The difficult path of cultivation for a grassroots female practitioner

Chapter 1041: Swamp

Ling Xiao caught up, panting, and used his good left hand to help Xiao Han up.

"Are you OK?"

Xiao Han ignored him, but looked up and stared straight at the eagles high in the sky.

Seeing the strange way the eagle flew, hope was rekindled in my heart.

Then, she saw a small black dot fly out from behind the falcon and fly towards her.

Xiao Han got up again and ran forward.

The falcon was unwilling to give up and continued to pursue the croton.

With his agile body, Ba Dou moved swiftly, sometimes to the left, sometimes to the right, sometimes high, sometimes low.

The falcon watched as the little bird flew toward the two-legged creature on the ground, weighed its size, and decisively gave up, flying toward the desert.

The croton seed landed in Xiao Han's palm, and he was so tired that he opened his mouth wide and was panting heavily.

Xiao Han stroked its feathers and comforted it repeatedly, "Don't be afraid, Ba Dou. Ba Dou is so brave. It actually escaped."

Ba Dou rested for a while, calmed down, and raised its bird head, "Buba, Badu Buba."

The non-standard pronunciation immediately amused Xiao Han, and her nervousness vanished.

At this moment, the other cultivators also caught up and started asking Ba Dou a lot of questions.

"Ba Dou, are you alright?"

"Ba Dou, you're really great."

"That's right, Croton is too powerful, even a falcon can't catch you."

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For these powerful cultivators, the help they received from this lowly demon bird was immense.

Being so cared for and fawned over by a group of great cultivators, Ba Dou was so excited that he forgot his fatigue and immediately set off again to explore the way.

This time, it flew in a different direction.

After Ba Dou left again, everyone sat or lay on the grass to rest.

Without their magical powers, they were reduced to mere mortals, and survival was incredibly difficult. Only now did these great cultivators realize how wonderful life had been after they became great cultivators.

Of course, at this point, although they had many feelings, they had not yet fully rediscovered the concept that with great power comes great responsibility.

Or rather, they are completely unaware of what true "humanity" is.

However, Xiao Han sometimes admired these great cultivators very much; at least their ability to endure hunger and thirst was something that ordinary mortals could not match.

Just like now, no one would go and pick wild grass to eat, no matter how hungry they are.

Xiao Han had a little water and a handful of wolf entrails left in his basket.

It wasn't that she didn't want to eat or drink, but she was subconsciously training her patience and ability to resist temptation.

Also, I want to save it for croton seeds.

Anyway, the little bit she eats is barely enough to fill a tooth gap, but leaving it for Croton tiglium would give it a full meal.

About an hour and a half later, Ba Dou flew back.

The group, who had been taking a short rest, immediately got up and surrounded Ba Dou.

Ba Dou couldn't wait to tell everyone, "Sui, Sui. Su Su."

Xiao Han understood; Ba Dou had discovered water and trees.

These two things were emphasized by Xiao Han.

Water is essential to avoid dying of thirst, and trees are necessary for making fire by friction.

Xiao Han quickly took out water and dried meat as a reward for Ba Dou.

In fact, in the current environment, Croton tiglium can find insects and grass seeds on its own and doesn't have to go hungry.

But Xiao Han was just raising a pet with the mindset of simply wanting it to eat and drink well.

Led by Ba Dou, the group began their long journey once again.

Xiao Han didn't know what season it was in this space, but the sunset seemed to be quite late.

They walked for another two hours and covered dozens of miles before finally seeing a body of water in the grass.

Those cultivators who had long since run out of water and were surviving on a little water shared by others rushed towards the pool like madmen.

But soon, the cultivator surnamed Xi who was at the forefront cried out in alarm.

"I'm in trouble, everyone be careful."

Xiao Han, who was running behind, saw that Xi Xiushi's legs were sinking at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The more he struggled to pull his legs out, the more he sank.

A middle-aged female cultivator standing a little behind him also cried out in surprise.

"This is a swamp."

Her legs were also stuck in the swamp, though slightly better than Brother Xi's.

Xiao Han hurriedly shouted, "Don't struggle! The more you struggle, the faster you'll sink. Quickly, fall to the ground!"

Xin Ziqi also hurriedly reminded everyone not to go any further.

There was still a little clean water left in the sleeves of Xiao Han's outer robe. She couldn't bear to waste it, so she shouted at Ling Xiao, who was running over, "Take off your outer robe now!"

Ling Xiao didn't understand, but he still obediently did as he was told and began to take off his outer garment.

However, the wound on his right hand from the snake bite hadn't healed yet, so his movements were inevitably clumsy.

Xiao Han got anxious, quickly took off his coat, and then carefully walked forward.

As he walked, he shouted to the monk Xin, "Quickly, have someone use their robes as ropes to pull the person out."

The monk was already sinking to his waist, but he obediently bent over and fell into the swamp, slowing down his descent.

Xiao Han used his badly damaged backpack, which he had always been reluctant to discard, as a tool to explore the path, and carefully approached Xi Xiushi.

The other cultivators also realized what was happening and immediately handed over several baskets to Xiao Han to use as stepping stones.

At the same time, the monk Qian and his companions carefully followed to help.

When the distance was about right, Xiao Han grabbed a corner of the clothes and threw them in front of Xi Xiushi.

"Grab your clothes, and we'll drag you out."

Behind her, the monks flattened the baskets a bit, placed them under their feet, and then came up to help Xiao Han pull people up.

Another team that rescued the middle-aged female cultivator pulled her out relatively quickly.

Because the swamp's suction was too strong, the rescuers had to be careful not to get stuck themselves, and it was also difficult to exert force, so the rescue was very slow.

Once Xiao Han, Qian Baiwan, and another cultivator had steadied themselves and felt they wouldn't sink, they grabbed their clothes and pulled hard.

Finally, the monk was slowly dragged out of the quagmire.

They dragged him to some firmer ground before letting him get up and walk on his own.

Fortunately, the clothes they wore were as smooth as glass; they could be cleaned with just a quick wipe.

The dangers of the swamp once again made these great cultivators realize their own weakness and powerlessness.

Ba Dou felt very guilty. "Zhu Ying, I'm just guessing."

It only saw the water there, unaware that it was a hidden trap set by nature.

Xiao Han comforted her, "It's not your fault."

A bird like Croton wouldn't get stuck; it has no idea how terrible a swamp can be.

After this ordeal, everyone has calmed down considerably.

Of course, although the swamp was terrible, the group couldn't possibly give up this place to replenish their water supply.

They carefully explored a path leading to the puddle, wasting several more baskets as footholds, and drank their fill of water once again.

Of course, at times like this, nobody cares whether there are small insects in the water or whether it's clean.