After walking about three steps, Ling Feng felt his hands touch a cold wall again, and the depressed Ling Feng felt around the dark space.

In the end, a conclusion was drawn that the whole space was less than five square meters in size, and the height was only about two meters.

Ling Feng sat on the ground violently and muttered, "Could it be a dream!" but quickly denied this conclusion, the pain from his nasal cavity was still hot, but he was obviously in the woods, how could he appear here!

Ling Feng couldn't help but think of Ziyu, and in an instant, stories about Ziyu flashed in his mind.

I remember that one afternoon three months ago, Ling Feng was playing with his friend Ergouzi next door, and found a medicinal herb in a cave, but the herb was plucked out of its branches and leaves, and only the root and neck remained, of course, it was not a curious thing for Ling Feng, but for Ergouzi, it was indeed deeply excited.

Ergouzi doesn't like to practice martial arts, it's almost a well-known thing, but no one dares to laugh at Ergouzi because he has an even more enviable talent, that is, the talent of medicine.

In this Tiangang Continent, where the strong are respected, in addition to martial artists, there is also a popular profession, that is, doctors, after all, no matter how powerful you are, there are times when you are injured! What should I do if I am injured? Wait for death!

Obviously, this is an unrealistic thing, if you are injured, you have to see a doctor, so you have to find a doctor, so being a doctor is a very popular profession.

But it is not the doctor who is more popular, but the pharmacist, an alchemist can say without exaggeration that if he stays in Wolong Village, where Ling Feng is located, it will definitely be the Emperor of the Earth, and the people of the entire village have to provide for him, so you can imagine the dignity of the pharmacist.

And Ergouzi has the talent of a doctor, but after all, he is still young, who can say that Ergouzi can't become a pharmacist in five or six years!

After all, the talent is there, unlike Ling Feng, I am afraid that it is impossible to make any progress in the doctor after exhausting his life, this is the talent.

The second dog stared at the dry root and neck and said angrily: "It's really a tyrannical thing! Since such a good second-grade purple olive grass has been eaten by a demon beast!"

Ling Feng didn't know what the second dog was talking about, and urged the second dog to leave, but the second dog said wait, he had to dig out the root neck and go back to make tea, and Ling Feng could only accompany him for a while.

After a long time, the second dog dug out the root and neck of the purple olive grass, carefully wrapped it in his arms, and then pulled Ling Feng to leave, but just as Ling Feng was about to leave, he suddenly found that a purple light seemed to flash under the purple olive grass.

Ling Feng, who was curious at the moment, stepped forward to take a look, a little purple light flashed, Ling Feng's eyes lit up unconsciously, and he began to dig up with a grin.

Where did the two dogs on the side have time to pay attention to Ling Feng, and they actually took care of the root and neck of the purple olive grass.

Picking up the soil, a piece of purple jade made Ling Feng's eyes flash, took out the purple jade, wiped off the ash layer on his body, and carefully put it in his arms, and then left with the two dogs.

Think about the fact that three months have passed, and Ziyu has not changed at all, how can it change today!

How did Ling Feng know that it was the blood droplets on the back of his hand that activated Ziyu's inner space.

Although he guessed that it was Ziyu's abnormality, now Ling Feng couldn't help but be entangled again, this small space was impermeable, how could he go out.

Ling Feng was anxious for a while, stood up again, and began to grope slowly, after groping for a long time, there was still no change, at this moment, Ling Feng felt that something seemed to be higher under his feet, and couldn't help but stop.

Slowly squatting down and touching it under his feet, Ling Feng felt that it seemed to be a book, and the curious Ling Feng picked up the book under his feet and put it in front of him, but he couldn't see anything in the dark space.

Suddenly, Ling Feng felt that his eyelids had become heavy again, and it was difficult to open them, and in his confusion, he could only hear Ling Feng's complaining voice, "Damn! again!"

Suddenly opened his eyes, Ling Feng found that he had returned to reality again, the dim dusk in front of him told him that Ling Feng had been asleep for a long time, and scolded secretly, Ling Feng stood up violently, but at this moment he found that he seemed to be holding something in his hand, and when he looked down, there was indeed something, an ancient book with a yellowed body.

Ling Feng frowned and muttered, "Isn't it a dream!"

