The Path Toward Heaven

Chapter 182

It was dark and seven young people were sitting around the fire.

Here is already in the mountains, with towering and steep cliffs on both sides. The sky has been reduced to a line. The snow clouds that have disappeared for many days appear again and cover all.

The starlight did not come from the stars, but from Yin qingmo's star pot.

The bell hangs quietly in the distance, perceiving the changes of the breath of heaven and earth, and is ready to send out a clear bell at any time.

Yao Songshan closed his eyes and sat cross legged. Qingjian was called out and quietly put on his knee to receive external support.

The other six people except him were also recuperating and meditating, but from time to time they couldn't help looking at the rock dozens of feet away.

Jing Jiu and Bai Zao sat on that rock.

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That day, after entering the mountains, Jing Jiu asked everyone to stop.

People don't understand. They think that if you continue to hunt snow beasts, it may help you determine the first position of daozhan earlier. Why stop?

But now they have great respect for Jing Jiu, and Bai Zao has not raised any objection, so the nine people stopped in the canyon.

At dusk today, more than ten snow footed animals suddenly rushed from outside the mountain to cross the canyon.

Well nine didn't make a move, but occasionally said a few words at a critical moment.

Bai Zao once again showed his almost perfect leadership ability and led his companions to kill all the more than ten snow footed beasts.

Under her command, the combat effectiveness of eight people is much greater than that of two teams, because she can give full play to the abilities of her companions and cooperate with them.

What if she were to command hundreds of practitioners to fight at the same time?

The reason why there are eight people is that Jing Jiu didn't take part in the battle. He just said a few words occasionally at the most critical moment.

Just like that night, he instructed Yao Songshan to draw his sword.

Mingming is just a simple instruction, but Wu Mingzhong and others feel that the battle is much easier.

Well nine seems to know in advance how the snow footed beast will attack and the weakest part of the snow footed beast's shell, and it is extremely accurate.

They were shocked and speechless, thinking that even their own teachers might not be able to do this.

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"I didn't believe you were a descendant of Guocheng temple, but now I believe you. Only practitioners who have killed countless snow country monsters will know them so well. As far as I know, you should be here for the first time, so there is only one explanation. You have been instructed by an expert. "

"Master?"

"Of course I'm talking about Dao Sheng."

"You're wrong. I'm just good at cutting things."

"How do you know where to cut it?"

"Everything has its weaknesses. My eyesight is good. I can find it by observing it for a few more days."

In the past few days, Jingjiu often took out the little white Beetle for observation.

Although the larva did not upgrade, he could still see a lot of things he wanted to see.

Bai Zao suddenly asked, "are you Wuzhang?"

Well nine said, "at the beginning."

Wuzhang is the realm of Castle Peak. According to the classification of Zhongzhou school, the first realm is the first entry into the golden elixir. How can this realm kill so many snow footed animals overnight?

Bai Zao doesn't believe it at all.

Well nine said, "maybe my Kendo is more suitable for doing this kind of thing."

Bai Zao said, "when did you find it?"

Well nine said, "that night."

He's serious, not joking.

It was really that night that he killed so many snow footed animals that he knew he was good at it or suitable for it.

The attack of the snow footed beast was too slow for him, and the poisonous blood that made the practitioners feel the most troublesome had no effect on him.

The most important thing is that the extremely cold thick fog is very terrible to the practitioner, but it is helpful to him.

He was not afraid of those cold fog. On the contrary, he could cover his body with the help of fog so that the snow footed beast could not see him.

That night, he killed so many snow footed animals. It was unimaginable for anyone, but it was too simple for him.

Under the cover of the cold fog, he went behind a snow footed beast and cut it off with his sword.

The snow footed beast is dead.

He went behind another snow footed beast and raised his iron sword again.

One sword at a time.

What's so hard about that?

The only trouble probably was that he was stained with too much poisonous blood that night and felt a little uncomfortable.

Even if the sword fire was clean, he still felt it tasted.

So he found a snow lake, burned hot water with a sword fire, and took a bath carefully.

Now, this should be his first bath after entering the green mountain?

"Why stop?"