Cultivate with an African God

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[Main quest update: Survive the hunt in the Beast Garden. 】In the darkness, the long-lost system voice appeared in Mu Xinghe's mind.

When Mu Xinghe opened his eyes in the darkness, he was no longer on the cloud platform.He looked around, very common wild scene, grass, woods, streams, mountains in the distance.

There was no one around him, and he had a dull, strange feeling on his face.

He touched his face, it was covered with a mask that looked like iron, and there seemed to be some kind of pattern carved on it. He thought it was a talisman script at first, but after identifying it for a while, he found that it should only be a decorative texture. When he raised his hand, he saw that his clothes were also different. It was a long robe with blue background, grain and gold and silver textures. Mu Xinghe didn't care much about his attire, and this attire didn't affect his actions at all. , so appearance is nothing to him.

But looking at this body, Mu Xinghe thought of other things.

This mask was used for duels between them in exchange for tokens, and if the mask could be removed, many disputes could have been avoided.I believe many people think this way - if you can't beat it, just take off the mask and hand it over to your opponent.What's more, you can hide your mask from the very beginning, so that no one can snatch it.

Mu Xinghe tried it, feeling a little heavy - this mask was put on for him by some unknown method, and now it seems to be glued to his face and cannot be removed.

Obviously, in this way, it is impossible to avoid fighting by taking off the mask. Zhou Si may have concealed the real rules here.Maybe some people came with the same fluke mentality as him, thinking that when the enemy is not strong enough, take off the mask and give it to those who need it, so that they can hunt beasts, stay away from disputes, and leave safely.

Of course, this is already impossible at present, and even Mu Xinghe feels that the focus here should not be animal hunting, because Mu Xinghe walked for a long time, and he didn't even see a rabbit. deep meaning.

Wearing a mask is certainly a way to force them to fight each other, but on the other hand, it also makes them fight unscrupulously - wearing a mask, basically no one knows who they are, and even if they know, they can be regarded as not knowing.

But in a deeper way, maybe this means that no matter what their status outside, how big the sect is and how proud the disciples are, it is meaningless here.

——In this garden of beasts, all they can rely on is themselves.

Mu Xinghe didn't think there would be any traps in the sky, but he was still shocked by the boldness of these people.

They can even forget their identities in the Ten Thousand Beasts Garden and fight each other, but if something happens and they leave the Ten Thousand Beasts Garden, isn't the person who planned this matter afraid that the sects and elders behind these people will be held accountable?

And they spent a lot of time and effort, and even brainwashed them, coaxing those people into the Ten Thousand Beasts Garden, what exactly do they want to do?

At the beginning, Shen Xiu said that he was involved in something and told him to be more careful. Could it be the matter of the Ten Thousand Beasts Garden?

This system has been silent for a long time, and now suddenly another task pops up, which shows that this incident has greatly interfered with the main line, and even threatened his life.

The more Mu Xinghe thought about it, the more he lost his mind. He simply gave up thinking. He threw up the talisman in his hand and caught it again, silently calculating the direction and walking forward.

——I haven’t practiced for a long time, just wait for a lucky one.

He didn't find the first lucky one until it got dark.

Mu Xinghe checked all the way, raised his head, and saw a huge python with scales like hard rock, half-hanging from a tree, spitting a letter at him.

The beasts here are no better than those in Yuquan Valley, they have some spiritual energy and are extremely ferocious, the python attacked him as soon as it saw him, Mu Xinghe squeezed the formula with his hands, a layer of iron gray appeared on his body, the python touched Mu There was a dull iron sound behind Xinghe's body, and the python shrank back in pain as if it had hit something.

At the same time, a jade plate like a full moon rose up in Mu Xinghe's hand, covering the surroundings with a color like silver gauze. Mu Xinghe lifted his hand slightly, pinched the magic formula, countless moonlight condensed into a small silver blade, and moved towards the python. shoot away--

Those moonlights originally fell in the gaps in the python's scales, and were condensed into moon blades by Mu Xinghe, inserted between the python's flesh.

These silver blades were originally small, but because they were numerous and pervasive, the boa constrictor writhed crazily in pain, but after the pain passed, the boa constrictor seemed to be in a mad state, and the blue blood dripped into the soil, but it still ignored it. Assault on him!

Mu Xinghe's zhenqi became faster, the blade penetrated deeper, the color of the water in the jade plate continued to flow, and the light was clearly visible in the dusk.

Under the crazy attack of the boa constrictor, the Iron Clothes Art that Mu Xinghe blessed himself had already shattered!

Mu Xinghe retreated quickly, his true energy still connected to the silver blades condensed by the moonlight, the silver blades sank deeper and deeper, all pierced into the center of the snake's body, and condensed into one body again!

The boa constrictor let out a painful long hiss, but Mu Xinghe didn't intend to let it go. The rocks on the boa constrictor's body suddenly shattered, and countless moon blades scattered out of them, and the boa constrictor's blood also flowed from these tiny wounds. Splash it out!

The boa constrictor tried its best to straighten its body, but then fell limply to the ground, with blue blood all over the place.

