Spirit Martial Overlord/C7 The Youth Came out of the Hole
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C7 The Youth Came out of the Hole

In chapter seven, the boy comes out of the hole.

Three months passed in the blink of an eye. Xuan Feng finished reading three boxes of ancient books in the ancient cave.

Under the nourishment of the various tonics that Uncle Loong had cooked, Xuan Feng could finally walk as normal as an ordinary person! Although it could not last for too long, it had already made Xuan Feng and Uncle Loong very happy!

Grotto, sunlight, ancient books, youth.

The sun and moon grew in the cave, day after day.

On this day, Xuan Feng began to roast the wild rabbits and pheasants that Uncle Loong had brought over on the firewood.

The wild rabbits and pheasants were rolling on the fiery pine fire.

With a sizzling sound, the rabbit meat emitted a bright oil light. In a while, the rabbit meat was roasted into a golden color. An alluring fragrance drifted into their noses. Uncle Loong sat beside them and smelled the aroma of the barbecued meat. He was very happy in his heart.

After the roasting was done, Xuan Feng tore open the rabbit meat and handed half of the rabbit to Uncle Loong.

The two of them began to chew. Oil sprayed out and it was extraordinarily delicious!

"Awoo. . . "

"Squeak. . . !"

A beast's cry came from the crack at the top of the cave. Xuan Feng looked up and saw a goshawk with a yellow mastiff in its mouth. It was about to fly into the sky.

The mastiff's eyes flashed with tears, a trace of despair, and a wail.

The mastiff's cry touched Xuan Feng's heartstrings. Xuan Feng could not bear it.

"Uncle Loong, that puppy is so pitiful. Quickly save it. "

"Okay. Wait for a moment, little master. I will be back soon. " After Uncle Loong replied, his figure flashed and he flew towards the crack on the roof of the cave.

The goshawk seemed to have sensed something. It spread its huge wings, and its claws touched the huge rock under its feet. It flapped its wings and flew up.

Uncle Loong had already flown to the top of the cave. He waved his right hand, and a ray of white light attacked the eagle.

"Squeak. . . "

The eagle let out a wail and flew into the sky with injuries.

Uncle Loong roared angrily and drew out his long sword. He flew up on his sword and chased after the goshawk in the sky.

In an instant, the eagle and Uncle Loong were nowhere to be seen.

Xuan Feng's heart was hanging in his throat. He was worried that the eagle would eat the little yellow dog, but he was also afraid that the old Uncle Loong would not be able to catch up to the eagle and hurt his body.

A few zhang tall crack appeared on the ceiling of the cave. That was an unreachable existence. For a weak young man like Xuan Feng who was not much better than a disabled person, he could only look at it and sigh.

Time passed like water, bit by bit.

An hour later, a sound finally came from the crack at the ceiling of the cave.

Xuan Feng put down the book, stood up with a hopeful face, and looked up.

Uncle Loong's figure flashed, and he floated into the cave. His white clothes were covered in blood, and he held a golden mastiff in his arms.

"Are you hurt?" Xuan Feng was shocked.

"Haha, I'm fine. His body was only stained with the blood of the eagle. " Uncle Loong placed the mastiff on the ground. "It's useless. It took me more than an hour to deal with a Tier 4 demonic beast. Sigh. . . "

After saying that, Uncle Loong stretched out his right hand. In his palm was a demonic pill the size of an egg. The demonic pill was black and shiny, emitting a faint luster in the dark cave.

A rank four demon beast!

Xuan Feng was shocked.

In this Spiritual Martial Continent, besides cultivators and spirit cultivators, there were also demon beasts and spirit beasts. Most of these demon beasts and spirit beasts had cultivated for over a hundred years, and their magic power was extremely powerful.

Spirit beasts and demon beasts were divided into nine levels according to their cultivation levels. From low to high, they were divided into first level demon beasts (spirit beasts) to ninth level demon beasts (spirit beasts).

Third Grade demon beasts (spirit beasts) Above that, there would be demon cores (spirit pills) in the body. This was a treasure for martial artists and spirit cultivators who cultivated martial arts and spirit dao.

Demon cores and spirit pills were very beneficial to cultivation. They could help cultivators quickly increase their power of Dao and break through to the next level.

This was the first time Xuan Feng had seen this legendary Demonic Core. He looked at it curiously.

The Demonic Core, which was shining with black light, was sparkling and translucent. There was even a trace of goshawk's blood on it. It seemed to be emitting bursts of hot air.

"What a pity. Such a precious Demonic Pill cannot be consumed by little master. " Uncle Loong sighed, "I can only refine it into a 'Primordial Life Pill' and sell it to those martial artists. This way, I can exchange it for some gold coins, and also prepare some more tuition fees for little master. "

Uncle Loong wanted to bring him down the mountain!

