Beast

Yang Qing stared helplessly at the green stone wall, laughing at himself for his ignorance. These were the only things he could do with such multiple tasks. He wrote down the simple descriptions behind those tasks, turned around and left the Announcement Hall.

Yang Qing returned to the Hantie mining area along the original route. He needed to make some preparations today before completing the sect's mission. He had to complete his daily homework of mining Hantie raw ore, and he also had to prepare weapons for himself.

As age and strength increase, Yang Qing only needs two hours to complete his daily homework, and sometimes he helps Lu Zhen and others do some.

In the past two years, Yang Qing's strength in one arm has only increased by less than 150 kilograms. In the month when the mining volume was doubled two years ago, Yang Qing's body increased by about 50 kilograms. Yang Qing did not go much.

Thinking that now he has a strength of 300 kilograms in one arm, he can easily complete his daily homework.

After all, after your cultivation reaches the third level of innate heaven, the strength of your body is not very important. Although you have never seen the wonders of true energy, you can still imagine it.

Yang Qing looked around the cold iron mining area but couldn't find any weapons he had. The clumsy long hammer and double-pointed pickaxe were not suitable and could only be used as tools, not weapons.

Knives, swords, axes and other sharp weapons were not available in the Han Iron Mining Area. Yang Qing went around the mountains again, broke off a pine branch from the pine tree that was slightly thinner than his wrist, and repaired it briefly.

Break off the branches and grind them hard on a stone.

Looking at the six-foot-long rough pine stick in his hand, he felt unsure. This was the first time he had heard of using a pine stick to beat the Qishan wolf, which was more ferocious than ordinary wild wolves.

Holding the pine stick in his hand, he returned to the stone house with a sad expression. Lu Zhen, Tian Bo, and Qi Xiaohu were all chatting in the stone house.

"What are you talking about? You're going to use this fire stick to beat the wolf. I'm laughing so hard." After hearing Yang Qing's words, Lu Zhen had an exaggerated expression, holding his stomach and burst into laughter.

"Yang Qing, you are too hasty. From what you said, although this Qishan wolf is not a powerful monster, it still needs the innate cultivation of the third level of heaven. Won't you become its meal if you go?

"Qi Xiaohu looked at the wooden stick in Yang Qing's hand with a solemn expression, worried about him.

"The four of us will go and we should be able to deal with one or two of them. Yang Qing, you'd better not take any risks yourself." Tian Bo said the suggestion in a nagging voice and glared at the heartless Lu Zhen.

"It's not like you three don't understand my situation, and I can't help it. What else do you think I can do?" Yang Qing was even more helpless. He just wanted to sigh for a long time, as if this could relieve the loss and depression in his heart.

"We will go with you and help you save up to 100 sect contribution points." Lu Zhen stopped teasing and said seriously. Yang Qing had a very good relationship with them, so naturally he would find a way to help.

Tian Bo and Qi Xiaohu both nodded readily and agreed. The four of them had helped each other in the past two years and could be said to be best friends.

"More people are not necessarily better. It's easier for someone to get hurt. It's much easier for me to escape if I can't fight alone." Yang Qing felt warm in his heart and grinned to express his gratitude. Then he shook his head with a gloomy look and refused the kindness of a few people. If they were injured because of this, he

I will feel very guilty.

Lu Zhen's expression dimmed and he stopped talking. None of them had reached the third level of innate heaven. Their strength in one arm was less than 200 kilograms. Regardless of whether they could help, they would be at the bottom when they ran away.

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"Yang Qing, take this with you. Maybe you can use it then." Tian Bo took out a small wooden box from his arms and handed it to Yang Qing's hand. He said worriedly, "You have to be careful. It depends on the situation."

OK then run”

"Well, no matter whether it works or not, I have to give it a try." Yang Qing put away the small wooden box, drove away the complicated emotions in his heart, clenched his hands, and said firmly with bright eyes.

Qishan is located in the northwest of Hantie Mining Area, more than seventy miles away, covering an area of ​​five to six miles. The short hilltops are nothing special except for the presence of more wolves. It is only ten miles away from Qishan.

After leaving the Dongju Mountains, we arrived at the township belonging to Fengju City.

The Qishan wolf is more ferocious than ordinary wild wolves and gray wolves. It begins to learn how to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Therefore, the Qishan wolf is stronger, faster, and more cunning. They move around Qishan, and go into the mountains to fight.

Many woodcutters in Chai were hunted by Qishan wolves.

