Chapter 53: Phantom Tracing Formation (Please collect, recommend, and read)
Miscellaneous foxes mainly live in groups, ranging from two or three to more than ten, forming a group, and mixed foxes of different ranks have completely different statuses in the group.
The strongest male fox is the leader, with three to five female foxes as the core. The other foxes are peripheral members, responsible for some more dangerous tasks.
For these miscellaneous foxes, the five monks of the hunting team are quite satisfied. Isn't it the best choice with high value and low combat effectiveness?
"A first-level low-grade miscellaneous fox can be sold for twenty spiritual stones, and a first-grade mid-grade fox can be sold for at least fifty spiritual stones. If all this litter of miscellaneous foxes are captured alive, at least three hundred spiritual stones can be exchanged for it." Sun Yousen Eyes gleaming.
Three hundred spiritual stones were already a large amount of money for them. After all, the Purple Moon Sword obtained by the patriarch Sun Xunmu at the auction was only 600 spiritual stones.
The last battle to hunt the blue and white snake also collected a lot of trophies, which can be exchanged for hundreds of spiritual stones.
The combined income from the two times has exceeded 400 spirit stones. After being distributed according to combat merit, each person can also get nearly 100 spirit stones.
Even for these relatively wealthy members of the hunting team who fight all year round, this is a considerable fortune.
After returning to the family after completing the mission this time, with the support of some high-quality elixirs, it is impossible to say that someone's cultivation level will be the first to break through.
For the monks, the only purpose of hunting monsters and earning spiritual stones is to maintain their own practice.
"Uncle Sixteen, these little guys have always been vigilant. If it is unrealistic to capture them all, why not kill three to five of them ruthlessly?" Sun Xunxing made another completely different suggestion.
"I agree, instead of returning empty-handed, it is better to kill a few first and collect the trophies is the most important thing." Sun Xunhai also agreed.
"Sixteenth Master, none of the five of us are good at hunting, and we don't have the corresponding means. It's better to follow the opinions of Fourth Uncle and Ninth Uncle for the time being." Sun Mingsheng was not willing to give up the miscellaneous fox he had worked so hard to find in vain.
"Short-sighted, how can I not know the habits of miscellaneous foxes? I have a set of first-order mid-grade phantom enigma formation here. What are you doing now?" Sun Yousen took out six formation flags with complex lines drawn on them.
The Phantom Tracing Formation has the dual functions of illusion and concealing the aura. Once it is deployed, the first-level high-grade monsters will not be able to detect any trace of their existence.
This set of valuable formation flags obviously does not belong to the hunting team, otherwise it would be impossible for Sun Xunxing and the two of them to not know about it.
"With this set of phantom tracking formation flags provided by Uncle Sixteen, we can naturally capture all the miscellaneous foxes alive. In this battle, Uncle Sixteen alone has four merits." Sun Xunli's eyes also lit up.
As the clan elder who manages the hunting team, he is naturally willing to capture all miscellaneous foxes if conditions permit.
When the newly promoted clan elder resolutely took charge of the hunting team, he originally wanted to earn more training resources and plan in advance for future promotion and foundation building.
"Since there are no objections, please Uncle Sixteen to set up the formation to prevent these stray foxes from returning and being frightened by our presence." At Sun Xunli's urging, the arrangement of the phantom formation was quickly started.
This is just a relatively simple first-order mid-level illusion formation. It is not difficult to set up. Except for Sun Yousen, the other members each have an formation flag. They stand at their predetermined positions and move towards the formation flag in large numbers. Just input spiritual power into it.
A set of first-level mid-level phantom formation flags, with the full support of six late-stage Qi-training monks, had been decorated in half a cup of tea.
With a burst of white mist rising, the figures and auras of the six monks quickly dissipated, as if they had never appeared before.
Even the weeds growing around Zahu Cave have returned to their original appearance without any changes.
What they need to do now is wait patiently, these foxes should go hunting.
Although their combat effectiveness is not high, they are still first-order mid-level monsters, so there is no problem in hunting some blood food.
The appetites of these mixed foxes are not too big, and only one medium-sized blood food can satisfy the needs of a group.
"Zhizhizhi" Half a day later, a sharp chirping sound came. In the distance, a fox about a foot tall, covered in white without a trace of fur, was carefully tilting its body to watch from a distance.
Judging from its pair of flexible eyes and constantly beating calves, it seems that it is ready to escape at any time. If there is any slightest disturbance, it will run away immediately without any nostalgia for its old nest.
This white fox is only a low-grade first-class fox. It should be the vanguard of the mixed fox group. If there is a problem with it, other mixed foxes will not appear at all.
Sun Xunli and the other five people were absolutely patient. Under the cover of the formation, they still tried their best to restrain their auras and quietly waited for the appearance of the mixed fox group.
The white fox's flexible eyes moved around, and after confirming that nothing had happened, he cautiously moved towards the location of his lair.
This white fox has almost reached the edge of the formation, and the mixed fox group still has not appeared.
"Zhizhi" the white fox turned around and chirped. There was a sway in the weeds in the distance, and more than ten mixed foxes appeared, mainly blue and black.
Among them, there were four first-level mid-level ones and eight first-level low-level ones. Under the leadership of the white fox, they all dived into the phantom formation without any doubt.
"I've been waiting for a long time, where are you going, little guy?" I don't know whether Sun Mingsheng was lucky or the white fox was unlucky, but it happened to appear at his feet.
The white fox's eyes moved wildly, one of them had big eyes and the other had small eyes.
Before the white fox could escape, as the formation flag in the monk's hand waved, invisible ropes had already trapped it in place.
Along with the miserable cry, Sun Mingsheng waved his hands and put it into a special cloth bag on his waist with ease.
This is also a standard piece of equipment for the hunting team, specially used to temporarily load some monsters with a breath of life.
As the white foxes were caught, Sun Xunli and the other four took action one after another, taking the lead in bagging the nearest miscellaneous foxes.
At this time, Sun Mingsheng had already rushed towards a first-order mid-grade blue fox. They were the most valuable trophies.
The blue miscellaneous fox did not surrender. It opened its mouth and spit out a small, sharp wind blade, which went straight to its forehead. With all its strength, it screamed and fled in another direction.
But it has forgotten that this is the phantom formation, and the body skills and speed that it was proud of in the past cannot play any role here.
Sun Mingsheng waved his hands, and a flash of spiritual light disappeared, and he appeared in front of the blue fox again, as if neither party had moved at all.
"It's better to surrender. You can't escape in this big formation." Sun Mingsheng's tone was quite firm and confident. He reached forward with his left hand, and moved his right hand sideways to grab the two of them. Escape.
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