Xuan Feng had long heard from Uncle Loong that when his body was better, he would find a Xiuwen school and let himself walk the path of Xiuwen. In the future, he would be able to obtain a reputation and spend the rest of his life.

No wonder all the books Uncle Loong had collected for him were related to Xiuwen. Xuan Feng did not even have a single book on the path of cultivation or the path of the spirit that he wanted to study.

Xuan Feng had begged Uncle Loong several times, hoping that he could find some books on cultivation, but Uncle Loong would always reject him severely.

Uncle Loong had a very good reason. First of all, he emphasized that Xuan Feng's body was very different from ordinary people. He didn't have the necessary Qi of Martial Dao and Spirit Dao.

Second, Uncle Loong said that Xuan Feng hadn't developed his eight meridians. He couldn't even find Xuan Feng's eight meridians. Therefore, Xuan Feng wasn't suitable for cultivation.

However, Xuan Feng could clearly see that there were still many secrets in Uncle Loong's eyes. What was Uncle Loong hiding from him?

Could it be that his weak body really had nothing, and that he was born unsuited for cultivation?

Xuan Feng didn't believe it at all, or it could be said that he didn't want to believe it at all!

If that was really the case, why did that monk send him here, and why did he let him possess a young man whose body was so different from ordinary people, and whose name was the same as his?

Xuan Feng had too many questions in his heart, but no one could ask!

With his weak body, if he really did not have a trace of Dao and spiritual roots, and could not become a martial artist or a spirit cultivator, then he could only walk on the path of a lowly person like Xiu Wen.

Xuan Feng's heart ached, and a hint of sadness flashed across his eyes.

"Awoo. . . "

The mastiff on the ground looked up at Xuan Feng, shook its head and tail, and ran very intimately to Xuan Feng's feet. It used its small body to rub against Xuan Feng's feet.

It really liked itself!

Xuan Feng suddenly became cheerful in his heart. He bent down and picked up the small mastiff.

The mastiff's golden fur was smooth, smooth, and shiny. There was not even a trace of mixed colors. There was only a patch of black fur on its forehead, as if it had three eyes.

The mastiff opened its large, round eyes and looked kindly at Xuan Feng. It howled a few times in Xuan Feng's arms, as if greeting him.

"From now on, we are a family. You can call it Ao Tian. " Xuan Feng picked up a small piece of rabbit meat that he had just roasted and handed it to the Ao Tian's mouth.

The Ao Tian opened its mouth and bit the rabbit meat. In a few bites, it swallowed the palm-sized rabbit meat into its stomach. It seemed like it was not satisfied and looked at Xuan Feng with eager eyes.

Xuan Feng handed the entire chicken that had been roasted and had yet to eat to the Ao Tian.

"Ao!" The Ao Tian chirped happily. It opened its small mouth and caught the chicken. After a while, it had eaten up the entire chicken. Not even its bones were left.

It was really a guy that could eat. It had eaten even more than Xuan Feng and Uncle Loong!

There was no rabbit or chicken meat today. I'll roast another one for you tomorrow, and let you, a gluttonous dog, eat to your heart's content!

Xuan Feng picked up the round Ao Tian on his stomach, smiled, and stroked its smooth little head.

The Ao Tian seemed to understand Xuan Feng's words. It obediently lay in Xuan Feng's arms and fell into a deep sleep.

With the Ao Tian accompanying him, the time in the cave seemed to have become much happier, and also much happier!

Xuan Feng read every day, basked in the sun, played with the Ao Tian, and barbecued wild animals for Uncle Loong and the Ao Tian.

The Ao Tian liked Xuan Feng's barbecued meat. Every time, it could swallow a large piece of meat, which was not much smaller than its own body. It also did not know how this little fellow's stomach could contain so much food!

Another month passed, and Xuan Feng could already walk as usual. Uncle Loong also refined many Medicine Pills.

After tidying up the items in the cave, Uncle Loong brought Xuan Feng and the Ao Tian out of the cave.

Xuan Feng turned his head and looked at the towering mountains and rivers behind him. Under the brilliant sunlight, the mountains were stacked with verdant hills, and they were tall and handsome. Yuanshan was moving up and down, and when one looked closely at the dangerous rocks, they would see that they were all beautiful.

He reached into the clouds and dominated the world.

It was the Thousand Layered Mountain!

This was the place where he had been reborn, this was his new home.

He carved the Thousand Fold Mountain in his eyes, in his heart.

Xuan Feng suddenly turned his head and looked forward without hesitation.

This world. . .

I'm coming!

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