh, and he knew that he couldn't move. Then he looked up and saw a country boy in sackcloth, charging towards him with a wooden sword.

Bandit B seemed to have been killed without a sound, and his left hand immediately took out a gunpowder sentry cannon from his waist and raised it high.

"Don't even think about it!" Qin Jiu had zero experience in martial arts. He jumped up and slashed with his sword, cutting off the left wrist of the bandit's armor.

So Bandit A raised his hidden right hand and sprinkled a handful of lime on Qin Jiu's face.

"Ahh——!"

Qin Jiu screamed, but before he could dodge, he collided with Bandit A and was bitten on the shoulder by him, nearly tearing out an artery and almost chewing off a large piece of flesh!

"Blood exercise! Bloody sword rain!"

Stimulated by the severe pain and panic, Qin Jiu's whole body's power blossomed and amplified directly. The blood spurted from his shoulders turned into blood arrows and shot out in all directions, shattering Bandit A's skull with a snap.

When he came up, he used all his energy and blood to hit a small bandit soldier. But before Qin Jiu could get up, wipe off the lime and take a breath, his body suddenly shook, and he was sneak attacked by bandit B from behind, who was pretending to be dead, and hit him with three arrows.

, one arrow hit his face and was nailed to his cheek, another arrow was shot to his throat and nailed to his collarbone, and another arrow went to his heart but was blocked by his ribs.

Fortunately, these three arrows were short hand crossbow arrows. The number of stones in the base was limited and they could not penetrate the bones. Unfortunately, the arrows were all coated with snake venom.

So Qin Jiu was shot down in the grass nest, and rolled down the foot of the mountain with the headless bandit and the wild boar covered in blood.

If you are not lucky enough, your adventure in life will end here. But Qin Jiu is really tough. Or maybe he beat the Monkey King enough in the past few days and he has a certain tolerance for pain.

So Qin Jiu, who was rolling and rolling, was blocked by a pine tree. He was so painful that he almost vomited bile, and he suddenly regained consciousness.

“Whoosh—pop!

"

Turning around, he saw that Bandit B had already set off a sentry cannon to call for help. Qin Jiu knew that he would be in trouble if he didn't run away. He ignored the nosebleed, gritted his teeth and got up, stumbling into the forest and escaping back to the bath prepared by the Monkey King.

The pool heals.

Well, this is Qin Jiu's first formation.

In other words, Mr. Yu suddenly disappeared yesterday, probably because he wanted him to complete the exam by himself, so Qin Jiu also planned it carefully.

He tried to find the bandits' stronghold, but found that the bandits were very well-defended. If they were not careful, they would fall into a trap. There were also sentries patrolling regularly. It was impossible to sneak in and get close.

So I carefully revised my plan and shot a wild boar and threw it into a trap, intending to use up the bandit's strength. The original plan was to capture a prisoner or to eliminate the bandit's sentinels one by one.

Unexpectedly, it failed as soon as it started...

Qin Jiu found that his face seemed to be swollen, with a large blue and black blood bubble on his cheek. Qi and blood were not flowing smoothly in his body, and his upper body was paralyzed by venom...

Help...Ape Lord...Help...

Qin Jiu wanted to cry.

He just wants to live an ordinary life of farming, fishing, and feeding chickens. Why is he fighting with people in the deep mountains and forests...

After finally returning to his base with great difficulty, Qin Jiu discovered that his bad luck had just begun.

The medicine pool was actually occupied by someone else...

There are monks bathing in the medicine pool. After all, anyone who is not a fool can see that this spiritual pool is moistened with a lot of genius treasures, which can reshape one's body, cleanse the marrow, shape the body, and cure diseases and injuries. This pool is so big, Qin Jiu is not that good.

What are you talking about? Moreover, it would be fine if fairies with jade skin and silver backs and beautiful country and fragrant country bathe together, but what Qin Jiu is facing is an old man with a naked butt...

"Hey kid! What are you looking at! Are you looking for death? Get out of here!"

This old man even poured water on him... Who the hell wants to look at you...

"Senior, my master prepared this pool for me. Can you let me take a dip in it? I'm almost dead, cough cough."

The blood Qin Jiu vomited turned black...

"Your master? Which sect do you belong to? How can your master be willing to give up so many spiritual materials?"

The old man counted with his fingers and was suddenly startled. He frowned and stared at Qin Jiu for a while.

"Huh? It doesn't even count? It's so powerful...Okay, give your master some face. Stay away from me!"

"Many, thank you, senior."

Qin Jiu hurriedly went to the pool to practice. According to the "Blood Exercise", he changed the tendons and washed the marrow, removing toxins and healing the skin and flesh wounds. The Taoist body was revitalized visibly with the naked eye.

"Hiss... Disciple of the God's Cult? But what kind of skill is this... It doesn't seem to be in the Blood Book..."

The old man looked on with surprise. Although it was against the rules to peek at other sects practicing, but they were both practicing in the spirit pool. He clearly felt that the efficiency of Qin Jiu's practice in cultivating his body far exceeded his own.

The inner sect’s method of refining qi.

But before he could ask any more questions, a glacier stretched across the sky, pulling out a huge ice curtain to cover the clouds and the sun. Then thunder roared from the sky, and the sound shook hundreds of miles.

"Meishan rat! Give me back my magic weapon!"

"Old dog Wang, you are so angry that you have been chasing after me for a whole day..."

The old man gritted his teeth, rolled his eyes, and looked at Qin Jiu,

"Boy, what's your name! What's the master's name? Which sect you belong to! Tell me quickly! Or I'll beat you up!"

Why are you cultivators so violent...

Qin Jiu was helpless, "My name is Qin Jiu, and my master's name is Yuan Gong. We are from Lou Guandao."

"Lou Guan Dao? Does Lou Guan Dao have separate altars? Okay, I've written it down."

The old man moved his hand and threw a candlestick with a broken base into Qin Jiu's arms.

"I borrowed your soul soup! I'll lend you this thing to play with!"

Then, without waiting for Qin Jiu's consent, he turned into a rainbow, rolled up a pool full of elixir, flew into the sky, and shot straight into the sky, like a white dragon breaking through the frozen dome.

"Wang Hu, old dog! Meishan Guo Shen is here, come and chase me!"

“Bring back the fairy lantern!

"

Then a dome of ice and a water dragon fought together in the sky, like thunderclouds and storms, and the torrents of hail rolled up the heavy rain, like a sudden storm, rolling towards the horizon.

"...No, the injury on my face hasn't healed yet...What kind of junk is this..."

Qin Jiu sat in the pool and had no choice but to hold the tattered candlestick first, cover his face, pick out the remaining herbs in the pool, and apply it to the wound to relieve pain.

Suddenly, a human head emerged from the ground of Lingquan and suddenly appeared in front of Qin Jiu. Qin Jiu raised his head silently and watched a green-robed Taoist emerge from the ground and stood in front of him with a smile.
To be continued...