Cultivate Immortals and Eternal Life Starting from a Fisherman

Chapter 43

Outside the forest, in a small village at the foot of the mountain.

The warriors and villagers who were waiting there looked at the billowing smoke and dust on the mountain, thinking about the deafening roar just now.

They all looked rejoicing:
"Unexpectedly, that evil bear is actually a monster!"

"The monster is cunning, and it's really well disguised! We were inquiring about it before, and we were almost deceived by it!"

"Fortunately, the Superintendent is strict in handling things, let me wait to inspect the strange things around here, and personally take action to find out!"

"Otherwise, once this monster goes berserk, I'm afraid that the nearby villages will be wiped out!"

The voices of the martial artists were naturally heard by the nearby villagers.

After a while, under the leadership of the village elders, regardless of whether the celestial master could hear it or not, they knelt down towards the forest and kowtowed and shouted various praises.

So, Su Ping packed up the dead bear, and when he got out of the forest, he saw a group of villagers kneeling on the ground.

I also noticed that the warriors looked at me eagerly with a bit of admiration.

Slay demons and demons, save lives and heal the wounded, hoe the strong and help the weak.

In this land governed by the Righteous Dao Xianmen, after all, it is still the default correct values ​​in people's hearts.

A monk who is willing to do this and really does it will naturally be respected by others from the bottom of his heart.

Su Ping nodded slightly, and after telling the villagers to get up, he opened the map and took most of the warriors to another location.

Su Ping did this with his own thoughts, with these warriors and so many villagers testifying.

His own monster material also has a source.

At most, there are monks who feel that their luck is a little bit better. They can beat all the monsters they encounter, and they have successfully hunted and killed them, and obtained valuable monster materials.

Su Ping led the team around the boundary of Canary City, and strangled more than a dozen beasts that had harmed one side.

In addition to wild bears, a fierce tiger and a one-horned ox with spirituality were also found, which became Su Ping's source of monster materials.

Among them, the one-horned ox seemed to have a trace of magical blood. After being activated, the adult body grew bigger again, and the one-horned cow even brought on a series of electric lights with the roar.

Surprised, Su Ping immediately called out the spirit beast to fight more and less.

It can also be regarded as giving one's spiritual pets more practical experience.

This one-horned ox has just become extraordinary, even if he is very talented, he is limited by his own experience and cannot realize his potential.

After being besieged, he persisted for more than ten minutes, but finally fell down unwillingly and became Su Ping's trophy.

Su Ping didn't cut and pack it right away this time, but deliberately changed into a set of cheap robes and made them tattered, and the corners of his mouth were slightly bleeding, and his complexion was sluggish, as if he was injured.

Only then did the warriors from far away come to help and transport the one-horned ox out of the deep mountain.

After all, under normal circumstances, when a monk like him in the middle stage of Qi training encounters monsters that have grown up normally, how can he encounter little monsters so many times without getting hurt?
Especially the unicorn, which is not so simple at first sight.

If Su Ping was not injured at all.

Others would not doubt that Su Ping fed the waste pill, which is impossible in their common sense.

But he will definitely start to doubt the true strength of Su Ping, the supervisor.

He might even think that Su Ping has a powerful attacking treasure, which will cause unnecessary trouble!
Moreover, having succeeded so many times in a row... a little injury can also make the colleagues feel better.

Those demon hunters who are mainly disciples from the outer sect, which one is not scarred?

Su Ping still took good care of the mood of his comrades.

After hunting the one-horned ox, Su Ping used the excuse of recuperating his wounds to end this operation for the people.

The warriors and the villagers expressed their understanding one after another, and there were even some doctors who offered all kinds of strange healing medicines.

There are also big families in Jinque City who heard about this, and together they contributed money to build a longevity tablet for Su Ping.

It can be foreseen, as long as Canary City is still there.

Even if Su Ping leaves in the future, the deeds he left behind will become myths and legends, and will be passed down through word of mouth or even opera adaptations...

For Su Ping, the benefits of high-profile hunting of monsters have only just begun.

In the world of Xianmen, monster materials have always been in short supply.

Nothing else, there are quite a few monks who like to eat and drink and keep fit.

Dishes based on monsters have always been the best-selling dishes in restaurants in large squares.

After the reputation spread.

This time, there is no need for Su Ping to go to other markets to sell carefully.

There is a restaurant in Xianmenfang City, and the refining workshop came to visit Su Ping.

Su Ping left one-tenth of the materials for the three monsters, and sold the rest for spirit stones.

Then, I bought the back kitchen of a restaurant in Xianmenfang City where I bought the monster meat.

Several kitchen stewards looked at the hundreds of catties of monster meat brought in, but felt that there was something wrong with the meat no matter how they looked at it.

Based on their rich experience in processing monster meat, they suspect that there is something wrong with this monster meat!

This matter soon brought the shopkeeper to the back kitchen.

"Let me ask you, does this thing look like monster meat?"

"Yes……!"

"Okay, then let me ask you, does this thing smell like monster meat?"

"It smells... too!"

"Very good, then does this food taste like monster meat!"

When the shopkeeper asked this, a golden light appeared in his right hand, and he tore off a small piece of raw meat, put it in his mouth, and began to bite slowly.

Several kitchen stewards looked at each other. Naturally, they had tasted it, so they didn't dare to talk nonsense and nodded to admit:
"Too!"

"That's it!"

After swallowing the monster meat, the shopkeeper waved his hand:
"Since this thing looks the same, smells the same, and tastes the same, then this is genuine monster meat!"

"Your doubts, I also know, but it's about something, you don't need to understand, just keep doing things."

"But... the shopkeeper, the quality of these monster meat is probably not even low-grade."

A responsible steward stood up, a little afraid but still spoke out.

"I know, we won't let our customers suffer!"

"Let the restaurant launch a few special dishes using these monster meat, indicating that the taste is the same but the effect is low."

The shopkeeper gave a solution that had been prepared long ago.

In fact, all of them who bought the materials of Suping monsters found the quality problems of these materials during the inspection.

But no one doubted that Su Ping had adulterated it.

No one in this world sells the spirit beasts that have been cultivated with great difficulty to sell materials!
Moreover, the secrets that the Yun family can know, those who rely on big trees to do business naturally also know.

From their point of view, this is probably some powerful monsters playing tricks behind the scenes, using secret techniques to forcibly ripen a group of monsters lurking in the mortal world of the fairy gate.

But I didn't want to meet a responsible inspector and hunt him down in advance!
Although they had competition when purchasing, they also had a tacit understanding. The price was clearly explained with Su Ping.

Did not suffer because of this.

However, after the matter slowly fermented, supervisors or family monks in other cities imitated it.

The results are either in vain, or I really encountered a monster hidden in the deep mountains, and after a big battle, the monster often escaped!
What's more unlucky, I don't know if I encountered an evil spirit or a robbery, and died directly.

This made this wave of imitation come quickly and stop even faster!

　It's Monday! ! !
　　
　
(End of this chapter)