Mu Xinghe was still not at ease, and added a few wind-cutting tactics before collecting his spoils.

Although these beasts are rare, they are indeed of good quality, and there are spiritual energy everywhere, and they should be very effective whether they are used as medicine or refining materials.

While skinning and dissecting his gallbladder, Mu Xinghe recalled the battle just now. This was the first time his cold toad basin was used in actual combat. When he heard Shang Chuiyu say it, he felt that the ability to shoot countless moonlight blades should not be lethal. It is considered too strong, and it seems to be true in actual combat now, but the magic weapon is dead, and the person is alive. He scattered the moonlight to condense, centered on the enemy's body, and shot it again, but it also had a good effect.

This kind of manipulation method is quite laborious, and the mental burden is really not trivial, after all, it cannot be used as a conventional method.

Mu Xinghe looked up at the sky, but the sky was still slowly getting dark.

It was around noon when he came here, but it took so long to see a single beast, but there were more traces of some humans. With such a density, this place is probably more used for hunters than hunting animals.

Night is coming.

Wen Xingze avoided people all the way. He had already noticed something strange, so he was not very interested in people and beasts. He observed the surrounding terrain, intending to have some ideas about the structure of Wanshouyuan before nightfall.

But some people obviously don't understand his meaning of avoiding war.

A cold light, a cold light, shot obliquely from between the bushes.

Wen Xingze seemed to have been prepared for a long time, and the scabbard was raised slightly, blocking the spell.

The other party's sneak attack was discovered, but he didn't panic. He smiled coldly and jumped out from behind the bushes.

"Your sword is good," the man looked up at him, and said coldly, "Let's fight."

Wen Xingze smiled helplessly, turned the sword over, revealing those golden textures: "Really good?"

"No matter what, that's better," the man said unmoved, "I will definitely take off your mask."

"I have no intention of fighting, so why fight with my life?"

As Wen Xingze spoke, he looked up at the other person's mask and clothes.The mask is a distorted pattern formed by black and brown, somewhat similar to tiger stripes. There is a red mark in the middle of the two eye sockets. The texture of swords and soldiers is embroidered on the white clothes, and the breath of killing.

The other party sneered: "Now you are here, you can't help it! ——If you don't kill people, there is absolutely no way to leave!"

Wen Xingze raised his eyebrows and asked, "Why?"

The man didn't want to say much, and he had already sacrificed the magic weapon, with a posture ready to go: "It's best if you don't understand!"

Wen Xingze could no longer retreat, nor could he stop, he looked at that person and sighed softly.

His eyes showed pity, tiredness, and some confusion.However, no matter how unlike he is, he is still a sword cultivator after all, and when a sword cultivator faces a challenge, he will never back down.

That person knew Wen Xingze.

Yingzhou double swords, Zhong Zijin and Wen Xingze, even if they are not sword cultivators, they have heard of Zhong Zijin's swordsmanship for a long time, and have even seen Zhong Zijin's swordsmanship with their own eyes. No matter what, they must admit that he is indeed worthy of his reputation, but this Wen Xingze Otherwise, his swordsmanship might be pretty good, but he is more of an example for the elders to "look at how well that so-and-so handles things", and his reputation is supported by those insignificant things.

This person is very unlike a sword cultivator. A sword cultivator advocates single-mindedness, one sword for a lifetime, and a person who is so focused on mundane affairs, his ability will not be very high, otherwise he will not stay in the pulse condensing period for a long time. Can't break through for a long time.

This person is suitable as the first object he captures the mask.

However he was wrong.

Big mistakes.

He carried the magic weapon, trying to block all possible sword techniques in front of him, but he didn't expect Wen Xingze to wave a talisman instead of holding the sword.

He heard a tree fall behind him.The spiritual energy was connected, and several veins of water gathered into a spiritual formation, and then the endless tidal wind invaded his body along with the cold breath of the water.

The speed was so fast that he didn't even react!

——This person actually knows magic tricks!

And judging from the degree of application of this technique, the ability is almost the same as his own? !

Why is this!

The time of this battle did not last too long.

When Wen Xingze's enemy was defeated, his eyes were wide open, and his eyes were about to burst, with a look of disbelief on his face, he shouted: "Your cultivation base can be broken long ago!"

Wen Xingze bent down, and the mask fell off as soon as he took it off, revealing the young and pale face of the man.He sighed softly: "Yes, but so what?"

Wen Xingze raised his head, his eyes were like a lake of autumn water, clear and free of impurities, reflecting the sky that was about to darken.

The night is coming.

Night fell.

When the darkness completely covered the surrounding fields, a sharp whistle resounded through the Ten Thousand Beasts Garden.The whistle was so piercing that it almost pierced the eardrums.

This ear-piercing, sharp voice pierced through the silence here, stirring up waves of uneasiness, like heavy clouds, pressing down on people's hearts.

Accompanied by this whistle, the aura between the heaven and the earth oscillates everywhere, accompanied by the coercion that can be clearly felt across mountains and seas, and the meaning of endless danger, covering this world.

There are strong men, and more than one strong man, descended here in the night.

And the night has come.