Chapter 6 Mountain People

This is a dense forest. Standing on the top of the mountain and looking at it at a glance, the darkness is boundless under the night, and it is full of tall and sturdy trees. A few night birds were suddenly frightened, and they hid in the shadows of the trees and uttered sharp and unpleasant noises, making the mountains and forests at night more hideous out of thin air.

The rapid sound of the blades of grass rubbing sounded, and a tiger with a black body, which was often five feet tall, jumped out of the grass in a panic.

Before the black tiger could touch the ground, the void in front of it suddenly distorted, and Wu Qi, who was almost covered in blood, fell out heavily, and smashed heavily in front of the black tiger. The fierce black tiger slapped Wuqi's head with its instinctive paw, and the tiger paw the size of a palm fan brought a gust of wind, and its potential energy smashed a stone into pieces.

There were several scoldings from the mountains and forests in the back, and five or six arrows shot hurriedly with a piercing wind.

The grass was disturbed again. The three heads were like elk, but only the strange beast with an antler in the middle of its head rushed out, carrying three strong men in burlap.

Heihu heard the sound of arrows breaking through the air from behind, it didn't have time to smash Wuqi's head, and hurriedly twisted its waist, its huge body hurriedly moved to the side, and the arrows swept its body. Pass. A few cold stars flashed past the black tiger's swarthy black fur with a strange luster, and the sharp arrows brought up a few thin tiger hairs.

The black tiger, which was so frightened that it flew out of the sky, had not yet landed on the ground, and the three strong men had already driven the mount to rush behind it.

A pure iron spear with the thickness of a small sea bowl just jumped into the belly of the black tiger. The strong man holding the spear tried his best to pick it up with the force of his mount. Was taken to the side and tilted a little.

The body lost its balance, and when the black tiger fell to the ground, its footing was unstable, and it rolled on the ground a few times in embarrassment.

The other two strong men let out a sharp hiss of joy, they howled rudely, and they slashed towards the black tiger's neck with one sword and one sword, respectively, with a heavy sound of breaking wind. The unsteady black tiger had no time to dodge, and the sword slashed into the left and right sides of its neck. In the dark forest, two blood springs several meters high spurted out.

The black tiger let out a desperate roar, raised up all his strength and twisted his hips fiercely, and the tiger's tail with the thickness of the sea bowl swept out with a gust of wind. The strong man with the big sword had no time to dodge, and was hit by the tiger's tail in the chest and flew seven or eight feet away.

There was a sound of broken ribs, and the strong man who was knocked into the air sprayed a few mouthfuls of blood, fell to the ground and rolled a few times, and was no longer able to get up.

The strong man who had just picked up the black tiger roared, and the iron spear struck out like a poisonous python, stabbed into the black tiger's neck fiercely.

A few more arrows shot from the back, and they just hit the black tiger's fleshy and round buttocks. The arrows were quenched with extremely strong anesthetics, and the black tiger was hit several times in a row, and his body twitched and scratched and crawled on the ground for a while, and finally stiffened.

Several strong men riding odd-shaped elk and holding strong bows slowly rode out from the grass, and everyone cheered in unison.

The big man with the iron spear dropped his weapon, hurriedly jumped off his mount, grabbed his companion who was swept away by the tiger's tail, and brought him close to the tiger's bloody neck. The injured man hurriedly opened his mouth to devour blood, and after a while, he was able to support his body and barely stand up.

The big men cheered again. At this time, a man with a strong bow found Wuqi lying on the ground naked.

Several people came to Wuqi's side, wiped away the thick blood on Wuqi's chest, and looked at the cracked skin on his chest. Nodding their heads and muttering a few words in a low voice, they dragged Wuqi to the tiger's side, opened Wuqi's mouth, and poured tiger blood into his belly.

The brutal Jiang Wuqi was like a tattered sack and threw it on the back of one of his mounts. Several strong men happily cut down branches, put up a stretcher, and carried the sturdy tiger, humming a rough and unknown little tune, Happy to go through the mountains and mountains.

When Wuqi woke up from the coma, he was lying on a bed that gave off the pungent smell of a beast.

This is a wooden house with a length and width of several feet. It is built with log piles that are two feet thick. The bark on the trunk has not been cleaned. On some of the tree trunks with strong vitality, there are actually two or three feet long. new branches, but no one takes care of them.

Aside from a rough wooden table and a few log stakes serving as stools, there was only this stone bed on which Wu Qi was lying. Dozens of animal skins were spread on the stone bed cut from mountain rock. The tanning technique of these skins was not very good, and the skins still had the natural body odor of beasts. There are tigers, wild bears, leopards, all kinds of beasts, and there are some other beast skins, which Wu Qi does not know.

Closing his eyes, he took a deep breath, and an extremely strong feminine force emanated from his body, centered on the 'Water Spirit Vessel' in the Seven Profound Thieves' Heavenly Vessel in his arms, and instantly flooded his entire body. Looking inside, Wu Qi could vaguely feel that the thick and tough meridians in his body were shining with a faint blue water light.

In "The Water Source of the Seven Profound Constructing Spiritual Art", the way the power in the body works is so 'familiar'.

There were big tears gurgling down from the corners of Wuqi's eyes, his body twitched violently, and he almost burst into tears.

During the teleportation of the Taixu Great Teleportation Array, Wu Wang and Le Xiaobai's bodies were turned into ashes, and their souls were crushed into the tiniest soul particles. When the mysterious figure taught Wuqi's "Stealing Sutra", all the soul particles poured into Wuqi's sea of ​​consciousness under the great pressure from the outside world and merged into Wuqi's soul.