When he picked up the ancient book and looked at it, there were five big characters written on it, "Dust Sealing Agility Technique", Ling Feng couldn't help but be surprised.

Ling Feng knew the word art, although he was not very talented since he was a child, and he fell asleep as soon as he cultivated, but Ling Feng knew a lot about all kinds of cultivation paths.

Technique, generally only the mental method can use the word magic, but martial arts cannot use the word magic.

The mental method is to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and turn it into the spiritual power of the body when cultivating, so as to reach a higher realm, the general mental method and martial arts are divided into four levels of heaven and earth, gods and people, and each level is divided into three levels, upper, middle and lower.

Looking at the ancient book "Dust Sealing Agility Technique" in his hand, Ling Feng suppressed the curiosity in his heart, put the ancient book and the purple jade together, and then looked at the sun that was about to set in the sky, kicked the ground violently, and hibernated like a small cheetah.

When I came, I ran wildly, and when I returned, I ran crazy, but the two moods were really different.

Running home, I looked at my father Ling Yun's staggering back, Ling Feng's nose was sour, his talent was extremely poor and brought to the family, and it brought too much burden to his father, after all, it is a world where the strong are respected, if you can't even cultivate the basics, how can you win respect and control your own destiny.

The cold eyes of the villagers, the meanness of the instructor Sha Fei, Ling Feng only felt that his father had suffered too many grievances, if it weren't for his father being a nine-rank martial artist, I am afraid that he would have been bullied by others a long time ago.

But that's it, his father Lingyun has never disliked himself, but has taken good care of him, this kind of love seems to be father's love, and it seems to be beyond father's love.

Forcibly holding back the tears in his eyes, Ling Feng choked up and said, "Father, I'm back!"

Ling Yun turned his head, looked at Ling Feng's eyes reddened and wanted to cry, then sighed and said, "Child, don't be sad! It's nothing, come and eat!" After speaking, Ling Feng was about to eat.

Looking at the love in Ling Yun's eyes, Ling Feng choked up again and said, "Father, if I can't reach the Great Zhou Tian in a month, will I have to leave Wolong Village to mine?"

Ling Yun's eyes darkened, and then he said helplessly, "This is the system of the empire, if you can't reach the age of fourteen, you have to go to mining, and you will mine!

Ling Feng finally couldn't help it, tears in his eyes poured out violently, how could he say that his father's love was like this.

Wiping the tears from his eyes, Ling Feng sobbed and said, "Father, you eat! I'm going to rest!" After speaking, he ran to his room violently, closed the door and cried violently.

Ling Yun looked at Ling Feng's appearance, a touch of pity flashed in his eyes, he sighed, and muttered, "I hope what the Lord said is right!"

Ling Feng lay on the bed and cried for a while, then stopped suddenly, and a wave of unwillingness surged into his heart.

"Why do I want to be subordinate to Ling Feng, why am I Ling Feng stupid and stupid, no! I don't want to go on like this, by the way! I have purple jade, I have the dust sealing agility technique, one month, after a month, I must have a breakthrough." Ling Feng said secretly.

Sitting up, Ling Feng took out the ancient book from his arms, and the soft texture told Ling Feng that this ancient book was worth a lot, and the excited Ling Feng exhaled heavily, muttering, "I hope you don't let me down!"

Stretched out his hand to turn the first page, the soft ancient book seemed to be an iron plate, and he couldn't open it, the change made Ling Feng's heart skip a beat, and he couldn't help frowning secretly and said, "It's so weird!"

After a long while, Ling Feng gasped, dropped the ancient book and scolded, "Fuck!

Looking at the ancient books, Ling Feng suddenly had a flash of inspiration in his mind, remembering the dripping blood to recognize the master, and couldn't help muttering again, "Do you want to drip blood again!"

Picking up the ancient book again, looking at the blood stains that had dried on the back of his hand, Ling Feng gritted his teeth and slammed into the wall, the pain in his heart came, Ling Feng grinned in pain, but there was blood anyway, and he endured the pain and dripped blood on the ancient book.

For a while, the ancient books shone brightly, and Ling Feng secretly shouted, "There is a play!" But who knew that the ancient books suddenly turned into a touch of spiritual light, and a "sigh" entered the center of his eyebrows, and Ling Feng was suddenly dumbfounded.