The difficult path of cultivation for a grassroots female practitioner

Xia Muxin, who was craving meat, was the first to give a thumbs-up. "Fellow Daoist Xiao, your luck is really amazing."

Mei Yunchu also laughed and said, "At that critical moment of escaping, surrounded by wolves, you were able to snatch the meat from the wolves' mouths. I really don't know whether to praise your bravery or say that you valued the meat over your life."

This made everyone laugh.

Xiao Han also laughed.

In fact, until now, she still doesn't know why she was so obsessed with the devil at that time. No, it was the flesh that obsessed her.

He was clearly scared to death when he saw the large number of demonic wolves around him, so how come he forgot his fear when he saw the pork and turned back to grab the meat?

Chen Yuqi said: "It's okay, if it succeeds, you get to eat the meat, if it fails, the wolf gets to eat double the meat."

This made everyone laugh again.

Yan Zhe asked, "Fellow Daoist Xiao, what are you going to do with this meat?"

Xiao Han said, "I'll leave some meat from the hind leg for Grandma Yuan from Fuyuan City, and we can share the rest and eat the meat together."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone in the caravan looked happy.

Yan Zhe said, "How can this be so embarrassing? We didn't help at all."

Xiao Han smiled and said, "It's a great help that everyone can take me back to Fuyuan City. Okay, don't refuse, share the meat."

The demon pork is not as fishy as ordinary wild boar meat. Not only does it not have a fishy smell, but it also has a strong meaty aroma.

In Zixiao City, the meat of newly-leveled demon pigs can be sold for ten spirit stones per pound, and the price of the pork from this black-brisled pig will only be higher.

Yan Zhe thought for a moment and said, "How about this: we each get ten pounds of meat, and you keep the rest."

Ten kilograms of meat is worth more than a hundred spirit stones. The four of them took away five or six hundred spirit stones of pork from Xiao Han, which was already a lot.

Xiao Han didn't know how much meat would be left after removing the skin, bones and internal organs of the demon pig, so he didn't say anything else.

The demon pig's hair and skin are both materials for refining weapons. Its bones could also be used, but this demon pig is only at the first level of cultivation, so its bones can't be used to refine anything good. It's better to stew it in soup to satisfy your cravings and replenish your spiritual energy.

Xiao Han had never slaughtered a demon beast before. Seeing the frozen demon pig's body, he frowned and said, "How can this demon pig be delicious if it hasn't been bled?"

The blood of monsters can be used to make pills and draw talismans, and it is also a valuable item that can be sold for money.

Yan Zhe smiled and said, "Watch me."

After saying that, he walked forward and placed his palm on the black-brimmed pig's body.

The spiritual power seeped in, and the frost on the black-brissed pig began to disintegrate and melt.

Twenty breaths later, the black-brimmed pig became the same as a newly dead pig.

Yan Zhe took out a leather bag and used his spiritual power to poke a hole in the pig's neck. Then, he raised his hand, and a stream of spiritual power enveloped the entire pig. Then, pig blood gushed out of the hole and was immediately drawn into the leather bag by the spiritual power.

Only after all the pig's blood was drained did Yan Zhe seal the bag and then throw it to Xiao Han.

Xiao Han thanked him, then used the Wind Blade Technique to shave off all the pig's hair in a few strokes and put it away.

Then comes the gutting and skinning.

The high defensive ability of this black-brisled pig is due to its pig skin, which is a good material for making leather armor.

With magic, these things can be done quickly and efficiently.

Yan Zhe only allowed each person in the caravan to collect ten pounds of meat, and Xiao Han also distributed some pork bones to everyone.

Then I collected the remaining pork bones and internal organs and saved them to eat with Grandma Yuan.

She gave away thousands of spirit stones worth of flesh and bones without feeling any regret. However, she collected the pig's nails, intending to use them in refining weapons later; after all, they were worth a few spirit stones.

The people in the caravan didn't act pretentiously and accepted the meat and bones with a smile.

Xia Mu really wanted to grill the meat right now, but unfortunately, in this mountain range, he was afraid that the aroma would attract a group of monsters and he would have to run away again.

After enough rest, everyone continued on their journey.

In fact, as long as they don't encounter social monsters like wolves, the cultivation level of the people in the caravan is not worse than that of a formal hunting team. When ordinary monsters see them, they will only dodge and run away, and would never dare to chase them.

As long as there are no fourth-level monsters stationed close to their route, they will basically be safe.

Therefore, the rest of the journey was safe and sound again.

When he saw the gate of Fuyuan City again, Xiao Han actually felt like a wanderer returning to his hometown.

After getting used to the prosperity and bustle of Zixiao City, when I look at Fuyuan City again, I feel like it is a shabby and backward small town.

But no matter how dilapidated and backward it is, this is also the first step for Xiao Han to enter the world of immortal cultivation, and it always feels like home.

Once we arrived in Fuyuan City, everyone went to find their own cooperative shops to discuss the goods.

Yan Zhe set a time to meet at the city gate five days later, and then everyone went their separate ways. Xiao Han, of course, went to the orchard to see Grandma Yuan first.

Walking on the path that he had run back and forth many times before, Xiao Han did not use the lightness talisman, but walked at a normal speed, enjoying the scenery of the spiritual fields on both sides.

There was a spiritual field where she had once weeded.

Recalling every detail of his life in Fuyuan City, Xiao Han couldn't help but sigh.

Life at that time was really difficult.

But the facts have proved that as long as you work hard and live positively, your life will get better and better.

At the entrance to the orchard, in front of Granny Yuan's house, a fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy, at the first level of Qi training, stood before Granny Yuan and pleaded, "Senior, although I have little spiritual power and don't know how to entangle, I have a special net bag that I can use to catch red-armored flying insects. Please let me try."

Granny Yuan looked at him and sighed softly.

The boy continued to plead, "Senior, please let me try."

Granny Yuan finally waved her hand and said, "Alright, go in. As long as you don't destroy my spiritual fruit, you can try it if you want."

Xiao Han looked at the familiar scene in front of him, and his eyes suddenly felt a little hot.

The person who catches insects for a living has changed, but Grandma Yuan is still the kind-hearted old woman.

After not seeing her for eleven years, Grandma Yuan's energy and blood have deteriorated even more.

Her cultivation was still there, and even though she would not easily release her spiritual sense, her whole mind was in an extremely relaxed state, but Xiao Han's gaze was too hot, and she still felt it.

It was only when she saw the female cultivator standing not far away, looking at her with a smile, that she stood up in surprise.

"Xiao girl? Xiao girl, you're back?"

The thirty-six-year-old Xiao "girl" ran over like a little girl, hugged one of Grandma Yuan's arms with both hands, and asked with a smile: "Grandma, do you miss me?"

Granny Yuan sat back on the armchair and replied with a smile, "I miss you..."

Just as Xiao Han's smile grew wider, Granny Yuan slowly finished her words, "A written storybook."