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The night is gradually coming.

In a rocky place in Western Mountain, a green smoke curls up.

Qin Ming raised the grill, grilling the meat of the quill.

“Alright?” The sword grass milk baby on the side with short legs, sitting on the side, asked 47th.

“Not yet.” Qin Ming answered 47th times.

“Good fragrance, master, good fragrance.”

“Well, it’s good fragrance, but it’s not good yet.” Qin Ming replied casually, making various kinds of Sprinkle the condiments.

The fragrant meat suddenly became stronger.

After another ten minutes of cooking, Qin Ming was satisfied that he was ready to eat.

The nanny suddenly cheered, dripping saliva, reached out and grabbed a large piece of fleshy bones and gnawed.

What kind of sword grass this is, it is clearly a dragon with just growing teeth.

The half-big belly just stuffed the beast meat heavier than him.

“Master, please allow me to hunt those brain axes again tomorrow, Daxiji.”

“I’ll talk tomorrow.” Qin Ming was lying half-lying, holding a tip Bone picking teeth, enjoying the rare leisure time after a meal.

This little thing is addicted to eating, thinking about finding more ingredients.

“You can’t just say it at night.” The milk baby fiddled with the bones piled up in front of her, and forced her in a low voice.

Qin Ming pretended not to hear, narrowed his eyes and entered the sword state of mind.

He now wants to comprehend Dao of Sword every day, even if he is away from home, he knows this is a big way for him to become stronger.

2nd day, in Western Mountain early in the morning, the air is a little humid.

There are still dewdrops on the flowers and plants on the ground.

Qin Ming spends all night in the sword dao state, although this consumes spirit strength, but since the battle is basically solved by sword grass during the day, his state is still intact and enough He continued cultivation.

Every time a comprehend, he can have a new understanding of sword dao.

Of course, not every understanding of sword dao can make his sword formidable power stronger. This is a process of accumulation.

Just like solving complex mathematical problems, there is often more than one formula you need to master.

Convergence of the sword intent, Qin Ming escapes from the state of meditation.

eyes opened and saw the sword grass, who was looking bored, fell on the ground and kept rolling.

He is responsible for the safety of Qin Ming this night, but Qin Ming ignores him all night, which makes him very boring.

Seeing Qin Ming wake up, he immediately stood up with a gu lu.

“Master, let’s go.”

“Come up.” Qin Ming said.

The little nurse jumped onto Qin Ming’s shoulder with a grin.

“Master, what are you going to eat today?”

“It depends on what spirits you will encounter today.”

……

Qin Ming walks, looking through the jungle to the top of the mountain.

unconsciously, he is not very far from where the top of the mountain is.

“en?”

At this time, two corpses in the jungle attracted his attention.

These are the corpses of two Human Race cultivators, as if they had been drained of blood, with their skin shriveled and shaped like withered bones.

What you can see is their look before they die, with their mouths open, full of panic and pain, and a feeling of desperation.

In fact, on this trip to Western Mountain, he also saw a dead cultivator along the way, but he saw it for the first time like this way of death.

“It’s not like being done by a spirit, but it’s more like being killed by another cultivator using a secret technique.” Qin Ming observed the corpse and muttered to himself softly.

“Master, I don’t like the smell on them.” The little milk baby sat on Qin Ming’s shoulders. When Qin Ming approached the corpse, she couldn’t help but tilt her neck back, covering her mouth and nose, her face covered. Disliked.

“Well, the remaining breath is indeed very strange.” Qin Ming said.

It’s like being soaked in the sewage of the sewer for three days and three nights. Although the corpse hasn’t been long since it died, it seems to have rotted for several months.

“Let’s go, Master.” Jian Cao urged Qin Ming by the neck.

Qin Ming saw no other clues, so he got up and left.

Of course, before leaving, he also checked whether there was any money left on the two cultivator bodies, such as medicine pill Yuanjing.

The result was disappointing. There was nothing on the two bodies.

Half a day later, when Qin Ming walked through a jungle, the little milk baby’s nose shook, and then she sat upright.

“Master, there is a strong breath moving towards us.”

Qin Ming’s eyebrows are slightly raised, which can make the sword grass say strong breath, this It shows that the opponent is at least the cultivator of the late pill-gathering realm, and even Divine Flame Realm.

Be aware of the previous Southern Shu Wengpeng, and the little milk baby said that it was just a little vegetable chicken, not very arrogant.

“But I don’t at all feel the killing intent on the other person.” Jiancao continued.

Qin Ming listened to this and took the sword grass back into the Shi Ling banner.

Then the shape of the release banner was reduced to one inch and held in the palm of the hand.

Once the situation is not good, he can summon the spirit inside to meet the enemy at any time.

After doing this, the bushes in front suddenly tremble violently, and even this mountain area seems to have a slight shock.

next moment, a familiar bright red python emerged from it.

On the python head, it is a middle-aged uncle.

“Huh?”

“Huh?”

Python stared at Qin Ming, a bitter chill with a faintly discernable threat.

“Why are you?” The middle-aged uncle scratched his head and asked in a bit of astonishment. It seemed that he didn’t expect Qin Ming would be standing here.

“Senior, see you again.” Qin Ming said hello politely.

This uncle riding a snake, he has seen it once on Western Mountain Road, and the two had a brief exchange.

At that time, the other party knew Qin Ming had just walked out of Yan Fire and Ice Purgatory, and he had forgotten to explore the other party’s attribute interface.

I saw it again now, and no longer hesitated, a probe passed.

Name: Yuan Chang

Race: Human Race

Age:59

cultivation base:Divine Flame Realm

Information: Master the art of fire protection, possess Fire Spirit Physique, and possess a kind of abnormal fire.

Name: Lian

Ghost: Burning Heart Python

battle strength score: sixth high grade

Growth potential: 7th grade high grade

Sure enough, this is a great Great Cultivator of Divine Flame Realm, which has raised Qin Ming’s cultivation base by more than one level.

Even his mount, the boa constrictor, is a sixth-order high grade spirit.

It is worth mentioning that I don’t know what secret technique the other party used, which made his and the boa constrictor’s breath become extremely ordinary.

Even if Qin Ming got so close, if it hadn’t been reminded by Sword Grass, he really couldn’t find that the man in front of him was a powerhouse of Divine Flame Realm.

This is also one of the reasons why he didn’t at all probe the other party when he passed by before.

At that time, like other passers-by, he regarded him as an ordinary cultivator, not at all too much.

Yuan Chang glanced over Qin Ming’s body, and then quickly glanced around.

“Just you alone?” He asked again a moment later.

“Yes, I should be the only one here.” Qin Ming nodded, replied.

“It’s strange, I even sensed the existence of a powerful aura before, how could it suddenly disappear, and I was able to escape my perception…” Uncle whispered to himself.