With the sour, itchy and painful feeling, the heat flow in Xiao Ziyang's body continued to diverge outward, and he only felt that his body was getting hotter and hotter, even if he untied the only animal skin on his body, he still felt unbearable heat.

In the heat of his body, he felt a little weak, and at the same time there was a strange feeling in his stomach, like the feeling when he got up the next morning after eating too much at night.

Like a blessed spirit, he sat cross-legged on top of the animal skin he had just untied from his body, and massaged his body according to the acupoint technique used to enhance the function of the viscera in "Purple Jade Smoke".

As he massaged, the speed of peristalsis of the intestines and stomach began to slowly increase. It wasn't long before the feeling of swelling in his stomach quickly disappeared.

Half an hour later, the heat in his body gradually subsided, and at the same time, there was a feeling of emptiness in his stomach, as if the at least two or three catties of bacon he had eaten half an hour ago had disappeared.

At the same time, he also felt that he seemed to have inexhaustible strength all over his body, and his exuberant energy permeated all over his body!

Xiao Ziyang stood up from the animal skin, and was about to get dressed, when suddenly a sour smell rushed into his nostrils, he touched it on his body, and actually rubbed off a lump of oil sludge, he was covered in sweat just now, not only made himself stinky with sweat, but also soaked all the dirt that he had never washed since entering the mountain.

He looked at the oil sludge in his hand, frowned, threw his clothes on the bed, and walked out of the cave naked.

The goose feathers and snow in the sky are still blowing. In a mountain forest with dead leaves, a tall, dark-skinned young man was walking naked. As he walked, the tendons and flesh on his body continued to rise and fall under his skin. Between his legs, the little Ziyang, who was as strong as him, was also wandering around mischievously as he walked.

If anyone sees this scene, they will definitely find it strange and absurd, but fortunately, this is the depths of the uninhabited mountains.

At the foot of this mountain, there is a small stream. He came to the creek and reached out to test the temperature. Although it was cold, it seemed to be bearable. He dipped his hand in cold water and poured it on his body, and the biting cold suddenly made his hairs stand on end.

He thought about it, and simply grabbed the snow by the river, rubbed it on his body, and after a while, he felt that his body was hot again.

Now he was splashing the river water on his body, not only did he not feel cold, but he felt a little warm.

Quickly washing away the sweat and dirt on his body in the stream, Xiao Ziyang rubbed his body with snow while walking back to the cave in the cold wind.

When he put on his clothes again, he enjoyed the warmth immensely.

After resting for half an hour, he put the hanging pot on the bonfire again to boil, and at the same time took off his clothes again and began to practice again......

It snowed heavily for three days and three nights, and the snow outside the cave had already reached the calves, but Xiao Ziyang had to go out hunting under such circumstances, because the more than ten catties of dried bacon he brought had been eaten.

In previous years, when the cat was winter, he would often follow the hunter up the mountain. The old hunters' methods have long been squeezed clean. Therefore, this bad weather did not make him embarrassed, but made him a little happy, because when the snow is clear, the animals will come out to forage for food, leaving many traces.

Xiao Ziyang carried a hunting bow on his back, feathered arrows, and a hunting fork in his hand, and walked towards the depths of the mountain in the early morning sun and in the thick snow......

He found a number of animal movements. Just after noon, he had already harvested a roe deer and three pheasants. What surprised him even more was that he found a black bear that had not yet hibernated on the mountainside of another mountain not far from the rocky mountain where he lived. Black bears in late autumn and early winter are the fattest, but black bears are not easy to mess with, and this is a long-term consideration.

Back in the cave, Xiao Ziyang put down the bow and arrow hunting fork, and skinned the roe deer by the mountain spring and removed the internal organs.

He didn't dare to throw the internal organs on the side of the cave, for fear of attracting predatory beasts, so he carried the internal organs to the stream below the mountain, but the mountain stream had formed a thick layer of ice, otherwise it would be safest to throw the internal organs in the stream and wash downstream, and now he had to throw the internal organs by the stream.

Back in the cave, he lit a bonfire and cooked a pot full of unpalatable robe meat and medicinal food.

On the third day, Xiao Ziyang picked up the hunting fork bow and arrow a little helplessly and went out again.

A robe, three pheasants, and more than 20 catties of meat are enough for ordinary people to eat for seven or eight days. But after he cultivated "Purple Jade Smoke", his appetite increased day by day. It's only been a little over a day, and a robe and three pheasants have been eaten by him.

Walking in the snow, he looked at the very steep hill opposite him, and wondered how he could hunt the black bear.

When he passed by the stream at the bottom of the mountain, he found that the entrails of the robe he had thrown by the stream the day before had been eaten to the ground, and there were many plum-shaped footprints on the ground, which made him see at a glance that it was a leopard.

He looked at it for a few more moments and judged that it was an adult leopard that was more than five feet long. Leopards are alert and agile and are the most difficult to hunt.

After observing for a moment, Xiao Ziyang put away a trace of worry, crossed the stream, followed his memory, and walked forward in one direction.

Xiao Ziyang didn't return full of money until the sun set, and this time he hunted a badger pig, a musk deer, and three pheasants.

Xiao Ziyang was not in a hurry to wash the prey this time, and when he returned to the cave, he took out a purple scale wood branch cut down on the road, cut it into a five-inch long section, sharpened the two sections, and then bent the purple scale wood branch into a bow while roasting it on the fire. When he bent the ends of the piece of wood nearly parallel, he quickly tied it up with a rope.

When he was done, he looked at the purple-scaled wooden branch shaped like a small bow, and his face showed satisfaction.

Purple scale wood is a very rare tree, the wood is hard and elastic, it is the top wood for making a bow, it is hard to find, but he did not expect to find a purple scale tree that is at least 100 years old on the way to hunting.

The purple scale tree reminded him of an old hunter who had told him something.

Xiao Ziyang made a few more small bows, and after that, he cut a piece of good meat on the back of the musk deer, wrapped the small bow in the meat, and placed it outside the cave. In a few moments, the flesh was frozen as hard as iron, and he cut off the rope with which the little bow was bound.

He looked at the frozen meat with satisfaction and nodded.

Xiao Ziyang carried the badger pig and musk deer to the mountain spring to wash and peel them, and walked down the mountain with the internal organs and a few pieces of frozen meat.

He stuffed the frozen meat into the guts and threw it by the stream.