Flicking through the memories and knowledge that he had obtained out of thin air in his soul, a trace of blood suddenly gushed from the corner of Wuqi's mouth.

All the experience and knowledge of Wu Wang and Le Xiaobai were integrated into Wuqi's soul and became a part of Wuqi's soul.

Wuqi obtained all of Wu Wang's combat knowledge and combat will out of thin air, and all his combat experience and all kinds of strange experiences. He also got Le Xiaobai's demon-level knowledge reserve, as well as his amazing memory and comprehension!

Steal the scriptures, steal the scriptures, take what others have and make up for your own deficiencies! For the first time, the greatest benefit that Wu Qi got from stealing the scriptures was indeed obtained from his most respected teacher and his most friendly friend! This is equivalent to Wuqi swallowing the souls of Wu Wang and Le Xiaobai, how could he not be sad, how could he not be sad?

The big explosion that broke out in Wu Wang's left foot was also known by Wu Qi.

Before sneaking into the Undercover, Wu Wang had a powerful metal hydrogen bomb implanted in his left leg. The bomb is linked to Wu Wang's vital signs, and when Wu Wang's life ends, when his heart stops, the bomb explodes.

Knowing that the three of them would be incapacitated when they entered the Taixu Great Shifting Array, Wu Wang committed suicide and detonated the bomb in his leg bone. As a result, a chain reaction of Taixu's Great Relocation Formation was triggered, and Daojun Miaoyuan, Shangguanye and others were blown to ashes.

"Master, master!"

"Also, Le Xiaobai, you are just like this, just died like this?"

Wu Qi's body curled up and suddenly burst into tears. He cried blood and tears, and his body spasmed violently.

No matter how many things he has done and how many major events he has experienced, he is only a teenager after all.

The master who had given him the grace of rebirth died, his brother who was close to him died, and the teenagers of the Greedy Wolf group who had been with him day and night were all slaughtered. He was trapped in the Taixu Great Displacement Formation and didn't know where he was. Wuqi felt that he was a kite with a broken string, and it was fluttering and lost its direction and goal.

When Wuqi was crying loudly, the door of the wooden house was suddenly kicked open, and a stout man with a height of more than two meters strode in. He put a porcelain bowl the size of a small washbasin in his hand and put it on the table ruthlessly, the big man who was extremely rough and had black hair on his chest and face shouted loudly, "F*ck man, Are you a boy or a girl? What are you crying about? What are you crying about?"

The big man's voice was rude and unpleasant, his words were extremely vulgar, and he had a strong local accent.

Wuqi himself could not understand the words of the big man. Fortunately, he combined all the memories and experiences of Wu Wang and Le Xiaobai. Wu Wang has a lot of knowledge and has traveled almost all over the world; Le Xiaobai has a monster-like IQ, Various languages ​​of the original world, including the dialects of African indigenous tribes, were all learned by him.

So, Wu Qi understood what the big man said.

The accent of this man is a bit close to the local accent in the northeast of Hebei and Tianjin, but it also carries some rural slang. When Wu Wang was training near a long-closed village in a mountainous area over there, the accent of the old man in the village was five or six points similar to this man.

Wiping the blood and tears from the corners of his eyes, Wu Qi stood up and saluted the big man with a fist.

"Thank you uncle for saving your life. What uncle said is, men, don't cry."

After being yelled at by the big man, Wu Qi suddenly realized what he was crying for, why was there any need to cry? If Daojun Miaoyuan and Shangguanye were not dead, they would try their best to cultivate and seek revenge on them. If they die, then the Qingcheng lineage will also be eradicated to avenge Wu Wang, Le Xiaobai and the brothers of the Greedy Wolf group.

The willpower that Wu Wang left to Wuqi exerted a powerful effect. Wuqi stopped crying and made a quick decision.

The weak aura on his body disappeared cleanly, and a murderous aura that was like a steel knife spread out.

The big man nodded in agreement, pointed at the big porcelain bowl on the table and said with a smile: "This is the man! Hey, I got you a bowl of tiger meat, and eat it quickly to replenish your vitality. Yeguanghu's meat, Men eat aphrodisiac, women eat prolactin, the best thing!"

After a pause, the big man suddenly bulged his eyes, pointed at Wuqi and shouted: "What do you call me? , I have such an old man?"

Fourteen years old?

Wu Qi looked at the big man who was two meters tall, looked at the dense black hair on his face, and looked at his vicissitudes of appearance and rough temperament. Is this what a fourteen-year-old boy should look like? ?

However, perhaps, the way of chronology here is different from the year, month and day that you are familiar with?

Having figured out this truth, Wuqi hurriedly bowed his hands to the big man: "Wuqi is reckless. This little brother, thank you for saving me!"

The black-haired little brother laughed three times, took out two burlap trousers from the animal skin pouch around his waist and threw them to Wuqi, and said with a smile, "Little brother, I love hearing this. Hurry up and eat the meat, Our clan elders want to ask you something!"

Shaking his head proudly, the big man shook Wu Qi and walked out of the wooden house with his butt twisted.

Wu Qi stared blankly at the huge porcelain bowl on the table, looking at at least five catties of tiger meat in the bowl, his brows furrowed deeply.

With a sigh, he reluctantly ate a few pieces of thick tiger meat, and drank two mouthfuls of broth to quench his thirst, and Wu Qi strode out.

A beautiful mountain village appeared in front of Wuqi.

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