"The wilderness is yellow, red and barren, and half of the mountain tigers eat the roe deer." Then in the annual bleak golden autumn, half of the mountain roe deer group came out on a large scale, in order to get fat before the long cold winter, so that all ordinary wild animals and low-level demon animals can safely live through the cold winter in the wilderness.
Banzhi Mountain is located on the edge of the wilderness, and further north is Jutian Ridge, which stretches for thousands of miles. It is a paradise for top demons, with thousands of miles of Holy Veins. I don't know how many powerful monsters are hidden. It is said that there are enough to destroy heaven and earth hidden in the deepest place. Of course, this is just a legend circulating in the wilderness. There is no way to verify it. Every year, there are countless top martial artists, Crowds entered the marginal forest of Jutian Ridge and hunted down low-level monsters, most of which never returned. The white bones told of the horror here. Many monsters were not good characters to talk about, and some were lucky to return. The rich rewards they brought back made more warriors rush to the place of death like moths to the fire.
Because it is at the edge of Tianling Mountain, half of the mountain also has a trace of mysterious color. The whole mountain is not high, but extremely vast. There are towering giant trees on the mountain. The most peculiar thing is that on the other side of the mountain, it is not a gentle mountain, but a straight cliff, as smooth as a knife. The whole mountain seems to be cut in half with a knife, It is said that this is the battlefield of the battle between immortals and demons thousands of years ago. The lost half of the mountain was the time when the monster invaded the wilderness. When the top immortals of mankind fought with the giant demon of the sky, they cut the huge mountain in half with one sword, and at the same time shocked the demons, making them return to the depths of Jutian Ridge.
But this sword also cut off the original half of the mountain's spirit vein, and the spirit was no longer there. Gradually, there were fewer low-level monster animals. Although this place was not suitable for monster cultivation, it was a paradise for ordinary beasts. The increase of creatures also attracted many low-level monster animals who were still in need of blood and food to wander around here and satisfy their appetite.
Immortals are the honorific titles of ordinary people in the whole Tianfu continent for those who practice Taoism. In the eyes of ordinary people, these people are flying in the clouds, calling the wind and calling the rain. They are omnipotent. Everyone is afraid that Jutian Ridge, which is full of monsters, is the back garden in the eyes of immortals. Many people once saw immortals stepping on sword lights and entering the forest full of monsters. Of course, what ordinary people don't know is that the so-called immortals in their eyes dare not go too deep into this terrible zone.
On the hillside of half a mountain, there is a flat and dense grassland surrounded by dense forests. On the green green grassland, a group of deer are eating. Two adult and strong deer are wandering around the periphery. From time to time, they can't resist the temptation of green grass. They lower their heads and take a quick bite, but then they quickly raise their heads, support their long ears, and watch the surrounding forests carefully.
Seeing a deer watching, Gan Ping could not help but hold his breath. He dared not move his head, but looked at his father, who was lying on the ground like himself. A hunting fork was being squeezed tightly in his strong hand, and the sharp iron fork flashed cold light. At this time, there was a roe in the group of roe deer walking slowly towards the outer circle. It was a newly grown roe deer with a large appetite. A group of roe deer carefully crowded in a small piece of grass. He has not yet eaten half full. Looking at the thick green grass in the outer circle, he couldn't resist temptation, walked towards the outer circle, ate the grass greedily, and slowly approached the direction of Ganping and his son, Fifty, forty, thirty steps, we have reached the range where we can hunt and kill. If we get closer, we will be more confident.
Gan Ping looked at his father nervously. His big hand had been exposed, and he held the fork tightly. At this time, the grass eating deer seemed to find danger, and suddenly raised his head. The strong deer on the lookout in the distance also saw that this reckless guy had left his partner, and was shouting to let it go back. The stray deer looked at the grass on the ground reluctantly, Just as he was about to turn back, a huge figure sprang up from the ground in the distance, and a silver streamer flew to it. Seeing that the deer had the intention of leaving, Gan Ning jumped up directly, and flew the hunting fork to the prey. The hunting fork passed through the deer's neck and nailed it to the ground. The fork of Huang Eurya Wood was still shaking, Make a buzzing, vibrating sound.
