Chapter 9 Searching for the Roots

Recalling the scene he felt with his spiritual power in the dantian before and the pain that occurred afterward, the discomfort of hot and cold torment, Xiao Lin Feng understood what was going on, so he was very worried about the situation inside his body's dantian, and decided to investigate again. So he adjusted his breathing, condensed his spirit into his body, and entered the dantian again to observe cautiously. I saw that the dantian was still the same as before, the left and right sides were divided into two halves, and both sides tried their best to restrain themselves, standing still, and keeping calm. Xiao Lin Feng could see that the calm on both sides was most likely due to the yellow bone particles that were suspended. Looking at the bone particles that were slightly released by the yellow light, he couldn't help but concentrate, pulling his spiritual power into filaments and probing the yellow grains. The spiritual filaments gradually approached, but when they approached the yellow grains, the yellow grains suddenly dimmed, as if they had opened their minds, quickly retreated, and flowed non-stop, and quickly sank into the depths of the dantian, hidden in the sea of ice and fire, and there was no way to hide. The filament condensed by Xiao Lin Feng's spirit just wanted to chase in, but in an instant, the cold surged, and the cold rushed straight in, wrapping the spiritual filament, Xiao Lin Feng's consciousness disappeared in an instant, and the person had withdrawn from the state of inner vision. Xiao Lin Feng's mouth was bloody, his hands and feet were cold, he was finally sure that the yellow grain was playing tricks, but he was still extremely arrogant in his body, and he didn't let himself check it, and even if he hadn't practiced the inner vision method, he wouldn't know about his existence. This made him particularly indignant, but he also seemed so helpless about it, and secretly said that he was hateful, and he believed that he would one day be able to clean up the hateful yellow grain. Dare to live in without greeting him, and dare to eat the overlord meal without paying the rent? When he has the ability, how can he let it pay back with the principal and interest, and cheat some oil out. Xiao Lin Feng secretly made up his mind and set himself the ultimate goal of blackmailing this uninvited guest.

Xiao Lin Feng checked his body thoroughly, but he didn't find any problems, and all the functions of his body were still a little stronger, so he would settle down. He stood up and carefully felt the flow of breath inside and outside his body through the subtle changes in his senses. Since learning the inner vision method, Xiao Lin Feng feels that his vision has become wider and wider, his ears and eyes are much smarter, and his memory has been significantly enhanced, and the most direct thing is that the meteorological changes between the heavens and the earth have become frequent and complicated from being able to feel a little subtle, and the broken wind is blowing, and he can feel that every cell is breathing regularly.

"Is this the method of the Immortal Family? And it's just the foundation, so how powerful will the spell after the foundation be, how powerful will it be?" Xiao Lin Feng muttered to himself and walked out of the cave, looking around, at this time the sky was already dark, he was busy wrapping the three books with a tarpaulin, put them away closely, and picked up the iron sword that was stuck in the ground and carried it on his back. Stopping to look at the huge snake skeleton in the distance, Xiao Lin Feng suddenly thought of what was mentioned in the Strange Beast Record, took off the sword, stepped forward, lightly picked open the blood mouth of the red fire python, pried off its two poisonous fangs, and then waved the iron sword along the lines of the bones on the back of the snake, and performed the Dafa of Ku Ding to solve the ox, and skillfully dissected the red fire python. Xiao Lin Feng cut off three large pieces of snake scale skin, carefully wrapped the poisonous fangs with snake scale skin, did not let them get flesh, and carried them on his side. After dealing with these, Xiao Lin Feng raised his head and looked up at the top of the cliff along the cliff, full of melancholy, how familiar those figures were in the past, and the laughter and laughter of the past and present had all dissipated. I was left alone to walk in this world, lonely, with empty thoughts. At this moment, his thoughts touched his thoughts, filling his mind, and he burst into tears and his eyes were blurred. Xiao Lin Feng secretly decided that before he went to find the gate of Xixia Mountain, he urgently needed to go back to the village or go to Black Rock City to find out the news, and then go to see the land that made him feel nightmares, and see if those people who got along day and night were still alive?

