Chapter 916 Titan's Cultivation Method

"Okay, Ur, if your strength is really stronger than an adult Yikong, then conquer a Gale Stallion now!"

Batu, who was riding on a horse, pointed to a group of Gale Colts wandering on the plain ahead, and said to Morea that the so-called Gale Colts were the six-legged horse-shaped creatures that Batu rode.

"Yeah!" Morea, who had endured for a while, jumped off the war horse and walked towards the horses that were grazing the grass in front of him. He was not used to having too close physical contact with the same sex, even if that person was his father. .

"The Gale Colt, the Blue Creek Beast, hey!" As he walked towards the horse herd, Morea chuckled, "These two creatures are almost like they were prepared for the Yikong people, and they have both become adults of Yikong. is standard.”

When Murray was approaching this group of horses that numbered as many as a thousand heads, these Gale Colts were quietly grazing on the grass, as if making Murray Adam non-existent.

"It's like this again!" Seeing this scene, Morea pouted, and then looked at the sky. On his way from the tribe to this grassland, he was not attacked, and it was considered that they passed by some carnivorous creatures. The same is true of his territory, as his father said, as long as they don't take the initiative to attack, those creatures will not provoke them.

"I'd better pick a mount for travel first! It's useless to think so much!" Morea's eyes patrolled the horse herd. A herd that has reached such a size must have a leader who leads them to act, so, He was looking for that horse king.

"I found it!" It didn't take much time for Morea to find the horse king that stood out from the crowd. Its body was taller than all the Gale Colts.

boom!

Moreya's body bent slightly, then stretched out, and disappeared in place instantly. A few pieces of grass clippings circled in the air a few times by the impact he brought up, and then fell leisurely to the ground.

"Ur!" Seeing Murray's undisguised goal, Batu and some Ikonians anxiously shouted his name, trying to stop him.

Indeed, in the wild, as long as the Yikong people do not take the initiative to provoke other creatures, those creatures will not take the initiative to attack the Yikong people, but once the Yikong people do it, everything will be different.

Herod!

It was like a war horse, but a more vigorous cry than a war horse sounded in the sky above the grassland. Morea had no cry from behind at all. He was already riding on the back of the horse king and tightly grabbed the head from the horse king. Two tentacles extending from the top.

...when the sun rises in the middle of the sky,

The exhausted Mawang followed Morea's footsteps and walked towards the group of Yikong people who were watching.

"Ur, how are you..." Next, just as Morea had expected, Batu was like a female, chattering in front of him.

Morea listened to Batu's complaint with a smile. He felt the worry contained in it, but he was also proud.

"Abba, I've conquered a Gale Colt, we can start hunting!"

...

When the sun was about to set, a hunting team that set off from the Turan tribe in the early morning returned to the tribal territory that had gradually bloomed in the afterglow of the setting sun.

In this hunting team, almost every Gale Colt was carrying more than one or two prey, so it could be said that they came home fully loaded.

"Batu, your son is really a genius!"

When he was about to return to the tribe, an Ikon man couldn't help but sighed to Batu, this was not the first time he said such a thing today.

Although Batu felt that he had heard similar words that made his ears cocooned, he still couldn't help but show his white teeth from a smile because of this sentence.

When Morea heard this compliment to him, there was not much emotional fluctuation on his face, as it should have been.

This game was originally intended to take Moreya out to meet the world, get familiar with the environment, and teach hunting skills. When Moreya decided to show his abilities, it became a game that belonged to him. Solo debut in this world.

At first, in order to disguise, Morea opened the black bow that Batu had asked for for him, and shot two arrows. One of these two arrows failed, and one arrow just wounded the prey.

From the third arrow onwards, Morea didn't bother to disguise anymore, and directly showed his true level. The arrows will hit, there are no false shots, and one arrow kills.

And the consequence of what he did was that the Yikong people, including his father, who had originally intended to protect him, became spectators, and turned into a group of passersby who only exclaimed and sighed.

"Ur, put down the prey in your hand and come with me! Let's go to see the Great Elder!" After entering the tribe, the hunting team that returned with loads of money immediately attracted the attention of many Yikong people.

But Batu didn't care, instead he called out Ur's name, and then carried the prey on his shoulders that was a circle bigger than his body and climbed up the tree nimbly.

"Oh!" Morea rolled over and dismounted, comforted the king who sat down and followed him. It had just arrived in this unfamiliar area and was still a little uneasy.

...

