"No matter what, even if there are thousands of difficulties, they can't stop my cultivation path. Xiao Feng shook his head, closed his eyes and continued to practice.

It is impossible for him not to practice because he is afraid of leaking secrets, in that case, it makes no difference whether he wants Xiao Ding or not.

And if he wants to practice, he can't be afraid of the head and tail, otherwise how can he continue to practice.

Putting aside distracting thoughts, Xiao Feng didn't think about the future, he just wanted to practice to the Great Perfection of Artistic Conception as soon as possible, ask the little old man for the exercises of the Painting God Period, and then leave this ghost place.

Time is spent day by day under the sound of mining. In the blink of an eye, Xiao Feng ushered in the fifth winter of mine life.

Xiao Feng couldn't remember what the sky looked like under the sun, the cold winter season was nothing more than when he practiced, he felt that the aura between heaven and earth was a little stronger, which was also the original practice of his cultivation of the cold attribute.

Because of this, he is not afraid of the cold, and his life is as usual, but five years of underground life have made his skin slightly pale.

To say that the biggest change is his long bunched hair, Xiao Feng, who was flat-haired at the beginning, now has long hair up to his waist, and he simply tied his long hair into a braid with a turban.

But because of this, Xiao Feng now looks more like a person from this world, if he doesn't say it, I'm afraid no one will know that he is from the earth.

In the past four years, Xiao Feng's life can be said to have remained the same, and it can also be said that it has changed a lot.

First of all, his relationship with Zhao Youliang has gradually improved, and he is no longer always straight-faced, and Zhao Youliang will no longer say anything like the death of his whole family, because Zhao Youliang already knows that Xiao Feng may have died of his whole family, so naturally he will not pick on his injuries again.

In addition, the relationship between him and the little old man Feng An and Feng Shibo has also become much warmer, Xiao Feng not only got a lot of spells from him, but also some little old man's cultivation experience. This also made Xiao Feng's cultivation improve by leaps and bounds, and also made Xiao Ding's secret barely have an excuse.

And in the past four years, Xiao Feng's cultivation has reached the Yin Dimension Vein, and the cultivation of the later stage of the Five Veins in the Artistic Conception Period.

In Xiao Feng's opinion, his own cultivation is really insignificant, and the other people who came with him at the beginning have already possessed his current cultivation realm within half a year. And it took Xiao Feng more than five years to have his current cultivation and realm.

The biggest credit for this has to be the miraculous effect of Xiao Ding, otherwise it would be very good for him to be able to cultivate the three veins now.

Zhao Youliang is only in the realm of the second vein, which is still the result of Xiao Feng's influence and following the practice every day.

Every time Xiao Feng made a breakthrough in his cultivation, the little old man would look at him in surprise for a long time, and then curiously asked him how he practiced.

Xiao Feng naturally shared all the credit on the little old man, blindly saying that it was all taught by Uncle Feng.

But the little old man knew that this place was not comparable to the sect, and the difficulty of cultivating here was at least ten times that of the sect.

If Xiao Feng can practice in the door, with the qualifications he has shown, it may be difficult to paint gods for five years, but it is not difficult to achieve great perfection in artistic conception.

This also made the little old man scold Tian Xin and Lin Cheng for a long time, and sent a personal disciple to mine, which was simply ruined.

Indeed, if you look at it according to the normal situation, in the environment of the mine, you can cultivate to the late stage of the five veins of artistic conception in five years, this is still an achievement without the help of resources, and it is indeed extremely qualified, and it can be called a personal disciple in the Dustless Sect, and even surpassed.

But being sent to mine did make the little old man feel aggrieved for Xiao Feng.

However, Xiao Feng knew his own situation, and without Xiao Ding's assistance, he was not much better than Zhao Youliang.

Naturally, I can only say that this is the disciple's life, and I can't blame others.

In the past four years, there has also been a small incident, which is related to Zhao Youliang's big black rat. It even aroused the fear and suspicion of everyone in the mine for a time.

For this reason, Xiao Feng did not talk to Zhao Youliang for three months, and in the end, it was the little old man who came forward to settle the matter.

In fact, it's not a big deal, it's just that the big mouse is pregnant and gives birth to a litter of small mice, and it was born in Xiao Feng's bed.

Even the little mice here usually feel poor and sour, don't come to join in the fun, this big mouse is obviously extraordinary, how can it be pregnant by itself.

So Zhao Youliang wanted to find out the father of the nest of rats, and as a result, the entire mine was suspicious.

The first to bear the brunt is Xiao Feng, and the most powerful evidence is the cubs born by the big mouse in Xiao Feng's bed.

But Xiao Feng felt that it was a good thing done by Zhao Youliang, and dared to slander him, although he couldn't beat him up, but Xiao Feng felt that talking to Zhao Youliang was a great shame.

As Zhao Youliang's suspicions deepened, the entire mine blamed each other, and all kinds of strange evidence appeared in an endless stream, and in the end, it was suspected of the little old man.

The reason is also very convincing, other people work hard every day, only he is the most idle, as the so-called full of food and thoughts, only he has the conditions.

Fighting back and forth, when a litter of little mice can run around, the little old man appeared on the stage, and came to recognize his relatives with a drop of blood.

Xiao Feng didn't know if this method was reliable, but the final result was that the blood of the rat and the blood of Zhao Youliang fused together. This made Zhao Youliang cry and wipe away his tears for several days, saying that the little old man had wronged him.

After Xiao Feng applied to the little old man several times to live separately from Zhao Youliang to no avail, he could only meditate and practice every day, as long as Zhao Youliang dared to approach him, he would split with an ice blade.

This incident also made the originally dead mine a little more lively.

Xiao Feng put away the iron pickaxe, lifted the storage bag, and walked towards the cave hall.

"It's done, what spell are you going to learn today, or do you want to learn something. The little old man seemed to be in a particularly good mood today, and as soon as he saw Xiao Feng, he took the initiative to ask.

Usually, when Xiao Feng reminded him, he would take out a spell and teach Xiao Feng a certain spell on it.

"Uncle Shi, I won't learn spells today, my disciple is ready to retreat and break through the late stage of the Yin Dimensional Vein. Ask my uncle for a leave, and ask my uncle for permission. Xiao Feng shook his head and said.

His current cultivation is not something that can be completed in a day or two, and every breakthrough takes several days. The little old man who didn't ask for leave must be angry, and the relationship that was finally maintained, Xiao Feng was unwilling to destroy it.

"Are you going to break through again? Lin Cheng and Tian Xin are really evil, take a genius disciple to top a waste, if you let the head know, you will definitely be angry to death. The little old man said indignantly.

Xiao Feng heard this, but he didn't answer, and quietly listened to the little old man.

But even after listening to it so many times, Xiao Feng still felt that every time he heard it, he couldn't help but blush. The water level of his genius disciple is really not ordinarily high.