After walking downhill for more than ten meters from the back, Ling Feng turned to an aisle, walked into the street, and then walked towards the village entrance. A stranger, another cripple, would inevitably attract people's attention and discussion.

"That seems to be a guest from Mr. Ding's house."

"Well, it seems to be brought by Ranran." It was obvious that this person knew Chu Yanran.

"Look at him holding a hatchet, he was going to cut bamboo for Mr. Ding, right? Mr. Ding is so good, how could he let a cripple do heavy work? What about their family?"

"Slightly, lame, how uncomfortable it is when people hear it?"

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Although they spoke small, Ling Feng could hear clearly, but he would not care about these things. When he reached the second level of Qi Refining, he was absolutely sure to cure the lame. Besides, not to mention just a lame, even if he was paralyzed all over, his senior sister would not dislike him.

Although it was early in the morning, the sky was long and the sun was full. Ling Feng had just walked out of the village and had no work to do, and he was sweating all over. Looking at the green bamboo sea on the northern hillside, Ling Feng smiled at the corner of his mouth and was in a good mood. After watching it for a while, he guessed that it would be four or five miles away.

After getting on the dirt road at the village entrance, Ling Feng began to speed up, and actually ran all the way, without adding some strength to himself. When will he get a strong body? Running all the way to the north hillside, Ling Feng saw a small piece of rocky hillside. If he was pulling a small cart, he could only put it here. It seems that if you want to pull the bamboo home, you can only carry it up the hillside with a rope, and then carry it down and put it on the small cart.

Ling Feng walked towards the bamboo sea with his tools with interest. Facing the towering green mountains and the vast bamboo sea, he immediately felt his insignificance, and at the same time stimulated Ling Feng's desire for power! If he could fly with a sword, let alone this bamboo sea, it would not be a big deal to travel around the three mountains and five mountains.

When he walked into the bamboo sea, he immediately felt a coolness. Ling Feng swung the hatchet and chopped the bamboo. He never stopped. Training the body means that he had to reach a certain limit before he could make a breakthrough. As the saying goes, no breaking will not stand. It is like practicing a frog jumping. After jumping, his legs hurt so hard that he even went upstairs. In fact, the capillaries and muscle fibers in the muscle tissue ruptured under high-intensity exercise. Of course, it felt like swelling and pain, but after the human body repairs and heals, the fiber tissue will be thicker than before, and the load will increase accordingly. This will be repeated exercise and renewal, and it will gradually become stronger.

I don’t know how long it took to cut, Ling Feng was already sweating profusely, and even his clothes were soaked in sweat. He kept gasping for breath, wiped the sweat, and swung the hatchet again... He stopped until he was so tired that he collapsed on the ground.

After resting for a while, Ling Feng began to carry bamboo with a rope down. Although the bamboo is empty, the green bamboo is actually very heavy. Ling Feng carried a large back and walked down the hillside. As the saying goes, it is easy to go up the mountain and it is difficult to go down the mountain, let alone Ling Feng carrying about 200 kilograms of bamboo?

I only carried it one by one, and I don’t know how many times I carried it, but finally I carried all the chopped bamboo down the hillside and spread it out to the sun near the rocky hill.

Ling Feng is very familiar with these. The bamboo strips that weave should not be too crisp and hard, and they cannot lose their toughness. Therefore, this thing cannot be thoroughly dried. When it is dried until 60% dry, it will start to break the strips. The bamboo strips with humidity are easy to use.

Looking at this large area of ​​green bamboo, Ling Feng felt a little bit of a sense of accomplishment. Unexpectedly, he cut so much in less than half a day. If he had used a small cart to pull it, he would probably not be able to load it with four or five cars.

After throwing the rope casually, Ling Feng planned to go up the mountain to try his luck and find the spirit gathering stone. Although he himself knew it was very slim, since he came, Ling Feng did not want to give up. He didn't know if there were poisonous snakes and beasts on the mountain. In order to defend himself, Ling Feng still held the hatchet in his hand.

Less than a mile away, the light in the bamboo sea dimmed, and the decaying bamboo leaves on the ground exuded a burst of musty smell. Ling Feng looked carefully. Although this place was not far from the edge of the bamboo sea, there was no trace of anyone who had been there.

It is no wonder that although this bamboo sea is vast and spectacular, it has long been ignored by the nearby villagers. Apart from the need to use bamboo to cut off the edge of the bamboo sea, few people go deeper. Because there is not even a small mountain road here, this is enough to prove this.

Generally, where there are spiritual stones, the spiritual energy is richer than other places. Even if the spiritual stones are located in a deeper position, there will be slight fluctuations in spiritual power. However, such a slight difference is not something that Ling Feng can sense now. Now he can only seep the spirit stones in the rock through his spiritual sense.

But along the way, Ling Feng did not feel any obvious fluctuations in spiritual power, which means there were no spiritual stones on the road he had walked. However, Ling Feng did not mind. Things as rare as spirit stones are rare in the cultivation world, let alone here? And looking for something like him is no different from finding a needle in a haystack, so he did not have much hope.

After walking up the mountain for more than a thousand meters, Ling Feng's eyes suddenly became wide open, giving people a feeling of sudden enlightenment! The scorching sun shone on this open space, making the white rocks hot.

It was through this open space that Lingfeng could avoid the obstruction of the bamboo sea and look up at the stone plaza halfway up the mountain. From a distance, there were green pines and cypresses standing sparsely, and there were even more bamboo shadows around it, especially the gurgling water sound, which further aroused Lingfeng's exploration**.

It was obviously a place with a quiet environment and a good place for rest and rest. Ling Feng thought so, so he quickly ran towards the stone ping.

But when Ling Feng crossed a bamboo sea and stepped on the stone plaza, he was immediately shocked! Under the shade of two towering ancient trees, there was a small bamboo house standing!

Is there anyone living here?

Ling Feng was very surprised because in his opinion, it was impossible for ordinary farmers to have such leisure. Moreover, along the way, except for hearing the sound of birds and seeing one or two hares, Ling Feng did not find any wild beasts worth hunting, so this bamboo house could not be a temporary residence built by hunters.

Who would it be? How did he discover this stone plaza?

If Ling Feng hadn't found the spirit-gathering stone and accidentally walked to the white rock just now, he would not have been able to find this stone plaza, let alone see the small bamboo house. Therefore, this peaceful and quaint small house surprised Ling Feng like never before.

Although it was broad daylight, Ling Feng's vigilance became higher. He held the hatchet in his hand tighter, and at the same time released his spiritual sense and swept the small bamboo house.


Chapter completed!