After the fright of the hunting fork, the deer group suddenly scattered and ran toward the opposite forest. They were timid by nature. Their only advantage was that they ran very fast. If they didn't have such an advantage, they would not be able to survive in this forest. A cheerful cry sounded, and a small figure jumped up beside Gan Ningcheng, He quickly ran to the dead deer, which was nailed to the ground. The deer was dead. The little figure ran to it, reached out and pulled out the hunting fork on the dead deer, but he could not pull it out after using all his strength.
Gan Ningcheng walked to his son who was struggling with Hunting Fork with a smile, reached out a hand and gently pulled out Hunting Fork. Little Gan Ning looked at his father's strong arm admiringly, and couldn't help saying, "Dad is so powerful!" Gan Ning squatted down and wiped his little face covered with grass leaves, and said, "I'll stew soup for you tonight." "Really? That's great. Dad's stew is the best." Looking at his son's happy little face, Gan Ningcheng felt sour, I suffered from this motherless child. He bent down, picked up the frozen roe and carried it to his shoulder. He easily carried more than one hundred kilograms of roe and strode to the other side of the forest. Little Ganping hurriedly followed his father, grabbed his father's hunting fork, carried it like his father, and walked home.
After returning to the wooden house where the father and son lived, Gan Ningcheng put the deer outside the house, put the hunting fork in place, and then picked up the prey by the river in the distance. Returning to the wooden house, he saw little Gan Ping holding a book, shaking his head and reading it. It was a book for children's enlightenment. It was not suitable for young Gan Ping to read this at the age of nine, But who let father and son live in the mountains? Only these books were brought by the peddler from outside.
Little Ganping shook his head while reading. This was what he heard his father say when he was studying outside. But what made his little head wonder was, could he still see the words on the book when he shook his head like this? Fortunately, he has memorized all the books in his hand. It doesn't matter whether he reads them or not.
In fact, this book is not his favorite. Gan Ping's favorite is the Tianfu Annals, which is a thin book about the outside Tianfu Continent. But it records a lot of local customs in Tianfu Continent. For Gan Ping, who has never been out of the mountains, this thin simple booklet is his dream.
While cooking the broth, Gan Ningcheng looked at his son, who was shaking his head. He could not help sighing that his son was nine years old and extremely intelligent. This would only delay him in the mountains. In another year, when the family's spotlight passed, he would take him back. He could not delay the child. Otherwise, he could find somewhere else. He could not live in the mountains forever. Thinking of this, he secretly made up his mind.
The fragrance came out from the pot full of broth. When Ganping smelled the fragrance, he left the book behind and ran to his father. He looked at the pot eagerly and looked at his son's salivation. Gan Ningcheng could not help but smile and wipe his brains and scolded: "Stinky boy."
At this moment, there was a huge roar from the other side of the mountain, as if some monster were roaring angrily. The father and son suddenly felt a sudden shake of the earth and the mountains. Gan Ningcheng's face changed greatly, and they didn't care about the soup pot leaning to fall in the shock. They jumped up, reached out to put down the roof window, and then locked the doors and windows. These ups and downs showed their extraordinary skills, By the time he returned to Little Ganping, he was already holding the hunting fork tightly in his hand. At that time, the room was already dark, except for the charcoal fire in the hearth, which was emitting a reddish light. Little Ganping was frightened by the roar. Although he was very intelligent, he was only nine years old after all.
Gan Ningcheng walked quietly to the closed door, pulled out a piece of wood, and looked out. The wooden house where the father and son lived was made of huge wood, which was firm and solid. After the doors and windows were locked, some low-level monsters could not enter. Of course, it is also because the intelligence of these low-level monsters is too low. They can't find the target and search for other prey. Relying on this solid wooden house, father and son have avoided many dangers.
