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Chapter 8 Leaving

Now Wang An was soaked in the white mist-scattered spiritual spring. Without the thousand-year-old spiritual breasts, he practiced alone in the water of the spiritual spring. Wang An felt that his cultivation had improved very slowly and was not used to it at all, so he planned to go out.

He did it as soon as he said, Wang An pinched the magic trick to collect the seeds of the Spirit Spring into the world of the Eight Desolate Heavenly Tower. There were also the five or six feet-sized spiritual lake and the formation plate of the Heavenly Confusing Array. Wang An collected them one by one.

Then Wang An walked to a corner of the cave and looked at the one-way one-way teleportation array in front of him, and his face was gloomy and clear.

He remembered that Master Wujie said that this formation was randomly teleported to the edge of the Canglong Mountains. At this moment, his whole body was empty and his clothes had been damaged. What should I do if I went out to see someone?

At this time, Xiao Jin, who was lying on his shoulder, shook his head, "Go away, Master Gui is going to see the outside world, why are you still standing there?"

The hesitation on Wang An's face flashed and he stood in the middle of the magic circle with Xiao Jin.

He quickly made a trick on the teleportation array, and a dazzling light instantly enveloped him...

Somewhere in the forest of Canglong Mountains, a wild boar weighing two or three hundred kilograms was leaning against a tree and rubbing left and right.

Suddenly, its ears stood upright, immediately stopped rubbing, staring at the grass in front of it with vigilance, and kept shaking its nose.

"Bah, what the hell is this?" A resentful shout came from the grass in front of him.

I saw a messy head poking out from a pile of weeds. If I didn't look carefully, I wouldn't be able to tell that this was a person in the grass. There was a golden turtle lying on the shoulders of the man. It shook its tiny neck and looked around.

"Hey, wild boar! You're done with your end, boy." After saying that, it hid in the boy's hair.

This man and turtle combination was Wang An who had just been teleported from the mysterious formation. Wang An was shaking his drowsy head vigorously. The pressure of the teleportation made him feel like he wanted to vomit.

After Xiao Jin lay on his head and restrained his breath, the furious wild boar rushed over; Wang An suddenly panicked, turned around and ran away. It used its magic power and suddenly appeared about a meter away.

At this time, the wild boar chasing it trembled again, his eyes were filled with fear, he retreated step by step, and his mouth was filled with deep roar.

Wang An was stunned for a moment and didn't understand the situation at all. At this time, Xiao Jin in his hair said: "Concentrate your breath... You are so stupid. Can you, an ordinary wild boar, not be afraid of you?"

When Wang An heard this, he understood what was going on.

"Haha, I want to eat wild boar meat today." After that, he appeared in front of him, swung his fist at the wild boar and smashed it down.

Perhaps the wild boar realized that he could not escape today, so he had red eyes and screamed and rushed towards Wang An's abdomen.

"Bang!" Wang An's fist hit the wild boar's head, and a hole instantly appeared on the wild boar's head.

"Qu......" The wild boar screamed and slowly fell to the ground. Blood splattered everywhere, and Wang An's body was covered with blood.

"Haha, I am no longer a scholar without any power. I also have the ability to fight tigers and leopards..." Wang An was so excited that he was incoherent, and kept smiling, then squatted down to look at his blood-stained hands, with tears in his eyes.

Once, my parents took the enemy's heads from millions of people and slashed the tiger and leopard; I was once teased by people in the general's mansion over and over again: tiger father, dog and son. Now, I have become stronger, where are the people I used to?

At this moment, there are joys and sorrows, rebirth after disaster, joy of bringing blessings in disguise, and sadness of recalling the past when it was weak.

Although Wang An had no experience in hunting and no experience in survival in the wild, he had books that recorded these things.

He first found weeds, and the dry wood rose a fire; when it was unacceptable, his fire was born by drilling wood. It was not until later that Wang An realized that he was the only person who made fire in the history of immortal cultivation.

Then Wang An peeled off the wild boar's skin, tore off a bloody wild boar's hind legs and put them on the fire to grill. He also found some seasoned wild grass and wild fruits around.

With a cup of tea, the wild boar meat on the wood exuded an attractive fragrance, which made Wang An, who had never tasted the meat flavor for many years, drool.

At this time, the little golden beetle pretending to be dead also crawled out quickly and kept shouting.

"It smells so good! It smells so good! Can you eat it?" Then he looked at Wang An, and stared at the wooden rack with his small eyes the size of mung beans and pressed against the legs of wild boars that were beginning to turn golden.

Wang An threw Xiao Jin to the ground and flipped the pig's legs on the shelf.

Time for another cup of tea has passed, and the entire air is filled with an attractive fragrance.

The whole pig's legs were golden and covered with grilled sauce. The barbecue was cooked. Without even caring about the heat, Wang An directly took off the pig's legs and ate it.

The outside is burnt and tender on the inside, the taste is delicious and original, making people feel endless aftertaste.

Xiao Jin, who had been eager to try it, quickly lay on his legs and chewed it, eating faster than Wang An.

Finally, most of his thighs went into Xiao Jin's stomach, and he was still clamoring to eat. Finally, he barbecued a wild boar's hind legs again, one man and one turtle.

After eating, Xiao Jin lay on the ground with satisfaction, with his feet facing the sky. This made Wang An laugh: "Don't you say that the turtle's four feet facing the sky can't turn over? Why are you lying like this?"

Xiao Jin grunted and said with stern aloof: "I am a divine turtle! Don't confuse me with an ordinary turtle."

Then it kept lying down there and turned over, playing with it.

Wang An went to pull out the two fangs of the wild boar and picked a few more stubbles. Then he put the wild boar skin on the fire and dried it. Finally, he made the wild boar skin into a leather coat, and used the wild boar tendons to wear it on his body.

At the same time, the two sharp fangs were put into the Eight Desert Tower.

After doing all this, Wang An began to look at the surrounding environment.

The surroundings are overgrown with weeds and towering ancient trees, and they cannot tell the difference between east, west, south and north; when the wind blows, I occasionally see the sunlight appearing on the seemingly distant treetops.

Maybe he had encountered the miserable experience of escaping, or maybe he was confident about the power he had now. At this moment, Wang An didn't feel any fear or fear in his heart.

"Little Turba, where do you think we are going now?" Wang An asked the little golden beetle lying lazily on the ground.

Xiao Jin turned over and flew to Wang An's shoulder.

"Where do you want to go?" Wang An shrugged, "Of course we are going to places where there are people. We can't always go around in this forest."

Xiao Jin shook his golden head lightly, jumped to the ground, then his belly was facing the sky on the ground, his limbs were put into the shell, leaving only a small tail outside, and it suddenly turned rapidly.
Chapter completed!
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