Feng Xuan slowly closed his fist and calmly adjusted his breathing. It's not because it's dark, even if the sun disappears completely, but because of the existence of the three bright moons, you can still vaguely see the surroundings of the courtyard. What's more, the eyesight of a body-forging realm martial artist is better than that of ordinary people. "Gu Gu Gu~" Feng Xuan felt a roar in his stomach, and he practiced non-stop for most of the day. Breaking through the realm already consumed a lot of physical strength and blood, and practicing boxing for a long time also consumed a lot again. The hunger in his belly made Feng Xuan feel as if he had been hungry for ten and a half days, and now he could eat a whole horned deer. He staggered towards the kitchen, clutching his stomach. Feng Xuan came to the stove, opened the wooden lid on the pot, poured half a bucket of water into the iron pot, and then took off the pot that Uncle Ling had given him on the wall. Iron-tailed crocodile meat. Feng Xuan cut off a large piece of snow-white fish meat with some difficulty and threw it into the iron pot. After thinking about it, Feng Xuan added a whole piece of dried rabbit meat. He didn't care about other methods and directly hit it with the fire stone. Sparks were produced, the hay was lit, and a fire began to stew slowly. Feng Xuan added firewood to the stove while smelling the faint aroma of meat coming from the tip of his nose. He swallowed and felt that he was getting hungrier. After burning the incense, Feng Xuan opened the wooden lid. As the thick water vapor rose, he stared with a pair of green eyes and watched the animal meat tumbling in the iron pot. The soup was thick white and fragrant. overflow. Not caring anymore, he took the earthen pot and sprinkled two rubs of the tribe's own coarse salt into the pot, stirred it with a wooden spoon, waited for a while and then quickly fished out the iron-tailed crocodile meat.
Ignoring the heat, Feng Xuan directly brought it to his mouth and bit down hard on the piece of fish that looked very firm. The stewed iron-tailed crocodile meat is not so tough, but as soft as normal animal meat. As soon as the fish is eaten, a sweet and fresh feeling hits the taste buds. Feng Xuan's eyes lit up, and then he started to bite into it and ate it. He made a strange "squeaking" sound while eating. It was obvious that he was burned badly. However, even after being burned, Feng Xuan still did not spit out the meat in his mouth. It was not the delicious taste of the iron-tailed crocodile meat that made Feng Xuan reluctant to spit it out, but when the iron-tailed crocodile meat was eaten, Feng Xuan could clearly feel the pain in his stomach. The restlessness subsided slightly, and then the food he swallowed quickly turned into waves of heat that moistened his limbs and bones. Feng Xuan felt the changes in his body while eating, and couldn't help but secretly sigh that the beast meat of the Kailing Realm was indeed different from ordinary beast meat. Not only did it taste more delicious, but the essence energy contained in it could be clearly felt. It is said that the crocodile tail of this iron-tailed crocodile is the essence of the entire crocodile beast. Most of its abilities are in this iron tail, so this iron tail contains the most essence. If he could always have this level of beast meat to replenish his martial arts training, and have secret medicines like animal glue oil to refine his body and practice martial arts skills, he would definitely be able to enter the master of skin refining at a faster speed in order to achieve success as soon as possible. Reach the body of copper skin. After Feng Xuan finished eating this piece of iron-tailed crocodile meat, he felt that he was still unsatisfied. He took out the stewed dried rabbit meat and started eating it in small bites. However, after eating the iron-tailed crocodile meat from the Kailing Realm, Feng Xuan only felt that this ordinary animal meat was simply tasteless, so he had to swallow it reluctantly. In the blink of an eye, three months have passed. In the martial arts hall "Uncle Daniu, I'm going to go to the wild mountains and forests to practice, and I plan to stay out longer this time." Xuan Niu sat on the stone chair, looking at the young man in front of him with a toothache on his face. How many months had he been quiet? Feng Xuan's body, which originally looked relatively thin, finally improved greatly after three months of crazy training and the tribe provided enough blood food for beasts. His height has also reached about meters, with a well-proportioned and chunky figure. The muscle lines are clear, giving people a refined and neat feeling. A head of short black hair that has not been taken care of has also grown to the young man's ears. There is a small animal skin bag tied around the young man's waist, a coarse cloth package on his shoulder, and a long open-handled knife across his waist. The blade is wrapped in a cowhide scabbard. , and also carried a short stone spear on the young man's back. The overall look is a standard outfit for hunting. Feng Xuan stood in front of Xuan Niu dressed neatly. After speaking, he stared at Xuan Niu without saying a word. Seeing this, Xuan Niu smiled helplessly: "It seems that your boy has been prepared for a long time. Now that you have broken through the realm of physical training, it is not impossible to be careful. Anyway, how can we, the men of the Xuan Ying tribe, hide from the strength that we have cultivated?" "Only those warriors who have experienced bloody battles are good warriors." Xuan Niu paused slightly and continued:
