Master Wuxin turned his head and asked Du Kai: "Du Kai, can you talk like a boss?"

Although he felt a little unhappy, Du Kai still replied: "Our boss has always been a good talker. ”

Wuxin also felt a little embarrassed, and said to himself, "That's good, that's good." ”

Turning his head and asking Qingfeng Dao Chief, "Dao Chief, is that polar cold iron really not dissolved and smelted?"

Dao Chang said: "It's not that you don't know, but I'm afraid that after this Wang Feng knows that he has been fooled, will he be annoyed and angry?"

This is an Emei disciple in the wolf army who interjected: "Master, our boss has never been the same. This disciple already disdained this practice of the master, and when he heard that they were still suspicious of Boss Wang Feng, he couldn't help but interject.

Qingfeng also said wistfully: "I hope so." ”

And they all departed together.

Since then, Wang Fengqi has never appeared in the rivers and lakes, but thousands of people in the rivers and lakes have suddenly increased to the rivers and lakes, who can make "absolute swords", communicate with each other, watch and help each other, and become a force that cannot be ignored on the rivers and lakes.

A year later.

In the primeval forests of the far west, vines cover the sky. The ground is covered with a thick layer of moss, through which all kinds of birds and animals pass through from time to time. A primeval wilderness.

There are also some colorful miasma at the edge of the forest from time to time, and if people who don't know accidentally touch it, they will definitely be melted away by the poison. These miasma separated the forest from the outside world.

At noon, there was a sudden "boom" in the silent forest, and a long vine around the tree was cut off, revealing a gap.

This time is also the time when the miasma is at its weakest, but it is already a very strange thing that people appear in such an inaccessible deep mountain and old forest.

The gap grew bigger and bigger, and it was finally open for people to enter and exit, and a sturdy figure appeared in the gap.

Holding a machete in his hand, carrying a huge leather bag behind his back, a leather-wrapped square tied to his left arm, a well-fitting traveler's outfit, and a pair of leather boots under his feet, the color on which he has already traveled a short distance.

He is only about twenty years old, but he has a resolute look on his face. He looked at the trees in front of him and brandished his machete to clear the way.

Isn't he Wang Feng? How could he appear in this wild place?

It only took a moment for Wang Feng to open a path for one person to enter and exit in the forest.

When I came out, I came to an open field with a small pond.

Wang Feng is very satisfied with this land, it has passed the miasma range, and there is a pond, it is really an excellent campsite.

The leather bag on the back of the bar was opened, and there was a small tent inside, and Wang Feng supported it by the pond. He picked up some dry firewood around, made a fire, took out a set of small bows and arrows from his leather bag, and disappeared into the nearby forest.

After a while, Wang Feng returned to the camp with a wild boar, peeled and cleaned it with great interest, found a wooden stick to put a few legs on it, and roasted it on the bonfire. From time to time, I also got some condiments from the leather bag and smeared them.

The fragrance slowly came out, Wang Feng smelled it, it was almost cooked, tore off a hind leg and began to eat.

Judging by his proficiency, it is obvious that he has been living like this for a long time.

After the meal, Wang Feng lay comfortably in the tent and began to vomit.

Now he doesn't care about posture or movement at all, and it seems to be something as natural as his breathing. Maybe he didn't stop spitting at all.

Raising his hand to look at the small square bag on his left arm, Wang Feng couldn't help but smile bitterly.

The polar cold iron that the breeze sent him was inside. In the past year, Wang Feng has traveled all over the country, looking for skilled craftsmen who can refine it, but he has been disappointed again and again. Except for learning a belly of knowledge about refining and forging weapons, he gained almost nothing.

I can't help but feel cheated in my heart. Sometimes I really want to talk about Emei and Qingfeng theory, but I can't help it.

Wang Feng hasn't been to a big city for a long time, and he basically operates in sparsely populated places.

In the past year, Wang Feng has heard a lot of things about his former wolf army colleagues, all of whom are heroes and heroes. Wang Feng didn't want to entangle with them too much to avoid accidents.

Finally once in a remote mountain village, after Wang Feng used his clever means of rejuvenation to save a seriously ill old man, the old man was well-informed, and when he thanked him, he recognized the polar cold iron that Wang Feng was carrying.

At that time, Wang Feng was surprised and delighted, and was busy asking if there was a way to temper it. The old man shook his head and said, this polar cold iron is the treasure of heaven and earth, which can be refined by ordinary furnace fire, and can only be refined by the true fire of samadhi from within. Only then did Wang Feng give up the search for the craftsman.

Since then, Wang Feng has been hanging it on his arm, constantly inputting internal breath, trying to refine cold iron. After Wang Feng took revenge, he no longer had a goal in life, but this time Qingfeng and the others aroused his fighting spirit, and he was determined to forge the cold iron into a peerless iron sword.

With a goal, Wang Feng has been traveling and practicing medicine in various places since then, his medical skills are excellent, and his internal force heals faster. Some medicinal herbs that no one can pick can be easily obtained by Wang Feng, saving the lives of many people.

