The herd of horses slowly approached, and the red horse stepped back in horror, turned around and ran away intentionally, but did not want to be too far away from Xiaoqiu, and was restless and restless, four hooves stomped on the grass.

Xiaoqiu turned around and shrew comfortably at the maroon horse, took off the blue robe outside, exposed the short clothes and trousers inside, tightened his belt, and prepared to fight.

"The grassland is big enough, why not let the big red dates eat it?" Xiao Qiu asked loudly.

The herd of horses stopped dozens of steps away. A strong black stallion, obviously a horse, raised his neck and neighed, and turned around in the spot like a demonstration. The horses were different. They were not only much taller than ordinary horses, but also had extremely long ponytails. When they hung down, they could almost touch the ground, with different colors and radiating brightly under the sunlight. In contrast, the red horse was as thin as a donkey, and its tail was as ordinary as a bare broom.

"Don't be too proud if your tail looks good..."

The black stallion suddenly jumped out, and arrived in front of Xiaoqiu in a blink of an eye. When he was about to collide, he stopped suddenly, raised his front hooves high, standing like a giant.

Xiaoqiu subconsciously took two steps back, and the black stallion fell to the ground and pounced on the air. He immediately turned around flexibly and raised his hind hooves. Xiaoqiu dodged. Although he was not kicked, there was a lot of soil and grass chips on his face.

The black stallion ran back to the herd with smug steps, as if he was very satisfied with his "predictiveness".

It turns out that this is the reason why the Wrangler used to be bruised and swollen. Like a maroon horse, he was bullied by a group of local horses with gorgeous tails.

Xiaoqiu dusted off the dirt on his body, turned his head and said to the frightened and restless maroon horse: "Don't be afraid, I can beat it, you can eat grass later."

I don’t know if the jujube horse understood Xiaoqiu’s words, but it was indeed much quieter and no longer stepped on the four hooves.

A series of crisp neighs came from the opposite side, and a variegated little foal about half a year old jumped and jumped on the spot, shaking its golden long tail, like a spoiled child. The horses moved out of the way and gave it an encouraging cry.

The foal ran over and gradually accelerated. When it was approaching, it wanted to stop suddenly and then raise its front hooves, but it could not fully control its own strength, and its entire body was about to hit humans.

If it were in the past, the collision was the most normal ending. The Wrangler could not hide and often did not dare to hide. He would rather be hit by a foal than offend those adult horses who were watching.

This time I also bumped into it, but it was not the human that fell down, but the energetic little foal. It was not injured. It fell to the ground and immediately turned over and stood up. It probably had never had a similar experience. It was at a loss for a moment. After staying up for a while, it suddenly turned around and ran towards the herd of horses.

Xiaoqiu tried the power of the foal, and was more confident. He waved to the horses, "So you are hard or soft, then come on, I'm just about to move my muscles and bones."

The herd of horses could not understand human words, but could see his pride and provocation, and neighed in unison. A tall chestnut horse walked out, and its front hooves moved on the ground for several times, and suddenly accelerated. The mane and long tail floated in the wind, like two balls of flames.

Xiao Qiu felt fierce in his heart, and roared, and rushed towards the chestnut horse. When he was about to collide, he jumped, hugged the horse's neck, and turned around in the air. With the strength of his entire body, he forced the chestnut horse to the ground.

The chestnut horse had too strong momentum. It slid a few feet away on the grass before getting up. It raised its hooves in panic and ran away, not even realizing that it was running in the wrong direction.

The first black stallion came out. It was the leader of the horse herd and the strongest. This time it no longer bluffs, but wanted to teach mankind a lesson. They were the owners of this grassland. The so-called wranglers were just slaves who provided beans.

There is almost no acceleration process. The dark horse is moving forward at full speed. The distance of dozens of steps is close to it.

Xiaoqiu stole in place. The dark horse had just raised its front hooves and stepped on them hard. He raised his hands, held two hooves as thick as a bowl, and lifted them upwards.

The whole horse flipped around the air and fell heavily to the ground.

The horse tribe was alarmed, and at the same time turned around and ran away, before turning around and looking around.

"No loyalty." Xiaoqiu muttered, walked to the dark horse and helped it up. Only then did he feel its strength more directly. The muscles on his legs were like iron plates, extremely hard.

"This is the end of being competitive." Xiaoqiu taught a lesson, "The grass here is enough for you to eat for ten years. What's the great thing about giving some to the guests? Don't you understand the way to treat guests? You are still the horses of Pangshan Taoist throne, and not as good as ordinary ordinary horses..."

The dark horse stood up and stood firm. It couldn't understand the human nagging. It only felt that it was humiliated and its position as the leader was greatly affected. It suddenly turned around and raised its hind hooves and kicked it hard at the strange human.

Xiaoqiu was suddenly surprised and had no time to dodge. He stretched out his hands and subconsciously thought: "Don't be wrong or weak!"

The five-character spell showed the power that surprised Xiaoqiu. The two hind hooves of the dark horse were parked in the air, neither up nor down, and let it kick it hard, but it seemed like it was trapped in a mud and could only move within a very narrow range.

The weight of the dark horse is hundreds of times that of the young demon.

Xiaoqiu felt ecstatic. He didn't know whether it was because of the reason for the Kuaitong Santian or the contribution of the Female Ancestor's Bone Fist, the power of the spell was much stronger than when he was in Jinghu Village.

Xiaoqiu felt that the power of restraint was weakening, so he hurriedly recited it again. He could only maintain a deep breath for one time each time, and he had to tighten his muscles and concentrate.

The dark horses were frightened and struggled desperately, tilting their heads and neighing. Instead of coming to help, the horses ran farther. After all, they were a group of animals, and there was nothing special about them except their tails and sizes.

