Prehistoric: The first disciple of the sect

Chapter 1438 Little Brown Snake Extracts Energy
  Thinking of the dirt and blood all over his body, Zhang Yan came to the small pond under the waterfall and wanted to freshen up. As soon as he picked up a handful of water and slapped it on his face, the system prompted that the water contained weak spiritual energy and there might be something nearby. Zhang Yan needed the medicinal herbs, but the view around the waterfall was wide and unobstructed. Where would the spiritual herbs be?
  With the help of a computer-level brain, Zhang Yan discovered that the sound produced by the water flowing down the stone slab was different, as if there was a space behind the water curtain. When he went into the water and walked to the waterfall, there was indeed a cave inside, and there was a line on the stone wall. A few blood-coagulating grasses grew randomly in the crack that was half a person's height.

Zhang Yan stretched out his right hand to pick it. The second before he pulled out the clotted blood grass closest to the crack, his intuition told him that there was something wrong. The next second, a small brown snake shot out from the depth of the crack. He opened his teeth and faced Zhang Yan. Zhang Yan pinched seven inches of the snake's mouth with his backhand and immediately grabbed the snake's head with his left hand, rotating it 360 degrees to end the snake's life.

This little brown snake should be the guardian of this piece of coagulated blood grass. Faced with Zhang Yan's infringement of its territory and his attempt to steal its treasures, it fought back. Although Zhang Yan was just getting to know the ancient world and was weak, But with a super brain, he was able to face the first crisis after waking up with ease. Moreover, this little snake was only the guardian beast of the low-level medicinal herb Blood Coagulation Grass and was not very strong.

The system reminded Zhang Yan that this little brown snake also has a certain amount of energy in its body, and its venom and blood essence can be used as nutrients for Zhang Yan to repair his body. Zhang Yan put away the little snake and prepared to find a suitable place to deal with it later. He stretched out his right hand again to pluck the more mature coagulation grass and left the smaller ones there to wait for its sustainable development. Or leave it to someone who is destined to come later.

Thinking that he had just arrived in this world where the strong were respected and was not familiar with any place, it was more important to recover his body first, so Zhang Yan settled temporarily by the pond under the small waterfall. In fact, the injuries on this body were not particularly serious, but due to excessive blood loss and the owner's weak will to survive, he died.

Zhang Yan studied several strains of coagulation grass for a while, and left the relevant attribute information inside the super brain. He simply processed it, amplified its function of stopping bleeding and generating blood, then chewed it raw, and then took the piece of blood he just had. The little brown snake that intended to attack was taken out and dealt with. This little snake was not big. It was only about half a meter long when straightened. After extracting the blood essence and venom, he also disembowelled the snake and gave birth to it. I made a fire and roasted the snake meat on the fire, which was enough to fill my stomach.

While waiting for the snake meat to be roasted, Zhang Yan followed the extraction method calculated by the system after analyzing the snake venom and snake blood, extracted all the energy inside and absorbed it into the body. Under the combined effect of grass, Zhang Yan's physical condition has almost returned to 50% of the normal level, and he can be regarded as having some ability to protect himself.

"There is someone in front of you, please be careful."

"The saint is about to accept his disciples. How come there are still people who have the leisure to light a fire and cook at the foot of Kunlun Mountain? I'm afraid there is no ambush."

A group of five or six people came upstream from the lower reaches of the river and smelled the aroma of Zhang Yan's roasted snake meat. They were afraid that someone had set a trap here and had a plot.

(End of this chapter)