Xu Feng cares a lot about the care of this wolf, for such a small child, this seems to be a great pleasure and something that should be done. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info but in fact, it was particularly badly injured. The entire hind limb is almost broken.

The little meat and snacks that Xu Feng scavenged from all over the village, as well as the little things he learned from Nameless, could only be a drop in the bucket, and it was difficult to have any great effect and effect.

It's also because this wolf is so good, with the help of children, he gets better faster. In about half a month, he no longer has to lie down and can move a little. Xu Feng, who saw this, was so happy.

Because he likes this wolf too much, the purple hair, the domineering and mighty spirit, it is simply like a wolf god, which makes him appreciate it very much, and it is fortunate that people are busy dealing with some problems left by the wolf pack in the village during this time, and they did not come here, so they can let it recover from its injuries so quietly.

After about a month, this wolf has completely recovered, and it is still the same as before, and the happiest thing Xu Feng does every day is to run here to watch its mighty appearance. Then let it take itself to see the wider world out there. More animals.

He always rode carefully on its neck, watching hundreds of wolves gallop before his eyes, looking at the beautiful scenery below from the top of the mountain, and feeling the freedom like the wind in the process of galloping.

He loved it. In the same way, I like this wolf too.

"Hey, my parents call me Xu Feng, what's your name!" A huge bright moon hung in the sky, it raised its head and roared, and the loud voice came out far and wide, as if it had magical power, which made Xu Feng suddenly feel particularly cold and solemn.

This is the spirit that belongs to the wolf king.

But this kind of spirit doesn't seem to have much deterrent effect on Xu Feng, he thought of the name of the problem, and his little heart seems to be so obsessed with thinking that as long as it is an existential lifeform, there should be a name.

But the wolf won't answer, it doesn't even know what a name is. Just looking up at the bright moon in the sky.

"Then let's do it, I'll call you Purple Moon, okay. He thought to himself, regardless of Dang Chen'en's opinion, "You see that you are a wolf, of course you like the moon, and your purple body is correspondingly to this moon's appearance, just called Purple Moon, how good!"

Ahh...........h

Its long hiss seemed to say something.

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The time of childhood, at least in the same year before the age of five, was Xu Feng's only pleasure. And the rest of the time, he usually has to do some things at home. Of course, he doesn't think so.

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"Feng'er, have you learned the swordsmanship taught to you today?"

"Well," he always replied in a trembling voice, for his father was always so stern in front of him that he would not allow him to make the slightest mistake, and of course he admitted that this kind of strictness that he had carried out since childhood had made him much more serious in his work, and at the same time rarely made mistakes.

"Show me the practice!"

In front of their house, there is a martial arts training ground specially made for him by his father, which has all kinds of props needed for practice, such as wooden stakes and iron pillars, all of which are for him to exercise his strength and exercise his body.

Here he repeats all the tasks his father has given him over and over again.

He didn't like it, but he did a good job. In his impression, his father is a very strict and strict person, he is always afraid, but inexplicably there is a kind of closeness, he doesn't want to do things he doesn't like, but he has a special desire to see his father's smile. At that time, his little heart will be very satisfied.

This was his life until he was six years old, exercising hard, eating hard, and keeping the wolf company.

"Feng'er, come here!" On the day of the six-year-old, Nameless called him very seriously, and he realized that something very important might have happened, because his mother, who had always been kind and kind, was also standing there very seriously. The air suddenly became heavy, as if what a great task it was.

"Yes, father. Because of the years of exercise, his body is extraordinarily strong, just like a calf as strong, six years old, under the indoctrination of his father and his own understanding, he began to understand human feelings, began to understand the meaning of the words hard work, and is no longer so willful. At this age, he has a rare steadyness.

"From today onwards, your father will start teaching you to practice?"

"Cultivation, what is it?" Xu Feng looked at the two of them with very puzzled eyes. He didn't understand the concept of cultivation at all, and the world he knew was not what it was now? Why didn't he hear others say what cultivation meant?

"Cultivation is a very profound way of cultivation, cultivating to an extremely high level, you can do many things that ordinary people can't do, you can kill people a hundred miles away, you don't need to eat, you can fly to the sky, and you can even live forever........ Xu Feng will never forget the tremor in his little heart when his father told him these things again.

"Can that make others immortal?" this didn't seem to be the outcome and answer that Nameless wanted. But what Xu Feng said was really serious.

"Feng'er, why do you ask that?" Xu Mo always loves Xu Feng the most, she is like the last warm harbor in the wind and rain, making him feel safe and assured.

"Because I want my father and mother to live forever, so that we can always be together!" he said seriously, and he also thought it was the most important thing. He doesn't care what the cultivation is, what he wants is to be with his parents, to be together forever, and that's enough.

However, it is a pity that he did not receive the approval of his parents. Instead, it was a heavier depression, and he knew that it was his father, and he was angry.

"The big husband is ambitious in all directions, how can he be stumped by these small branches, it is difficult for the erector to become a big thing, go outside and kneel until tomorrow morning!" His father's anger caught him by surprise and overwhelmed him, was this wrong? Looking up at his father, all he was left with was a majestic back. Fathers will always be like this.

Xu Mo looked at him with a smile on the side, at least this was an encouragement and approval. Perhaps his mother would approve of his idea.

For his father, he has always been obedient, and this kind of thing is not once or twice, and he will not blame his father, because he knows that these are all for his good, so he does it very calmly.

In this small mountain village, at night in the middle of this mountain range, his tall body knelt like this, facing this door, facing his own question, what is the purpose of cultivation, what is he for, although he still knows nothing, but the answer to this question is so serious and clear.

The sky suddenly became cloudy, followed by a strong wind, flying sand and rocks, and then thunder and lightning, wind and rain, and the door of the little hut was never opened. He knew that his parents were standing on the other side of the window at this time, looking at him like this. They also feel sorry for themselves, how can he not see so many things since he was a child.

It's just that there are some things, they really hope that Xu Feng can do it well. Able to recognize.

On the other side of the Purple Mountain, on the highest cliff, there was also a huge wolf drenched in the rain, and its purple hair looked particularly extraordinary in the dark night. He stood here like a patron saint, looking at the child's body from afar.