Spiritual Resurgence: Cultivating Immortality from Farming

The earl and everyone held back their breath and did not dare to go down. There were more monsters than these in the woods.

Sure enough, after a while, another tiger ran out, followed by several mature tigers, to help the besieged tiger. The tiger injured several wolves, and it was also bitten in many places, and the wolf's claws were still there. It had multiple scratches on it.

There was blood and a bit of a bloody smell, and there were more monsters watching not far away, trying to take advantage of the situation.

The Wolf King, who had been directing from the side, saw more tigers coming out, and he shouted again, calling for more companions to come out to help.

Those tigers joined the battle group. With the addition of these tigers, the wolves were at a disadvantage. The Wolf King no longer watched on the side and joined the battle group.

It's helping them lose less quickly and wait for the support team to arrive.

Old hunters often go into the mountains to hunt. The places they enter are not very deep. They have never seen such a large formation. They are frightened in the trees at this moment.

The count holds the magic wand tightly in his hand. When in danger, he will use the magic wand to deal with it as soon as possible.

He had never seen so many monsters fighting. He was nervous with the treasure in his hands. The other young people were also frightened and held the weapons tightly in their hands.

With the addition of several tigers, the wolf became weak, and the tigers quickly killed several wolves.

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The smell of blood makes more vicious monsters want a piece of the pie.

Around them fighting, there were leopards, lions, and some cheaper monsters watching not far away, trying to eat them without giving them a fatal blow when they were fighting to the point of dying.

"Ouch"

Another group of wolves ran over from another place in the woods. They were the companions recruited by the Wolf King, and they also joined the battle group.

With the addition of this pack of wolves, the tigers who had the upper hand became weak again.

The tiger did not want his companion to die, so the king of the forest chose to escape for the first time, knowing that the lion standing next to him would have a stronger attack.

They don't want the group to be destroyed, so what does it mean to lose the face of the Mountain King?

Tigers and some high-priced monsters have developed intelligence and will fight whenever they disagree, and choose to escape if they are defeated.

The tiger suddenly fled, and the wolves picked up their companions and followed him.

The other monsters didn't want their prey to escape, so they also chased after it.

The cheaper monsters began to flee, and the strongest monsters came out of their caves, knowing that they would become cannon fodder and prey.

Everyone saw that the place where the fighting was fierce just now smelled only of blood, and it returned to its original state.

At the suggestion of the old hunter, the count could not dig herbs near here. The smell of blood would not dissipate and would attract monsters.

They walked down the tree and took another path into the mountain, choosing to enter the higher forest.

After a day of digging for herbs, when night fell, their baskets already contained half a basket of precious herbs.

When night fell, they chose to light a fire with tree branches, ate dry food in the fire, and found some fruits. It was a pity that they did not hunt. If there were game to barbecue now, it would be such delicious food.

They had gone up the mountain for so long without encountering a water source, and the water they brought with them was running low.

For safety's sake, a fire was built, but they climbed into the tree, but pulled some grass around to prevent their whole souls from being on fire.

"Cuckoo"

It sounded like an animal or a human. The count and his group didn't know that this was a code word used by people in the mountains.

Not to mention that there are experts in the world of immortality living in the deep mountains. Not only the experts come here to practice, but also the people who live in seclusion here.

The Count and the others did not match the code, and the other party knew that these people were intruders.

Not knowing whether these people were enemies or passers-by, the man chose a tree and attacked him to inquire.

"Ah..." A viscount who was attacking in a sneak attack only had time to make a sound of "ah". His person was caught by the other party, and he was sucked in with a strange technique.

The earl heard the sound, used the magic wand to find the opponent, and started the magic wand function to attack the opponent.

The colorful light of the magic wand illuminates the opponent's hiding place, and the light hits that person.

That man was a cultivator. He used his own magic to block the attacking light and then counterattacked.

The count stayed at the tree, and the other party's skill knocked the tree down. He also jumped from this tree to another tree, still attacking the other party with the magic wand in his hand, and asked the other party in words:

"Friend, who are you? We are just people who come to dig herbs in the mountains. Why are you attacking us?"

