Jurong Mountain is located directly north of Ping'an Town.
It is named after the huge "Iron Banyan Tree" with an area of nearly 1,000 meters.
It is said that this huge iron banyan tree, which has lived for thousands of years, has become a tree god that protects all living beings around Jurong Mountain. , when nearby hunters go into the mountains to hunt, if they come near this iron banyan tree, they will come to the iron banyan tree to pay homage and pray for the safety of their families.
Jurong Mountain stretches for hundreds of kilometers, and wild beasts are rampant in the mountains.
At most, ordinary hunters can only hunt some small beasts on the outside of the mountain, but they dare not enter the interior of Jurong Mountain.
Although the terrain of Jurong Mountain is not small, because it is an inner mountain of the Jichen Empire, warriors from various sects in the country often go into the mountain to hunt high-level monsters, so over time, all that is left in Jurong Mountain are low-level monsters.
With beasts, powerful high-level monsters have not appeared for many years.
Yunfeng stopped in front of the mountain road at the foot of Jurong Mountain, looking at the path less than one meter wide in front of him, extending windingly into Jurong Mountain.
Yunfeng secretly thought that this path should be the path that the hunters near Jurong Mountain took when entering the mountain.
Yunfeng took a few deep breaths to soothe the thoughts in his mind, and then strode towards the mountain.
When Yunfeng walked less than a hundred meters into the mountain, he was suppressed by the dull atmosphere in the mountain and felt like it was difficult to breathe.
Ahead, towering ancient trees that have grown for who knows how many years cover the sky.
On the broad trunks, vines as thick as arms wind down around the trees, like thin pythons descending from the sky.
Waist-high weeds are everywhere.
Overgrown, countless thorns are scattered among the weeds.
Even though it was daytime, the visibility in the mountains was only a few hundred meters away.
The woods were so quiet that it was disturbing.
Occasionally, the sound of flapping wings of birds and animals came from the treetops above.
Yunfeng thought to himself that even if there were some ferocious beasts hiding in it, he might not know it.
Fortunately, this was an inner mountain and there were no powerful ferocious beasts or magical beasts, otherwise it would be really troublesome.
"Bang bang bang bang" Yunfeng can even hear his own heartbeat.
The withered leaves are scattered on the narrow path, and they make a "rustling" sound when stepping on them.
In this giant banyan mountain, there is no dullness.
It seemed so harsh.
Yunfeng was running the Four-Head Magic Technique crazily to suppress the discomfort in his chest.
In fact, Yunfeng knew that with his eighth-level swordsman strength, there were not many wild beasts that could hurt him outside the giant banyan mountain.
Maybe it's because since I came to this Tianhao Continent, Grandpa Fu has always been by my side.
Maybe it's because it's my first time entering the mountains, so I always feel uncomfortable.
"Ahhh" Yunfeng raised his head and shouted several times in the air to relieve the boredom in his heart.
"Papa papa pa" A large group of unknown birds were frightened by Yunfeng's cry, and they all flapped their wings and flew deep into the mountain forest.
"Come on, I hope you can reach the realm of sword master when you leave the mountain."
Yunfeng shouted loudly, and strode deeper into the forest with the encouragement of the momentum.
"Haha, I can't tell that this brat knows how to relieve the boredom in his heart."
On a huge tree, Ling Li and Ling Fu wanted to take a look and said proudly.
"Of course you don't want to look at who brought up Feng'er."
Ling Fu looked at Ling Li proudly and said extremely narcissistically.
"Tch" Ling Li gave Ling Fu a big roll of his eyes and said disdainfully.
Yunfeng walked forward step by step.
He didn't know how long it had passed before he saw an empty grassland in front of him, with a length, width and diameter of about twenty or thirty meters.
There were several other paths scattered around the grassland, and he didn't know where they led.
In the middle of the open space there is a simple stove made of stone, on which people can cook simple meals.
Yunfeng guessed that this should be a place where the nearby hunters who often went up the mountain slept in the open.
"It seems that I can only rest here today."
Yunfeng murmured to himself, casually took out the machete in his bracelet, cleaned up the weeds around the stove, picked up some dry firewood and put it in In the stove, use flammable weeds as ignition to light dry firewood.
Then they put the dry food in the fire and grilled it.
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"It seems like I should get some game to try tomorrow."
Yunfeng thought to himself as he looked at the dry food next to the stove that was gradually exuding the aroma of coarse grains.
Since his soul came to the Ling family, he has been living a life without worries about food and clothing.
In addition, he has been busy practicing in recent years, and he has almost put his favorite cooking skills to waste.
