casual cultivator

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rested all night in my camp, but I was close to no unexpected danger.

Shen Xuan woke up, took off the attached fire talisman, continued to preserve it, kicked away the bonfire that had been extinguished, and demolished the tent again.

Shen Xuan carried the burden and continued to move forward, not to mention killing a tiger in seven days, if you want to find the tiger, you can't stay where you are.

Like the place where Shen Xuan stayed for one night, it is just the outermost part of Shishan, and hares and pheasants may still appear, but if a large animal like a tiger is basically in the deepest part of Shishan.

After walking forward for a while, Shen Xuan, who was still a little relaxed, stopped, and with his practice for a few days, he could feel that something was following him.

Suddenly, Shen Xuan dropped the baggage, and at the same time as he turned around, the Xuan Gong in his right hand directly hit backwards, and his left hand kept stopping, and he took out a flame paper talisman, which flew out with the direction where the Xuan Gong hit.

Only listening to a muffled sound, followed by another "bang", Shen Xuan only felt that Xuan Gong hit something hard, but the hard object was directly shattered, and before he could see it clearly, the flame talisman exploded again, causing the hard object to fly out.

When the hard object landed, Shen Xuan took a closer look, and then he saw that it was a black wild dog, at this time, the wild dog's head had been smashed, the brain pulp was scattered to the ground, and the remaining burnt limbs were still shaking in motion, seeing that it was a short death.

But Shen Xuan felt that there was a different meaning from the tiger Xuanxuan, and the qi and blood of this wild dog were much better than that of the local chicken raised by the family.

Shen Xuan did not waste the ingredients, and took the wild dog Dingding, today's lunch will be there, fragrant roasted wild dog meat, it is indeed authentic.

Putting away the Xuanqiao, Shen Xuan picked up the burden again and continued to move forward, and on the way, he encountered a few stupid roe deer who did not have long eyes, all of which were turned into lunch by Shen Xuan one by one.

Seeing that it was about to be noon, Shen Xuan also had no intention of hurrying, set up a bonfire, and took out all the harvest in the morning, the most essence hind leg meat of a wild dog, the tenderloin of three silly roe deer, a hare and half a pheasant.

As for why it was half a pheasant, of course, because Shen Xuan's flame talisman was in the bullseye, the pheasant was bombarded to the point that only half of it remained.

After putting these things on a twig, Shen Xuan put it on the fire and roasted it, and turned over a bag of salt prepared before, and with a light sprinkle of it, the fragrance wafted out.

Eat such a bite, ah, this fragrant roasted game, it is indeed authentic.

After eating this lunch, Shen Xuan continued on the road, in this state of rushing during the day and practicing at night, Shen Xuan walked for three days, and only on the night of the fourth day, he found himself a temporary residence, a wild cave.

Of course, wild is definitely not wild, this cave turned out to be the home of a nest of hares, but after Shen Xuan arrived, it was naturally cut down and rooted, and the cave was requisitioned by Shen Xuan.

As for that litter of hares, Shen Xuan could only say that the taste was indeed authentic.

In this cave, Shen Xuan lived, and at this time, Shen Xuan was already in an unknown mountain range in the stone mountain.

After cleaning up this cave that could accommodate seven or eight people, Shen Xuan put his baggage here, lit a bonfire, took out today's harvest, and had another full meal.

Fire talismans were pasted inside and outside the cave door, and Shen Xuan began today's practice.