The next morning, the guys from Longbo Kingdom finished their meals and set off early.

They had to hunt enough meat while Gongliang was staying in the Pamir Mountains, otherwise the meat stored in the space would be almost tormented by them. And the wild cows, Lingxiang Deer and other beasts that had just grown were not enough for them to eat. If this continues, they would have to eat side dishes, so they could not help but hunt.

Gongliang waited for them to leave before he slowly got up and woke up Migu and Yuangu, who were still sleeping in.

Today they have to look for Dahu. Although they found Jiuquan yesterday, there is no such thing as too much.

He was eager to find a big spring to fill the gourds, and then he would sell them in Daxia and make a fortune. This is a business that is unsubstantiable, and he likes to do the most.

After breakfast, Migu took out the cocoons made of fat insects and played with round rolls.

Now that she has a rising liking for Yuangu, she is no longer angry with it, they are good friends again.

The chick ate the beads that fell after the plant-like insect died yesterday, and is still sleeping. Gongliang cannot get information about the nearby forests. If he enters the mountains like this, it depends on his luck to find them.

Luck is the most unpredictable thing. To put it bluntly, it is "a blind cat hits a dead mouse". Who knows if it can be found?

As a last resort, Gongliang could only take out a rune real bone, intending to use the method of bone divination to divine information about the nearby big gourd or Jiuquan.

The bonfire was not completely extinguished last night, and there was still a little remaining fire below.

Gongliang went to the forest to pick up some dry firewood and put it on it. After a while, the firewood started to burn.

Then he took the rune bone and put it on the flame to roast it.

But in a while, the dry and blood-red rune bones were roasted to a white spot. As time went by, the white spots slowly turned into a black spot.

Gongliang sat next to the fire, staring at the roasted rune bones, and spit out mysterious ancient words in inexplicable notes in a sonorous and powerful, ups and downs tone.

"Where is the one who is so rude, the one who is so rude..."

As the notes appeared, the surroundings suddenly became quiet, the wind stopped blowing, and the trees stopped shaking.

Migu and Yuangugu seemed to feel something, and hid behind Gongliang in fear, and did not dare to stick their heads out.

For a moment, the world was solemn, and only the sound waves spit out from Gongliang's mouth were left to sweep away.

The flames on the firewood pile, under his spell bonus, suddenly danced enchantingly, and the power of the fireworks quickly climbed up and burned hotly. After a moment, the flames burned to the extreme, suddenly turned blue, purple, and finally turned white, strong and hot flames.

The strong and hot flames kept burning the rune bones, and gradually, the black beast bones of the flame were roasted into a piece of flame red. Then the red turned purple and purple turned black again.

It seemed to be extremely hot, and the rune bone suddenly cracked.

"Beep...boo..."

A bone crack sounded like an eternal sound of Tao, resounding in the soul.

In an instant, Gongliang entered a state of indescribable shape. The scenery in front of him changed, and a picture appeared. It was a valley surrounded by mountains, and a large gourd was lying quietly on the plains in the valley.

The big gourd is so big that it actually accounts for one fifth of the valley.

There is a small lake at the corner of the valley. The lake water is green and a small spring flows down from the mountain wall.

Suddenly, the lake water moved slightly, and a big head appeared from the lake.

Looking closely, it was a one-horned dragon. The dragon seemed to feel someone peeking into the air. Gongliang happened to see the pair of giant eyes, his mind moved slightly, and immediately withdrew from the indescribable state.

The true rune bones instantly turned into ashes and flowed from the cracks between the hands to the ground like sand.

Gongliang checked his body carefully and found that this time the bone divination consumed only one-fifth of his true energy, unlike before, almost hollowed out his body.

It seems that as my cultivation level increases, my bone fortune becomes more and more free to apply it.

Gongliang took a break and took Migu and Yuangui to the direction guided by Gubu.

As the name suggests, the Pamirs and the Pamirs, in addition to the lush trees, also have ups and downs. So along the way, Gongliang and others walked among the mountains, sometimes climbed high mountains, sometimes flowed through streams, and sometimes passed through the forest.

The dense jungle inevitably has beasts lurking, but with rice and Gongliang there, they all become meat-storage foods.

I crossed another ridge, and in front of it was the valley surrounded by mountains indicated by Gubu.

Gongliang took Rice Valley and climbed up a towering mountain peak, laying on it and looking down. He saw that the valley was like a picture of bones, surrounded by numerous mountains, and there was an extremely huge gourd, which was dark yellow and ripe. It was obviously mature. Not far from the gourd, there was a wide lake, and a clear spring kept flowing out from the cracks of the high mountain rocks and pouring into the lake.

Gongliang observed for a while but did not find the one-horned dragon in the bone divination picture. He thought to himself that he had left.

At this time, a group of bighorn sheep came down from the foot of the mountain to the valley and walked towards the lake.

Judging from their skillful appearance, they obviously come here a lot.

The bighorn sheep slowly walked to the lake to drink water, and seemed to have no idea of ​​the existence of the dragon in the lake, or were not afraid at all.

"Ahhh..."

Suddenly, a sharp cry came from the air. From a distance, a bird with wide wings came from afar. As it flew closer, Gongliang finally saw clearly that it was a snake with four wings, six eyes, and three legs.

According to Ji Wuyong, who knew on a floating flying raft, Sour is one of the eight tribes of the demon clan and was the pioneer of the demon clan's battle in the world.

Gongliang didn't expect that just a few days later, he saw another of the eight chapters.

The bighorn sheep drinking water by the lake heard the sound, looked up and saw the sourness, but there was no sign of moving at all, and continued to lower her head to drink water.

The acid and speed were so fast that in an instant, they flew from a distance, rushed towards the big-horned sheep drinking water by the lake, grabbed one with one claw, flapped its wings, and flew to the place where it came and went.

When it flew over the lake, an extremely ferocious and huge horned dragon head suddenly jumped out of the lake. It opened its mouth and swallowed it and the three-horned sheep, and then drilled into the water, and didn't even look at the bighorned sheep drinking water by the lake.

The bighorn sheep seemed not afraid of it. After drinking the water, they still leisurely ate grass in the valley until they were full.

Gongliang lay on the mountain and watched from a distance, puzzled by the relationship between the bighorn sheep and the one-horned dragon.

Is it too nonsense that the unicorn dragon protects them?

After thinking for a long time, Gongliang couldn't think of any reason, so he simply stopped thinking about it.

After this incident, he found that it was not easy to get the big gourd in the valley. He probably had to pass the Unicorn Dragon's level first. The aura of the Unicorn Dragon should be at the level of a high-level monster, so it was a bit difficult to kill it. It seems that he had to be smart this time.

After thinking about it, he took Migu and Yuangugonggong away from the mountain and found a place outside the mountains to live, wanting to wait for the people of Longbo to come back before making a good plan.
Chapter completed!