"Go, but remember, don't be too far away from the tribe, let alone the depths of Qishan Mountain, not even on the edge. That's not what you can do now. Even I only dare to linger on the edge. Don’t dare to go deep. Barbaric beasts from the Tona Realm can be seen everywhere in Qishan. They are not something you can contend with now. You can take this.” Before he finished speaking, a porcelain bottle the size of a thumb was taken out of Xuan Niu's arms and thrown towards Feng Xuan. Feng Xuan quickly caught it subconsciously, took it into his hand and looked at it carefully. The porcelain body of this bottle is white, with small cyan patterns on the bottle mouth. There is a cork stopper on the bottle mouth. Feng Xuan guessed that this should be the porcelain of the Li Shang tribe. There is no one in his Xuanying tribe who can refine such exquisite porcelain. technology. "Uncle Daniu, what is this?" Feng Xuan asked doubtfully. "The blood-producing pills of the Li Shang tribe. For those who are seriously injured and have lost too much blood, one pill is enough to save their lives. There are three pills here." Feng Xuan was shocked: "Uncle Daniu, this is not possible, this is too expensive!" After saying that, he stepped forward and planned to return it. Xuan Niu raised his hand to stop Feng Xuan, leaned back slightly and pretended to be generous: "It's not as precious as you think. This is the best effect for you martial artists in the body-building realm, but it's just average for me. The medicinal power contained in it is still a bit too much for martial artists at my level, but don't use it casually. This secret medicine is sold in small quantities by the Li Shang tribe, and I don't have much either." Having said that, Xuan Niu's eyes flashed with a trace of pain. This was something he had finally taken out from the stingy profiteer of the Li Shang tribe, and for this he even sacrificed a horn of a giant horned bull, which he had finally hunted. I don't know where this bastard got the news from. After saying that, Xuan Niu waved his hand to drive him away "Okay, you should be more careful, get out, I'm annoyed when I see you!" Feng Xuan stopped refusing, as this Shengxue Pill was indeed a good thing to save his life. Feng Xuan carefully put the Shengxue Pill into the small animal skin bag on his waist, which contained all kinds of medicines prepared by Feng Xuan, and this Shengxue Pill was naturally the most precious. He clasped his fists towards Xuan Niu, and then strode out of the tribe. Xuan Niu sat in the hall with his huge body, leaning against a stone chair, and his hands subconsciously stroked the armrests of the stone chair. Looking at Feng Xuan's back, he seemed to see the shadow of his father in the past, who was also like this. He dared to venture out alone when he was young, and he couldn't stay in the tribe at all. He went out alone and made a name for himself in the vast Qishan area. Later, he returned to the tribe to inherit the position of leader, until he fought a bloody battle in Qishan and returned bloody. Xuan Niu never forgot the smile that this man had on his pale face when he was carried back to see him. It was not regret but regret, as if he had not fought to his heart's content and had not defeated his opponent, and he also felt guilty for not being able to lead his brothers to a triumphant return as a leader. "Brother Niu, I miscalculated. I didn't expect that beast to be so powerful. I'm sorry to all the brothers in the tribe, and Ayong... I couldn't bring him back." "Chief, don't mention it again. We are willing to work with you to fight for a future for the children in the tribe. Besides, that beast is about to break through the flying realm. If we hadn't discovered it early, if it broke through, wouldn't my Black Eagle tribe be accompanied by hungry tigers? In this wild land, we didn't tuck our heads into our belts during that battle. If we were afraid, we wouldn't be considered Black Eagle men. Son, although Brother Yong and many brothers died in the battle, we never regretted it. We only regretted that we could not completely kill the beast and remove a threat to my Xuanying." "Hehe, although we did not kill him, the leader also cut off one of the beast's heads and severely injured it. It will not be able to recover in a short time. Maybe it has been killed by some wild beast. It can no longer harm my Xuanying tribe and the human tribe near my Qishan." "Leader..." The scenes seemed to be still vivid. Until Feng Xuan's back completely disappeared from Xuanniu's vision, he came back to his senses from the trance when he was sitting on the main seat of the martial arts hall. He looked around the seats in the martial arts hall and sat down on the stone chair with a tired face. It turned out that three years have passed. It's so fast!
