Legend of the Great Saint

Chapter 29—Autumn Mountain Hunting

Li Qingshan was busy asking: “Do you know the word, do you think of it?”

Little An nod, let Li Qingshan see the words he wrote. 【 】

Li Qingshan knew that another person had crossed the bar and tried to take away the Spirit Ginseng. The martial skill was very powerful. Since they saw this, they would not stop, and they must find a way to find it.

“It seems that I need to be careful and not to leak the wind, but I will go further with Divine Ability and refine the strength of one bull. I am not afraid of anyone.”

This Spirit Ginseng spirit wine is not so long as possible. It is too rich, Li Qingshan can’t digest it, so Li Qingshan drank the first spicy wine.

A strange smell spread in the mouth, the taste is not strong, but a somewhat faint, extremely pure Spiritual Qi, spread in his body.

He didn’t dare to neglect, picked up Divine Ability, and digested the Spiritual Qi. Surprisingly, the effect of this spicy wine was much better than the effect of drinking a common ginseng.

Within the body, True Qi is doubled. Ordinary ginseng can supplement Primal Qi, but it is still the day after tomorrow, and can’t help True Qi. “Bull Demon Strong Fist” attaches importance to Body- Refining is lighter than Cultivating Qi, and the growth rate of True Qi has been unpleasant.

And this Spirit Ginseng is the real Innate thing, the most complementary to the Spiritual Qi, this effect, so it will not take long, you can achieve the effect of True Qi, you can also call yourself “Innate Master” .

“Elder Brother Bull, I promised to drink all the world’s fine wines, it’s almost finished!” Drinking this spirit wine, and then drinking ordinary wine, there is no taste.

The Green Bull is just one of the more ridiculous.

At this time, there was a lot of noise outside the door, and there were many barks. Sick Yellow Tiger took the village hunter and came to Li Qingshan to invite him to go up the mountain to participate in the autumn hunting.

Autumn is a good time for hunting. Not only do people have to prepare for winter food, but also animals. It is an important gathering of Horse Rein Village.

Many large families will organize large-scale hunting activities at this time, not to catch prey, just to train their children, to cater to the autumn chill.

Sick Yellow Tiger said: “You only learned Archery, you haven’t learned the real way to hunt. This time you go into the mountains, you will be with me!” Since the last time he played against Li Qingshan, he no longer treated Li Qingshan as an ordinary child.

Li Qingshan thought about it, or refused: “Thank you for the goodness of Chief Hunter, but I want to hunt alone.”

Sick Yellow Tiger hasn’t spoken yet, and other hunters talk about it.

“What, a person, not only did not hunted, there is no decent hound.”

“Isn’t I afraid of ferocious beast in the mountains?”

Although they admire Li Qingshan for killing seven pickees, they are still not scornful in the areas they are best at.

Sick Yellow Tiger advised: “Hunting is not good with Archery, it’s fine.” Suddenly remembered Grandpa Cang’s evaluation, Lone Wolf!

Li Qingshan is still shaking his head. He only wants to learn Archery. He can be used to kill the enemy. As for hunting, it is not necessary.

“He wants to be alone, and see what he can finally pounce on.”

“I can’t even see a rabbit.”

Li Qingshan smiled and said nothing.

Suddenly, someone Yin-Yang said: “The white food that has been eaten in the village for so long, and now I still refuse to obey the arrangement. Do you really want to eat the white food all the time?”

These days, Li Qingshan’s one-of-a-kind diet in the village is sent by Sick Yellow Tiger. It must also use the resources of the village. His food consumption will be hit, which will naturally lead to some dissatisfaction.

Sick Yellow Tiger immediately yelled at the man. “Qingshan is also a member of our village. How can we care about eating?”

Li Qingshan looks awkward and holds a fist: “Chief Hunter, you don’t have to be embarrassed, my Li Qingshan grievances are distinct, and I don’t want to take advantage of other people’s points. These days, my consumption in the village will be doubled.”

“Qingshan, this doesn’t have to be…” Sick Yellow Tiger mad at the person who said this, I am pulling him into the village, and you push him out for a few pounds of meat.

Li Qingshan didn’t want to integrate into any place. It didn’t have to be necessary or in this mood: “I heard that the village will have a competition every year in the autumn, to see who has the most prey, and the winners have some color heads. I will come here this year. It is.”

Sick Yellow Tiger also dissuaded, Li Qingshan was a little prepared, and in the eyes of everyone watching jokes, brought an ordinary hunting bow into the mountains.

The hunter went to Beishan, Li Qingshan did not want to stir together with them, and to the west was the 100,000 mountains. He understood the mystery of this World, and he did not want to take risks. The south was Old White Peak, the right and wrong place, so He only has to go east.

On the Old White Peak, a group of people dressed in uniforms with long swords gathered together.

The head of the person, who killed the ginseng that day, almost got the young man of Spirit Ginseng.

“Look, even if you turn this Old White Peak to the bottom, you should find Spirit Ginseng!”

“Yes, Young Master!” The crowd promised to display the brilliant lightness art, plunging into the Old White Peak.

Li Qingshan went deep into the mountain forest. He didn’t know how to distinguish the traces of birds and beasts. He didn’t know how to hide his own tracks, nor did he lay traps. There was no other hunter to cooperate, and even the hounds did not.

Such a person, saying to hunt, any hunter will laugh.

However, he did not panic, sitting in a wooden stake in the mountains, until dusk, just opened his eyes and smiled: “Little An!”

A gust of wind passed over the forest, and after a while, it blew back.

Li Qingshan stood up and walked to the woods. In a short while, she found a fallen deer with no scars on her body.

After Little An’s strength gained stronger, his own Qi Qi became heavier. He found that the deer just rushed to it, and the deer immediately became ignorant and fell to the ground.

Li Qingshan smiled and said: “I have Little An. You are naturally not having to learn hunting techniques. It is a waste of time. I even yell at me. We grab a few prey and let them marry.”

Since the Mid-Autumn Festival, Li Qingshan is no longer indulgent to Little An. Instead, he has a little more control. Now he is not rude to use. Naturally, there is no need for so many people.

Little An excited nodded, and windy into the forest.

Although the beasts in the mountain forest are vigilant, they are not alert to this invisible little ghost, which has fallen to the ground and waited for Li Qingshan to follow.

Li Qingshan was bored and boring, and he trained Archery. He shot the birds that were alarmed and shot the moving things. It was really difficult. There were two arrows in the three arrows, but when they gradually got used to it, the number of times they fell. Fewer and fewer.

At dawn, in the Horse Rein Village, several hunters took the hunter down the mountain, and the brigade was still hunting in the mountains.

In an open space in the middle of the village, Grandpa Cang is responsible for counting the prey, and the grim face also smiles: “The harvest is good, it is a good sign.” Then the woman left behind in the village disposes prey, tanned leather, marinated meat. .

“Is Li Qingshan still not coming back?” Someone can’t wait to see Li Qingshan’s jokes.

“Going alone in the mountains to hunt, how come back so soon.”

When the voice did not fall, I heard someone shouting: “Li Qingshan is back.”

“Then, what is that?” Several people looked in the direction of the voice. They saw not the people at first sight, but a pile of furry monsters, like the legendary savage.

Li Qingshan bent over his throat and scorpion, and several large prey, a few hundred pounds, and the waist was full of pheasant hares. This road rushed down the mountain, even he was sweating, and the hard way “Hey, Little An, that’s too much, it’s dead!”

Little An sat at the top of the prey, covering his mouth and snickering. Looking back, the East was so sloppy that he did not wait for the first bunch of sunlight to sneak into the locust tree.