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"Roar!" Qingmuhu roared at Song Zizhen, then pressed down slightly with his two front palms, then rose into the air and pounced on Song Zizhen.

Song Zizhen only felt that his feet were weak. The pressure given to him by Qingmu Hu, who was equivalent to the strength of a monk in the pill formation stage, was too strong.

As the Aoki Tiger pounced towards him, the spiritual energy fluctuations in the air became stronger. This Aoki Tiger's strength was probably at the level of the mid-stage pill formation.

Song Zizhen finally reacted in time, the spiritual energy in his body mobilized crazily, and he dodged sideways to close the distance.

Aoki Tiger flew into the air with one strike and landed on the ground. This attack splashed a lot of dust and a small pit appeared on the ground.

"Damn! If I get knocked down, I'm afraid I'll burp on the spot." Song Zizhen only felt that the fear in his heart was even worse.

Aoki Tiger in the middle stage of pill formation cannot compete with him in the Qi training stage at all, because there is a huge difference between the two levels.

Monks in the Qi training stage can only attach spiritual energy to their bodies or weapons for fighting or defense, but in the pill forming stage, they can already release spiritual energy freely, and the means and methods of fighting are also more diverse.

Seeing his own attack being dodged by Song Zizhen, Qingmuhu became even more angry and roared, seemingly about to attack Song Zizhen again.

Are you coming again?Song Zizhen saw that Qingmuhu seemed to be getting more and more impatient, and felt a little panicked. With his perfect strength in Qi training, he was unable to fight in front of Qingmuhu, even if he had the best spiritual weapon.

Song Zizhen glanced at the entrance of the cave, which was seven or eight feet away from him. At this time, the strong man had completely crawled into the cave.

Maybe I have to go in quickly, otherwise I may not be able to dodge the next attack, Song Zizhen thought to himself.

After swallowing, Song Zizhen slowly moved his steps towards the entrance of the cave.

Qingmuhu stared at Song Zizhen's performance, and slowly moved towards Song Zizhen. Accompanied by occasional low roars, Song Zizhen almost jumped out of fright.

When he was about five feet away from the cave entrance, Aokihu finally understood Song Zizhen's true intention. This kid didn't want to escape, but wanted to drill into the hole.

Climb for me!After realizing the truth, Qingmuhu roared and rushed directly towards Song Zizhen. This time, he must tear this human being into pieces.

Song Zizhen, who was highly alert, reacted immediately. Almost as soon as Qingmuhu made a move, he turned around and rushed towards the entrance of the cave.

Only two feet away from the cave entrance, Song Zizhen felt a little excited, but the roar of the Aoki Tiger rang in his ears, accompanied by the smell in its mouth.

Song Zizhen hurriedly rushed towards the entrance of the cave, and his whole body shot straight into the cave like an arrow off the string...

This tiger has bad breath. The frowning Song Zizhen complained in his heart and slid into the cave. The Qingmu Tiger pounced and missed again.

Song Zizhen, who was gliding all the way, felt the burning sensation on his arms and tried to raise his head as much as possible, but he couldn't ruin my handsome face...

In the astonishment of the strong man, Song Zizhen slipped into the cave and stopped steadily in front of the strong man...

The angry roar of the Qingmu Tiger came from outside. Song Zizhen and the strong man looked at each other. Is this tiger menopausal?Song Zizhen is really a gangster.

Aoki Tiger's roar lasted for a full stick of incense outside the cave entrance before gradually fading away. It seemed that he was finally gone. The two looked at each other and both breathed a sigh of relief.

"Thank you so much, young hero, for saving my life!" The strong man sat on the ground and solemnly thanked Song Zizhen with clasped fists.

"You're welcome, just a handy job." Song Zizhen was also cheerful and laughed.

The strong man had a look of gratitude on his face. In his imagination, if Song Zizhen hadn't escaped with him, he would have been doomed.

"I'm Yi Zhenghao, a disciple of the Lian Shen Sect. I'd like to thank you for what happened today. I don't know what to call him. I'll keep my life-saving grace in my heart and I will definitely repay you in the future."

