"Hold it, my young man, I hope you can hunt several cleft monster rats, I wish you good luck!"

Zhao Li took the three-point fork made of cold iron handed over by the old man. When he saw the old man leaving anxiously, he couldn't help but feel distressed: "My mother, why do I feel like I'm on the pirate ship?"

The old man actually left more than a three-point fork, and there was also a small bag of vermicelli fruit. This purple-black fruit is only as big as a finger, with a very bitter and timid taste and even a refreshing effect. However, this thing is not a rare item, and it breeds everywhere in the Netherworld Mountains.

Zhao Li took two things and began to carefully look at the entire secret site of the molten cave. The walls on all sides were full of hard rocks. It was really unbelievable how the old man split it out.

The 78 purple soul night fragrance flowers are being planted in the center of the molten cave, arranged sparsely and orderly. What usually provides them is not water and soil inlay, but the blood of wild beasts and a large amount of blood of wild beasts.

It is precisely because of this that the old man stayed in the village of Tihuang. Zhao Li secretly speculated in his heart that the so-called acquisition of wild animal fur and materials might just be a way to add to the point.

Suddenly, just as he was slowly pondering, a faint fragrance seemed to float into Zhao Li's nostrils everywhere, and his mind seemed to feel drowsy.

In an instant, Zhao Li was trembling all over. Of course, he knew the smell of Zihun Yexiang here. Once the human body inhaled too much, it would become drowsy and sleepy.

"You can't sleep, you'll lose your life as soon as you sleep." Zhao Li felt a little worried and quickly took out a purplish fruit from the bag and bit it.

At the entrance of the fruit, a bitter taste bud surged in my brain, and Zhao Li couldn't help but feel excited, his expression remained unchanged. He found a clean empty space and sat cross-legged and began to silently use the "breath-retaining technique."

The whole person was like an old monk sitting in his seat, not moving at all. At this moment, if someone approached to explore, he would definitely be surprised.

Because at this time, Zhao Li not only stopped breathing, but also all pores in his entire body had been completely closed, completely keeping all the foreign smells away from the door.

………

On the rock wall at the top of the molten cave, the old man was lying in another space on the wall. Through a small hole, he looked at Zhao Li's dynamics in surprise. Just now, the old man suddenly felt that Zhao Li had disappeared in place.

He quickly wiped his eyes, but he didn't expect that Zhao Li was still cross-legged and did not move too much.

"This, what kind of martial arts is this?" The old man was shocked at this moment. As a rare Xuan-grade planting spirit, the old man certainly would not easily hand it over to a young boy to protect it. Even if this boy was a bit unique, he could hunt five Gongyi Poison Eagles without any harm.

At this moment, the old man was really shocked: "Could it be that this mysterious skill passed on to him by Zhao Yu?"

"But I have never heard of Zhao Yu having such skills..."

The old man couldn't figure it out, and after a long time, he shook his head and laughed at himself: "No matter what secret this kid has, as long as he can save me a bottle of Qingshen Lu every day, I will make a lot of money."

………

Without mentioning the old man's secret observation, Zhao Li completely entered the state of activating breath-catching techniques, aiming at a thin line with his eyes to warn of every move in the entire molten hole.

But a simple annotation of the Split Demon Rat flashed through my mind: Split Demon Rat, a first-grade group of monsters, the favorite food is the purple soul night fragrance flower stamen, which hides in the nest during the day and forages at night. It is timid and loves sneak attacks. Once the group of rats exceeds 100, the demon rat king will appear, and its strength is approximately the third-grade monster.

The above simple annotation is the "Collection of Monsters" that Zhao Li has always kept secretly. This collection has always been regarded as a treasure by Zhao's father, and no one in the village knows it.

In the past, Zhao Li was originally a fanatical martial arts fanatic, so Zhao Li easily found a simple annotation of the Demon-Splitting Rat from his memory.

However, the technique of breath-catching is Zhao Li's biggest reliance on this trip. The reason why he promised the old man's invitation was not that he completely wanted money and life.

In fact, Zhao Li is an extremely arrogant person at heart. In his own eyes, he believes that his life is the most expensive in the world. How could he fight for just five hundred dust coins?

He knew very well that although the split demon rat is a monster, he is very timid by nature. As long as he is not confused by the smell of Zihun Yexiang, as long as he does not fall into a coma and is attacked by the demon rat, then these five hundred dust coins will be captured.

Besides, I don’t know if the structure of the Tianchen World is unique, but he practiced the breath-catching technique silently without much effect, and he came to this world and found it thousands of miles a day.

If he remembered correctly, his current state of breath-catching technique should have reached the level of his parents in his previous life.

Now, the breath-catching technique can not only stop breathing for up to 12 hours, but also restrain the pores of the whole body.

Time was just as Zhao Li silently used the breath-catching technique to pass, and in the blink of an eye, it was already three times.

Suddenly, Zhao Li inadvertently raised his head and glanced at the top wall, and the feeling of being peeped away had disappeared.

In fact, Zhao Li was aware of the old man's secret peeping when he used his breathing technique, but Zhao Li didn't take it seriously.

However, now that peeping has disappeared, he still breathes a sigh of relief. After all, as a killer habit for many years, he certainly doesn't like this feeling of being peeped.

After not moving at all for three hours, Zhao Li couldn't help but stretch his body slightly, but at this moment, a strange noise trembled into his ears.

"Here..." Zhao Li's nerves all over his body couldn't help but collapse. It was already midnight. He thought that the demon-splitting rat would not come, but he didn't expect that when he was letting go, the strange sound came so suddenly.

Zhao Li grabbed the cold iron steel fork quietly and looked at the sound. He saw a crack silently on the west corner of the molten cave.

Zhao Li's pupils couldn't help but shrink violently. If he had observed correctly just now, the ground of the molten cave was extremely hard Huagang Rock.

Such a hard rock, but a crack was silently sunk, really made him feel frightened. The monsters in this world were indeed too dangerous. This was a novel world that he had never seen before.

Before he knew it, Zhao Li didn't even notice it himself. His blood flow gradually boiled. Perhaps he was a person who was inclined to take risks.

Instead of retreating, Zhao Li began to slowly approach the crack.

After a while, a monster's head quietly poked out under the crack, and the shape was indeed seventy-seven-point like a rat.

Golden hair color, two long tentacles on the forehead...
Chapter completed!