Time passed, the sunlight was no longer so dazzling, it became a little softer, and the little white fox had already eaten enough, lying beside Lin Feng and squinting his eyes slightly.

Lin Feng's right hand had already been covered with the ointment that the old man had asked him to prepare before, and after recovering his spirits, Lin Feng stood up and wanted to leave.

The little white fox saw Lin Feng stand up, his eyes flashed slyly, and he suddenly ran to Lin Feng's side, bit Lin Feng's trouser leg with his teeth, and pulled hard.

Lin Feng couldn't help but be a little puzzled, but seeing that it was still early, and the white fox was pulling him to the location of the demon tiger he killed yesterday, the old man didn't say anything, so he walked slowly.

Walking into the distance, Lin Feng saw that the corpse of the demon tiger had already been *, the wreckage was scattered on the ground, and several wild dogs were gnawing on the remaining flesh and bones.

Seeing this somewhat bloody scene for a while, Lin Feng couldn't help but want to vomit, his face turned pale, and the little white fox was still dragging Lin Feng with great interest, as if he wanted Lin Feng to help him fight away those snatchers.

The little white fox put on a pitiful look, and as soon as he turned around, he saw Lin Feng's appearance, and couldn't help but be a little surprised and puzzled.

In its opinion, these scenes that made Lin Feng scared and disgusted were very normal, not only was it a little confused, but it also thought that Lin Feng didn't dare to "help" it.

I was just about to rub my head to comfort this frightened friend, signaling him that it was okay, and that if he couldn't do it, he would help him hunt more every day, so that he would not have to worry about these "robbers".

Suddenly, it saw two green rays of light shining in the darkness in the grass not far away, and it knew that it was a very difficult animal in the forest—a wolf.

The little white fox hurriedly bit Lin Feng and prepared to slip away.

Lin Feng, who had just come to his senses, was bitten and couldn't help but be a little angry, "Although it doesn't hurt this time, I helped you hunt the prey, and you actually treated me like this?"

Before he could start looking for the white fox, Lin Feng couldn't help but feel that there was a strange flow in the air, and he was not allowed to think, a wolf howl sounded, and a wolf flew out of the grass in front of him.

Lin Feng already had an intuition, and when he heard the wolf's howl at this moment, he quickly retreated, and at the same time, he couldn't help but secretly think in his heart, "This wolf is too stupid, didn't I find it earlier, this is also called a predator......?"

Before he could finish laughing at the wolf, a strong air current came from behind him, and from the right, a wolf claw with sharp nails grabbed it.

Lin Feng had the intention to dodge, but just now in order to quickly leave the wolf's attack range, he swept backwards, and now he was in mid-air, unable to dodge the attack of this other wild wolf.

Seeing that the wolf claw was coming, it was about to slap on Lin Feng's neck, a thin layer of golden light suddenly appeared, and the wolf claw hit it, and the golden light that seemed to be thinner than paper did not move at all.

The wolf let out a wail and fell to the ground, the sharp fingertips of its right claw snapped, but instinct still made it try to stand up, but it fell again.

"What do you want! Kill that wolf quickly. The old man roared. He was resting, and suddenly a sense of crisis came, and he unconsciously defended, but he didn't expect that this time it would cost him a trace of soul power.

His soul power was scattered before, and there were less than a hundred threads left in his hands, and in addition to his own cultivation, his soul power could only be obtained by killing demon beasts and monks.

And now he doesn't even have a body, he can't cultivate his soul power at all, and he can only absorb it by relying on Lin Feng to kill demon beasts.

In the past two days, Lin Feng had killed only one first-order demon tiger, and the soul power he had obtained was less than a trace, and now he had directly lost a trace, and he couldn't help but be a little annoyed.

In fact, if the old man hadn't lost his memory, he could have suppressed this anger in his heart, and then coaxed Lin Feng to help him kill more demon beasts.

But now he only has the memories of the time before he was eighty years old and some of the memories of the exercises.

And he was born in a big family, and he had a good talent, and these remnant memories were almost all the process of cultivation, resulting in him almost not knowing how to control others and let others serve him.

Many of his judgments were made in the light of the current situation and his mutilated memories.

For example, the fate method given to Lin Feng, in his memory, this exercise was one of the several exercises he minored in, and it was obtained by him in a vast inheritance.

Thousands of people in that lineage received the exercise, and some of these people went back and passed it on, either for sale, or as a gift, or for trading.

He estimated that there were at least tens of thousands of people who knew it now, and the entire Mu Empire was only worth 500,000 people in total, so he taught Lin Feng this technique.

As for the two spells of Qi Induction Technique and Tiger Crane Double Form Attack, he did not have reservations, these two spells were indeed not weak spells among low-level monks, but in his eyes, he was no longer of the low-level level when he was in his fifties, and he really looked down on these two spells.