"Brother Yi, it's serious. I am Song Zizhen of Zixiao Sect." Song Zizhen replied with clasped fists. This time Song Zizhen did not use a fake name.

"How did Brother Yi provoke this Aoki Tiger this time?" Song Zizhen was very curious. The Aoki Tiger would have to go deeper into the valley to appear. Could it be that Yi Zhenghao was crazy and ran into the valley?

"It's a long story." Yi Zhenghao said slowly with a wry smile.

"The God Refining Sect to which I belong mainly focuses on refining magic weapons. At this time, the promotion requirement of the elders in the sect is to refine low-grade mysterious weapons."

The God Refining Sect is a sect that mainly focuses on refining magic weapons. Song Zizhen had some impressions, but he didn't know the specific situation within the God Refining Sect. He didn't expect that they could refine mysterious weapons, which was really enviable.

Looking back at his Zixiao Sect, if the deputy sect master of Qingfeng Sect had not taken the lead to send a wave of warmth at this time, then the people under Song Zizhen's hands would probably not have a single mysterious weapon.

"But the material requirements for refining low-grade profound weapons are not low, so I thought of the Aoki Tiger in Jiuxing Valley." Yi Zhenghao continued.

"But the Qingmu Tiger is a second-level spiritual beast!" Song Zizhen looked at Yi Zhenghao with confusion on his face. Yi Zhenghao only had the strength in the Qi training period, how could he dare to go to the Qingmu Tiger?

Seemingly knowing Song Zizhen's inner doubts, Yi Zhenghao quickly explained.

"Under normal circumstances, I wouldn't dare to provoke them, but I got news that there is a pregnant Aoki Tiger in the Jiuxing Valley. Its strength has dropped sharply, and it is only at the level of the late stage of Qi training, so I dare to come."

"Who knew its husband was right next to it!" Yi Zhenghao continued with some embarrassment.

"When I cut off the tigress's tail, her husband just returned from foraging for food, and he kept chasing me in a rage." Yi Zhenghao said with a smile.

Song Zizhen: "..."

You are such a tiger!When someone goes out to look for food, you take the opportunity to chop off the tail of his wife. If they don’t chase you, who will they chase?

Song Zizhen was speechless for a moment. This guy is so brave!However, since he dared to look for the materials for refining a low-grade mysterious weapon, he must have reached the level of refining a low-grade mysterious weapon. Even if he could not reach it, he would not be too far behind.

"Now the tail is lost, the man is almost dead, and the low-grade mysterious weapon is gone." Yi Zhenghao's expression was a little gloomy. For an weapon refiner, the biggest goal in life is to refine a better magic weapon.

Song Zizhen said a few words of comfort and checked Yi Zhenghao's injuries. He found that his leg was broken and there was a cut in his back.

Isn't this dead?Did he encounter Aoki Tiger and was so slightly injured?Song Zizhen said doubtfully.

Yi Zhenghao connected the broken leg by himself, tore his clothes into strips of cloth, and randomly picked up two small stone slabs in the cave to fix the fracture.

Song Zizhen hesitated for a moment, and Xiao Yi spent 25 gold coins in exchange for a first-grade low-grade elixir to stop bleeding. He pretended to take the elixir out of his arms and handed it to Yi Zhenghao.

"Is this an elixir?" Yi Zhenghao looked surprised. There was a trace of spiritual energy coming out of the light red pill in front of him. Although it was very weak, it was enough to show that this elixir was of high quality.

High-level elixirs are not cheap. Just when Yi Zhenghao was about to refuse, Song Zizhen thrust the elixir into his hand.

"It's fate that we met each other. Brother Yi, there's no need to be polite." Song Zizhen persuaded with a slight smile.

The first-level low-grade elixir was already the lowest-level elixir. Song Zizhen smiled inwardly. In line with the principle of not exposing his wealth, Song Zizhen did not come up with a better elixir.