In a deep mountain near the Earth Spirit Sect, a young man in blue was holding an axe and chopping wood here.

This blue-clothed young man is Yang Feng, who has been chopping firewood here for more than half a month.

Half a month ago, he went to the residence of the registered disciples, where there was a senior uncle Wang who managed all the registered disciples.

This Uncle Wang is smiling at everyone he is, and he seems to be very kind, but in fact he is a veritable smiling tiger.

Senior Uncle Wang was in his sixties, and his cultivation had stayed in the late stage of Qi cultivation for many years, and he had long since stopped paying attention to cultivation, and all he thought about all day long was how to get some benefits from the hands of the registered disciples.

It was because Yang Feng didn't have any good things on him, and Uncle Wang saw that he couldn't get oil and water from him, so he told Yang Feng that the registered disciple who had just started had to go to the mountains to chop wood in the first month.

After seeing what happened to Wang Ran, Yang Feng understood that he had to act carefully in the Earth Spirit Sect, and Uncle Wang was obviously the Earth Emperor among the registered disciples, so he could only do what he said.

Every morning at dawn he would go out to chop wood, and he would not go back until it was completely dark, and he had no complaints about it.

In the past half a month, while going up the mountain to chop wood, Yang Feng was also cultivating the ** skills issued to him by the sect.

Although there is a big difference between this ** Gong and the exercises that he has practiced in the family to induce qi into the body, it may be the reason for the accumulation that Yang Feng has not encountered any obstacles in his cultivation.

These days, it is getting easier and easier for his body to communicate with the aura of the outside world, and the aura stays in the body for longer and longer, and Yang Feng feels that he will be able to draw qi into his body immediately.

After chopping firewood for a long time, Yang Feng felt a little hungry, but the few steamed buns he brought in the morning had already been eaten.

He walked into the mountains to see if there were any wild fruits or something to satisfy his hunger.

After walking into the depths of the woods for a while, Yang Feng didn't find anything to eat, so he walked forward for a distance.

Before he knew it, he had gone a little farther, and when he wanted to return the way he came, he found himself lost.

He looked around, trying to remember the path he had taken.

After looking at it for a while, he walked in one direction, but as he walked, Yang Feng felt that the road was getting narrower and narrower, and he was obviously walking on flat ground, but he had a feeling of climbing a mountain.

Suddenly, Yang Feng felt as if something had appeared behind him, and when he looked back, the road behind him had disappeared, and some were just strangely shaped rocks one after another.

Yang Feng was shocked: "What's going on? Could it be that I accidentally broke into some formation?"

There was no other way out, only this narrow path ahead, and he had to go forward.

After walking along this road for about half an hour, Yang Feng felt that the road had changed from up to down, and he seemed to be walking another downhill road.

The surrounding mountains and forests were very silent, without the slightest sound, Yang Feng only felt his hairs stand on end, and his heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

Although he was very scared in his heart, Yang Feng had no other way but to walk forward.

After walking forward for a while, the road ahead gradually became wider, Yang Feng was overjoyed when he saw this, and couldn't help but speed up his pace.

Not long after walking, there was the sound of running water in front of him, and Yang Feng rushed forward.

When he ran over, he noticed a waterfall falling from the sky not far away.

This waterfall is nearly 100 zhang wide, and there is no end in sight when you go up, and it seems to fall from the sky, and you can only hear the sound of flowing water hitting the rocks when you stand here.

After coming here, there were a few more roads nearby, and Yang Feng thought about choosing another one and quickly leaving this ghost place.

But before he could move, the waterfall in front of him suddenly opened a crack ten zhang in size, and two golden figures flew out of it.

Seeing someone appear, Yang Feng immediately hid behind a rock and secretly looked at the two figures in front of the waterfall.

But somehow, Yang Feng could only see them standing in the air, and he couldn't see their faces clearly at all, and there seemed to be a layer of mist around the two of them, isolating them from the outside world.

Yang Feng knew that if they could have such cultivation, they would definitely not be weak.

After a few breaths, Yang Feng vaguely saw two figures colliding together, and he thought to himself that these two powerhouses should be fighting.

At the moment when the two golden figures touched, there was a sudden thunder in the space here, and layers of dark clouds gathered in the sky, and lightning passed through the clouds.

The next moment, the wind rose and the rain rained down, and the rain was as thick as a baby's arm.

The rain dripped on Yang Feng's body, like a boulder falling from a height, and a mouthful of blood gushed out of him, and his body was almost scattered by the impact.

Yang Feng endured the severe pain, and quickly moved to the bottom of a few boulders, although it was difficult for the rain to fall to this point, but the wind in the sky was fierce, and some raindrops still fell on his body.

He was accidentally hit in the head by the rain, and he felt his consciousness gradually blur, and then he collapsed.

I don't know how long it took, and the sound of running water woke Yang Feng up.

He rose to his feet, and when he looked around, he saw that the sight he had just had disappeared.

The waterfall in front of you has also become smaller, and instead of strange rocks, a path has appeared behind you.

Yang Feng's body was extremely painful, but he didn't have time to think about it, he just wanted to walk back quickly.

But as soon as he took a step, he found that there was an elk lying at his feet, and there was a faint halo on his body.

Yang Feng felt that this elk was a little strange, so he lowered his body and touched the body of the deer with his hand.

But as soon as part of his finger landed on the elk's belly, there was a tingling sensation in his fingertips.

Yang Feng looked down and saw that his fingers had cracked and reached the opening, and he was bleeding blood.

He only felt the pain, but he didn't notice that the moment he touched the elk, a pale golden light flashed up his fingers.

Yang Feng felt that this elk was too strange, so he found a piece of wood and used it to turn the elk's body over.

After fiddling with the wood for a long time, Yang Feng finally determined that the elk was dead, he hesitated for a moment, and then reached out to touch the body of the deer.

But something strange happened again!

After he touched the deer, the elk's body suddenly flattened as if deflated, and in a few moments all that remained of a deerskin was left on the ground.

With so many strange things happening today, Yang Feng was not too surprised by this, he picked up the deerskin and galloped along the path that appeared behind him.

By the time Yang Feng returned to the place where he was chopping wood, the sun had already set.

Yang Feng was anxious now, he only cut so much firewood today, and he would definitely be punished when he went back.

It was still nearly an hour before it got dark, and Yang Feng was desperately chopping firewood.

He kept chopping for more than an hour, and after dark, he finally had enough firewood to bring back today.

Yang Feng felt that the deer skin he had picked up looked precious, and if he took it back, he might be asked by those domineering disciples.

So he buried the deerskin under a large tree, made a sign that was not easily noticeable to others, and then returned to his lodgings with the firewood on his back.