"Xiao Huang, do you see it? See if you can cut this stone off. Wu Feng looked at Xiao Huang with bright eyes and said.

The yellow-haired monkey scratched his head, squeaked twice, picked up the smaller stone from the ground in the same way as Wu Feng, shook it twice in front of Wu Feng, and then stretched out the monkey's paw and slashed down at the stone in the air.

"Oops! Xiao Huang, you really can! Wu Feng shouted excitedly, picked up the yellow-haired monkey, and turned around twice in place, the yellow-haired monkey grinned and squeaked, looking extremely happy, and a pair of monkey paws hugged Wu Feng's head tightly.

Just when one person and one monkey were making a fuss, there was a sudden sound of subtle footsteps in the distance, this voice was very small, it should be fifty zhang away, but Wu Feng really listened to it, these days, Wu Feng has not only cultivated the Yin Rou Palm, but also looked at other internal skills on the stone wall of the cave, and generally has a little understanding; Staying alone in this cave is indeed very boring, except for this yellow-haired monkey who can't speak, there is nothing to play, except for cultivation, the rest can only be to look at the things carved on the cave wall to pass the time of many boring times.

However, there are too many carved things on the wall of this cave, Wu Feng can see different martial arts and internal skills almost every day, and he doesn't know how long it has been, and he hasn't even finished reading the words and patterns on a cave wall, and he can't see the sun, moon and stars in this cave, so he naturally doesn't know the flow of time, so he doesn't have any concept of time. I have to say that the ancestor of this Maoshan really did not stay in this cave in vain, in the past two thousand years, he has left a lot of cultivation methods of internal and external skills that he has realized, in fact, he still remembers many Taoism, most of which are about how to deal with all kinds of corpses.

Among these strange martial arts, one of them is the cultivation of hearing, and the content engraved on the stone wall probably says; If you want to cultivate hearing, you must first have a very quiet environment, then hold your breath and concentrate, have no distractions, spread the true qi of your whole body to all parts, and practice the method of swallowing clouds and breathing in every day, and over time, you can achieve great success, and the highest level of cultivation is to hear the sound of an ant crawling a hundred zhang away.

For the highest state said on the stone wall, Wu Feng didn't even dare to think about it, the sound made by an ant crawling, it is impossible for a normal person to hear it even if he put his ear to the ant, let alone say anything a hundred steps away, but since Wu Feng practiced every day, there are some results, although he can't say anything to listen to ants, he can still hear the footsteps of people about fifty zhang clearly.

"Xiao Huang, Master Zu is here, we can have dinner again." Wu Feng put the yellow-haired monkey on his shoulder, and slowly walked towards the small hole next to the stone gate, and waited for a while before he vaguely saw a mass of white flowers slowly moving towards this side.

"Master Zu, what delicious food did you bring to your apprentice grandson today? Hurry up, your grandson is hungry......" Wu Feng shouted from the small hole.

"Hehe...... the white-haired old man laughed a few times, walked a few steps, came to the front of the stone gate, and said: "Your kid has been practicing well recently, and the old man has already heard your kid standing here waiting for the old man fifty zhang away......

(Youlong wishes all readers and friends a happy Dragon Boat Festival, thank you for your support, Youlong is working hard to code words...... ）