"What is this place?" Lin Feng woke up leisurely. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The bones of his body were broken in many places, but at this time he was stunned by the scene in front of him and forgot about the pain.

Lin Feng clearly remembered that at the last moment, he fell into the lake, how could he be in such a place.

The surrounding grass is green, the stream flows, and on the nearby mountain, the silver waterfall hangs, steaming and shining.

The most important thing is that there is still an aura here, if it weren't for the lack of life, it would really be like a paradise.

Lin Feng was dumbfounded and looked around.

"This ...... This is? ”

When he turned his head and saw an old tree behind him, his eyes were about to pop out.

Under the big tree, there was a gray and white donkey, whose fur was like satin, shining brightly, and lying lazily on the ground.

If that's all he wants, he wouldn't be surprised, and the most important thing is that the donkey's two hooves actually held a century-old ginseng, like gnawing on a radish, and sent it into his mouth.

The donkey looked ordinary, but there was a spirituality in its eyes.

The donkey seemed to notice Lin Feng's gaze, turned its head to look this way, and then jumped up, wagged its tail, and let out a 'uh-ah' chirp.

Lifting his hooves, he ran over in the blink of an eye, circling around Lin Feng, as if he was looking at him.

After a few turns, the donkey stopped and made another "uh-ah......" sound.

After it made a cry, seeing that Lin Feng was still dumbfounded, there was a thoughtful look in the donkey's eyes.

Then a hoof struck and splashed the grass on the ground, making a clearing out, and the hooves kept shaking on it.

Lin Feng lowered his head curiously, his jaw ratted, and he almost fell off.

The donkey was actually writing, writing ancient characters, although a little sloppy, but still distinguishable.

It was unbelievable that a donkey could write, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Lin Feng would definitely have thought that the person who spread this word was crazy.

His eyes widened, and he suddenly remembered the sacred donkey mentioned by the villagers when they were chatting in Changshou Village.

After the donkey finished writing, he found that Lin Feng was still looking at him in a daze, as if he was a little dissatisfied, let out a 'uh-ah' sound, raised his hooves and shook them twice in front of his eyes, and pointed to the ground again.

"Ugh!" Lin Feng came back to his senses and looked down at the font on the ground.

He knew the donkey's writing, but it was too sloppy to be read carefully.

After a while, Lin Feng understood the words written on the ground.

"Junior, why don't you kneel when you see this god donkey?"

The moment he recognized it, his eyes burst out, and he almost didn't spurt out a mouthful of blood.

It was just a little donkey, and he actually made him kneel, Lin Feng felt angry and funny.

Seeing that Lin Feng had finished reading the words and had not moved for a long time, the donkey raised his head and looked at him with slanted eyes, with an expression of disdain and contempt in his eyes, that expression really made Lin Feng a little suspicious of life.

Lin Feng had the illusion that this little donkey seemed to be contemptuous of him, as if he was looking at an idiot.

The donkey looked at him for a while, and then barked again, and this time the cry made people feel helpless.

Next, it lifted its hooves, erased the font from the ground, and began to draw.

Now Lin Feng was sure that this donkey was definitely despising him just now, thinking that he was illiterate.

"I-." Lin Feng, a dignified cultivator, was despised by a donkey at this time, and he had the urge to scold his mother.

"Don't draw, I'm literate."

The donkey, who was concentrating on painting, jumped away two steps in fright by his sudden sound, with a vigilant expression.

After waiting for a while, he stepped forward and wrote, "Since you are literate, why don't you kneel?" ”

"I'll kneel to your sister!" The corners of Lin Feng's mouth twitched, and he said angrily: "Get out of the way for me, believe it or not, Lao Tzu slashed you with a sword." ”

The donkey wrote with raised eyebrows: "Junior, if you dare to speak disrespectfully, this god donkey will kick you to death with a hoof." ”

"Holy." Lin Feng couldn't help but burst into a foul mouth, and when he raised his fist, he smashed it out with a powerful fist.

This donkey is so annoying that it is a person who can't bear it.

When the donkey saw Lin Feng make a move, he said, "Uhhhh

"Bang."

Lin Feng's fist hit the donkey's hooves as if it were smashed on a sledgehammer, Zhen's arm was numb, and it affected the previous injury, causing him to gasp and sweat down.

But the little donkey was not very comfortable, one hind hoof trembled, could not stand steadily, as if he had drunk too much, and staggered.

"Uhh......h

The little donkey let out a chirp, as if he knew that Lin Feng was not easy to mess with, so he staggered back to the old tree, hugged the ginseng and gnawed on it, and looked here twice from time to time, as if he was afraid of being robbed of his rations.

"What a, what a broken donkey." Lin Feng shook his arm, not interested in the hundred-year-old ginseng.

He walked a little further and sat down cross-legged to check on his injuries.

There are a lot of external injuries, and more than ten bones on the body are broken, but the most serious is the dantian, at this time there is no trace of aura, like a dry field that has been dry for a long time, and there are countless cracks.

"Fortunately, there are those ginseng essences, otherwise the dantian will be completely cracked, and you won't want to cultivate in this life."

Lin Feng was a little glad, if it weren't for those ginseng essences to replenish the aura at the critical moment, he would have been useless.

But even so, you have to meditate and repair, otherwise after a long time, the dantian will also be in danger of cracking.

Lin Feng glanced at the donkey vigilantly, and saw that it didn't have any intention before he began to use the Qiankun Creation Technique to repair the injury.

It doesn't matter if you have luck, Lin Feng almost didn't jump up.

The aura here is too strong, and every yuan of the Qiankun Creation Recipe is turned every week, it is like taking a grain of ginseng essence.

No wonder even a donkey has become a sperm, under such a strong aura, even a pig can also be psychic!

If Lin Feng cultivated here every day, it wouldn't take more than two months to break through to the foundation building period.

Of course, the premise is not to encounter bottlenecks, otherwise no amount of aura will work.

"This is simply a holy place for cultivation!"

Lin Feng shouted comfortably, and the Qiankun Creation Technique was running even faster.

He is like a beggar who eats gluttony every day, and suddenly sees so many delicacies, of course, he has to eat nonsense.

Around Lin Feng, at a speed visible to the naked eye, a cyclone was formed, and the surrounding heaven and earth aura, like moths fighting fire, rushed here.

"Cool." Lin Feng couldn't help but secretly scream in his heart, the dry and cracked dantian was quickly repaired as if it had encountered nectar.

The donkey under the tree, sensing the abnormality here, jumped up in horror, its hooves stepped lightly, and two white gases erupted from its nostrils, as if it was very angry.

It looked at the constant spinning, looking very impatient, and tentatively ran a few steps towards Lin Feng, and then retreated, its eyes full of jealousy.

"Alright." A smile appeared on the corner of Lin Feng's mouth, and in just half a day, the dantian was restored as good as ever.

However, he had no intention of stopping, and was still working on the Qiankun Creation Technique.

The aura of heaven and earth here is so strong, if you don't break through a few small levels, you're too sorry for yourself!

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