The last thing Jiang Feng hunted was a mountain boar of the earth system.

It weighed about 500 pounds, and two thick fangs stuck forward.

Jiang Feng deliberately provoked it, causing it to chase him headlessly and rush forward until it smashed its fangs into the trunk.

Then, Jiang Feng broke its fangs and plunged it into the boar's heart.

The pig's tooth was unexpectedly sharp, and Jiang Feng pulled it off the tree, and found that as long as it was trimmed, it was a good short knife.

In fact, the weapons used by many martial cultivators came from the bodies of Ming beasts. Claws, teeth, bones, and horns are the most common parts.

He brought the boar's leg back to the nameless valley and began to handle it expertly.

The flesh of the Ming beast was much tougher than that of ordinary beasts, but fortunately the pig's tooth knife was sharp enough, and he quickly cut the pork into finger-thick strips, cleaned it by the stream, smeared it with salt, and salted it.

This small valley was specially selected by him and deliberately managed.

A lot of herbs and wild ginger are planted on the side of the valley, and Jiang Feng picks a lot of them, and also picks some edible mushrooms by the way.

He piled up the firewood in the stone furnace and lit it, set up an iron pot, put the ingredients in it one by one, and began to boil.

Not long after, the strong aroma of meat wafted out of the pot, Jiang Feng smelled the smell, and his stomach screamed even louder.

The flesh of the Ming beast is so hard, it will take a long time to cook. He took out the dry food and ate it with the broth, and although his stomach did not continue to scream, he still felt very hungry.

He held the empty bowl and squatted on the edge of the pot with chopsticks, unconsciously in a trance.

It's been a long time since he's been hungry like he is today.

Since he was a little older, he would learn to go up the mountain and dig the gopher holes to grab their winter food. A little older, he learned some kung fu and could try to deal with some weak animals.

After he started practicing martial arts with Miss, he never went hungry again.

He remembered that he was reading a book in Miss's study when he happened to see the Cooking Beast.

He flipped it over and threw it aside, and the young lady picked it up and laughed when she saw it. She smiled and asked him if he planned to find a daughter-in-law to help him cook in the future.

How did he answer?

By the way, he didn't say anything. But at that time, a sentence echoed in his heart repeatedly, but he couldn't help but say it.

What's there to find?Anyway, whoever it is, there's no better thing than something made by Miss......

Miss, Jiang Chen......

Jiang Feng stared at the white gas coming out of the pot in a daze.

The next time I see her, I don't know what she will become, she should be more beautiful, right?

Suddenly, something moved at his feet. Jiang Feng looked down and saw that a snow-white hairball was rubbing against his ankle, trying to climb up his leg.

The corners of Jiang Feng's mouth twitched and he laughed.

He lifted the rabbit to his lap and touched its fur: "How are you feeling when you're awake?"

The rabbit lowered his head and rubbed his fingers, staring at the churning pieces of meat in the pot.

This reaction...... Something is not right!

Jiang Feng's fingers were pressed against the door of its head, and he quickly realized that although the rabbit had woken up, the remnant soul inside was still asleep. Therefore, the current hair group only has the nature of being a Ming beast, not the remnant soul of a human with incomplete memory.

He sighed and complained, "I'm hungry, be careful that I eat you! But your head is not enough for me to stuff my teeth, at most it should be a supper! By the way, aren't you just calling it a supper......

Nightnight couldn't understand what he was saying. It salivated greedily at the meat in the pot, and was very dissatisfied with its slow cooking.

Suddenly, it jumped off Jiang Feng's knee and jumped next to the stone stove.

It moved too fast, Jiang Feng didn't have time to stop it, it had already reached the edge of the fire, and a long stream of green qi spit out from the three-petal small mouth, spewing flames!

The flames were rushed by this green qi, and immediately soared upward. Then, the light of the fire seemed to dim, but if you look closely, you can see that it is actually because the flames have become transparent.

The flame temperature of this color was extremely high, and the soup in the pot immediately boiled even more, decreasing downward at a speed visible to the naked eye. Jiang Feng was shocked, and hurriedly added a scoop of water prepared next to him.

Then, the pot kept boiling, Jiang Feng kept adding water, and in the blink of an eye, the aroma of the meat was so strong that it could hardly be dispersed, and the meat of the wild boar was completely stewed.

Jiang Feng was dumbfounded, and muttered, "What kind of ability are you......?"

The rabbit kept jumping next to him in a hurry, and the slight depression in Jiang Feng's heart was driven away by it, and he couldn't help laughing. He took a leaf and washed it, and tried to cut two slices of meat for it.

I ate them cleanly at night, and after eating, I stared at Jiang Feng very dissatisfied, with longing in my eyes.

Jiang Feng just like this, you and I eat all the meat in this pot with supper.

At this point, he finally saw that this was indeed a bright beast. It eats a lot more than it does. Half a pork leg, it was all stuffed in, and the belly didn't even bulge much.

The meat of the Ming beast was extremely fresh and fragrant, and after it was completely cooked, there was still a trace of bite, and Jiang Feng almost swallowed it with his tongue.

After eating, he licked his chopsticks, lowered his head and said, "It tastes good, ...... next time."

Before the words fell, as if a bomb had exploded in his stomach, a sharp pain swept over, Jiang Feng snorted, plopped, and sat on the ground.

At this moment, the contents of the previous book clearly appeared in front of his eyes.

