But this place is not far from the territory of the Thunder Giant Beast. The two monsters in front also have powerful frost powers. He Lingchuan wants to try his luck and see if they can produce stones similar to frost pills.
Frost Silver Beasts are not necessarily harder to fight than these two guys, but their whereabouts are a mystery. It is the first time for He Lingchuan to enter the Buddha Realm. Trying to find their whereabouts in the mountains is like looking for a needle in a haystack.
The further you go to the southwest, the more open the terrain becomes, and the herd becomes larger and larger. From the original few hundred animals, they slowly gather into thousands. Finally, the wilderness is so densely packed that the original color of the land can hardly be seen.
He Lingchuan roughly estimated that there must be at least ten thousand heads?
There are predators and prey here, all of them look grumpy, but they are all moving in the same direction.
There are a few small black dots behind the huge herd, which move so fast that they are almost difficult to detect with the naked eye.
Wherever they galloped, the herds of beasts would scramble forward.
It turns out that this strange monster has more than two heads.
Experienced hunters like Team Zhou observed for a while and were surprised: "They are actually grazing the Danube herd."
These guys know how to detour, how to outflank, how to coordinate, and work together like hounds.
For Danube, it's incredible.
"Did you see the white boulder in front of you? After passing the white boulder, you will enter the territory of the Thunder King Beast."
He Lingchuan saw that the surface there was dark in color, completely different from the colorful colors outside. There were even occasional lightning snakes jumping across the ground, bursting into blue-white light.
"The Thunder Qing beast will occasionally come to patrol and strengthen its borders."
He Lingchuan noticed that he was talking about thunder beasts, not "giant beasts": "There are many thunder beasts?"
"Teams rarely come here, and no one has done so in recent years, but the number should be considerable." Captain Zhou said, "After all, if a lord is born in their tribe, they can get protection."
After passing the white boundary stone, the cry of meadows could be heard on the plain, one after another.
The monsters driving the herd are communicating with each other.
They quickened their pace almost simultaneously.
Under this strange pressure, the tide of beasts all over the mountains and plains began to run faster and faster.
In the end it turned into a torrent, rolling forward.
The dust covered the sky and the sun.
At this moment, several new hunters arrived from behind, sweating profusely.
When they met everyone, they brought a big piece of bad news:
"The sandstorm is coming."
He Lingchuan immediately heard the sound of gasping around him. Sandstorm? Is it serious?
He raised his eyes and looked into the distance, and sure enough he saw movement on the distant horizon.
Clouds of sand and dust are flying, seemingly mixed with purple-red lightning, which looks particularly dreamy.
Although it was far away, He Lingchuan could already vaguely feel the coming pressure.
Yes, there are almost no plants in the Fu Realm. Once a sandstorm blows, the scale will be... tsk tsk.
All the hunters howled and cursed.
"Why are we so unlucky this time? Beast tides and sandstorms have caught up with us!"
Team Zhou shouted loudly: "Disband, disband, go collect Shuzhu!"
There was no time to explain, so everyone left in a hurry without being reminded a second time.
The Chiyan team also ran out quickly, and the team members reminded He Lingchuan: "We collect beads, the faster the better, the more the better!"
Everyone is scattered in valleys, cols, and fields, picking pearls whenever they see them.
He Lingchuan humbly asked: "What's going on?"
"The sandstorms in the Fu Realm are no joke. There was one ten years ago and more than a hundred hunters died!"
Can sandstorms kill people? But the hunters who enter the Buddha Realm are not ordinary people, at least they are practitioners or monsters, and they have strong ability to withstand the harsh natural environment.
"They may not have been blown to death, but the sandstorms here last for a short time, often lasting two or three hours!" His teammate bent down to pick up pearls and said quickly, "Most of them can't continue rinsing the pearls, and they are suffocated to death.
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He Lingchuan understood.
The key to their survival in the Buddha Realm is to wash beads, and when a sandstorm comes, it is likely to blow them all away!
Then I won't be able to pick pearls for two or three hours.
What's more, the grass grows on the ground, and its root system is very shallow. If a hurricane comes, it will be blown to pieces, and even the grass and the grass will be gone.
After a sandstorm, survival became a big problem for outsiders like them.
Therefore, before the storm comes, everyone should collect as much as possible and stock up as much as possible to survive!
He Lingchuan understood the power of it and did not dare to neglect it. He started running around using the Yan Hui Shen technique.
Each grass usually has three to seven beads, and it takes two or three hours to grow back after being harvested.
In other words, there was at least five or six hours between the start of the sandstorm and the time everyone survived the natural disaster and went out to fish for pearls again!
Each hunter consumes eight gargle beads every hour, and the base required for five or six hours of survival requires more than 40 beads.
It was then that everyone realized something was wrong:
Previously, everyone was moving behind the beast tide, but these guys trampled how many Shuzhu grass they crushed during their march. The vast plain turned out to be a barren land for harvesting. He Lingchuan ran for dozens of feet, but only found two grasses.
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In such an empty wilderness, there are few pearls and many people.
Trouble. He looked up to the northeast and saw that the sandstorm in the distance had been pushed forward and had already crossed the horizon.
In the barren land, it can travel much faster than a horse.
He Lingchuan concentrated on cutting, and thanks to Yan Huishen's technique, his hands and feet were more agile than others.
Originally, there was a common agreement among hunters in the world of Buddhism: to take pearls without harming the grass.
In this way, after two or three hours, the pearl plant can grow pearls again. Otherwise, if the rhizome is broken, a new plant will grow again.
This is convenient for others and convenient for yourself.
But in the face of natural disasters, no one cares about it. They cut off the plant stems with one knife and harvest the grass with the beads.
He Lingchuan was too quick. In the time it took others to pick three or four trees, he cut off ten.
There were only so many beadroots on the plains. If he picked more, others would have less. So some other hunters were dissatisfied and shouted at him: "Can you leave some for others? Don't be too strict!"
There happened to be three or four clusters of surviving sagebrush in the cracks between these stones. He Lingchuan slashed them all with his knife like rain.
The man was furious and was about to swing his ax at him.
However, He Lingchuan threw two complete Zhucao plants over: "You are too slow."
The man subconsciously took it in his hand and was startled to see that He Lingchuan had already jumped away in two steps.
Time was precious, and he didn't want to waste it fighting for it.
He was about to pick the sage grass seven feet away. These clumps of grass grew on the edge of Stonehenge and had not been trampled. But another hunter had already rushed over.
Looking at the distance, He Lingchuan gave up.
But before he turned around, he saw the hunter stepping back step by step, with his head raised and a sledgehammer in his hand.
Although He Lingchuan stood behind him and couldn't see his face, he could feel the muscles all over his body were tense and extremely nervous.
He looked in the direction where the man was staring, and then saw a huge beast slowly walking out from behind the boulder.
It is still that unknown monster, but it is more than three feet (more than ten meters) long. When it stands on its hind legs, it can be close to one foot tall.
The bigger the body is, the more oppressive it feels.
There was a person between He Lingchuan and the monster, but when he was stared at by his yellow eyes, he still felt pressure coming towards him.
That look was both bloodthirsty and violent, yet cunning and suspicious.
He Lingchuan even showed disdain.
Danube beasts actually have such a high IQ breed?
To be continued...