Didn't you see that a pot of leopard meat soup is simmering in the stone pot?
That's the result of not surrendering. It doesn't want to become a braised lion's head.
"Xiao Feng, you said this is our gatekeeper?"
Ling Qing's face was tense and timid, and she did not dare to approach the golden lion. The latter had a warrior-level aura about it, which frightened her.
"yes."
Ling Feng smiled softly and tucked the grass away to prevent Ling Qing from getting cold.
Then, he glared at the golden lion and shouted: "Do you want to be beaten? Why don't you restrain the aura on your body?"
The golden lion suddenly trembled, howled, and immediately restrained its warrior-level aura and turned into an ordinary lion.
Moreover, its face was full of grievances and its big eyes were watery, like a little resentful woman who had been bullied.
"Sister, please touch me."
Ling Feng took Ling Qing's little hand, touched the golden lion, and said, "Actually, this lion is very docile."
Ling Qing was so frightened that her face turned pale, cold sweat broke out on her forehead, and she closed her eyes tightly.
However, the horrific scene she imagined did not appear, but a warm tongue gently licking her little hand.
Ling Qing suddenly opened her eyes and saw the golden lion, with a flattering look on its face and its golden head nuzzling her little hand.
"Giggle" she breathed a sigh of relief and smiled sweetly.
"From now on, I'll call you Little Golden!"
Ling Qing moved over gently, and after several attempts, she found that the golden lion was extremely docile and did not look like a ferocious beast. This made her very happy, and she liked the golden lion quite a lot.
"Ouch!" The golden lion roared softly and nodded helplessly.
"It smells great, but it seems a little burnt."
Ling Qing Xiaoqiong took a sniff, and the aroma of meat made her mouth water and her intestines rumble with hunger.
However, the aroma was accompanied by a burnt smell, which made her frown and look at Ling Feng.
"Uh... I've been too busy talking to you, and the green-headed leopard soup in the pot has been burnt."
Ling Feng smiled awkwardly, got up and ran out. He quickly added water and cut off the burnt area.
Not long after, he held a small stone basin in his hand, which exuded a strong aroma of meat. The soup was milky white, with golden oil, and floated.
"Ah, is this really a blue-headed leopard?"
Ling Qing was frightened again. The green-headed leopard was probably a warrior-level monster before it was alive, but it was stewed into a pot of soup by Ling Feng.
This is incredible.
Could it be that a warrior who strengthens his muscles and bones and has a strong body can have such strength?
This made her very happy, and when she recovered from her serious illness, she began to train with Ling Feng.
"hey-hey"
Ling Feng smiled, brought the stone basin over, and took out a pair of bamboo chopsticks for Ling Qing to taste.
The golden lion, on the other hand, licked its face and came closer, with a look of hope on its face.
With a smile on her face, Ling Qing picked up a piece of meat bone and took a bite. Her mouth was immediately filled with fragrance and her little mouth was numb.
"Eat slowly, be careful not to burn it, there is still some in the pot."
"Yeah"
Ling Qing breathed in the heat and devoured a piece of meat bone.
Then, looking at the golden lion that was bleeding all over the floor, he threw the bone over.
"Ouch"
The golden lion walked over reluctantly and waited for a long time, and unexpectedly waited for such a bone.
However, under Ling Feng's lustful power, he could only tear up the bone and "crunch" it.
Two days later, Ling Qing could get out of bed.
With the nourishment of Green Head Leopard Soup, her complexion improved a lot and her mood was even better. She was happy for Ling Qing.
Wearing the green-headed leopard skin, he couldn't help but feel frightened when he saw Ling Feng carrying large rocks on his back, his whole little face submerged in them.
There are so many rocks, and a rough estimate weighs two thousand kilograms. How powerful is that?
"Xiao Feng, my sister also wants to have strong muscles and bones like you."
Ling Qing let out a soft cry.
Immediately, she wrapped herself in the leopard skin and followed behind Ling Feng, running slowly.
"Run, sister!"
Ling Qing looked back and smiled, also happy for Ling Qing.
Although Ling Qing was an outer disciple of Lingwu Academy, he spent all his time taking care of him and neglected his cultivation.
Moreover, the professors of Lingwu Academy also have problems.
A warrior's first priority is physical fitness. Whether he is a martial disciple or a warrior, while absorbing the profound energy of heaven and earth, he must also have a corresponding physical fitness.
You must know that although Martial Saint Lingfeng is not a body refiner, his body is very strong, and ordinary monsters cannot hurt him.
Looking at Ling Qing's thin figure, Ling Feng also smiled happily.
Anyway, this is a good start.
"Dong dong"
All around the barren mountain, the dull sound of thunderous footsteps echoed.
Ling Feng was carrying 2,500 kilograms of rocks on his back, his face turned red, he was challenging the limits of flesh and blood.
Refining one's body and entering the Tao is just like this. Only by breaking the limits of flesh and blood again and again and undergoing repeated training can one achieve the Tao.
This is much more difficult than for ordinary warriors, and you may be disabled if you are not careful.
Behind her, Ling Qing trotted over. Her body was still a little weak. After only one lap, she was out of breath. Her pretty, slightly dark face was also flushed.
"Sister, hold on."
Ling Feng trotted, slowed down, and ran side by side with Ling Qing, saying: "To strengthen your muscles and bones, you must break your own limits again and again."
"It's just a period of fatigue now. It will be fine when it passes."
"Yes." Ling Qing smiled lightly and nodded quietly.
She knew that Ling Feng was doing it for her own good, so she persisted.
"Huchi, wheeze..."
During the second lap, Ling Qingre was sweating heavily, his chest was heaving violently, and he even staggered. His two slender legs seemed to weigh a thousand pounds.
She was extremely tired, but she still gritted her teeth and persisted because she believed in Ling Feng.
Finally, on the third lap, the feeling of fatigue suddenly disappeared and his steps became much lighter, which made Ling Qing very happy.
It was obvious that she had gone through a period of fatigue and was strong.
"Run, sister!"
Ling Feng was also happy for Ling Qing. If the young lady could persist like this, even if she could not refine her body and enter the Tao, she would definitely be much stronger than others.
The speed of breakthrough is also much faster.
"Run, Xiaofeng!"
Ling Qing laughed and rushed forward quickly.
In the evening, the sunset is like blood.
A pair of little brothers were running wildly against the wind. Their two thin figures were cut into two graceful shadows by the dim sunlight.
This scene is extremely harmonious and warm.
However, this warm scene was soon broken.
On the barren mountain, four uninvited guests came, with cold faces and murderous intent in their eyes, and they rushed straight to the thatched house.