This time, I traveled to a wild area and heard that in this misty forest shrouded in poisonous miasma, there was a precious medicinal herb that could live and die flesh and bones, so I decided to come in and have a look.

Wang Feng traveled all over the world and was also accustomed to this kind of life, so he carried some tents and other things with him, which happened to be used in this forest.

After the night, Wang Feng was not in a hurry to find medicine, but watched around.

This forest has been untouched for many years, mainly due to the highly toxic miasma floating above, which is said to rot when it touches the skin, and there is no cure. Wang Feng relied on his profound skills, and forcibly laid an impermeable aura circle half a foot outside his body, and came in all the way.

Years of desertion have made this place a paradise of rare birds and beasts, and all kinds of strange herbs are also extremely strong, and a few plants are a few grades higher than the ones outside. At least in the years, there is no way to compare.

There are also many fierce beasts, but Wang Fengyi is bold, with a handmade machete in hand, and most of the ordinary beasts dare not provoke easily. A few of them have become food in Wang Feng's belly.

After living by the pond for a few days, Wang Feng found a lot of medicinal herbs, and saw that there was nothing worth staying around, so Wang Feng packed his bags and went deeper into it.

After walking for a day or two, I came to a strange place.

The strange thing about it is that it was originally a lush primeval forest, but suddenly a depression appeared, and what is even stranger is that this depression is not a single grass. Revealing the bare surface. It's no wonder that there are no plants, and the exposed parts of the ground are all hard granite.

But Wang Feng also found some other problems.

The whole depression is a huge hexagon, with some strange cracks in the ground, forming a strange pattern. The whole hexagon is two miles in circumference, and you can see that end at a glance.

The hexagonal depression is not really grassy, and with Wang Feng's eyesight, it has been found that in the middle of the hexagon, there is a small piece of earth-colored part, on which a plant grows.

With the experience of collecting medicines, Wang Feng immediately concluded that it was a treasure of heaven and earth.

Thinking of this, Wang Feng couldn't help but be excited, jumped off the hollow, and ran towards the center.

Slowly coming to the center, Wang Feng could already see that it was a fiery red fruit tree. It's a bit too much to call it a fruit tree, but it's a good idea to call it a fruit plant. There is only one red fruit growing on the stem of a grass, which is very strange.

Wang Feng became more and more excited, looking at the shape of this red fruit, the more he looked at it, the more it looked like the 10,000-year-old vermilion fruit recorded in the book. It seems that in this wilderness, because there is no human destruction, the magical power of nature has also given birth to many treasures.

Judging from the present condition of this fruit, it is almost ripe.

Looking around, there was no sign of abnormality.

Wang Feng turned his head, and at this time, the Zhu Guo was ripe. In an instant, Zhu Guo had turned from red to purple, and Wang Feng rushed up with an arrow step to dig up Zhu Guo by the roots.

The ripening time of the 10,000-year-old Zhu Guo was fleeting, Wang Feng grasped it very well, dug it out by the roots, the internal force was everywhere, and the soil fell one after another, revealing a bare grass stem.

Suddenly, there was an alarm, and the knife in his hand was waved out in reflex, and with a "ding" sound, a spark flashed out, and a gray shadow disappeared.

With Wang Feng's eyesight, he immediately saw the true face of this gray shadow.

This gray shadow is a heterogeneous wolf, said to be next to the vermilion fruit to suck the breath of the vermilion fruit, itself is also extremely supernatural, the beast's intuition makes it know the danger of the person in front of it. Although he had been guarding this place for many years, and had eaten many powerful beasts that tried to strengthen the Zhu Guo, no beast could escape its sudden attack.

Seeing that the blow was futile, the beast was not discouraged, and turned around and attacked Wang Feng again. It was its claws that had just collided with Wang Feng's knife that sparked, and this time Wang Feng saw it clearly, it was a claw more than half a foot long. This beast also has some Taoism, and he actually blocked Wang Feng's knife with his flesh and blood drive, but although he didn't cut off his claws, he also suffered a lot.

Wang Feng stretched out his knife to block the wolf's second attack, and slashed the wolf's neck with the back of his knife with his backhand. The wolf roared and was slashed far away. turned around and attacked Wang Feng again.

Wang Feng guarded the door tightly, letting the wild wolf return every time, and at the same time admired the fighting spirit of the wild wolf in his heart, and he was a little sorry for each other.

The wild wolf also realized Wang Feng's power, but he was unwilling to let Zhu Guo, who had been guarding for many years, fall into the hands of others, and kept wandering outside Wang Fengzhang.

Wang Feng saw it interesting and looked at it. One man and one beast, just confronting each other.

After a while, Wang Feng said: "The treasure of heaven and earth must be protected by spirit beasts, you must be the spirit beast that guards this 10,000-year-old vermilion fruit." ”

After thinking about it, the constricted murderous aura was forced out one after another, covering the spirit beast. The spirit beast also gradually felt uneasy, and its body more than eight feet long stepped back step by step.

Wang Feng said to this strange wolf: "Heaven and earth treasures, only the virtuous live. You've been here for years. ”

In the face of his huge pressure, the spirit beast whined a few times, and slowly nodded.

