Living in the world of cultivation

The next day, Su Fan got up very early.

He brought everything with him and had plenty of supplies in case he needed it.

Now he has six storage bags, two five-square ones, two two-square ones, and two one-sided ones, which are enough for this trip into the mountains.

Lao Ye said he would come over in the morning, but it was almost noon before he appeared in the courtyard.

Ye Tianhe glanced at Su Fan, nodded and said, "Let's go..."

Su Fan ignored him, turned around and opened the door to leave.

"Why are you going..."

"Didn't you mean to go into the mountains?"

Ye Tianhe patted his forehead, then patted his storage bag and took out a shuttle about an inch in size.

He threw the shuttle into the sky. The shuttle was good at catching the wind and instantly turned into a diamond-shaped shuttle four or five meters long.

Ye Tianhe jumped up and looked back at Su Fan with disdain.

"You don't want me to walk into Shaoyang Mountain with you? What are you looking at? Come up quickly..."

Su Fan's face turned red due to Lao Ye's words.

He moved and floated onto the shuttle. Before he could stand still, the shuttle had already swooped out.

"I'll go..."

Su Fan was not prepared at all and sat down on the shuttle. This guy must have done it on purpose.

Lao Ye, I hate you...

Seeing Su Fan's embarrassed look, Ye Tianhe was so happy that he burst out laughing.

In the past, when Su Fan and a group of casual cultivators went into the mountains, they had to get up before dawn and wait until noon before entering the mountains.

And before dark, a suitable camping spot must be found.

Be careful when entering the mountains. Even a slight mistake may cause casualties.

How is it like now? In half an hour, the two of them took the shuttle and reached the depths of the mountain.

For such a long distance, casual cultivators would have to trek through the mountains for at least half a month.

"Brother, it's almost done, stop flying in..."

Ye Tianhe stood in front of the shuttle with his hands behind his hands, holding up a spiritual light shield in front of him to block the strong wind.

After listening to Su Fan's words, he shook his head.

"Why...are you scared..."

Su Fan almost died of anger. Even a monk knew that he could not fly in the sky after entering the mountain.

If you encounter a second-level flying monster, you will die miserably.

"Of course I'm scared. You've flown so far. What will you do if you encounter a monster that's good at flying?"

Ye Tianhe smiled proudly.

"Kill it..."

Su Fan once again gave Lao Ye full marks for his pretense.

Apart from anything else, this guy has a way of pretending to be realistic.

And it comes with its own BGM, which allows people to be involved in it immediately. It is definitely the ceiling of the pretense world.

Phew! ! !

At this time, a neighing sound came from the distance.

I saw a giant bird with a wingspan of more than ten meters suddenly emerged from the clouds and headed straight for the shuttle.

Zheng! ! !

The long sword behind Ye Tianhe flew into the sky with a "swish".

He formed a sword with his fingers and pointed forward.

A shocking sword intent suddenly erupted, and the majestic sword power instantly tore apart the space.

It turned into a sword light and shot straight into the sky.

In an instant, the giant bird in the distance was cut in half with a sword.

The flying sword flew back to its scabbard with a harsh roar, and anyone could feel a joyful emotion from it.

Su Fan was stunned, the sword became refined.

Ye Tianhe said: "Let's go down. It hasn't been unsheathed for several months. How can we do it without some blood?"

Depend on……

Sword cultivators are all crazy, and even their swords are not normal.

The shuttle landed in a valley. Su Fan looked around. Before he could speak, Lao Ye pointed ahead.

"There is a ferocious bull there, go and kill it."

Su Fan quit and said angrily: "Why should I go? If you let your sword fly, wouldn't you kill it with a swish?"

Ye Tianhe shook his head and said with a straight face: "Are you kidding? A first-order mid-level monster is worthy of it!"

Su Fan almost choked to death at Lao Ye's words.

There is no way, people's flying swords are noble.

You are all masters, so let us, a small casual cultivator, go ahead.

Su Fan could only draw out the magic sword and walked in the direction of Lao Ye's finger.

He had read through the monster manual, which gave a very comprehensive introduction to the habits and weaknesses of the iron-skinned bull.

The two horns can be used to refine weapons, the cowhide can be used to refine magic weapons or talismans, and other parts are also useful. If you hunt one back, you can exchange it for at least dozens of spiritual stones.

Moreover, its meat is firm, juicy and tender, and tastes good. Several hotels in the city have been purchasing it for a long time.

While Su Fan was thinking wildly, he heard a "boom" and the dense forest opposite became agitated.

A huge beast, two to three meters tall, was rampaging through the woods.

Thick ancient trees were smashed to pieces by it, but their speed did not slow down at all, and they roared out of the dense forest.

The iron-skinned bull is ferocious and violent, and its hide is as hard as iron.

Facing such a monster, a casual cultivator would need at least a few people to deal with it, and they would also need to make arrangements in advance.

But for Su Fan, killing a first-level mid-level monster was no big deal.

He didn't panic at all, holding the sword in both hands, quietly waiting for the arrival of the iron bull.

The iron-clad bull was as fast as lightning, covering a distance of dozens of meters in an instant, and rammed towards Su Fan rudely.

The moment he was about to hit Su Fan, his figure suddenly disappeared and appeared on the side of the iron-clad bull.

Using his left foot as a pivot, he turned around sharply, rounded the sword with both hands, and slashed hard at the iron bull's left front leg.

Bang!

Su Fan swung the magic sword weighing two or three hundred kilograms in a full circle, and the huge force cut off the cow's leg in one go.

The iron-skinned barbarian bull fell to the ground, but the huge inertia made it roll on the ground for several rounds.

It struggled to turn over, but before it could get up, a flying needle had "swooshed" into its eye socket.

"Moo..."

The iron-skinned barbarian bull struggled violently for a while, and finally stopped moving.

Su Fan walked to its side, and frowned in the face of such a huge beast.

This big guy, at least more than ten tons, the few storage bags in his hand are not enough.

In desperation, Su Fan took out the magic dagger and wanted to cut it.

Take the useful materials from the iron-skinned barbarian bull, and take some meat away.

At this time, Ye Tianhe came over.

He touched the ring on his hand, and the huge iron-skinned barbarian bull disappeared from the ground in an instant.

Su Fan was stunned.

Damn, it was actually a storage ring.

He couldn't help but sigh. He was a disciple of the Sword Sect. He was already using a storage ring in the Qi Refining Stage.

Compared with a storage bag, a storage ring is often dozens of square meters in size.

Storage rings are not something that ordinary people can have. Even those in the Foundation Establishment Stage may not be able to get one.

"What are you still looking at? Let's go... We'll camp in front tonight."

After Ye Tianhe finished speaking, he left leisurely with his hands behind his back, humming a little tune.

Su Fan shook his head. He couldn't afford to offend a sword cultivator.

Next, Su Fan killed two more monsters, both of which were first-level low-grade.

First-level monsters don't have any innate magical powers. They rely entirely on their strong bodies and amazing speed.

This poses no threat to Su Fan. He can kill one in two or three strokes.

Thanks to Gui Youbai for his reward and monthly ticket, and thanks to Shi Sandai and Bai Genyu for their recommendation tickets. Lao Bu is deeply grateful. Thank you all for your love and support.