Drunken Immortal Gourd

　　 King Beggar shook his head, and said, "I don't know, I just looked at it from a distance, and didn't dare to go forward at all. My strength is just looking for death."

"In addition to waiting for the rabbit, I still have another way. We can send someone to walk in that swamp, lead the monster out, and then everyone can go up and kill the monster." At this time, the lame Taoist Hehe smiled and said.

　　 After the lame Taoist finished speaking, he couldn't help but cast his eyes on the lowest strength Qingyang. For this kind of task, you must either send a high-powered one who can escape quickly and the means are more dangerous, or send a low-powered one, and it is not a pity to die.

Obviously, this lame Taoist seems to think Qing Yang is the most suitable for this task. The cultivation base of the fourth level of the Open Vein Realm cannot help much when killing monsters. He came from Xiping Mansion alone and died. No one is looking for the back account.

　　 Sure enough, if you fall behind, you will be beaten. If your strength is low, you will easily be sent to death. Qing Yang couldn't help but regret it a little. He was about to refute a few words. Ding next to him opened his mouth and said: "This method is not appropriate. The monster is too strong. If you have more power, you have a chance to win. You can't just let people die."

　　 He did not sympathize with Qing Yang, but worried that the same thing would fall on their husband and wife. Except for Qing Yang, his wife Pan Po was the one with the lowest cultivation level, and then he and King Beggar. It is easy to let others die. Such a team has no cohesion. If the practice of sending death with the lowest cultivation base is formed, what will happen next time it is your turn and your wife?

　　 King Beggar and Ding Gong have the same idea, saying: "Everyone is a casual cultivator who is struggling at the bottom of the world of cultivating immortals. It is difficult to cultivate, so why bother to trouble others?"

　　 Seeing many people opposed to his opinion, the lame Taoist had no choice but to say: "I just say it casually, if you don't agree, there is no way. Anyway, I have a lot of time, so I can wait with you slowly."

　　Study and wait for the rabbit is also a way, but this method is too inefficient, I don't know when we can wait for the monster beast. If the King Beggar got the wrong place, this is not the nest of the monster beast at all, wouldn't everyone have to wait in vain?

Liang Chongtian thought about it and said, "It doesn’t have to be sent to attract monsters. We can catch some small animals like pikas, birds, and birds, throw them in the swamp or the lake, and then everyone will go to the swamp. Putting in an ambush on the edge of the ground, maybe it will work."

There was no other way. It won everyone's unanimous approval. Then everyone acted together. A lot of pikas and birds were caught in the dense forest next to the road, their wings and legs were broken, and they were all thrown into the swamp. And the lake, and then waited for the appearance of the monster beast.

　　 I don't know if it was the monster that didn't notice the movement of the lake, or that the monster was not rare in the birds they caught, or that the monster was not at home at all. The seven people hid in the bushes on the edge of the swamp and lay in ambush for nearly four hours. There was still no movement around, let alone any blue-eyed clams, not even a common toad.

　　 It was noon when everyone arrived at the lake. At this time, the sky was already dark, and the birds they caught were dying, and most of their lives were gone.

The sun has already set, and the moon in the sky is round, shining on the lake. Although it is not as bright in the daytime, it is roughly possible to see the surrounding scenery. However, mosquitoes, mice and ants are more active at night, and a few of them hide in the bushes. Less sin.

After waiting for nothing for most of the day, but still suffering here, the lame Taoist suffocated his stomach and couldn't help but grumble: "Let you send someone to draw the monster out. You refused. You have to stay here. This It's been a day, and I haven't even seen the shadow of the monster beast, and I don't know how to wait until the year of the monkey."

　　 The king beggar next to him said impatiently: "Is the time waiting for this moment? If you are willing to attract monsters, you can go by yourself. What's the use of complaining with us?"

　　 Of course a lame Taoist cannot go to death on his own. King Beggar’s words make him look ugly, saying: "King Beggar, what do you mean? Why do you always fight against me?"

　　 "I can't understand your bullying face, what's the matter?" said the beggar.

　　 Seeing that the two sides are fighting, Liang Chongtian next to him shouted in a low voice: "What are you arguing about? Who is the one who has disturbed the monster? Silence, the monster should come out soon."

　　 Hong Mantian was puzzled, and said, "Daoyou Liang, how do you know that the monster is coming out soon?"

Liang Chongtian explained in a low voice: "Although the blue-eyed vermillion clam is a monster, it is not completely out of the habit of ordinary toads. The early summer is warm and humid. Toads generally like to be active at night. By this time the sun has been set for more than half an hour. It’s time to come out for activities."

　　 "Why didn't Liang Daoyou say it earlier? If you said it earlier, we'll come later, so that we won't suffer the pain of mosquito bites here." The lame Taoist said dissatisfied.

Liang Zhongtian gave him a white look and said, "I'm talking about normal conditions. Who knows what the temperament of this blue-eyed clam is? What if he likes daytime activities? The last time King Beggar found the blue-eyed clam was not in the daytime? I don’t have this patience, what kind of immortal do you still cultivate in UU reading www.uukanshu.com?"

　　 If other people dared to say a few words about the lame Taoist, he would definitely refute it immediately. After being ridiculed by Liang Chongtian, the lame Taoist could only swallow his breath, and gave up with a few laughs.

　　 With Liang Chongtian's words, everyone was relieved a lot, no one showed any impatientness anymore, quietly waiting for the appearance of the monster.

After another half hour, suddenly, a few dull frogs croak came from the lake. This sound was like an order. The frogs croaked loudly in the whole swamp, one after another, deafening, and no one expected it. , There are so many toads living in this swamp.

This series of sounds was like welcoming the arrival of their king. Sure enough, there was a wave of waves on the lake. Then the lake swayed, and a huge figure suddenly appeared from the bottom of the water, towards the edge of the lake. Paddling from the swamp.

Although it is far apart, everyone can see clearly. The figure is a toad the size of a tub, but it’s not convenient to see at night. I don’t know what color the toad’s skin and eyes are, but the size can be right. Go up, it should be the monster beast.

　　 The monster beast mentioned by King Beggar finally appeared. A fierce battle was about to come. The atmosphere on the scene could not help but become tense. Some people had quietly begun to prepare their weapons.

　　 As for Qing Yang, who did this kind of thing for the first time, his palms were sweating, and his heartbeat speeded up a bit. The Forbidden Rat encountered in the secret area was also a first-class monster, but he didn't do much that time, and he didn't know how dangerous the first-class monster was.

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