If the book "The Unknown Sword Art" in Zhu Peng's hand is thrown to a human warrior with certain qualifications, the little warrior chooses a main attacker in the book. As long as you don't encounter any accidents in your practice, it is quite possible to inspire the fighting spirit of the main attacker for years, but it is just a basic fighting spirit with ordinary power and good foundation. However, the power of that fighting spirit cannot exceed the wolf fighting spirit, which requires a high requirement for the physique and will of the cultivator. The fighting spirit of the beast tribe is a bit rough, but as long as the body can bear it, the power is also great enough.

I thought about it with my knees that a wealthy butler would not really just find a secret book of big-way goods fighting spirit to throw it to the younger generation he wanted to support. In this book, there must be some profound mystery that Zhu Peng has not yet understood. And this mysterious mystery that has not been understood can raise the level of the entire book from the foundation to the level of his unique skills... Zhu Peng has checked through Kidd's relationship. The author of this sword technique, "Rynster", has a thrilling name among the human race in the plane of the Tianlang God: the ancestor of the sword saint.

Beside the men and women, Liu Yidao danced a long sword in the snow forest. He walked in a strange and synchronous way and turned around, and the sword technique was compatible and at the same time.

Liumen's sword technique is fierce and tricky, sinister and mysterious. It is said that it is not derived from any kind of side sword technique. However, Zhu Peng has seen it a lot recently and always feels that there are some oblique positions in the Liumen's quick knife, and the meaning of the Bagua sword technique. However, in this wizard world, the sect disputes in the national art world in the past did not matter.

Jiang Yusen learned various experiences, skills and training methods of agile professions through his mobile phone. He recently focused on poison tempering techniques and dagger usage techniques. He typically lacked his own systematic training system. He would learn what skills he would cooperate with whenever he had a good guy. However, this is indeed an effective way to achieve quick combat power, so Zhu Peng did not interfere too much.

Cole shrank in the snow cave early to practice meditation. In this vast and dark first realm, the possibility of encountering monsters is far greater than that of encountering humans, so the five people rotate to watch each other. Even Cole, who follows the principle of "wizards do not stay up late", was arranged by Zhu Peng to get up at night in the early hours of the morning. The wizards do not stay up late to avoid being awake to affect the casting of spells, but there is always no problem getting up early.

Zhu Peng and Yi Wen are both wizard apprentices, so they are really clear about how lazy the wizard is in the adventure team.

The voodoo Throne, the snow forest, the burning bonfire, the five adventurers who work hard to strengthen themselves, have passed overnight as time goes by...

...Ryinster, the ancestor of the Sword Saint, the nameless sword technique...

The next morning, she opened her somewhat hazy sleeping eyes in the warm snow nest. The purpose was Yiwen sleeping in a pink sleeping bag opposite her. At this time, she closed her eyes and kept smacking her lips. Even without makeup, her white and delicate little face looked round and cute at this moment.

This foodie dreamed of someone snatching something from her to eat... It means that it is an elf clan, why can Yiwen eat and be vicious?

Is it because the elves depicted by the minstrels is too deified and beautiful, or is the foodie in front of them a special case among the elves?

I couldn't bear to see Yi Wen fucking her mouth there and was anxious. Zhu Peng reached out and pulled out half of the air-dried sausage from the secret mezzanine where he saluted. Although everyone had the same amount of bacon before departure, now, only Zhu Peng had some stock in his hands.

The Taoist secret technique of fasting allows him to eat a small amount and peristalize the stomach and intestines and fully digest and absorb it. Therefore, even the dark boxer Liu Yidao does not have the ability to eat a small amount and maintain physical energy for a long time. This is just an ordinary practice for Zhu Peng. Sometimes fasting and detoxifying can strengthen the five internal organs. This is a science of qi refining and health preservation. Without the profound and subtle Taoist tradition, don’t even think about it. You fumble and practice qi by yourself. Nine hundred and ninety-nine out of a thousand people were hungry and damaged the stomach and intestines. Cut a small piece of bacon and stuffed it into Yi Wen’s little mouth, which was already drooling, and let such a little foodie leave the city of the abyss to accompany him to sleep in the first realm of wind and eat biscuits and soak salt water... I don’t know what kind of determination she had.

"I didn't let you come, I had to come out, and I had to take care of you after coming out... It's really troublesome." As he complained, fed a small piece of bacon, and looked at Yi Wen's round face with a happy smile of eating meat, Zhu Peng hid the remaining bacon again, and the risk was still long, so he couldn't eat it all.

