Chapter 3 Self-reliance, self-cultivation and cultivation
“Haha, look, it’s the fool Liu Feng, he’s chewing the bark of the tree again.”
"When the martial soul awakened yesterday, did you see that that fool Liu Feng awakened the martial soul to be Sha Zi? Haha, fool, Sha Zi, they are exactly the same. Haha..."
"Hey, idiot, tree bark doesn't taste good. Eat more grass. Grass will smell better. Do you know?"
"Pah. Haha, I hit the target, you can see if I am accurate."
"Hehe, I'll throw it too. Fool, you can't hide. Do you hear me?"
"..."
Liu Feng lowered his head and walked slowly towards the mountain, ignoring the bursts of harsh ridicule coming from his ears and the pebbles falling on him one by one.
But the bursts of pain from where he was hit by the stone made him clenched his fists involuntarily.
These are children from the village.
As an orphan, he is also a fool. Being bullied has always been Liu Feng's daily life.
Because no one cares.
No, because the person who cares about him is no longer there.
And the adults in the village don't think this is a big deal. In their opinion, it's just children's play.
Anyway, it's not your own child who is being bullied.
Moreover, for such an idiot, it would be nice to make his own children happy.
It's not that Liu Feng never thought of fighting back.
However, with my current physical fitness, I really don't know if I can beat this group of children.
Moreover, even if you can survive the beating, if the other person calls his parents directly when he cries, you will definitely be beaten.
Because, in my memory, I clearly remember having such an experience.
However, there will always be a day to pay back, hum...
"Bang!" Suddenly a stone hit Liu Feng on the forehead. The force on the stone was a bit heavy, which caught Liu Feng off guard. He was knocked a few steps away and felt dizzy in his head.
Liu Feng quickly stabilized his body and shook his head. He felt a sting on his forehead and a stream of slightly hot liquid slowly flowed down from his forehead.
Damn it!
Liu Feng quickly reached out to cover the wound on his forehead, turned around and gave the group of children a vicious look. Then ran towards the mountains.
The group of children were still holding stones in their hands. They seemed to be frightened when they saw Liu Feng's bloody face. When they saw Liu Feng running away, they all yelled in unison and dispersed...
The wound is not big, but the bleeding needs to be stopped quickly.
Liu Feng pressed his forehead tightly, ran into the forest, then lowered his head and began to search anxiously on the ground.
Soon, he found a styptic grass.
He directly pulled off a few sticks, put them in his mouth, chewed them quickly, spit them out, and pressed them on the wound.
After a while, he felt the bleeding on his forehead stop. He pulled a rag from his body and tied it around his forehead. Then he breathed a sigh of relief.
Even though it was just a little bit of blood.
However, his thin physique actually made him feel a little dizzy.
Liu Feng pursed his lips and sat on the ground to rest for a while. Then he started to look at his surroundings.
Food was scarce in the village and no one would give him anything to eat.
So if you want to fill your stomach, you have to find a way from the mountains.
In fact, there are many things in the mountains.
However, few people in the village go up the mountain.
Even if I come to the mountains, I just walk around the foot of the mountains and look for some wild fruits and hares.
The main reason is that there are too many wild beasts in the mountains.
Although these beasts are not soul beasts, they grow extremely vigorously.
For ordinary people, it is also an animal with powerful attack power. An existence that is difficult to match.
Liu Feng didn't know if he had better luck. Anyway, in my memory, I went deep into the mountains many times and never encountered those ferocious animals.
On the contrary, I was lucky several times and caught several pheasants and hares.
However, as soon as he brought it back to the village, he was deceived by the adults in the village.
Anyway, he never took a bite.
Liu Feng followed the route in his memory, took the sickle, and slowly moved toward the depths of the mountain forest.
After walking for more than an hour, Liu Feng was exhausted and out of breath. He was weak and had to stop and take a rest.
And he was already feeling hungry and a little panicked. I have to find something to eat and replenish my energy. Liu Feng swallowed, his eyes calm.