Yang Qing's face was tense, and he was holding a six-foot-long pine stick of uneven thickness, carefully shuttling between the trees. Mosquitoes buzzed in his ears, and his footsteps made a crunching sound on the fallen leaves.

In the early morning, he quickly washed up and filled his stomach, suppressed the hesitation and timidity in his heart, packed up his things amidst the sighs of Lu Zhen and others, and set off for Qishan shivering. At this time, the sun was high in the sky, and he had already entered Qishan.

Within a radius of ten miles.

Encountering many small beasts along the way, Yang Qing was frightened all the way and did not dare to make any big noise. He only hoped that the small beasts would stay far away from him so that he would not think of killing them for meat.

You can encounter Qishan wolves here at any time. It's okay if you encounter a lone wolf, but there is no need to run away if you encounter a group of Yang Qing.

"I sneakily reached over from behind, and when I saw it, I knocked him down with a stick, then beat him to death with random sticks, and finally grabbed the wolf by the legs and ran away." Yang Qing thought whimsically, and his fear gradually faded away.

Then he remembered the scene when he was chased by a dog when he was a child. The grinning look of the wolf dog left a deep fear in Yang Qing. Thinking about it now, it made him tremble in his heart and he moved forward more carefully.

Yang Qing looked carefully and cautiously at the lush vines and thorns that were half as tall as a man and listened with his ears.

Just when Yang Qing was highly concentrated, he suddenly heard the sound of twisting and breaking vines and thorns behind him, as well as the sound of running at extremely fast speeds. Yang Qing's heart suddenly tightened. There was no time to look back and see clearly, and his body was in a hurry.

Lean forward and roll on the spot.

"Ouch..."

A gray-white Qishan wolf ferociously pounced on the place where Yang Qing was standing, and its huge mouth full of fangs bit the air. The Qishan wolf retreated and exerted its strength, and pounced at the rolling Yang Qing again.

Yang Qing had just rolled to the ground, and before he could stand up in a hurry, the Qishan wolf stared with ferocious eyes and pounced again. Yang Qing had no time to turn over and hide, and the wolf kiss was already in front of him.

"hold head high…"

The Qishan wolf took a fierce bite and bit Yang Qing's horizontal pine stick, throwing Yang Qing to the ground. The wolf's mouth was dripping with saliva as it bit the stick in Yang Qing's hand crazily. He heard a low roar in his throat.

The person was trembling, and the sharp claws were clawing at Yang Qing's body randomly.

The warm and sticky saliva of the Qishan wolf dripped onto Yang Qing's face, followed by a rotten stench. The sharp fangs bit into Yang Qing's neck just a few inches away, causing him to become decapitated.

Everywhere, blood spattered three feet.

The tough robe on his chest had been torn into rags, and sharp wolf claws tore bloody wounds on his chest.

The ugly but hard pine stick was covered with marks left by the wolf's teeth, and small chips kept hitting Yang Qing's frightened face. This shows how powerful the wolf kiss was, and it was bitten to the throat.

Either dead or injured.

Yang Qing couldn't care less about the fear in his heart. When he saw that hateful face, his heart became fierce. He held the pine stick in both hands, bent his arms, exerted force on his waist, and drove his lower limbs to move diagonally to the side.

He bent his knees, raised his legs, and slammed his knees into Qishan Wolf's ribs. At this moment, his left arm returned and his right arm exerted force.

Following the Qishan Wolf's shrill scream, Yang Qing, who was more fierce than fear, flipped it sideways.

"Plop"

The Qishan Wolf was thrown half a foot away, rolled around on the ground, and stood up again in embarrassment.

The knee struck the Qishan Wolf's ribs, but no scars could be seen. He lifted it with all his strength, but the pine stick prevented two of the Qishan Wolf's fangs.

Blood gushed out from the broken place of the wolf's fang, mixed with saliva and dripped onto the ground. Yang Qing's face tightened, and he stood up, holding a pine stick and squinting his eyes to confront him.

The Cangshan wolf is large, like a pony, with gray hair all over its body, but its two upright ears are black, and its hooves are as big as an adult's hand and have long sharp claws.

"evil……"

The Qishan wolf's bloodshot eyes stared straight at him, its fangs exposed with cold light, and despite the pain of broken teeth, it roared in a low voice and threatened.

Human flesh has a deep temptation for the Qishan wolf. After eating a meal of human flesh, eating the meat of other beasts is like eating grass. Eating the meat of monks, which contains the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, is even more tonic.