Gan Ningcheng nervously looked out through the observation port on the door. He knew that this must be a big battle. He had lived on this half of the mountain for more than ten years. He also knew something. At the back of the half of the mountain, there lived a powerful monster. Although many people said that the strongest monster was driven into the depths of the Jutian Mountain by the immortals, But Gan Ningcheng was convinced that the monster in the back mountain was terrible. Maybe it was just a small monster for those immortals, but in his heart, it was a nightmare. Nine years ago, after a loud roar, he and his pregnant wife met a terrible wave of animals, including a low-level monster, and his wife was seriously injured, She gave birth to little Ganping and left. What will happen this time? At the thought of this, Gan Ningcheng's hand holding the fork bar was sweating.
Strangely, this time the wild animals did not panic and fled privately. After a long time, it was still quiet outside, which made Gan Ningcheng have a little doubt? Did you make a mistake in your own estimation? While he was in a state of anxiety, a gust of wind with fishy smell blew past the door of the wooden house. Gan Ningcheng secretly complained that he was not good and was thinking of hiding in the cellar behind Little Ganping Road.
A gust of wind blew, with a pungent smell, and the solid wooden house was hit by three golden lights. The golden light was like a knife and an axe, cutting the solid wooden house into several sections, and the whole roof was lifted up, revealing the father and son hiding inside.
Little Gan Ping was already trembling with fear. He hugged his father tightly and did not dare to let go. At this time, a huge figure appeared in front of the father and son. Gan Ningcheng was scared even if he had been prepared. The cloud followed the dragon, and the wind followed the tiger. From the smell of the wind, he felt that it was probably a tiger demon. Unexpectedly, the tiger demon was so huge and ferocious, The tiger demon in front of him was more than two feet long, his tail like an iron whip was swinging, his huge head, his two big copper bell eyes were swishing cold light, and his two sharp tiger teeth were exposed outside, which was even more ferocious. With the size of a basket of claws, one claw tip was like an iron hook, and no doubt it could easily tear up the father and son in front of him.
Gan Ning looked at the ferocious tiger demon, clenched the hunting fork in his hand, and sighed in his heart. It seemed that his father and son were going to die here. Thinking of this, he pushed his son behind him and shouted, "Ping Er, run." As for whether the little child could run out of the dangerous forest, he could not wait for another moment.
But the tiger demon on the other side didn't rush up, but squatted down and looked at the father and son with interest. Gan Ningcheng seemed to have an illusion. The tiger demon on the other side seemed to be jokingly looking at himself. He was a little flustered. What did the tiger demon want to do? While he was daydreaming, he felt something fell on his leg. He looked down and saw that his son, who had been pushed out by himself, ran back. He was holding his leg tightly. I think so. Nine year old boy, where do you want him to run?
Gan Ning looked at the tiger demon squatting in the distance, and felt a burst of despair. It seemed that my father and son were destined to die here. Thinking of this, he could not help holding the weapon again. Come on, even if it was dead, he should protect Pinger first. Gan Ningcheng's martial arts came from his family. In the secular world, he is also one of the top figures. With his desperate heart, even low-level monsters can't be underestimated. There are no three thirds who dare to live on this half of the mountain for so many years. The hunting fork in his hand is made of Huangling wood, which is the only wood known by the world to be used as a spirit soldier.
Spirit weapon is the name given by Tianfu to some weapons that can cause great damage to people or monsters. It is made of various strange materials. This yellow Eurya wood is the simplest one. You need to make yellow Eurya wood into a weapon, and then use it to kill the living creatures. Yellow Eurya wood will naturally absorb the blood and anger of the slain, solidify it into resentment, and finally become the spirit weapon material, Finally, a sharp spear head was forged from a kind of rare ore like millennial cold iron. Such a weapon would cause great physical damage to people or monsters. In the secular world, such a weapon is a treasure that countless martial artists dream of. With such a weapon, the combat effectiveness would immediately increase by several sections, especially for the monster.
