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Chapter 9 Drinking the Wind

"Woof woof woof!"

The little wolf was extremely intelligent and could obviously understand human speech. He had been actively leading the way, but when he heard Ye Feng's words, he immediately ran back.

"I know, let's go to that cave!"

Ye Feng glanced at the little wolf biting and pulling on his trousers, and chuckled.

Along the way, he had already noticed that the bumpkins about ten meters high that he passed were always densely covered with caves of different sizes.

I don’t know if it was a cave once used by wild beasts, or it was formed by weathering over time. Anyway, it would be good to make a temporary shelter.

After some selection, I finally found a cave with a space of about ten square meters, which looked pretty good.

"It seems to be quite cold at night. I have to find a way to light a fire!"

Ye Feng really felt a little chilly. His clothes were very thin, just a set of underwear and a Taoist robe outside.

The monk's robe was torn into rags, and although the underwear was still intact, it was actually torn in some places, leaking air everywhere, and it was useless to keep him warm.

"I don't have to worry about firewood, but there is no tinder. It seems that I can only make fire by drilling wood."

Ye Feng muttered something and went to collect firewood, and the little wolf naturally followed suit.

I didn't have to worry about firewood. Most of the low vegetation was shrubs, and many of them were dead. I just picked up a big bundle and brought it back.

The little wolf also followed the same example, holding a dead branch in its mouth and dragging it into the hole.

"It's up to me to drill wood to make fire. The ancients really didn't deceive me!"

After working for an hour and looking at the blazing fire, Ye Feng finally let out a sigh of relief.

As expected, drilling wood to make fire is not something that anyone does. It is entirely a waste of time and energy.

Looking at his slightly red and swollen hands, he could only sigh and helplessly shook his head.

Fortunately, the result is good. With a fire, you will naturally not be exposed to the cold at night. Of course, the firewood is definitely not enough. After all, these shrubs are not resistant to burning.

After working in and out for more than an hour, I was finally able to rest comfortably.

Firewood had long been piled up into a hill, and even the entrance to the cave was blocked off with a simple fence.

In fact, there is no need. After walking all day long, not to mention people or animals, not even mosquitoes or ants were seen.

"Little Wolf, there's nothing to eat in this damn place, and you can't drink the fairy wine, what should you do?"

After working hard for a few hours, the sky had already turned dark, and Ye Feng was a little tired. He sat cross-legged on the ground lazily and began to worry about the little wolf.

After walking all day during the day, the little wolf didn't eat even a grain of rice, and he didn't even take a sip of water. However, he remained in high spirits, as if he wasn't hungry at all.

He himself was fine. He had long discovered that the fairy wine was extraordinary. Not only did it taste great, he felt very comfortable after drinking it, and he was not even hungry at all. But the little wolf refused to drink it.

"Woof woof woof!"

The little wolf was lying next to Ye Feng with his eyes closed as if taking a nap. After hearing what he said, he immediately got up and barked a few times.

"What's the meaning?"

Although they had only been together for a day, Ye Feng had already learned some of the little wolf's habits. It never barked unless there was nothing going on.

Just as Ye Feng spoke, he saw the little wolf suddenly stand upright, and made several strange movements with its pair of forelimbs. The dog's mouth opened as if it was taking a deep breath, which was extremely weird.

Although Ye Feng didn't understand what it meant, he understood that it must be conveying some message, so he didn't interrupt it and just tried to understand it.

More than ten minutes passed quickly, and it wasn't until the burning firewood made a crackling sound that the little wolf gave up its posture, ran to Ye Feng and nudged him with its wolf head.

"Oh! You want to tell me that you won't be hungry as long as you breathe this way, right?"

"Woof woof woof!"

The little wolf screamed happily a few times, nodded vigorously a few times, then ran to Ye Feng and lay down at his feet.

"Hahaha, you actually have this ability, just drink the wind!"

Ye Feng couldn't help laughing, and raised his hand to rub it hard a few times.

Although it was difficult for him to understand what the little wolf meant, he had no choice but to let it go. Anyway, he had already thought about it. If it didn't work out, he could only give it some fairy wine.

The little wolf seemed to particularly enjoy Ye Feng playing with it. After a few moments, he closed his eyes and let out a slight whine, as if he was snoring while asleep.

"Little one, you fell asleep too quickly!"

Ye Feng grinned, spat and didn't bother to pay attention.

Meditating and breathing has been Ye Feng's compulsory homework every night for these years. He has already learned the Huang Ting Sutra by heart and has been practicing it since he can remember.

Over the years, I really don’t think it has much effect. The inner alchemy recorded in the scriptures from the upper, middle and lower dantian has never been realized.

In the past, Taiyi Taoist Supervisor was very strict and never stopped, so it gradually became a habit.

In fact, although I haven't practiced the inner alchemy, I can still feel the energy of the Dantian, especially when practicing martial arts and swordsmanship, it will have obvious effects.

According to the luck of the Huang Ting Jing method, the force value is much higher. He has understood this for a long time, so he never gave up even though he knew it was impossible to cultivate the inner elixir.

After breathing for two hours, Ye Feng felt refreshed all over, and the fatigue from the day was gone. At this time, he also felt hungry in his stomach.

Food is not a problem. The fairy wine in the small bottle can provide him with the nutrients he needs. He can take a few sips at a time and he won't feel hungry for several hours.

With the way he is drinking the fairy wine in the small bottle, it will not be a big problem if he drinks it for a few years, so there is no need to worry at all.

After taking a few sips of the fairy wine, the alcohol quickly entered his limbs and made him feel extremely comfortable. He stretched out a lot, and then fell asleep lazily on the floor.

When he was at Qingxuan Temple, Ye Feng's life was very regular. He got up at 5:30 every day, practiced boxing, palm skills, and swordsmanship for half an hour each, breathed and breathed for half an hour, and then prepared breakfast.

The biological clock has long been formed. Even if he doesn't know where he is now, Ye Feng still wakes up on time.

He glanced at the little wolf who had run up to him and lay down next to him at some point, and couldn't help but smile bitterly. This guy was so disgusting.

As soon as he sat up, the little wolf woke up. Maybe it had slept too soundly. Like people, it felt a little sleepy, with a trace of confusion in its eyes.

Ye Feng shook his head and didn't bother to care about him, and went straight out of the cave.

"It's almost the same time here as on Earth. I really don't know where this place is."

Ye Feng glanced at the sky, feeling like it was dim and bright, and couldn't help but sigh.

The habits formed are definitely difficult to change, and martial arts practice has long become a compulsory homework for him every day.

There was no way to practice swordsmanship. He didn't have a sword in his hand now, but he didn't need any equipment for fist practice.

A set of wind and thunder fist and yin and yang palm are already familiar to me, and they are easy to pick up.

These are two completely different styles of martial arts.

The Wind and Thunder Fist follows a fierce path, and there is a faint sound of wind and thunder when it is deployed, and the momentum is astonishing.

The Yin and Yang Palm follows a feminine path. It is used silently, as roundly as beads, and endlessly, giving people a feeling of being in harmony with heaven and earth, and of extreme perfection.


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