In the early morning of the next day, Long Bufan walked out of the dormitory with the white steamed bread that Long Yunfei gave him in his mouth. When he passed by the open space in the atrium of the dormitory area, he was surprised to see that the spiritual fruit tree that he had chopped down last night had been re-grafted on the roots, and the leaves were still green and fresh.
Upon closer inspection, Long Bufan found that the broken part of the tree trunk was wrapped with several layers of thick animal skins. On top of the skins were dense and complex runes. Although he couldn't understand what kind of formation this was, from the faint life aura of the animal skins, it was clearly a healing formation.
"I didn't expect formations to be so magical." Long Bufan was secretly surprised. His eyes were no longer sleepy. His expression was excited as he made up his mind to dig up manure and paint the wall. He planned to go to Elder Xu's place to learn formations as soon as possible after finishing his work at the farm.
Although the farm of the sect was a place to raise livestock, it had a high class name — "Beast Taming Camp".
Long Bufan walked through the gate, and his line of sight suddenly opened up. There was no attic here, and the empty lawn was divided into dozens of pieces by rows of fences. Each piece of land had different kinds of livestock.
The livestock here were not ordinary wild animals or poultry. They were all magical beasts of different ranks. There were even spirit beasts. Because there were not many magical beasts, only the inner disciples of the sect could enjoy them. As for spirit beasts, no one dared to have any ideas about them. This was because these spirit beasts were the treasures of the upper echelons of the sect. Normally, they were taken care of by their own direct disciples. Not only did they have their own tents, but the food they ate was also much better than the magical beasts.
Long Bufan curiously looked around and found that there were many different types of magical beasts here.
Walking to the left side of the fence, he saw a group of arrogant chickens walking back and forth. They had tricolor feathers on their tails and were the size of calves.
Tricolor Chickens were first rank magical beasts. Their bodies were much larger than ordinary chickens. Their feathers were bright and hard, and their mouths were long and thin. They were wild and ferocious. When they reached adulthood, they would be comparable to a second level Qi Condensation cultivator.
Outside of the fence, there was an old man wearing the uniform of the Beast Taming Camp sprinkling the food inside. His movements were skillful. It didn't take him long to evenly sprinkle the food inside the pot. What was surprising was that the wild and ferocious Tricolor Chickens were all gentle under this old man's care. They lowered their heads and pecked at the food.
"Little Brother, may I ask who is in charge of this place?" Long Bufan asked with a smile.
The hunchbacked old man looked up and saw that his left eye was empty. He stared at Long Bufan and said with a hoarse voice: "I am the only one in Beastmaster Camp, who do you think is in charge?"
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"Yes, my name is Old Mo." The old man nodded. His face was calm, and the vicissitudes of time had left wrinkles on his face.
"Those bastards, arranging for only one person to take care of such a big farm, and a crippled old man at that. Too much!" Long Bufan's anger rushed to his dantian as he loudly cursed: "No, I must report this, I must lodge a complaint!"
"What an interesting young man …" Old Mo suddenly laughed out loud. His one eye looked at the youth in front of him with great interest and asked: "You are Long Bufan that brat Wang Yi told me about?"
"This old man is quite bold, daring to call the Lord by his name and calling him brat." Long Bufan was slightly surprised. He nodded and smiled: "Yes, the Lord saw that I was smart and nimble, so he specifically sent me to help the Beast Taming Camp.
"Don't brag, I already know about your punishment."
Old Mo finished speaking and took out a wine gourd hanging on his waist. After taking a sip, he meaningfully said: "I hope you can survive this half a year and not be as short-lived as the others."
Long Bufan was surprised. He felt that this old man was implying something and asked: "Short-Lived? What does that mean? "
"As you can see, I am the only one in the Beast Taming Camp. Because the livestock here are not ordinary, the magical beasts are naturally ferocious and will attack people at any time. In the past, every disciple who came here couldn't last more than two months. They either died or were injured."
Elder Hiroshi pointed at his empty left eye and smiled sinisterly, "When I was young, this eye of mine was damaged by the ninth rank Purple-Winged Thunder Condor that was kept here. My entire eye was charred by the lightning it released."
"Fuck." Long Bufan secretly swallowed his saliva. His little heart suddenly became nervous and excited. He thought that coming to the farm was just to feed the livestock or clean up the dung. He didn't expect it to be so dangerous!
"But don't be afraid. As long as you learn the Beast Taming Technique, you can make these magical beasts obedient. However, whether you can learn it in a short time will depend on your comprehension." Old Mo laughed strangely and said: "Remember one thing in the Beast Taming Camp. The slower you learn the Beast Taming Technique, the faster you will die."
Long Bufan curled his lips and said doubtfully: "I think the disciples who came here in the past were scared away by you."
"If you don't believe me, you can try it yourself." Old Mo picked up another iron basin filled with ingredients and handed it to Long Bufan. He pointed at the fence behind and ordered: "Go feed those puppies."
Long Bufan took a closer look, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly. How were those dogs reared in the iron fence? They were clearly a group of ferocious looking Raging Flame Hounds. Their fur was so red that they looked like burning beasts.
"Roar!"
As he walked closer, the hundred Flame Hounds immediately rushed to the fence like mad dogs. They bared their teeth and drooled with hunger. Their eyes were bloodshot as they stared at the strange human outside the fence. They were all ready to bite off the human's arm when he waved his hand and scattered the ingredients.
Old Mo purposely stood in the distance and wanted to see how this brat, who had caused a lot of trouble recently, would deal with these ferocious magical beasts.
Because there was an illusion formation set up outside to prevent the Inferno Hounds from escaping, they had to stand by the iron fence inside the formation when feeding them. Long Bufan timidly stood by the fence, holding a large iron basin and softly said to the group of hungry Inferno Hounds, "Come, little sweethearts, be obedient. I promise I'll feed you until you're satisfied."
As he spoke, Long Bufan randomly grabbed a handful of food and sprinkled it in. Just as he waved his hand, a Flame Hound closest to the fence suddenly jumped up and opened its bloody mouth to bite Long Bufan's hand!
Long Bufan, who was already prepared, immediately stepped on the ground and quickly retreated outside of the formation, dodging this dangerous bite. His little heart was beating fast.
"Brat, now you know." Old Mo smiled mockingly as a layer of wrinkles appeared at the corner of his eyes.
Long Bufan snorted and once again stubbornly stood by the fence inside the formation. His left hand held the iron basin, and his right hand pulled out a pistol. He raised it and fired a shot into the air.
Bang!
The shocking explosive sound immediately scared the Flame Hounds inside the fence into retreating. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Long Bufan picked up the iron basin and sprinkled all the ingredients into the fence, not caring if he sprinkled them evenly.
"What a strange weapon." Old Mo looked at the metal gun in Long Bufan's hand with a face full of surprise.
"How is it? Easily done." Long Bufan smiled proudly.
Elder Hiroshi shook his head and said, "Unorthodox methods. Only these low-IQ Flame Hounds are useful for this little trick. If it were other magical beasts, it would be hard to say. Go and clean up the manure pit at the back of the shed. I'll teach you the art of beast taming tomorrow."
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