Under the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain, the fog covered the entire bottom, and the vision was no more than five steps away. www.biquge.info A first-order spirit beast golden spirit rat slowly sniffed east and west, and walked slowly on this road covered with dead wood.

Not far away, a thin body lay on top of a squeak of dead leaves that had been scattered all over it. The owner of the body was none other than Ling Hao, who had fallen from the cliff.

At this time, Ling Hao basically can't be described as embarrassed. On that handsome face, there are some scars at the moment, the clothes on his body are even tattered, and there are dozens of obvious blood marks on his body. Breathing was weak, and the whole person was unconscious.

A few days later, when Ling Hao regained consciousness and opened his eyes, he found himself in a wooden house, which was not small, but it was very simple, except for a wooden bed, a bamboo table, and some scattered drawings and books and bamboo slips.

"Ding, ding, ding!"

There was a sound of fine iron pounding next to the wooden house, Ling Hao observed his current situation, his spiritual power was completely empty, and his body was basically seriously injured. I can't even use the slightest strength in my whole body. Recall before the coma.

thought he was dead, but at the last moment, the Yin-Yang Mirror helped him resist that attack again, but it still didn't completely offset it, and the remnants still hit him. I have mixed emotions in my heart, it turns out that I haven't died yet, but who saved me?

It's just that Ling Hao can't move now, he can't speak, and he can only lie on the bed obediently. It's just that now I have injuries that will definitely not heal in a short time. I'm afraid that the Ling family will definitely think that they are dead.

The jingling sound outside had been ringing for almost a day, and it had never stopped, if Ling Hao's estimate was good, it should be the sound of swords striking iron. It's just that this person is too patient, and he hasn't stopped for a whole few days.

As far as Ling Hao knew, cultivating and striking iron had always been a complicated and boring procedure, and if he repeated the same action, if he was impatient, he would have gone crazy. As far as I know, there are not a few casters in this world, but there are not many who can achieve great results and become famous.

However, regardless of whether he was a famous forger master or a sword-forging apprentice, this patience alone was worthy of Ling Hao's admiration, at least he didn't have it.

Ling Hao finally saw this character that night, but this character's outfit was really a little sloppy. With messy long hair, a ragged linen dress, and a somewhat dark face at the moment, although the face is not clear, it can be seen that this person is not very old, about fifteen or six years old. Apparently the result of being by the fire all the time.

"Hey, you're finally awake?"

The young man sighed, put down the herbs in his hand, Ling Hao couldn't speak, he could only nod lightly, and responded to his question.

"Oh, I forgot you were so badly injured, you definitely can't speak. The young man patted his head and said as if he had a thought.

"But it's okay, you've been in a coma for ten days. Now that I'm awake, the medicine is working. Eh, let me tell you, there's nothing here, it's just a lot of herbs. The boy sat down, picked up the herbs on the table, stuffed them all into the mortar, and pounded them all together.

While pounding the medicine, he said to Ling Hao: "I'll pick it for you again tomorrow, collect a little more medicine, and you will be better soon." ”

Ling Hao couldn't help but roll his eyes, it turned out that he didn't understand pharmacology, but it was rare to be able to recognize the appearance of the elixir. And it doesn't seem to be bad-hearted.

The young man seemed to have not talked to anyone for a long time, and when Ling Hao woke up at this time, he seemed to have endless words to say to Ling Hao. Ling Hao also knew a lot from his words.

The young man's name is Pu Yuan, and according to him, there is a dragon stream here. No outsiders have ever come in. He lived here with his father since he was a child. My father was a forger, and his life's wish was to build a god-shattering weapon. But he has been denying his forged weapon again, so he finally died of depression.

And Pu Yuan was also deeply influenced by his father because he was a child, and he wanted to fulfill his father's wish until he died. No outsiders have ever entered this place, even after my father's death. Pu Yuan didn't leave either, he stayed here.

And Ling Hao also knew from his mouth that although the cliffs around this trapped dragon stream were foggy at the bottom, there were a lot of mountain springs and many wild fruits. and animals. But because of the limited field of vision, and there are many spirit beasts infested, although Pu Yuan is quite familiar with this place, he still doesn't know how big this place is.

"Alright, that's fine, you can rest first. I'll have to take a look at the heat, and if it's small, it's going to be a problem. After Pu Yuan helped Ling Hao apply the medicine, he said to Ling Hao.

Ling Hao nodded, motioning for him to go and get busy with him. However, it can be seen that Pu Yuan is still very interested in casting.

A month later......

In the courtyard outside the wooden house, an emaciated figure was now vigorously hitting the wooden stake in front of him. And this master is none other than Ling Hao.

After a month's time, Ling Hao's body had recovered a lot, and his strength had improved a lot, and now he was already a fifth-level spirit realm. Ling Hao also knew that such a breakthrough in strength this time was probably because he had broken through before.

"Brother Ling Hao, I said you were too anxious. This injury is just right, why is it practicing again?" Pu Yuan had just returned to the yard, still carrying a rabbit in his hand. Seeing Ling Hao, who was sweating profusely, was practicing martial arts, he said.

"It's okay, I'm much better. Anyway, why didn't you go to strike iron today?" Ling Hao smiled and paused to reply.

"No, it's still a little bit close, and it will be cast in a few days. Look, what is this?" Pu Yuan shook his head, obviously encountering some problems, but not much, but then happily lifted the rabbit in his hand and said.

"Yo, that's good. ”

"That is, it just so happens that your injuries are just right, and I will make up for your body. ”

"Okay, let's go. I'm going to give you a taste of my craft today. ”

That night, after the two of them had dinner, Ling Hao returned to the wooden house, but Pu Yuan went to the caster, although there was an accident, but he was still very concerned about the result.

With the improvement of strength, the spiritual power of Ling Hao's body was almost completely different from before. Now that he is facing Ling Si Ling's level figure again, it will basically not take too much effort to clean it up.

Of course, there are advantages and disadvantages, that is, if you suddenly improve your strength too much, the realm will be a little vain, of course, you can only use time to stabilize it slowly, and you can't be in a hurry if you are in a hurry.

"It's time to take a look at Endless Space. ”

Ling Hao muttered, since the last time he broke through, he found that he could control himself to enter the endless space at will. He rarely entered the endless space while cultivating. After all, in Spirit Beast Mountain, there are dangers everywhere, and once you encounter danger while cultivating, you don't know anything about it. Therefore, although the spiritual power inside was far superior to that of the outside world, Ling Hao still resisted the temptation.

This breakthrough, Ling Hao remembered that before Jin Lingdu, the dead wood and spring were all obtained within the mysterious iron chain of the endless space, and this breakthrough must also be gained. Thinking of this, Ling Hao was also very excited. Hurriedly sat down cross-legged and entered the endless space...

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