Leaving the warm sleeping bag and walking out of the snow nest, the cold wind no longer blows, the air on the snow field is clean and clear. Some scholars say that the air in the endless abyss is filled with poison, the ground is full of magma, the mountains and fields are covered with thick white bones, and the red blood irrigates the valley like a lake. They obviously confused the endless abyss with the Nine-Level Purgatory. The endless abyss is a multi-plane soil flowing environment. When it comes to the earth, it is possible that the icebergs in the Arctic may plunge their heads.

Going into Mount Fuji, the Sahara Desert may be irrigated by the Atlantic Ocean into a terrain: unstable, uncertain, chaos, chaos, and chaos are always changing, this is the original dark ecology of the abyss. Without paying a big price, no existence can build a stable building there, even the great demon can only suppress a piece of land, but it is like building a ship on the sea. It seems that the ship has not changed much, but in fact it is still drifting in the sea.

As for the valleys irrigated by poison, magma, bones, and blood, only the devil will deliberately pursue this kind of evil. The demons do not objectively bad things than the devil, but they do not have the concept of subjective evil. Just throw a human into the abyss and pull it out after a year or two, and his temperament is almost the same as the demon, provided that he is still alive.

The leather boots slashed with thick snow.

Zhu Peng expanded his chest and sucked the cold and refreshing air. However, looking at Cole who was focusing on reading spell books under a dead tree, he gradually frowned. Focusing is a good thing, but not focusing on monitoring the surrounding situation during the vigil, this is not a good thing. The fatal murderous intent always comes suddenly at a time you can't imagine. When Zhu Peng walked behind Cole and was about to fall, he found that the snow around the old guy had some traces of being turned over. The boots that had already been lifted up were about to step down, and Zhu Peng slowly took them back.

"Mr. Cole?" Behind the tree, Zhu Peng called softly behind the elderly wizard apprentice.

"I'm here, fortunately you didn't step on it just now. The power of this witchcraft trap is even stronger than that of me who casts it directly." The voice came from behind. Zhu Peng slowly turned around in surprise, but saw the snow pile behind him blurring, and a gray-haired old man appeared, Cole.

"Illusion and Trap... a very classic wizard's method of vigilance." Looking at Cole who appeared in front of him and was still reading under the tree, Zhu Peng shook his head and chuckled but had nothing to say. Although the old wizard did hide and read books without paying attention seriously, there was nothing to say after he had arranged such methods. For example, Jiang Yusen, Liu Yidao, and even Zhu Peng himself, the effect of vigilance may not be better than this one.

Suddenly, an electric arc flashed in the forest not far away. Zhu Peng and Kerr looked at each other, and they rushed towards the direction where the trap array was stimulated. Zhu Peng's footsteps were faster. He saw a big mouse lying in the snowy forest for a while and was almost half-cooked by electricity...

"A snow rat is not artificially raised and is indeed purely wild. Although they have mutated, they seem to have not been completely transformed by the magic power of the Demon Dragon King. It is such a tenacious and tough species." Zhu Peng squatted down and checked the corpse of an almost adult native dog. Through the scratches of its teeth and claws, it was determined that this was indeed a wild snow rat that broke in unexpectedly. It shouldn't have been deliberately taken out to cast a stone to ask for directions.

"After eating compressed biscuits for more than half a month, I can finally eat the real meat." As he said that, Zhu Peng took off the steel axe from his waist and chopped off the head of the huge snow rat, and then began to peel off its half-calorized fur with neatness.

"Eat meat? Are you talking about eating... rats?"

"As long as the rats grown up with garbage, most of them taste good. When I was practicing boxing, I caught a fat bamboo rat, and the taste was absolutely amazing." At this time, Zhu Peng looked at Cole who was stunned while dealing with it. He saw that the powerful senior wizard apprentice had a look of fear in his eyes. He couldn't help but smile: "Mr. Cole, I may indeed be inferior to you in the accumulation of witchcraft knowledge, but as a member of the foodie empire, I am a Chinese who owns eight dou of foodies."

Just as the two of them were talking, Liu Yidao, who was extremely sensitive to the outside world, was already following with a long sheathless sword. When he saw the traces at the scene, he roughly guessed what happened. When he saw Zhu Peng lifting the bloody snow rat, the old man's eyes were a little lit.

"I can finally change my taste. I have heard that Zhu Peng, you are of a chef's level. Today I will open my eyes to Uncle Liu."

(...The Chinese group is so terrible. They dare to eat anything. No wonder the racial talent is tenacious. Even if these people really fall into the endless abyss, they can survive tenaciously, right?) Looking at Liu Yidao who took the initiative to help, Cole swallowed his saliva and felt that the scene was extremely terrifying.
Chapter completed!