...... Feng Xuan greeted the uncles and aunts of each tribe along the way and walked out of the tribe. He looked up and looked into the distance, identified the direction, and rushed towards a direction. After three months of intensive practice, with the support of sufficient secret medicine and flesh and blood, Feng Xuan felt that he had come a long way in the skin refining stage. At this stage, not only the skin defense has become tougher, but also the strength has increased greatly. Feng Xuan had tested that before breaking through to the body forging stage, his limit strength was only about 300 kilograms, but after the breakthrough, he immediately had about 500 kilograms of strength. This was because the breakthrough consumed a lot of blood and qi, and the body was still in a state of deficiency. After a long period of blood and flesh supplementation, Feng Xuan now not only replenished the slightly deficient blood and qi in his body, but also made his physique stronger, with flexible and powerful limbs, and he would not be unable to withstand his full-strength burst. After the stone lock test a few days ago, he now has a thousand-jin strength. With the perfect barbarian bull boxing, he can almost directly break an iron tree stump with one blow. If it is replaced with an ordinary tree, this blow can easily break a bowl-thick tree. This is already the strength level of a standard warrior in the tribe. This is because strength has never been the strength of his Feng family, speed is what his Feng family is good at. The bonus to body speed that comes with the family-inherited Wind Controlling Spirit Technique is unmatched by other skills. Comparing it with the Xuan family's Crazy Battle Technique, although Feng Xuan cannot match it in terms of strength, Xuan family martial artists of the same level may not even be able to touch the corner of Feng Xuan's clothes. The blessing of the Wind Controlling Spirit Technique for the legs and the strengthening of body flexibility are not something that ordinary spiritual techniques can achieve. Of course, Feng Xuan's confidence in going out this time is naturally not just his cultivation of the Skin Refining Stage, but also because of many trump cards. The Bull Fist that has been cultivated to the great success, the Wind Controlling Sword Technique that has been cultivated to the small success of the first style, and the sharp weapon on his waist. The Wind Control Sword Skill is the sword skill inherited by the Feng Clan, and its grade has even reached the mountain-level upper grade. It is said that even the highest-grade martial arts of the Li Shang Tribe, a medium-sized human tribe, are only the mountain-level upper grade. To the outside world, the Feng Clan has always called the Wind Control Sword Skill the mountain-level middle grade. The Feng Clan still understands the principle of not showing off wealth. Even if they are all human, who can guarantee that no one will be tempted? So apart from the direct descendant Feng himself, even Xuan had always thought that the Wind Control Sword Technique was only of the middle grade of the mountain level as Feng said, but it was just that the compatibility with Feng was too high, which made it extremely powerful. It was not that they did not trust Xuan, but the more people knew about it, the more likely they would be concerned about it. The level of the technique was not equal to the realm. The higher the level of the technique, the higher the chance of breaking through to a higher level, and the stronger the combat power, but it was not that there was no higher level of technique and no breakthrough. According to ancient records, there was no such thing as technique in the ancient times. At that time, the great powers relied on their own instincts and exploration to break through the shackles. It was just that the concentration of the heaven and earth energy at that time made it relatively easy to break through, and in the following years, various inheritances were sorted out to give ordinary creatures the opportunity to climb to a higher level. In those days, the world was in chaos, all kinds of gods and demons were rampant, and strong men emerged one after another. Various magical skills were as numerous as the stars in the sky. The strong men verified each other, learned from each other, and explored the supreme road together, instead of cherishing their own things as they do now. The current situation is also caused by the gradual stabilization of the world. The establishment of various ethnic groups has given creatures a sense of population, and they are no longer willing to share their clan's secrets with outsiders. Over time, it has become what it is now. The Xuan family never asked the Feng family for the wind-controlling sword method and wind-controlling skills. Each clan has its own skills and martial arts that are not passed on to others. The Xuan family also has its own skills and martial arts that are passed down. This is a tacit understanding between the tribes and clans. As for the magic weapon on his body, it is naturally the blade made by the pair of terrifying blade arms of the blood-patterned mantis. The grade can even be called a pseudo-war weapon. Feng Xuan named it the blood-patterned knife. The blade of this knife is about 3 feet long and palm-wide. The blade is emerald green with complex and intricate blood-colored patterns. The handle is made of the main body of the blue-striped white-horned deer in the Kailing realm. In order to make this war knife, Feng Xuan spent most of his savings and asked Tie Shu, who specialized in casting war weapons in the tribe, to make it for him. The blade of this blood-striped knife has dense small serrations when you look closely. It is more like a saw than a blade. If you cut it, the wound will be difficult to heal. After Feng Xuan's test, even the hardest bones of ordinary Kailing beasts can't withstand his full-strength attack.