Seeing this, Wang Feng knew that this spirit beast could understand human language, so he liked it even more, and continued: "I know that you have been guarding for many years and are unwilling to be robbed, so I won't fight with you. This zhuguo is for you, and I only need the rhizome. ”

Seeing that the wild wolf was a little unwilling, Wang Feng increased the pressure again: "Although I promised others not to kill people, I never promised not to kill wild beasts, if you dare not agree, I will definitely break you into ten thousand pieces." ”

The murderous aura in his eyes became more and more intense, and the wild wolf couldn't help but tremble, so he had to nod.

Gently flicked at Zhu Guo, and Zhu Guo shot straight into the wolf's mouth like an eye. But he stuffed the rest of the rhizome into his mouth. A man and a wolf all began to breathe in, absorbing the aura of heaven and earth.

The 10,000-year-old Zhu Guo is extremely precious, the flesh and bones of life and death, and those who practice martial arts eat it, which is enough to withstand twenty years of hard work, but it is not put in Wang Feng's eyes. It's just that the rhizome of Zhu Guo is a rare medicine for vitality, although the medicinal effect is not as great as that of Zhu Guo, but it is the root of providing essence and vitality to Zhu Guo, the source of vitality, which is indeed more precious than Zhu Guo for Wang Feng.

When Wang Feng refines the rhizomes, it will greatly increase the capacity of the meridians and the concentration of true qi, and the effect of each exhalation is greater than that of Pingshuo, just because the body absorbs the source of vitality of the 10,000-year-old Zhu Guo.

The wild wolf is quite affected by Zhu Guo, and the original gray coat color has slowly changed to pure white. The claws and teeth that were half a foot long could be slowly retracted, and the body was also shrunk to a length of three feet, like a cute big dog.

After the wild wolf finished pranayama, he immediately turned to face Wang Feng. The minions burst out, and the retracted nails actually stretched out again, and pounced on Wang Feng, probably to avenge Wang Feng's suppression just now.

Wang Feng held a machete, motionless like a mountain, and when the wolf approached, the ghostly shadow of the knife had reached the neck of the wolf. Fortunately, Wang Feng used the back of the knife, and the wild wolf would not die. But it still bounced out.

The wild wolf had eaten Zhu Guo and was really different from before, without pausing at all, turning around and pounced again.

Wang Feng didn't use the back of the knife this time, but switched to the blade, and with another knife, he pounced and split the wolf away. There was not even a trace of blood on the wolf's body, and Wang Feng's machete couldn't hurt the wolf.

The wild wolf was even more arrogant, opened his teeth and claws, and turned to Wang Feng's left hand to pounce.

Wang Feng was furious, luck was in the knife, his body turned ghostly, and the blade was brought over the wolf, and the internal force was everywhere, bringing up a blood flower.

The wolf barked and lay aside. Wang Feng's murderous aura surged over like an earth-shattering surge, and the wild wolf didn't dare to get up, dragging the wound away, trembling and moving back. I finally knew the power of the killing star in front of me.

Wang Feng intended to subdue the wild wolf, and this time he left no room for it, and the powerful momentum of the wild wolf no longer dared to resist again. After eating Zhu Guo, the wild wolf's skin and flesh were already steely, but he couldn't stop Wang Feng's luck, and the wild wolf was already convinced. The snow-white head kept knocking on the ground, hoping that Wang Feng would let it go.

Wang Feng retracted his murderous aura, and the wild wolf dared to get up from the ground and slowly walked to Wang Feng's side. For a person who can easily kill himself, it really doesn't dare to have any dissent.

Wang Feng reached out and touched the wolf's head, gently moved the edge of the wolf's wound, and entered a breath of true qi, the wound gradually scarred, and returned to its original state in a blink of an eye.

The wild wolf stretched out his tongue and licked Wang Feng's hand, Wang Feng touched it and said, "You follow me in the future, there are some people I can't kill, you can kill them for me." He looked at the wild wolf lying at his feet, and said, "I will call you Bai Xue in the future, what do you think?" Bai Xue immediately whined and agreed, nodding more than once.

Wang Feng put his things in order and shouted, "Bai Xue, let's go!"

Suddenly, there was a sudden fluctuation in the entire depression, and colored light came out from the cracks, which instantly enveloped the entire depression.

The ground spun as it swhirled, and a whirlpool emerged from the snow's feet, slowly sucking it in. Bai Xue screamed, looking at Wang Feng with a distress look, Wang Feng didn't think twice, reached out and grabbed Bai Xue's front legs, trying to pull Bai Xue out. saw that the whirlpool was slowly expanding, and even Wang Feng fell into it.

Wang Feng hurriedly urged his internal force and wanted to jump out, but the whirlpool seemed to have a huge suction force that sucked him firmly. In the blink of an eye, it didn't top.

The glowing hollow gradually darkened, but the original granite ground was shattered into earth, and with a bang, it rained in the sky, and after washing, a green grass grew in the hollow, without any trace of Wang Feng and snow.

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