At night, Shui Lingfeng returned to his usual appearance. Fifteen or sixteen years old, fair-skinned. Leaning comfortably on the trunk of a towering tree. There is no need to deliberately disguise, nature is the best barrier. His body was next to the trunk of the tree, his legs pressed flat against the horizontal branches, and he became one with the tree, becoming a part of the tree, and no one would notice that there was a person sitting on it.

Blowing the cool breeze in the forest, Shui Lingfeng has always been used to this recently. The breeze that is always flowing always takes away the unhappiness and tiredness left by the day when night comes. After blowing for a while, Shui Lingfeng's head will feel extremely awake, and his body will be relaxed to the most relaxed. Gradually, the energy became full again, overflowing all over the body. Meet the consumption that Shui Lingfeng needs for the next experience.

A dodge Shui Lingfeng was gone, and he couldn't see anything abnormal. It's just that the branches of the canopy of a large tree have lost a little. Everything else is exactly the same as before.

As for those wounds, Shui Lingfeng had already found a few burning knives when he was crawling through the weeds, and smashed them and applied them to the wounds. The burnt knife edge belongs to a kind of herbaceous vine family, and likes yin. It generally grows in the shade of trees or in grass where there is no light. The vines and leaves are fiery red, the same color as pig's blood. The leaves are peach-shaped and oval, and when crushed, they have a good effect on bleeding and recovery from burns or sword stabs.

The wound is a little stinging when you first apply it, and the wound will feel cool after a while. Shui Lingfeng bent his right hand back, put the medicine on the wound with his backhand, and tore off a long cloth from his shirt to bandage it. After recovering from his inner breath, he climbed up the tree and leaned quietly against the tree for a while to blow the cool summer breeze of the night.

After a short rest, Shui Lingfeng was in good spirits. I had to start cultivating at night again, my eyes lit up, and I came to the empty field in the space ring with vitality. I can't see the appearance of a wounded person at all, Shui Lingfeng is always used to this, and perseverance and strength are put on his face at any time. Except for death, cowardice and lifelessness will not appear on him, and these expressions that need the pity of others will not appear on him.

In his opinion, only the weak will be sick one day, begging for the strong to give. Sooner or later, such a person will die from his own contentment, at the hands of the strong who gave him. Those who don't want to progress will be eliminated by the flood sooner or later.

Shui Lingfeng thought like this, even if I am weak now, even if I am injured. I won't bow my head, I disguise myself as a strong person, but in the next second, I want to cultivate as a martial madman, and it is this power that transforms from disguise to real perseverance and strength. Halfway is no different from the former. Day after day, as always, you can achieve human fighting, and a lifetime of rampant. Even if you practice the lower-level exercises and insist on making progress, one day, you will live in the world more arrogantly than those sons of families who have fallen into the song and twilight dance of the Upper Success Fa Dynasty.

Now Shui Lingfeng is like this, coming out of the cliff for half a month. He was always embarrassed on the battlefield, his left hand was broken by a black lizard, and the green lotus fairy pierced his chest. The elk badly wounded him and fled all the way to avoid the monster. It's not terrible to run for your life, but what you're afraid of is the strength that you don't have the courage to kill back.

He was bleeding and injured along the way, but his cultivation never fell. From a section of human soldiers to the strength of five stages to kill Liu Guang, these are all growth at the price. and now the sixth-stage soldiers, which proves that Shui Lingfeng has always been on a correct path of martial arts. Even according to the experience in memory, but the flow of blood and sweat is hard to persist every day, and there are a few ordinary people who can do this.

This time, I walked on the path of cultivation again, and I realized a lot. Shui Lingfeng thinks that he doesn't care if he is a demon or a god, and there are troubles in the world. It's all about strength, it's about living. If you want to be a human king, you must surpass all human races and take out the arms that others cannot compare with to defeat them. When you want to dominate the Three Realms and defeat all the opponents in the Three Realms as well, you have done it.

Any gods, demons and people are like this, living in the wilderness, everyone talks about power. You say how great you are, and no one will think you're crazy. But if you trample him under his feet and eat the dirt, he will call you boss instead. Be willing to be your pawn, open up the territory for your remote land, and die is not a pity. Li Ruobai is such a living example.

Shui Lingfeng chose a long and winding mountain road, twisting and turning. The road is full of thorns and hidden traps. Either life or death, even if you walk through it, you will be bloodied all the way. Some people have walked on this road for more than 1,700 years, and Shui Lingfeng's goal is to catch up and surpass, the ideal is very big, whether it can be achieved or not, it is that there are so many difficulties and obstacles along the way. I don't know if I'll fall on the road one day.

However, as long as he Shui Lingfeng still has a breath, he is afraid that he will have to climb this section of the road, because the end is waiting for him to complete the unfinished battle in person.

Shui Lingfeng has twelve hours a day, in addition to restoring internal rest and body cultivation. The rest of the time is spent on cultivation battles, fighting with demonic beasts in the mountains during the day, and entering the space at night to be beaten by black lizards. Shui Lingfeng has been making continuous progress, but he has never been able to defeat the black lizard. He felt that not only was he rapidly ascending, but the black lizard he was trapped in the space was also ascending.

Shui Lingfeng had grown his strength by five stages in half a month, which was just an increase in the time it took for a black lizard to be beaten. From the beginning, Shui Lingfeng broke his head and was seriously injured, but now Shui Lingfeng is smart, and he sees the lizard using ruthless moves or being slightly injured. Quickly escape from the space.

Raising a war with war is not only raising oneself, but also the opponent is becoming stronger. So it's not surprising that the black lizard's strength has grown. Shui Lingfeng, who was approaching at night, came to the empty space field, where the black lizard was waiting. The black lizard gradually got used to this, and since it couldn't escape, it was also boring to have someone to practice with it twice a day.

No longer as reckless as before, see Dao Shui Lingfeng attack when he comes in. Slowly approaching, Shui Lingfeng turned around and walked in the direction of the lizard. This scene looks extremely discordant, completely inconsistent with the battle between a person and a demonic beast, it is completely a competition between the brothers and sisters, and they are polite. No fire in sight.

The black lizard has changed a lot lately, its ravine-like black skin is getting darker and darker, with a hint of black shiny. Strength grows, skin shines. Shui Lingfeng was getting closer and closer, and the black suddenly stood up in front of him, and his back feet kicked the ground. The front paw Taishan pressed the top and smashed into Shui Lingfeng's head. Shui Lingfeng, who had never seen a black lizard attack like this before, panicked.