He was born a farmer in his previous life, and he was a child who grew up in the mountains.
As long as he enters the mountains and forests, he will not starve to death.
This is also the reason why Liu Feng dared to enter the mountain with such a body.
He looked around, and suddenly his eyes lit up. He quickly walked over, looked at the plant, and couldn't help but laugh,
"Yam."
And it looks quite old.
Liu Feng shook it in his hand, and then began to dig slowly.
Soon, he dug out several yams as big as his arms.
He grinned…
Liu Feng did not take the things out, but directly found a place near the stream. After cleaning up, he started to light a fire, roasted the yams and ate them. Then he found some more things and hid them until dusk. Just returned to the village.
Then the next day, just like yesterday, after drinking the cold porridge and water, I went into the mountains and stayed there until evening.
Moreover, Liu Feng was also lucky enough to meet pheasants and hares, and had a good meal of meat.
Maybe it was because Liu Feng's bleeding appearance scared the children in the village that day, or maybe it was because Liu Feng went out too early.
In the days to come, Liu Feng was lucky not to encounter this group of people who bullied him again.
Liu Feng didn't care. He went into the mountains every day to find something to eat and then exercised in the mountains.
Just two months later, Liu Feng's body, which had been depleted for many years, finally recovered. Not only did his complexion return to normal, but his height suddenly increased.
At least he doesn't look like that skinny little guy with a pale complexion.
And Liu Feng can finally start his next plan.
Liu Feng sat cross-legged on a piece of sand. He took a deep breath and began to slowly circulate the soul power in his body.
In an instant, with the movement of his soul power, the sand under him slowly emerged as if controlled by something.
Immediately, as if being attracted by his right hand, it slowly condensed into the palm of his right hand.
After condensing a ball of football sand, the rest of the sand instantly scattered on the ground, but the ball of sand in his hand started spinning at an extremely fast speed.
He kept spinning like this for who knows how long. As time went by, Liu Feng's face was already covered with dense sweat.
His face became extremely red, and his body even trembled slightly.
The continuously rotating sand sphere seemed to become unstable at this time. Some of the sand on the periphery of the sphere began to escape the control of his hands, began to break away, and scattered on the ground.
After a while, his football-sized ball of sand shrank in size by a full circle.
However, the strange thing is that this smaller sand sphere has become stable.
Even under Liu Feng's control, the transfer became even faster.
When Liu Feng saw this, a smile appeared on his red face.
He suddenly swung it hard, and the sand in his hand instantly turned into a spear of sand, shooting out towards a big tree not far away.
"Bang!" Shazi's spear hit the big tree and made a loud sound. The sand was scattered, and a large piece of bark was blown away, leaving a deep impact mark on the trunk.
But it didn't penetrate the tree trunk.
Liu Feng didn't show any surprise when he saw this. He raised the corner of his mouth, his expression condensed slightly, and he stared at the tree trunk tightly with his raised right hand and scratched it hard.
I saw that the sand that had been scattered by hitting the tree trunk turned into a river of sand and wrapped the tree trunk.
Liu Feng's right hand trembled slightly, and his face became even redder again.
His right hand seemed to have used great strength and began to slowly close.
With a crunching sound, the tree trunk wrapped in sand was squeezed hard by the sand.
"Crush it for me!"
Liu Feng gritted his teeth and suddenly made a fist with his right hand.
The tree trunk not far away was instantly squeezed and broken by the sand, sawdust flew everywhere, and then the entire tree slowly fell down.
"Huhu..."
Liu Feng gasped for air, and his face couldn't help but reveal a smile of joy, "Succeeded..."
Liu Feng moved his fingers slightly, and the sand where it was was controlled again, turning into a long river of sand, returning to Liu Feng's hand, rolling continuously.
Liu Feng smiled with satisfaction, moved his fingertips slightly, and the sand instantly turned into a long river and flew into a big gourd not far away.
(End of chapter)