The monkey-faced man heard a strange noise, but he could not tell which direction the noise came from.

After all, he is just a very low-level practitioner.

In Xuantian Continent, there is abundant spiritual energy, and cultivation has become the choice of many people.

But it does not mean that everyone is a practitioner. On the one hand, it depends on personal preferences and whether or not you are willing to take this path; on the other hand, it depends on personal talent. Those with sufficient talent can achieve twice the result with half the effort when they practice; those with poor talent can achieve half the result with twice the effort when they practice.

This situation in Xuantian Continent is somewhat like the Chinese national examination on Earth: the same nine-year compulsory system, but some children just don’t want to go to school, and the same textbooks, some children go to school, or if they have the determination and smart minds, they can get into the highest institution.

The Xuantian Continent has abundant spiritual energy, but practice is not simple. With more people practicing, the competition is fierce. Another thing is that this stage of practice is much more complicated than that on earth: body refining, foundation building, golden elixir, rebirth, transformation of gods, half-step powerful, powerful, quasi-emperor, emperor, and emperor. Each step of it requires hard practice.

In Xuantian Continent, it is good for ordinary people to cultivate the Golden Pills. If they want to achieve a reborn cultivation, this is not only related to whether they practice hard, but also to their own understanding.

Rebirth is a threshold for most people to practice. Less than one-tenth of those who can advance to the rebirth of cultivation are among practitioners.

Going further up, the cultivation level of a powerful person is another threshold. Only one-tenth of the people who have broken through to the cultivation level of a powerful person can break through to the cultivation level of a powerful person.

In Xuantian Continent, if you can cultivate to a half-step powerful cultivation level, you can travel all over the world.

There are only a few dozen people who can achieve great cultivation.

The seven masters, the three immortal masters and the four demon kings before were just powerful cultivation. Now, Lu Buping also broke through the powerful and reached the cultivation level of a quasi-emperor by borrowing the energy of this peerless weapon!

At Eagle Claw Peak, except Lu Buping, most of the others are mediocre. Huo Biao has practiced with Lu Buping for more than ten years, and at least he has reached a half-step power.

And like this monkey-faced man, although he is a capable general under Huo Biao, he has just reached the point of rebirth.

In this wave of servants, except for the cultivation of body refining and foundation building, the rest are just getting started.

The monkey-faced man named Guo Song. He heard a strange noise, but due to his cultivation, he could not tell whether he had heard it wrong.

"Is there anyone else here?"

The monkey-faced man Guo Song asked the old man.

The old man was panicked, but his face was very calm. He replied calmly: "Sir, who is there in the deep mountains and forests? I'm afraid it's the tiger's companion. Most of the tigers in the forest are accompanied by male and female. I just killed this male tiger, and I'm afraid it's the tiger to take revenge."

When everyone heard that there was a tiger, they became panicked.

"What are you afraid of?" Guo Song looked around and glared at his seven or eight subordinates, "Where is I here? I have just broken through my cultivation level and am thinking about finding an opportunity to try my skills!"

A subordinate whispered to Guo Song: "Boss, look at how big the tiger is. If a tiger comes, we will definitely not be afraid, but if a group comes, we will probably not be able to leave!"

"Ao—"

"Ao—"

In the distance, there were indeed waves of tiger roars!

The sound came from the bottom of the mountain, and it sounded like several!

Guo Song was timid. He blinked his eyes and said to his subordinates: "Let's go, everyone carry the tiger and go up the mountain quickly!"

"You really want to steal our tiger!"

The young Xiaoshu, who had been sitting on the ground, was a little reluctant, but he had been sitting on the ground and never got up.

"Another nonsense, I'll ruin you!" Guo Song raised the whip in his hand.

"Xiaoshu, let them take it away." The old man said to the Xiaoshu.

So, the four people carried the tiger, and the few people behind him escorted it, and walked up the mountain.

"Ao—"

"Ao—"

The tiger howling sounded closer and closer! It seemed that it was smelling the smell here.

The old man asked those people to walk away, and said to the young man: "Little Tree, hurry up, let that girl come out, and the tiger will come in a while."

The boy got up, but there was an extra handkerchief in his hand.

"Huh? What is this?" the old man asked.

"This may be the handkerchief left by that sister. I was afraid that those people would find it, so I sat on it." Xiaoshu said with a smile.

"Okay, Xiaoshu, you are quite clever." The old man praised, then sighed, "Hey, Xiaoshu, grandpa can see that you are a good seedling of cultivation. Unfortunately, our family is not well-off and we don't have the opportunity to practice."

"Grandpa, it's okay. Maybe the opportunity hasn't come, and there may be a chance in the future." Xiaoshu said, and quickly walked into the bushes.

"Sister, it's okay, it's safe now." The boy said.

But when the young man saw that Murong Wan'er had no movement, he saw that Murong Wan'er had already fallen to the ground and was unconscious.

"Grandpa, grandpa, she fainted! She fainted!" The young little tree shouted at the old man.

The old man threw the axe and hurried over. He took out a small bottle of medicine from his pocket, shook out a small pill, and put it in Murong Wan'er's mouth.

In a moment, Murong Wan'er woke up.

"Why did I faint?" Murong Wan'er said.

"You may be exhausted." The old man said.

Murong Wan'er stood up, she looked around and asked, "Are those people gone? I'm still worried that they will find me!"

"They left and took away the tiger we beat." The boy said.

"Oh? It seems that I'm implicating you. I'm so embarrassed." Murong Wan'er said.

"Ao—"

A tiger roar sounded!

"Hurry! Little tree, hide! Hide in this bush!" the old man said anxiously.

So the three of them hid in the bushes.

A gust of wind blew, and four or five big worms with their eyes came with the wind!

They looked around alertly, twitching their noses, as if they were smelling something.

The three of them hid in the bushes, not daring to move, and did not dare to breathe for a moment.

The old man knew that if these tigers discovered them, they would not be able to escape even if they had wings.

"Ao—"

A tiger screamed wildly and jumped forward a few steps. The place was covered with blood, which was the place where the old man had killed the tiger before.

These tigers sniffed blood and roared. They knew that their companions had been killed and became manic.

The old man was frightened to see it. He was worried that he would be discovered by these tigers. He lived a long life, but he felt that death was not worth mercy. However, his grandson, both his parents died since childhood, finally grew up to be half a child. If he died in the mouth of this tiger, it would be pitiful.

"Ao—"

The leading tiger roared and actually took these tigers away!
Chapter completed!