Starting from the Tiger Demon Yaksha, the demon immortality

Chapter 76 75 No good banquet, go hunting in the mountains

Ok?
Li Cunxiao thought that he was so indifferent, as if the two of them had no grudge against each other.

"Nephew Murong, it's been many years since we last met, but you're still as charming as ever."

"Head of Escorts, Chief Zhang."

Before Zhang Lishi could answer, Murong Bo in the distance seemed to have turned on his radar and quickly moved forward through the crowd.

"Brother Zhang is here, but why isn't my disciple Shi Tie here?"

"He returned to the manor after the autumn hunt. The escort agency is no different from the county government. It's full of talented people."

Without saying a few words, Murong Bo brought Zhang Lishi into the house, like an old hen protecting her cubs, unwilling to let her children be alone with tigers and wolves.

"Brother Shi didn't come, what a pity. Junior Sister Zhang, who is this person you haven't introduced yet?"

He wore a moon-white brocade round-necked robe with a hidden lion and linked beads pattern, a gold belt around his waist, and a large scarf hanging from the back of his head covering his shoulders.

The dark purple cassock was embroidered with coiled grass patterns in gold thread, and there were five large Buddhas in it, with layers of lotus flowers extending outward. It was obvious at first glance that it was not an ordinary object.

Compared to this cassock, Murong Bo's originally handsome appearance has lost some of its luster.

"This is my father's new disciple, Li Cunxiao."

Zhang Yuelu's tone was indifferent, but Murong Bo didn't take it seriously. There was a hint of passion in his eyes as he looked at the burly young man.

Li Cunxiao's heart tightened, and he subconsciously distanced himself from her.
"I've heard that Young Master Murong is a man of equal renown as my senior brother, but I never imagined he was actually a lay Buddhist practicing Buddhism."

Murong Bo casually lifted the scarf, revealing his black hair.

"That's not the case. It's just that this robe is good for my spiritual practice. I'll definitely have to drink a few more glasses of wine with you guys later."

After saying this, he saw a guest coming to the door and greeted him with a spring-like smile.

Li Cunxiao vaguely felt that something was wrong with this person, but he couldn't put his finger on it. He could only follow Zhang Yuelu into the mansion and have polite conversations with the younger generation of other forces.

Murong Bo came out of retreat and stabilized his internal organs. For such a major event, the Ye family and the Xiao family naturally sent people.

Knowing that Li Cunxiao was here, Ye Rongzu naturally came to promote the girls of the clan. Xiao Ji, with a fake smile, exchanged a few polite words, and then went to Murong Bo.

As for Shen He and Xiao Mei, they avoided him like the plague, but Jiang Qi came and drank a few glasses of wine with them.

The banquet was grand and attended by many distinguished guests, and there seemed to be nothing unusual.

But Li Cunxiao felt Murong Bo's fiery gaze from time to time while sitting in his seat.

Originally, he thought that this person was interested in both men and women, but after observation, he found that apart from himself, Murong Bo also had eager eyes towards Zhang Yuelu and young men and women from other forces.

If we have to say what these people have in common, it is that they all have good talents. Some are at the muscle level like him, while others have perfect qi and blood, and can be called young heroes.

Are you eager to recruit talents, or do you like silver parties?

Li Cunxiao was really puzzled. After the banquet, he immediately said goodbye and left with Zhang Lishi.

For some reason, even after returning home, Murong Bo's strange eyes still flashed before his eyes from time to time.

It was not until he had practiced sword techniques, footwork, boxing, and palm techniques for two hours in a row, and looked at the stream of sweat flowing beneath him, that the inexplicable sense of crisis and anxiety in his heart gradually subsided.

So what on earth is Murong Bo up to?

"We'll start hunting in the mountains tomorrow. I need to accumulate evil spirits faster by hunting monsters."

"Mu Cha, Wei He, and Chi Li can also be strengthened by pure flesh and blood."

In the training room, the sound of fists and palms breaking through the wind could be heard again.

"I need strength, more strength."

"Cuckoo~"

"Cuckoo~"

At the junction of the withered and dark green forests, the cuckoo makes strange calls on the branches.

Covered in "camouflage" made of branches and leaves, Li Cunxiao's breathing was slow and almost inaudible.

His eyes narrowed, and his golden pupils reflected the little fellow on the distant branch. The bowstring in his right hand suddenly released.

Whoosh!
The arrow broke through the air, making a sharp whistling sound. The branches in the distance swayed up and down, and several small animals fled in panic.

Li Cunxiao stepped forward, his cloud-stepping boots flashing silver light, and he crossed the distance of five meters in a few steps silently.

After clearing away the soil, a small squirrel-like animal came into view. Its claws and the membrane wings between its legs were torn by arrows, making it unable to glide away.

"Gugu~Gugu~"

His bright eyes were filled with fear, and his cries became more pitiful than the last.

Li Cunxiao cut open his stomach with a knife.

Although the word "bird" is in the name of this thing, its real name is flying squirrel.

It's just that it builds its nest in trees and can glide with its membrane wings, so it is mistakenly called a bird. The Wei He family's inherited demon bait requires this ingredient.

According to a specific recipe, Li Cunxiao mixed several kinds of animal meat and herbs he had collected, and then stuffed them into the stomachs of five prepared cuckoos.

In winter, demons also have the habit of hibernating. Unless they fail to find enough human food before winter and are extremely hungry, they will not easily leave their caves.

This bait is takeout prepared for those hungry demons, but the delivery fee is a bit expensive.

After following Wei He around Pingqiu Mountain for a few days, he had already memorized the several major demon territories marked on the map.

He walked lightly and quietly found a dry valley. He placed the chubby cuckoo on the riverbed and hid himself in the distance.

