Shocked, our ancestors also had to go to kindergarten

Soon, they encountered the first first-level monster.

A saber-toothed tiger.

It is three times larger than an ordinary tiger, and its claws look sharper than a blade. The most important thing is the long hair and sharp spines on its tail, which looks like a whip.

At this moment, its tail was swinging on the ground, raising clouds of dust.

"You guys find a way to kill it. I'll watch from the side. Unless it's a fatal attack, I won't take action."

"Got it!" x6.

Ouyang Mingri was in a wheelchair and had difficulty moving, so he could only attack from the back and had to be careful to dodge at all times.

His previous wheelchair had been discarded, and the current wheelchair was made for him by Zhuge Liang.

Not only can it control its own movement, but it is also filled with hidden devices and mechanisms, so Qin Huan doesn't have to worry too much about his safety.

Although this might be too advantageous for him and he would lose many opportunities for training.

But it doesn’t matter. When he reaches the sixth level of Qi training, he can take the marrow cleansing pill to cleanse the toxins in his body and stand up again.

Because the efficacy of the top-grade cleansing marrow pill was so strong, Patriarch Bodhi suggested that she wait until the students reached the sixth level of Qi training before giving it to them.

If you use it now, you may not be able to fully absorb the medicinal effects because your body is too weak.

If they can wait until the sixth level of Qi training, perhaps the purity of their spiritual roots can be cleansed to 100%.

For this possibility, Qin Huan of course decided to wait.

***

The time they had spent breaking through the third level was too short, and they had not yet comprehended the first move of the technique.

However, I have learned some basic techniques that are in line with my spiritual roots.

Wanyan Kang took the lead and used earth spikes to block the saber-toothed tiger's way. Then An Lingrong followed and bound its legs with vines. The wooden spikes on the vines pierced into the saber-toothed tiger's limbs.

However, her cultivation was too low, and the wooden thorn only managed to pierce the saber-toothed tiger's skin.

"Water Dragon Song!" Compared to them, Zhao Linger, who had broken through the third level long ago, had already learned the first move of the Linglong Immortal Sutra.

A clear water dragon leaped out from her palm and then rushed towards the saber-toothed tiger that leaped high.

Waves of dragon roars echoed throughout the outskirts of the Qishan Mountains.

"What is this sound?"

"Look, these monsters are scared!"

"Could it be that some precious spiritual beast was born in Mount Qishan?"

Demonic beasts are bloodthirsty and man-eating animals, wild beasts are ordinary animals without intelligence, and spiritual beasts are intelligent and friendly to humans, and have the potential to become pets.

However, the world of immortal cultivation has long lost the method of making scrolls for contracting spirit beasts. If one wants to own a spirit beast, the only way is to use the method of forcibly contracting by mixing the blood of both parties when the spirit beast is young.

This kind of contract is an equal contract between both parties. If either party dies, the other party will be seriously injured.

As for wanting a master-servant contract, you must have a contract scroll before Heaven will recognize it.

But this thing has been lost, so you can imagine how much people value the newborn spiritual beasts.

After all, small ones are easier to deceive.

There were also many people who had dreamed of enslaving powerful adult spirit beasts, so they used tricks to force contracts on adult spirit beasts.

As a result, the spirit beast was resentful, but could not harm each other, so it just ate and drank without working.

The man was angry but there was nothing he could do. It was an equal contract and neither party could hurt the other. They couldn't even have any thoughts at all. If they thought about it together, they would suffer from heart pain.

So in the end, it was the same whether he had a contract with the spirit beast or not, and the spirit beast even just padded during the fight.

In the end, the man died at the hands of someone else, and the spirit beast was seriously injured and fled back to the mountains.

There are too many examples like this, so people no longer hope to trick adult spiritual beasts, but instead try to steal the cubs of exotic beasts.

To be honest, Qin Huan now doubts the statement that spiritual beasts are very friendly to humans.

They specialize in stealing young seedlings from people's tribes. Are they really friendly to humans?

"Hiss—why does this sound like... a dragon?" Or a baby dragon.

"dragon??!!"

"That's right. Three years ago in the secret realm, I had the honor of hearing the voice of a dragon. This dragon roar is more authentic than a dragon's!"

"Could it be that a dragon race was born in the Qishan Mountains?"

When everyone heard this speculation, their eyes turned red, filled with fanatical greed.

That's the dragon clan, the mythical beast!

If we can get this young dragon, what does the top ten sects matter, and what does the number one person in the world of immortal cultivation matter.

They will become the masters of this world!

No one spoke anymore, and everyone in the mountains ran towards the direction where the dragon's roar came from.

But they were disappointed. Although Zhao Linger's ultimate move was powerful, it could not be used continuously.

With her current level of cultivation, a single Water Dragon Chant would drain her of energy.

If it weren't for her strong constitution and the large amount of spiritual energy she could store, she wouldn't have been able to succeed in a single strike.

But this also shows the power of the technique.

With just this one strike, she seriously injured the saber-toothed tiger, which was finally killed by Zhou Zhiruo's ice cone.

Ying Zheng's spiritual root is fire, and he did not take action because he wanted to preserve the tiger corpse.

"Well, this tiger skin is good. It will be enough to make a cloak for each of you when the time comes."

Qin Huan put the whole tiger into his backpack.

"Let's go, let's go somewhere else and adjust our breathing. The blood and fighting sounds here might attract something else."

One adult and six children left one after another.

On the way, the children came to their senses.

"We killed the big tiger!" Wanyan Kang was excited and thrilled.

Zhou Zhiruo was the same, "Yeah, I'll go home and tell my father he won't believe it."

"Haha, I don't think my father and the others would believe it either."

Wanyan Honglie didn't know that the school Wanyan Kang attended was so strange, because Wanyan Kang's mother Bao Xiruo didn't allow him to tell anyone.

That’s right, it was his mother who sent him to kindergarten.

So Wanyan Honglie didn't think much of it when he saw the carriage coming to pick him up every day. He just thought that Bao Xiruo had found a good school for Wanyan Kang.

Although he sent people to follow him, they lost him every time and gave up.

After all, she is his biological mother. It is true that he loves Wanyan Kang, but he cares about Bao Xiruo more.

So even if Bao Xiruo found a bad school for Wanyan Kang, he would not object and make Bao Xiruo unhappy.

"Haha, I'm better than you. I think my master believes it." Ouyang Mingri said with a smile.

He has been more cheerful recently since learning that his legs could be saved.

It was genuine cheerfulness, not the previous kind of friendliness where he smiled at everyone.

Ying Zheng thought for a moment and said, "My mother will probably be frightened."

An Lingrong thought about it and joined the conversation. She didn't want to be gradually excluded just because she didn't fit in.

So she chuckled in her own cute voice like a yellow warbler and said, "Not only will my mother be scared, she might even ask me not to come to the kindergarten anymore."

Her mother had always thought that what she was learning here were poetry, songs, calligraphy, painting, and the manners of a noble lady. She never imagined that this place could teach people how to ascend to heaven in broad daylight.

I'm afraid if I tell her I'll start to suspect I have hysteria.

"Mother Ling'er is not afraid. She occasionally goes out to kill monsters that harm the people."