Gan Ningcheng has a yellow Eurya wood hunting fork in his hand. It has been used for nearly five years and is about to achieve a great aura. If he takes it down the mountain, it will be easy to exchange thousands of taels of silver with such a piece of wood. This is where he wants to take Ganping down the mountain. With such a piece of wood and precious medicinal materials accumulated over the years, it will be enough for the father and son to spend the rest of their lives.
However, if you want to live a good life, you still have to pass this hurdle first. Gan Ningcheng's heart is desperate, and his courage is strengthened immediately. The demon tiger couldn't help blinking. It was not those ignorant monsters at the bottom. When it saw the blood food, it rushed on at all costs. The monster at this level had some wisdom and didn't want to compete with Gan Ningcheng. Although the yellow Eurya wood was only a semi-finished product, and the fork head on it was also made of wrought iron, the demon tiger could see that the whole hunting fork was full of evil spirit in its eyes, It's a gray mess. Even if you get caught with your strong body, it will not be easy.
At the thought of this, the demon tiger growled, and a demon wind swirled around him. A black gas came out of the ground and turned into a human shape in a twinkling of an eye. Gan Ningcheng was startled. When he looked closely, he was surprised and said, "The ghost?" The black gas in front of him turned into a human shape with a pale face, blood stains on his face, ragged clothes, countless wounds on his body, and his intestines had already worn away, The long fingernails on two dry hands were extremely dark, and one pair of eyes were blood red, staring at the father and son in front of them.
It is the devil. This is a kind of natural power of the tiger demon. The evil people killed by the tiger demon will be changed into the devil by the tiger demon, and will be carried around for dispatching. Such a demon must have been a villain and committed all kinds of evil deeds before he died, which is just like the ferocious mind of the demon tiger. The tiger is also one of the spiritual beasts in the world. He is born to see evil spirits and distinguish between good and evil. This is especially true of the demon tiger who has practiced for hundreds of years. When encountering a villain who committed all kinds of evil deeds and was full of evil spirits, he must be tortured to death. Such resentment is sufficient, and then his appearance at the time of death will be transformed into a ghost and tortured from time to time, Such a ghost will be jealous of strangers and will never die.
The ghost stood in front of the father and son, his eyes flashing, and I didn't know what to think. Hearing the low roar of the tiger demon, he rushed forward, and a sharp claw had reached Gan Ningcheng's chest. Gan Ningcheng hurriedly raised the hunting fork, and then stabbed the ghost in the chest. However, the ghost seemed unaware of the ghost, and another claw waved, Gan Ning hurriedly retrieved the hunting fork to block the attack of the ghost claw.
After careful consideration, I realized that the ghost is invisible and ordinary things can't hurt at all. Only the fork rod in the hand of the hunting fork is a semi-finished spirit soldier, which can resist one or two. The fork head made of wrought iron can't resist the ghosts in front of me. Thinking of this, Gan Ningcheng used this hunting fork as a whistle to chop, sweep, jump, pick, block, point and poke. When an envoy came to fight against the evil spirit, Gan Ning had already been far away. Seeing his father fighting against the evil spirit, Gan Ning was more anxious about the Vietnam War. There was a tiger demon beside him. It seemed that he would not start until he lost his strength. It was okay to die, but pity his son.
How can we distract ourselves from life and death? The tiger demon saw that it was cheap. With a flick of the tiger's claw, a golden wind flew to Gan Ningcheng's chest. Gan Ningcheng was shocked and hurriedly ran away. The golden wind blew through his arm and took away a large amount of blood and flesh. He felt pain and could not help but loosen his hand slightly. He was hit by the evil spirit fiercely on the fork pole. The hunting fork fell in the air and obliquely inserted into the soil. Gan Ningcheng was also hit by this huge force, He fell to the ground, his face ashen. The evil spirit gave a cruel smile, and flew to Gan Ningcheng. The dark claws suddenly pulled out his chest and abdomen, to cut his heart out of him alive.