Wait patiently.

This was Li Cunxiao's first solo hunt, and he was prepared for the possibility of finding nothing. Hunting wasn't a one- or two-day endeavor, and besides, he wasn't just hunting for evil spirits or pure blood.

He should familiarize himself with the wild environment in advance so that he can take his men and escape if war breaks out in the future.

After waiting quietly for a quarter of an hour, a faint sound came from the dry riverbed deep in the valley.

Li Cunxiao only used the front of his feet to exert force, pushing almost flatly along the muddy ground, and changed to an unobstructed angle.

The golden tiger eye narrowed, and the black vertical pupil was like a thin line, sweeping across the brown riverbed inch by inch, until a very confusing pattern came into view.

A giant python as thick as an adult's thigh was winding its body, and its round head popped out from the cracks in the limestone.

The forked tongue kept moving, and with a hissing sound, it approached the round rat corpse.

It smells so good~
Although the demon could not speak, Li Cunxiao knew from the frequent shaking of its tongue that the rock python could no longer resist the temptation.

The prey came into the shooting range little by little. Li Cunxiao pulled the iron bow to the full moon and aimed the specially processed gray-black arrow at the rock python with its huge mouth open.

"Ka!"

Suddenly, a strange cry was heard in the air, followed by a cloud of dust.

With such a familiar scene and cry, Li Cunxiao recognized the identity of the flying demon almost instantly.

Wind Weasel!
As soon as the wind weasel appeared, it pounced directly at the rock python without even looking at the dead rat on the ground.

The latter immediately swallowed the rat corpse on the ground into his mouth, turned around and drilled into the crevice of the rock.

What’s strange is that the rock python has a very strong body, but it is also amazingly tough and elastic.

Its body, as thick as an adult's thigh, was squeezed into a gap as big as a palm, with only half of its tail left outside, bitten tightly by the wind weasel.

Li Cunxiao keenly noticed that there was also a less obvious yellow bulge on the back of the wind weasel.

A hump has begun to form, a first-level perfect demon?
As for the rock python, judging by the pattern on its back, it seemed to be a person with great energy and blood.

It was my first time hunting and the harvest was unexpectedly good.

Li Cunxiao moved his arms and aimed the arrow at the wind weasel.

Let’s deal with the flying ones first.

Whoosh!
There was a sharp whistle, followed by the wind weasel's scream. The arrow pierced through its belly and nailed it to the dry riverbed.

As the mouse's mouth loosened, the rock python's fat body twisted faster. Even though Li Cunxiao was as fast as a swallow and arrived in an instant, all he could see was a tail that was about to disappear.

"Hmph, want to run away?"

With the blessing of the Silver Fox, Li Cunxiao performed the Sixteen Hands of Pure Yang in a flexible way.

The arms, as white as jade, were soft and boneless for a moment, and easily inserted into the narrow gap. With a tremor and a shake, they followed up with a step after each attack.

In an instant, the rugged limestone buried deep in the riverbed rolled away like stone balls, but none of them broke.

The rock python's fat lower body was completely exposed to view, and its hard scales even scratched sparks on the rocks.

Li Cunxiao used the Tiger Demon to strengthen himself, and with his dark blue arms, which were as thick as iron claws, he grabbed and dragged the three-meter-long python out directly, and then pulled it hard -

Blood surges like a fountain!
The broken half of the snake's body twisted wildly on the ground like an earthworm. It was not until the snake's head was chopped off that it calmed down after dozens of breaths.

The rat next to it was still struggling desperately, but Li Cunxiao kicked it and crushed its head, and it stopped moving.

Only at this time did Li Cunxiao have the mind to observe the charging changes of the vajra.

The two first-level demons caused the golden light on the vajra to grow visibly by a small section, which was equivalent to the evil energy provided by eating twenty or thirty kilograms of first-level demon meat.

"The evil spirit gained from killing demons is greater than that gained from eating meat."

"That's right. Eating meat is like absorbing a demon's evil energy in multiple bursts, but killing it is a one-time absorption."

"It seems that unless it is the second-level perfection or the third-level demon meat, killing the demon is still the most cost-effective."

Li Cunxiao touched his chin and glanced at the corpse on the ground.

The two pieces of prey weighed over a hundred pounds in total, which was enough to fill his backpack. It was definitely not possible to just take them back like that.

Li Cunxiao held one in each hand, walked as fast as the wind, and walked around a few circles before arriving at a hidden cave.

This is one of his several supply points.

He took out the tools placed here in advance and skinned and dismembered the two demons.

The more valuable ones, such as snake gallbladders and weasel humps, as well as a few pieces of fatty belly and leg meat, weighing about 70 to 80 kilograms, were taken home.

The remaining scraps can be made into bait that is better than the one for the cuckoo, and maybe they can be used to catch second-level monsters next time.

After a busy period, Li Cunxiao picked up his bag, covered the entrance of the cave again, and prepared to go down the mountain.

Speaking of the gains today, it is partly due to luck, and partly due to Wei He’s generous teaching.

How to make bait and identify signs of demonic activity
Without these ancestral experiences, ordinary people who rely on hunting for a living would undoubtedly have a hard time enduring the winter.

"stop!"

Suddenly a loud shout came from the woods, followed by a mud ball flying to Li Cunxiao's feet.

The mud ball cracked, revealing the rough stone eggs inside.

Li Cunxiao was not surprised but happy, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.
The Silver Fox's power was fully activated, the facial muscles moved rapidly, and the skin became white.

He stood still, and soon there was a rustling sound from the surrounding bushes, and several tall and strong men came out with short knives and short bows in their hands.

(End of this chapter)