The north wind howled overnight, and the leaves were gone, leaving only straight trunks and bare branches swaying gently. It seems to tell the bloom and lushness of the past, and the husband and things are numerous, each returning to its roots, returning to the root and quiet, and quietly returning to life. Winter is a season to return to your roots. All things are negative yin and embrace yang, which is rooted in the deep roots of the soul of the tree.

On the sparse and low trunks of trees, figures scurry. The young man hung an iron sword on his back, ** on his upper body, the muscles of his whole body were tense, but he could leap as light as a swallow. Flickered a few times, flipped lightly in mid-air, and stood firmly on the trunk of the tree, the boy was Xiao Lin Feng. The handsome twelve-year-old boy in front of him, regardless of the wind and rain, or the infestation of wild beasts, he survived safely. Hungry to gnaw a mountain fruit, thirsty to drink a few sips of spring water, half a month of training, not only did not wear out his will, but made him gradually mature and capable, and his spirit was outgoing, which was different from ordinary people. Xiaolin Feng did not stop, a few leaps in succession, climbed the high post, stopped to look, and his own village in the distance jumped into view. The village is silent, and the scorched earth is thick and dark. In mid-air, the crows circled in flocks, squeaking and squeaking, and the sound of mourning was thunderous. The scene was in his heart, and Xiao Lin Feng's heart hurt, and he jumped off the high post urgently and rushed towards the village.

Not far away, the road ahead widened, and the muddy path suddenly appeared, potholes and water, making it very difficult to walk. Stepping lightly on the dirt road can leave a shallow footprint, splashing muddy water, mixed with the fragrance of wisps of grass. Xiao Lin Feng stood at the entrance of the barren stone village, unable to let go for a long time, the harmonious and peaceful pictures in his mind flashed like a glimpse of floating light, full of memories, and now facing the devastated scene in front of him, like the nightmare of Shura's hell, the gap between them is so large that it is difficult for people to calm the anger in their hearts for a long time. Xiao Lin Feng rushed into the village like a fly, searching for the people in the village from house to house, looking around and shouting, but no one answered.

"Strange, how could there be no one? No, there was not even a single dead body in the village, there should be other possibilities. Old man Liu, yes, he must still be alive, he is the first to be alert and warn. Xiao Lin Feng looked at the quiet empty alley, puzzled. I saw that most of the houses in the village were burned beyond recognition, and the blackened and collapsed beams emitted a burning smell and bursts of nostrils. Everywhere you can see mottled blood stains that have long dried up and coagulated into black blood clots, and these signs are indelible to show that once, right here, in this village, in the village of Arashi, there was a massacre by any means. Xiao Lin Feng was full of tears and ran to the residence of the old man Lin Liu behind the village. remembered that if Old Man Liu hadn't desperately covered his escape, he would not have escaped the clutches of the devil and survived. Thinking of this, Xiao Lin Feng was extremely angry. He suppressed his anger and walked to the thatched hut, and the first thing he saw was that nothing had changed outside the hut made him breathe a sigh of relief. He stepped forward quickly, pushed the door and entered the house, only to find that it was empty, and the tables and chairs in the room were broken and staggered. There were several knife marks carved on the broken tables and chairs, and the back wall of the thatched hut had collapsed, and Kobayashi Feng initially estimated the scene at that time, his fists clenched, and he was furious. He was busy taking deep breaths, his mind calm. He quietly observed the operation of the breath in his body, felt the subtle changes in the outside world, and tried to suppress the raging anger in his heart, observing the mind and pranayama over and over again to control the balance between the inside and outside of the breath. After about half a burnt incense time, Xiao Lin Feng was about to breathe well and exhaled a long mouthful of turbidity. And at this moment, the subtle human voice came in clearly, Xiao Lin Feng became vigilant, opened his eyes, rushed out of the back wall, and looked for the sound, the sound was getting closer and closer, he leaned against the low wall, and looked in the direction of the sound. I saw that in the back mountain, there were two figures flickering, as if they were burying the stinky corpse, and from time to time peeling off some valuable items from the corpse, their faces were full of greed and banter.