This made the Qishan wolf's eyes become more greedy, the saliva in the wolf's kiss became richer, and the pain in the broken teeth disappeared. He hunched over and took steps, looking for an opportunity to bite.

Seeing the ferocious eyes of the Qishan Wolf, the scarlet tongue, and the sharp fangs, Yang Qing sighed at his prompt response, but was still a little frightened. The contribution to this sect was really hard to make, but what was more, he was inexplicably calm.

Where he was knocked down, the turf was in a mess with wolf claws, the soil was rolled up, and there were criss-crossing ravines.

Now that things have come to this, one of Yang Qing and Qishan Lang is destined to stay here.

Thinking of this, Yang Qing no longer hesitated in his heart and drove away the fear in his heart. Before the Qishan Wolf could pounce again, Yang Qing took the lead and charged at the Qishan Wolf, holding the pine stick tightly.

Yang Qing only mastered the "Sixteen Innate Styles", but they were not used for attacking. He had never touched the points, throws, and splits of stick techniques. He had no moving footwork and could only use pine sticks.

Swing, smash.

The six-foot-long ugly pine stick was swung so fiercely that Qishan Wolf was so cunning that it could not forcefully catch it. Instead, it moved flexibly, keeping a safe distance between the two.

The pine stick he swung out hit the air, causing Yang Qing's body to stumble. He quickly adjusted and faced the Qishan Wolf, so that the Qishan Wolf, who was about to pounce, did not catch the flaw.

Yang Qing was not as fast as the Qishan Wolf, and he could not catch up. He swung the pine stick with a fierce face, but failed every time.

The speed of movement slowed down, and he kicked heavily. If he continued like this, when he was exhausted physically and mentally, he would definitely become a sumptuous lunch for the Qishan Wolf. Veins were pulsing on Yang Qing's face, his eyes were round, and his eyebrows were wide.

He stood up, stepped forward, and swung the pine stick in his hand with all his strength.

Qishan Wolf looked at Yang Qing, his eyes flashing with jest and ridicule like a human being. He took a step back slightly and hit the pine stick empty again.

This time, Yang Qing used all the strength of his upper arms to take a staggering step with his body. While shaking, he turned sideways towards the Qishan Wolf. The Qishan Wolf saw the right moment, and the fierce light flashed in the wolf's eyes. He stepped back and exerted force, soared into the air, and flew into the sky.

The giant crimson mouth with interlaced fangs bit into the unbalanced Yang Qing, who looked panicked. It only took one bite to bite off the soft neck. It had been waiting for this opportunity.

Qishan Wolf couldn't help but think of the delicious taste of human flesh, and even thought that eating the person in front of him might make him stronger.

"I'm afraid you won't come." The panic and anger on his face disappeared. He swung his left leg back, carried his waist with his hips, carried his belt with his belt, carried his shoulders with his shoulder straps, and carried his arms with his shoulders. He swung the pine stick and brought up the harsh and broken sound.

Empty sound.

The pine stick crossed a semicircle, making a "whooshing" sound, and threw all its power on the head of the rising Qishan Wolf. The pine stick broke with a "snap" sound, and the Qishan Wolf screamed sharply, as if it was broken.

Throw it out like a bag.

Yang Qing first deceived the Qishan Wolf and gave him a flaw. When the Qishan Wolf was fooled and pounced, he then used his right foot as a pivot and used all his strength to hit the Qishan Wolf. The whole process sounds long, but in fact it was just over.

A few breaths of time passed.

The wolf is a tofu waist with a copper head and an iron brain. It can reach 500 kilograms with all its strength, coupled with the speed of swinging the pine stick, it only knocks the Qishan wolf away without directly killing it.

The Qishan wolf let out a scream of "Woo-Woo", with blood overflowing from its mouth. It struggled with its front paws and propped its nose on the ground, trying to stand up, but its limbs did not obey its orders, so it had no choice but to let it get up.

Fall again.

Qishan Wolf's eyes were bloodshot and his hair was covered with thick wolf blood. When he saw Yang Qing walking over, he stared at him with blood-red eyes unwillingly and resentfully.

"Crack" Yang Qing threw away half of the pine stick in his hand. He couldn't bear to see the Qishan wolf struggling and suffering. He stepped forward with a few steps, closed his eyes, gritted his teeth and twisted the Qishan wolf who was enduring the pain and dying.

neck.;