The count surrounded the group of people with the light of his magic wand to prevent the other party's spells from hitting his people.

"Everything in the mountains belongs to us, you can't take it out." This man spoke very domineeringly, and of course he had such a proud tone because of his ability.

"Who finds the things in the mountains that belong to the other person? You are too domineering, my brother. It's not easy for us to come in, so we can't work in vain."

The earl heard this man's domineering statement. If they didn't come with the old hunter this time, and only they came in the future, would they be captured or killed by these people again?

It seems that the business of selling herbal medicine is not safe, but wealth and wealth are at risk. I hope I can make friends with this man this time and not embarrass his tribe in the future.

"Hmph, I'm not the only one living in the mountains here. Even if I can let you go, they won't let you go. I don't know how you can hide your aura. If the monsters don't attack you, it seems like you are just ordinary people. , how can you see us? Only this thing in your hand is a treasure!"

As he talked, this man wanted to steal the treasure. He was very curious about whether the other party's magic weapon could withstand its attack. Even the high-priced monsters hid from his spells when they saw him.

The Earl knew the other party's intentions and could only use the powerful force of her magic wand to subdue the other party.

This man is not a vegetarian. He may use his powerful magic to attack not only the earl, but also other people.

I found that my attack on others was blocked, and I even realized that the opponent's magic weapon was very powerful.

Deliberately trying to deceive them, he said: "You can dig out herbs and we can be friends. I invite you to come to where we live. Do you dare to go?"

Before the earl could speak, some old hunters had already asked him not to go. If there were so many of them, it would be interesting if the other party was a trap, and the whole army would be wiped out without any return.

When the count came, he promised his family and clan members that he would bring them in safely and bring them back safely.

This strange man, under the light of his magic wand, could clearly see his hair hanging down his body, but his face could not be seen, only his beard.

He didn't believe this man and saw cunning in his eyes.

"My friend, there is no need to go to your place. We still have things to go back to. We will meet again when we have the opportunity in the future. You let our people go." The earl did not believe what the other party said.

"Hahahaha, if you don't agree to come to my place to have fun, you guys won't be able to go back."

The other party was like a ghost, and the words he spoke gave people a creepy feeling.

The old hunter kept sending secret messages to the count, and also told other young people not to believe this man. This was definitely a conspiracy.

The earl would not be fooled by others, so he smiled coolly and said:

"Then it depends on whether you have the ability to keep us? We don't steal or rob, and we don't go out of our way to offend you. Whoever has the ability to get the resources in the deep mountains and old forests can get it. I think you are a drunkard who doesn't care about drinking. You are interested in us. Is there another plan?"

"Then give it a try?" The man whistled and called to his companion.

He launched a stronger attack and used swords and swords against the earl. The sharp blades in the light hit the vital points of so many people.

The Earl chanted a spell in her mouth, used her magic wand to defend against the opponent's attack, and also emitted a beam of light to surround everyone and prevent the opponent from being harmed.

"Bang bang"

The man's sharp blade hit the light from the magic wand, making a loud sound.

"Sosou"

Several men in black walked out of the dense forest. Like the man in front of them, they all had hair covering their faces. They looked unkempt, but the clothes they wore looked like killers, like a group of gangsters.

When the count saw several more people coming from the other side, he became even more defensive. In addition to the magic wand in his hand, he could attack and defend the other side.

The weapons in the hands of his tribesmen could not withstand the opponent's attacks. It felt like they were no match for four punches with both hands.

He knew that if he went any further, he might fall into someone else's trap. Everyone's backpack already contained a lot of herbs. If he hadn't stopped hunting forcibly, the harvest this time would have been quite good.

The earl thought carefully and decided that for everyone's safety, he had to protect the clan members and leave.

He also secretly told his tribe what he meant, and the old hunter agreed to retreat. There was danger ahead, so he decided to go back for his own safety.

The young people disagreed, unwilling to go out and go back so soon.