After a stick of incense, the dark horse surrendered, lowered his head to Xiaoqiu, and sniffed in a low voice.

Xiaoqiu was even more tired and forced himself to shout: "Have you admitted defeat? Can the red horse eat grass?"

The dark horse actually nodded.

Xiaoqiu could no longer hold on. He stopped chanting spells. When the binding force disappeared, he sat on the ground, feeling that his arms seemed to be not his own.

The dark horse was free and did not take the opportunity to attack. He ran away. He turned around and looked back after a long distance. Then he ran again, and took the horses over a slope and never appeared again.

After a while, Xiaoqiu reluctantly got up and muttered, "What the hell is this? Even the horses are going to bully the weak." Then he smiled at the red horse and said, "What are you waiting for? Eat grass, this is the right I have fought for for you."

The jujube horse is not young anymore, and suddenly jumps and jumps like a joy. He lowers his head and eats a few bites of grass. He runs to Xiaoqiu, rubs it intimately, and then continues to eat grass. It has no status in this valley and can only barely survive. Today, he can finally have the best time to eat grass.

"Don't worry, eat slowly." Xiaoqiu stroked the neck of the jujube horse, waited for it to eat for a while, and said, "Follow me, I'll take you to eat beans, which is more nutritious than this."

Xiaoqiu added fuel to the jujube horse alone, for fear that it would be broken, so he didn't give it too much, so he went back to the room to lie down to rest. He was too tired and did not save energy at all by chanting the heart mantra. Instead, it was more physically exhausting than close combat.

This may be because there is no inner alchemy.

Xiaoqiu felt that there was nothing wrong with Nianxincai. It had powerful boxing techniques and reliable mantras. Although the successors were all women with Qi Rong in front of him, they had no effect on him. Unfortunately, even if he wanted to join Nianxincai, he could not find a master who could join him.

The Heart Religion Department was interrupted for thousands of years, and the descendants were probably dead long ago.

Xiaoqiu felt deeply regretful. When he thought of his ancestors for the last time, he should have expressed his thoughts to join the school. Maybe the female ancestor would teach you something, but now he never has the chance to enter the ancestor tower again.

That night, Xiaoqiu practiced in the open space outside. The horses came to eat night food. He watched from a distance for a while before approaching the manger. Xiaoqiu ignored them and only cared about boxing.

The herd of horses gradually became at ease, and several horses and even the red horses were circling around, as if they wanted to please the new Wrangler through it.

I spent several days safely. Three days later, a group of disciples came to deliver the fodder. When I saw that Xiaoqiu had no scars on his body, I was shocked.

Four or five days later, the horses reached a settlement with Xiao Qiu, and two of them even allowed the human to ride on their backs and take him to run throughout the valley.

The valley covers a wide area. In addition to horses, you can occasionally see other animals. Standing on the top of the mountain to the north, you can vaguely see Laozu Peak. Xiaoqiu only saw it once and never went to Beishan again.

He still spends most of his time practicing qigong every day, and he is even harder than when he was at Yangshen Peak. He now only has one wish: Fangfang can master the method of condensing qi into pills as soon as possible, and then come and teach it to him.

The sixth day happened to be the fifth day of the twelfth month. Xiaoqiu got up early in the morning to go to the office. He wanted to replenish food and had to bring a few more clothes. If he could live for a long time, he wanted to bring his vine box with his personal belongings, including the Bairun Dan left to him by Erliang. Even when the heavenly tribulation failed to be perfect, he did not take it.

He came a little too early, and the disciples in the village went out to work. Zhang Lingsheng took out the supplies, but his face was unstable. He thought he could teach Mu Xingqiu a lesson quietly, but he didn't expect the other party to live a good life.

"I want to keep putting my horse on the go," said Xiaoqiu.

"That's not sure." Zhang Lingsheng's voice was long and he tried to show his majesty. "The work in the work in the office was distributed in turn. I can't guarantee what you will do next month."

"That's a pity. The next person who goes to put the horse is likely to suffer a heavy blow. There is no shortage of herbs here, right?"

"Don't be rude, how dare you threaten me?" Zhang Lingsheng blushed.

"You misunderstood." Xiaoqiu said calmly, "You also know that those horses are not easy to deal with. I finally subdued them and replaced them with a horse-wrangler. The horses will probably retaliate fiercely. Unless you send another disciple of Huotong Santian to come over."

Zhang Lingsheng's face turned redder. He was the realm of opening his orifices. He had a few advantages in front of Mu Xingqiu a few years ago, but now he is completely at a disadvantage. "Anyway, will he change people in a short time? Let's talk about what happens in the future."

Xiaoqiu left with satisfaction and came to the room where Daliang and others lived. He found his vine box. After opening it, he found that the most valuable things inside were gone: Bairun Dan, half a copper ring, copper coins, several demon pills, and three sets of clothes, all remained.

Could it be that Daliang put it away? Xiaoqiu sat in the room and waited. Anyway, he had to say a few words to Daliang before leaving.

Around noon, the disciples who went out to work came back one after another. Da Liangtou entered the house and was startled when he saw Xiaoqiu. He ran over two steps and whispered in panic: "Why are you back?"

"I'll get the supplies, Daliang, my stuff..."

Daliang pulled Xiaoqiu's arm out, "Go quickly and go quickly, don't let people discover you."

"Wait, what's going on? Who bullies you again? Tell me." Xiaoqiu stood there without moving.

"It's me, I want to deal with you."

"I'm? Zhou Ping and the others' mother?" Xiao Qiu was even more confused.

"No, I am the only person in the institute who condenses energy into pills. You can do magic, you can't beat it!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Ping's tall figure blocked the door and said coldly: "Mu Xingqiu, it's time to come. Let's go and see me with me."

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