"Xiaoya, go behind grandpa. I saw that the grandfather took the wooden stick that he was originally carrying on his shoulder, and with the other hand, he protected Xiao Ya behind him, and then gently brushed away the originally thick leaves with his hand.

"Oh, grandpa, look! there's a person! there's a person!" Xiao Ya couldn't help but poke his head out from behind his grandfather with some curiosity, and when he saw the fallen leaves that his grandfather had opened and saw the things under the fallen leaves, he couldn't help but exclaim.

I saw a ragged man lying on his stomach under the fallen leaves, this man's long messy ice-blue hair was scattered indiscriminately, his limbs were thin, his skin was sallow, and his whole body was covered with wounds, some of which were scratches from thorns and vines, and some of which were like the marks of whips and clubs.

"Grandpa~ Let's save him, he looks so pitiful. Xiao Ya couldn't help but say when she saw the person who was dressed in rags and covered with terrible wounds.

When he put his hand on the man's veins, he was surprised to find that this man was still alive! After such a serious injury, it was not difficult to see from the thick fallen leaves on the man's body that this man had been unconscious here for a while, and he was still alive.

"It's really fateful, and I'm glad I met it. Grandpa stood up again and sighed.

"Xiaoya, come and help grandpa, go and cut a few rattans from the tree over there and bring them over. Grandpa took out a firewood knife from his waist and handed it to Xiao Ya, pointed to the big tree beside him and said.

"Ha~ I know that grandpa is the best! Leave it to me!" Xiao Ya took the firewood knife and climbed towards the tree in three or two clicks. Don't look at Xiao Ya is only twelve or thirteen years old and is a girl, but she has lived in the jungle with her grandfather since she was a child, and her kung fu in climbing trees is probably not much worse than that of a monkey.

Grandpa couldn't help but smile and sigh when he looked at the flexible figure, although he was kind, but not everyone could save him, he believed in his own vision, and was sure that the person in front of him was indeed no threat to himself and Xiaoya. I saw him take out the first-aid medicine bag that he usually used for hunting from the bag behind his back, and turned the person lying on the ground over.

A handsome and young face appeared in front of him, "So young, from the perspective of the face, it is not much bigger than Xiao Ya." How could he run alone in such a deep mountain and old forest?" Grandpa was surprised by the age of the injured man.

But surprise is surprise, and the movements in the hands are carried out in a coherent and orderly manner. Soon, the wounds that were still bleeding were carefully bandaged, and the parts that might break were also firmly fixed with a straight wooden stick he found nearby.

It was all so skillful and fast, and the whole process took less than five minutes, as if you were a professional doctor. But there was something faster, but at this time, Xiao Ya had already cut the vines and stood quietly aside.

For this, grandpa has long been accustomed to this, I saw him casually reach out and take the cut vine, with a light wave of one hand, the vines that were originally the thickness of an arm seem to be alive again, and soon, what appeared in front of him was a stretcher woven from vines. With another wave of his hand, the person who was lying on the ground fell lightly on the stretcher, and the vines directly fixed the injured person on the side the moment he lay down. Inserted the wooden stick that he had carried on his shoulder before into the middle of the stretcher, and directly carried the stretcher firmly on his shoulder with one hand as if he had nothing.

"Let's go, Xiaoya, let's go home, this kid is lucky to run into me today, if it is a different person, maybe this guy will go to see the god of the elements!" Grandpa's hearty laughter sounded again. greeted Xiao Ya, who was standing aside, and the grandfather and grandson turned around and walked in the direction they came.

"Well, it's so comfortable! Although it still feels very unstable, it is much clearer and easier to control, and after meditating, the whole body feels quite relaxed. Well, it's more comfortable than sleeping!" Du Lang stretched comfortably, he meditated in his own way for the first time, and he didn't know if it was a gift from the elemental god, and he felt that it was extraordinarily smooth.

Not long after he closed his eyes in the meditation hall to look for sensations, he was surprised to find that many small energies were faintly appearing around him, some of which were lively and scurrying around, while others were gently following the slow flow of the air. Du Lang inevitably began to use his current consciousness to contact and feel the free energy around him.

As Du Lang became more and more concentrated, those energy bodies became more and more clear and real in Du Lang's perception. "Ha, these are the elements mentioned in the book! It seems that meditation is not as difficult as you think. Du Lang secretly felt a little proud in his heart.

I saw that he continued to try to use what little of his pitiful consciousness had to make contact with the elements floating in the air around him with great care. In fact, it is very simple for people to control their consciousness, but it is very difficult to make their consciousness more visible, which is called strengthening consciousness. The book says that the innate consciousness of human beings is the foundation of spiritual power, and the cultivation of spiritual power is actually a disguised way to strengthen one's own consciousness and sublimate consciousness to another realm. Figurative metaphors such as the murderous aura of a warrior, this murderous momentum is actually a sublimation of human consciousness, but magic is just another sublimation of the controlling element.

After all, Du Lang was meditating for the first time, and his spiritual power was so weak that no matter how many times Du Lang had tentatively touched it, these energy elements around him were indifferent at all.

"Eh~ It seems that this is my limit? It turns out that the difficulty of meditation mentioned in the book is here. Why don't I get here today? No, I don't believe it, there must be some way to get these elements to notice me!" Du Lang meditated, and all sorts of thoughts kept popping up in his mind.

"Well, aren't these elements too mild, so let's change it. Durang began to control his consciousness and make contact with the lively elements that were scurrying around him.

"It's you! come here!" Du Lang spotted one of the elements that emitted a faint white light, this element was very different from the gentle elements around it, the gentle elements moved slowly, the light color was dim, and it just quietly exuded a soft luster that matched its own attributes, but this element was different, this element moved extremely fast, jumping up and down in the sea of many elements, and the white light suddenly flickered a few times from time to time.