"Elder!" Soon, Batu carried the prey that was bigger than his body, and took Morea into the treehouse of the elder, and bowed his head very respectfully and shouted.

"It's Batu and Ur, why are you here!" In the dim tree house, the old man who was dozing in the reclining chair opened his bright eyes, sat up with a smile, and watched as he walked into him. Two Ikong people, one big and one small, in the house.

"Elder, please look at this prey! It was killed by Ur!" With a trace of uncontrollable joy in Batu's words, he pointed to the prey under his feet.

"Yeah!" At this time, the slightly hunched old man noticed the prey placed in front of him by Batu, and then he looked at it carefully, and then his face showed a hint of surprise.

This night wolf, its head seems to have been smashed to death by some kind of blunt weapon. Looking at the cracks, it seems that an Ikonian broke it with his fist, but such strength has already Beyond the category of ordinary Ikong people.

"This is..." The elder raised his head and looked at Batu.

"This is when I took Ur out to hunt, and he killed him with his fists!" Batu turned and pointed at Morea who was standing behind him.

"The Great Elder!" Seeing the Great Elder's gaze falling on him, Morea shouted with a smile. Compared to Batu's restraint, he seemed very relaxed.

"Little Wuer, is this really what you killed?" The elder asked, pointing to the shattered Night Wolf under his feet.

"certainly!"

"Since that's the case, then throw your fist at me with the power to kill this night wolf."

"This is not good!" Morea scratched her head.

"Ur, don't worry, the Great Elder used to be a Baghdad." Batu said beside him.

"It used to be, but not now, old man, but there should be no problem with receiving a punch from you, so Xiao Wuer, don't be shy."

"Okay!" Hearing the elder's words, Morea was no longer polite, walked in front of the old man, and smashed it with a standard straight punch.

While he was throwing his fists, two faint but radiant white patterns appeared on his wrist. Although the light was dim, it was exceptionally conspicuous in this dim tree house. .

"Sure enough, hahaha!" The first elder grasped the fist that Morea swung, and more complex and bright white light patterns appeared on the palm of his hand that caught Moreya's fist.

...

After a while, Morea held a tree bark book and walked out of the elder's tree house with Batu, who had an uncontrollable look of joy on his face.

"Abba, I'll go back and study the cultivation methods in Baghdad first." Muriya raised the bark book in his hand and said to his father.

"Okay, you go back to study first, and I will bring dinner to your tree house with your Eminem." Batu said with joy, he was really about to be overjoyed, especially the Great Elder Says his son can definitely be a real Baghdad before he reaches adulthood.

"Yeah!" Seeing his father, who seemed to be ready to share his joy with others, Morea sighed helplessly and left.

...

"Oh, it's good not to have too many expectations, it's really a rough way of practice!" In the tree house, Morea, who had read Baghdad's practice method handed over to him by the elder, sighed in a low voice .

This practice method, to Morea, is like an adult looking at the graffiti of a three-year-old child. However, although it is simple and rough, its effect on Morea is quite huge.

The hardest part is not from one to ten thousand, but from zero to one. With this cultivation method that could utilize the numerous energy ores under his feet, his strength would rapidly increase in an explosive manner.

...

Five years later, it has been twelve years since Moria came to this world, and his body has grown to a level comparable to that of an adult Yikong. As for strength, it is not at the same level at all.

"Elder!" Morea, who was strong and tall, and seemed to be well-proportioned and slender, came to the tree house and looked at the rickety old man who slowly got up in the tree house.

"It's Little Ur! How is your practice now? How much stronger has your strength become?"

"Look!" Morea, who was wearing the animal skin coat, didn't move, but one after another bright and dazzling white light patterns appeared one after another all over his body, illuminating the entire dark treehouse brightly.

"Okay! Your strength has become stronger again. It seems that I underestimated you five years ago!" Morea, who was already shrouded in light, laughed, "Is there anything you came to see me today? "

"Elder, I came to you to tell you that I want to travel for a while, and I'm not sure about the return date." Moreya restrained the light lines on his body and returned to an ordinary one. The appearance of the Ikong people.

"What do you want to do when you travel?" The elder asked in confusion.

"I want to challenge Baghdad from the other Ikon tribes in the Ayalei Great Forest!" Morea said his thoughts.

The Baghdad cultivation method that the Great Elder gave him, he has cultivated to the end, and every part of his body is covered with light patterns. He now needs to find a new way, and his current strength is far from enough.