More than 20 people were divided into two groups. The old hunters thought it would be better to go back, while the young people opposed their opinions.

The earl frowned and argued about how long it had been. He issued an order and said:

"We can do some hunting if we go back, and we can dig out some good herbs around the edge of the mountain. But if I can't stand it, we will all be trapped here, and it is more likely that our ancestral magic weapon will be robbed. From now on, the treasure that protects the cottage is gone. Not only am I responsible, you are also responsible."

"Yes! The count is right. You are still young and ignorant. How can you keep the green hills here, even if there is no firewood?" the old hunter persuaded the young man.

"Okay! I didn't look at the almanac this time. It's a bad start. Earl, you protect our retreat and let them see how powerful we are." The viscount was unwilling to be bullied, and the young man's anger was brought out.

One by one, they took out their most powerful weapons, including the bows and arrows they usually used for hunting, to deliver a fatal blow to the opponent.

"Hehehe, it's not that easy to escape. It's better than Grandpa."

One of these men in black looks like the leader, not the previous one. Maybe the previous one is a pathfinder.

"Whose grandfather do you think you are? I am still your ancestor!"

The earl was not weak either. He chanted a spell and began to transform into a super warrior.

"Oh, it turns out this baby has such a function. Grandpa has ordered you as a baby."

"Hahaha"

The people in black are not afraid of the count. Except for the objects in this man's hands that pose a slight threat to them, the others are useless. What tools are they holding in their hands?

Are hunting tools useful to them? They are immortals from the world of cultivating immortals, and they are also robbery immortals. All those who explore and experience here will be eliminated by them, and they will kill people and seize treasures.

"Dang Dang Dang"

The black people also wanted their own magic weapons. The light of the magic wand collided with the magic weapons they cast, making a louder sound.

This struggle between people is even more severe than the previous fierce struggle between monsters and beasts.

They attacked each other with sharp blades, knocking down the surrounding trees and creating craters on the mountain.

In addition to the people fighting here, the monsters that usually appear very powerful are hiding from a distance, peeping at the human fights from a distance.

When they fight you to the death, a fisherman's advantage comes. The monsters stay in one place in groups. There are many kinds of them, and the dozens of humans are not enough for them.

The men in black arrogantly despised the count, not to mention the monsters in the forest. The tiger king and lion king in the mountains were no match for them, and they would hide from them when they saw them.

After the count transformed, its power became stronger. One person could hit several people, all by relying on the magic wand in his hand, which enchanted the opponent in a space, allowing the opponent's attacks to hit the magic wand's space. They can't do any harm.

The people in black didn't think of this for a moment. The fierce attacks all used spells and spiritual energy blasts.

The opponent's opponent can explode with intense light, and only the sound of hitting can be heard, but no injuries can be seen on the opponent.

As if in a mist, the figures shown by the other party are just illusions, and they are only their shadows.

"Damn, what kind of precious skill is this?"

The man in black couldn't help scolding him. He had worked for so long and spent so much spiritual energy, but he seemed to have been tricked by the other party.

"Brother, this person's magic weapon seems to be a bit evil. It changes so many shadows that we can't hit their real person. I'm so angry." Another black man said again.

"No, we may be trapped by the opponent's magic weapon. I don't know if it is a formation used on us, but it is not a formation. We can't see the formation. We can't be trapped here, let alone be killed by them. .”

"Damn, the boat has capsized in the gutter. We are robbing and killing people. When did we take over? This person is a bit unlike our country. The treasure in his hands is so powerful. I didn't expect it to be so powerful!"

The Earl was not angry when he heard the curses of these people, but he had another idea in his mind. He had thought about escaping before and was no match for these people, but he would make plans in the future.

But if these people don't subdue and deal with them, their masters will not be able to dig herbs in the future, and they may be retaliated by these people.

The Count was fully aware that, apart from the threat the magic wand in his hand posed to them, a group of them might be killed by the other party.

This time he went out and learned that good people sometimes get killed, and he would not do it if he were asked to kill people casually. However, people who have committed heinous crimes must be eliminated to do harm to the people.