The flesh of the Ming Beast is no different from being highly poisonous to ordinary people, and it is absolutely inedible.

Only a martial artist who has fused the Mingxin Seed and started to cultivate can start trying to eat this kind of meat.

What's the difference?

Of course, it's Mingli!

The flesh of the Ming Beast contains the power of Ming, and now it is pounding on his stomach!

He used to practice martial arts, and he practiced skin, bones, and tendons, and his internal organs were the most vulnerable places. Even if it is the skin and bones, it is almost vulnerable when it encounters Ming Li, not to mention the stomach that has not been exercised.

If left unchecked, Mingli will tear the lining of his stomach and rupture his internal organs and die. But Jiang Feng certainly wouldn't let that happen.

He endured the severe pain, calmed down, and began to use his consciousness to comb and guide those bright forces.

At first, he was a little less focused, and the chaotic Ming Li didn't move. But gradually, he became more and more focused, as if he saw his own body, and saw those chaotic golden lines struggling in his stomach, trying to rush out and scatter around.

He watched them intently, patiently guiding.

The pain in his body gradually faded away, as if he was separated by a layer, and after a long time, the Ming Force in his stomach suddenly moved, and began to act according to his consciousness!

Jiang Feng was overjoyed, and slowly combed them into bundles, guiding them into his own blood, and fusing them with the original thin bright power.

Sure enough, he succeeded!

Just as a drop of water melts into the sea, a little new light power enters the blood, completely merging with the original. Then, they no longer need the assistance of his consciousness, and follow the original Ming power, flowing and strengthening the blood vessels and bones.

Mingli obeyed, the pain in his stomach gradually disappeared, Jiang Feng retracted consciousness, and laughed happily.

Although his mixed bloodlines blocked the entry of Ming Power, in this way, he could completely increase the amount of Ming Power from the outside!

Without hesitation, he picked up another piece of meat, stuffed it into his mouth, chewed and ate it.

A moment later, another ray of bright power entered, although the amount was very small, but it was indeed a real supplement!

It took two hours for Jiang Feng to finish the pot of meat.

To be honest, the meat of the Ming beast is very untasty, it is old and tough, and it can only be bitten when the teeth are sore. But Jiang Feng still ate them cleanly. For him, being able to replenish the power of light is much more important than the taste.

After this meal, the sun was already setting.

At dusk, he couldn't absorb the Ming Power, but Jiang Feng didn't give up his cultivation.

He stood in front of the treehouse and began to swing his fists.

The sound of fists breaking through the air kept resounding in Xiao Gu, Jiang Feng's eyes were resolute, sweat flowed down his forehead, and a small river swept across his cheeks.

It's a daily lesson he has to do.

Three sections in the morning, noon and evening, 10,000 punches each time.

When swinging a fist, he has to mobilize the muscles of his whole body, from his shoulders to his arms to his fists, like a whip, and swing it out with a "snap".

This homework didn't start now, as early as when he met Miss, he made it a daily necessity.

He is not a genius than others, and he does not have more advantages, and he must accumulate over time in order to become stronger!

Mingli flows with the blood and merges with every muscle fiber.

The muscle fibers tremble, getting stronger and stronger in one movement after another.

With constant practice and constant practice, he is firmly moving towards his goal!

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Three days later, in the afternoon, Jiang Feng hid into the bushes by a small river, waiting patiently.

He watched his surroundings vigilantly, but his body was like a stone, not moving.

A moment later, a large bull with a height of one man slowly paced over.

The cow was pitch black, with two horns red on the top of its head.

The attributes of the Ming beasts are reflected in their bodies. Looking at it like this, this redhorn cow should be of the fire attribute.

In the past three days, the fragments of the Jiang Feng Fire system have obtained the most, a total of eighteen pieces, and the other four series fragments are all about fifteen pieces, and none of them exceed twenty.

This means that he has now opened up the three knots, but he has not even inlaid a yuan core.

The red-horned cow in front of him was a fourth-level Ming Beast, and it was also the fourth-level Ming Beast that Jiang Feng had tried for the first time in the past three days.

The level of the Ming Beast is about the same as that of a martial artist, and it stands to reason that if you get through the three tricks, the target should be to choose the third-level Ming Beast. What's more, because of Jiang Feng's bloodline, only a small part of the Ming Power absorbed can be exported to his body, and it is not under his own control, and can only be used to strengthen his body.

In other words, until now, he has not been able to manipulate Ming Li freely, but he has set his goal higher than his actual level!

The redhorn ox walked to the stream and bowed his head to drink.

Jiang Feng took a deep breath, raised his hand, and a stone flew out of the slingshot in his hand and smashed heavily on the head of the red-horned cow!

The slingshot of the twigs cracked at the sound, and the sharp stones made a sharp whistling sound at an astonishing speed. The red-horned ox was struck by it, and with a "moo" sound, it screamed in an earth-shattering manner. It turned its head to see Jiang Feng, and immediately bowed its head, slashed its front hooves on the ground a few times, and rushed towards him with a bang.

Jiang Feng could see it clearly, its eyes turned red, as if it was about to breathe fire, and it was obviously completely enraged.

He didn't mean to back down at all, and with a wild roar, he rushed forward, and his two hands pressed against its two corners!

With a "boom", as soon as his hand touched the horn of the cow, it spontaneously ignited without fire, and the bull's head seemed to be pierced with two blazing torches!

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