Chapter 6: Collecting Herbs and Elixir Mountains - Medium
In the starry night, Fenglin rushed out of the Bird Forest full of poisonous insects alone, and he stumbled along the way, never meeting any tree snakes and poisonous insects that came to harass him. It's just that outside the woods, Fenglin was dumbfounded. He also took the wrong exit due to being disoriented.
Through the moonlight of the night, Feng Lin saw that all around him was a large barren mountain made of stones and dirt, and this place looked even more barren than the West Wind Ridge he had passed by when he came. Because here, there is not a trace of vegetation and creatures in the wind.
"This, this is too desolate!"
Facing the boundless Great Barren Ridge, Feng Lin shivered.
But he had no second choice, so he finally escaped from the Bird Forest, all by the smell of poison-avoiding medicine on his body.
At this moment, Fenglin was sniffing his clothes, but he couldn't smell anything anymore. If he entered this Absolute Bird Forest alone, he would soon become the belly of the incomparably sinister and ferocious tree snakes.
The Absolute Bird Forest is the nest of the tree snake, which is known to everyone in the entire Jiangnan River, and only one adult tree snake here can be a martial artist in the Xuantu Realm, and it is impossible to walk through the Absolute Bird Forest unharmed without enough strength.
The tree snake is also a very intelligent and powerful poisonous insect, not only highly poisonous, stealthy and brisk, but also has a super high IQ, and knows how to avoid the strong and the weak.
Thinking of this, Feng Lin looked at the gloomy bird forest behind him again, and gave him goosebumps.
"I'd better spend the night in this barren mountain! My dignified young master will have such an embarrassing day, I miss my father and mother!"
Fenglin's endless grievances circled in his stomach, but he had nowhere to tell, as a manly husband, although he knew that the man had tears and did not flick it, he couldn't help his fear and grievances, and squeezed out a few tears sadly.
"Oh, I cried!"
Feng Lin wiped away the tears from his cheeks, his eyes were red, and he knew he couldn't cry.
In this barren mountain where birds don't, Feng Lin knows that he has to conserve the only remaining physical strength, and only when he gets out of this barren mountain can he have a chance to live.
Fenglin, a boy who was still a teenager, took off his gray coat and was a long coat. After walking for dozens of meters, he suddenly got up and jumped onto a boulder.
"It's not easy to walk in the dark, so let's rest here tonight!"
Fenglin bent to one side, his body lying on the boulder, and the long coat in his hand had become a thin quilt covering his body.
It has been four hours of rapid travel, although Fenglin has been sleeping for a day, he can't help but feel a little sleepy in the middle of the night, and gradually falls asleep in the cold night.
In the process of sleeping, Feng Lin inadvertently remembered the master's teachings a long time ago, and the lines of mantras and mental methods also made Feng Lin remember them all, and he seemed to have returned to five years ago.
It's a pity that the master only taught him for two years, and he has already fallen into the world, and he is replaced by Feng Tianlin, the master of the three mansions of the Feng family, that is, Feng Bo, who cares about himself greatly.
Day 2:
Feng Lin suddenly woke up from his dream, and the robe that was used as a quilt was also thrown aside by him.
"Master, I've seen your old man!"
Feng Lin sat on the boulder and woke up in a daze, still talking to himself.
Feng Lin clearly remembered what he had dreamed about last night, the mantra, the mental method, and his dead master.
Although Master is strict with him on weekdays, he also cares about him very much, as if he were his own son. Master Kazaki is not only his own uncle, but also his mentor.
Thinking that five years ago, Feng Lin underwent the family spirit testing ceremony, and the result was that he had no spiritual energy in his body, and he was regarded as a waste by the family. If he can't cultivate spiritual power, it means that he can't become a strong person, let alone the inheritor of the family. For a while, Fenglin was snubbed everywhere, and he was extremely aggrieved, until Uncle Taki found the precious psychic grass for him to try, and he opened the door to the aura hidden in his body.
Later, Uncle Taki also personally accepted him as an apprentice and taught him the internal skills and mental methods without reservation, so that he had rapid changes and growth.
Later, two years later, Feng Lin, who still hadn't opened the gate of the Xuantu Realm, was practicing his mind in the mansion, but he received the bad news that he was both a master and an uncle, as well as the bad news of his own brother. The two were killed in the legendary Snow Camel Ridge in the north of the mainland, and their bones remained.
As for the cause of the death of the master and the elder brother, the father and mother never told Fenglin, only told him to cherish his life and not to have any hope for the hopeless revenge.
The death of the master made Feng Lin sad for a while, but the death of his brother made Feng Lin receive more care from the family.
Another three years have passed, and Feng Lin went out with Feng Bo with his parents' expectations, in order to prove to his father and mother that he had grown up and become a real spiritual cultivator.
At this time, Du Fenglin, who was sitting on the boulder, was already full of tears, and he couldn't help crying. There's no better place for him to vent his emotions and cry to his heart's content. The death of his master and brother not only aroused his sadness, but also made him feel how weak he was, and he should prove himself to the world, and he was already a brilliant and independent man at this time.
Wiping away his tears, Fenglin stood up like a sturdy eagle, and he followed the sun to look into the distance.
Feng Lin still couldn't see the edge of the barren ridge, he lightly jumped off the boulder, picked up the gray robe he had just dropped and put it back on.
Holding back his hunger and hunger, Fenglin regained his direction as a man and ran quickly in the direction of the rising sun.
Even though Feng Lin hadn't eaten anything for nearly two days, as a first-tier realm of the Xuantu Realm, he could still hold on. Starving and freezing is a necessary lesson for becoming a cultivator in the Xuantu Realm, three days is qualified, and five days is excellent. Feng Lin has a heavy body in the Xuantu Realm at this time, and it is not a problem to be hungry for five or six days.
Outside the West Wind Ridge:
A group of herb-collecting convoys with a large number of people and horses entered the West Wind Ridge in a mighty manner. The view here is wide, the grass and trees are sparse, and the water sources and mountains are abundant.
The Feng family and his entourage like this place very much. The only drawback is that this West Wind Ridge is the territory of wild wolves, and most pedestrians passing by are chased and killed by wolves. However, he has nearly a hundred people in his dignified Feng family, and the number of them is more than that of the wolf pack, and the wolves of the West Wind Ridge do not dare to provoke his Feng family's horse convoy even if they have ten dares.
The convoy passed by a shallow lake, and the young chief Fan Tai suddenly asked the lord of the Fengxiao Mansion on the side: "Mansion Master, do we stop here to rest for a while, this lake can just quench the thirst of our people." ”
"Nephew Fantai, you are out again, just call me Uncle Xiao now. But this place is really good, and your suggestions can be considered. ”
Feng Xiao replied kindly.
"Yes, Uncle Xiao. ”
Fan Tai smiled, then turned to the group behind him and shouted: "Everyone take a break by the lake, we are continuing on the road." ”
The crowd cheered, and the convoy sped to the shallow lake to rest.
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