Even if it is a wild beast at the peak of Kailing, Feng Xuan is confident that he can break its defense and cause damage to it. And this blood-striped knife, which can already be called a pseudo-war soldier, is Feng Xuan's biggest confidence when he goes out. After training in this wilderness, Feng Xuan was confident that he could fight wild beasts at the Kailing realm. As long as he didn't encounter wild beasts at the level of the blood-patterned mantis, he could be careful and rely on his extraordinary body movement speed and the extremely sharp blood-patterned knife. Even if he couldn't beat them, he could escape. Feng Xuan's trip this time was not just for training and fighting, but for his own purpose. Before he broke through the body-building realm, he found a small pond deep in the dense forest in a valley not too far from the tribe. He accidentally discovered that there was a product in the pond that made him very excited. Feng Xuan went out alone that time. He ran too far after a wild fox carelessly. When he looked back, he found that he had unknowingly left the tribe far away, and then he accidentally found this pond. The pond was not big, about a hundred meters in diameter, with a seven or eight feet high waterfall. If it was just an ordinary small pond, Feng Xuan would not care too much. However, when he was taking water around the pond, Feng Xuan actually discovered the existence of water willow. Water willow is just a kind of medicinal herb with average value, which has some effects of promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis, but there is a chance that a kind of insect called green snail lives in the root of water willow. This kind of insect has little fighting power and likes to eat the root of water willow very much. When the green snail larvae mature, they will form a cocoon at the root of water willow, and finally break out of the shell to become green snail worms. What Feng Xuan covets is the pupa transformed from the larvae of the green snail worm. This kind of insect will form a cocoon after absorbing enough essence of water willow, and the pupa at this time is an extremely precious tonic. Some people accidentally discovered that this kind of green snail worm pupa is simply a natural secret medicine, and it is particularly beneficial to the cultivators in the body forging realm. Not only does it have a lot of medicinal power, but after swallowing it, it can speed up the progress of refining blood and flesh essence and absorbing various secret medicines, which can greatly speed up the body forging process. However, this kind of green snail worm does not exist in every aquatic willow, so it is relatively rare. His clan has not found a new aquatic willow production area for a long time. The number of green snail worm pupae that can be harvested from the production area controlled by the clan every year is pitifully small. If this kind of insect finds that it is controlled, it will stop reproducing and become restless, so the number cannot be intervened by humans in large quantities. Feng Xuan had seen green snail worms swimming in the pond before, but when he was about to take a closer look, he suddenly found a huge black shadow swimming in the pond. Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a copperhead fish. This scared Feng Xuan into a cold sweat. Adult copperhead fish are almost all wild beasts in the spiritual realm, and this copperhead fish is about two meters long, which is already the size of a standard adult copperhead fish. He guessed that it might have wandered here from the Qishui River upstream, and ended up trapped in this small pond. This scared Feng Xuan at the time and was glad that he had not taken any action yet. He did not dare to stay too long and avoided it from a distance. But he remembered this place firmly, and planned to come back to investigate when he had enough ability. This time, Feng Xuan wanted to find out whether there were green snail worms in the small pond, and whether the copperhead fish had left. Feng Xuan narrowed his eyes when he thought of this. If the copper-headed fish had not left yet, he would need to find a way to kill it. This would be a good opportunity to test the progress of his recent cultivation. With his own physical training, he would not be afraid of a copper-headed fish at the initial stage of spiritual awakening.