After hastily eating some dry food, Yunfeng added a few pieces of dry firewood to the stove, took out the tent and got in.
He sat cross-legged in the tent with his feet bent, made a cultivation mudra with his two palms, and started practicing.
Yunfeng doesn't dare to practice like he does at home now.
He can practice without any distractions, because he has his grandfather to protect him at home, so he doesn't have to worry about being disturbed by anyone.
But here, he had to rely on himself for everything.
Yunfeng used his full strength to run the Sihe Magic Technique, condensing all the weak sword energy in his body.
In a moment, Yunfeng's soul consciousness covered the surrounding area outside the tent.
Just when Yunfeng's cultivation was gradually entering a good state, a wave of sword energy energy from the sword master's peak state entered the area covered by the soul and consciousness.
Yunfeng suddenly opened his eyes, twisted his body and quickly stood up and walked out of the tent.
He saw a monster beast, a wild boar as tall as himself, appearing only a few meters in front of his tent.
Looking at this beast with hair all over its body The dark brown hair, tusks and canine teeth were shining brightly in the firelight on the stove, making Yunfeng feel an indescribable feeling of depression.
"Why are there magical beasts here?
Aren't there some magical beasts only in the hinterland of the mountains?"
Yunfeng looked at the wild boar beast and muttered to himself depressedly.
In fact, apart from Yunfeng, the wild boar beast in front of him was also quite depressed.
He thought that the old pig was sleeping beautifully in the territory, but it was caught by an old man and thrown here, causing him not to sleep well.
But it seemed that the old man had a grudge against the kid, and he just wanted to use his old pig's hands to kill him.
"Oh, you're unlucky.
I'm not in a good mood today when you meet me, the old pig."
Wild Boar thought to himself.
Yunfeng frowned slightly when he heard the wild boar beast's rapid breathing.
Yunfeng had already guessed that it was about to attack, so he hurriedly took out the machete from the dragon and phoenix bracelet and started running the technique crazily.
With a "hoo" sound, the large wild boar of several hundred kilograms roared and rushed towards Yunfeng.
Yunfeng hurriedly dodged sideways, but the wild boar beast's head tilted and its fangs pointed at Yunfeng's belly.
"Who said pigs are stupid?
I think this pig is smart," Yunfeng thought to himself.
Seeing that he couldn't escape anymore, Yunfeng raised his right foot and kicked the pig in the head.
With a muffled sound of "bang", the wild boar only shook its strong buttocks a few times, but Yunfeng was knocked back more than ten steps by the rebound force of the wild boar.
"How could this happen?"
Yunfeng muttered to himself in confusion.
When he was practicing in the backyard of Ling's house, he once kicked off a fir tree nearly forty centimeters in diameter.
How come he couldn't even kick this wild boar?
Not allowing Yunfeng to think too much, the wild boar beast rushed forward again.
Yunfeng hurriedly activated his skills, and with all his strength, he swung sideways to the side of the wild boar again, raised the machete in his hand, and slashed horizontally on the wild boar's hind legs.
"Ouch" the wild boar beast screamed, and the pig's feet were cut off with the skin and bones.
The Grunt fell to the ground, just as the Grunt was struggling to get up.
Yunfeng turned to one side and kicked the wild boar's neck with all his strength.
A "click" sound of bone cracking that made one's scalp numb was heard from the wild boar.
The wild boar's strong body was kicked several feet away by Yunfeng and hit a big tree not far away.
On the tree.
With a "bang", the wild boar's figure shook the big tree so much that the leaves fell to the ground like rain.
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Yunfeng walked slowly over and saw the wild boar struggling painfully under the tree.
A trace of unbearability flashed in Yunfeng's heart, but he finally cut off the wild boar's head with a knife.
"Huh", Yunfeng let out a heavy breath, and his tense nerves suddenly relaxed, and he sat on the ground as if he had fallen apart.
Recalling the two kicks on the wild boar beast, the contrast in the effects was huge.
Yunfeng, who was sitting on the ground, thought about it for a long time before his mind suddenly became clear.
Only then did Yunfeng realize that what he kicked with the first kick was all the explosive power of his body, but with the second kick, he used the Sihe Magic Technique to gather all the sword energy around his body on his right foot, so This is why there is such a big gap in the power of the front and back legs.
Recalling that when I practiced kung fu or performed martial arts in the backyard of Ling's house, I would first circulate the kung fu in my body and accumulate the energy of the sword before exerting force.
This was only good for dealing with the stone benches and pillars in the backyard of Ling's house.
When your opponent competes with you, your opponent rarely gives you this time and opportunity.
"No wonder grandpa asked me to come to the mountains to practice.
It turns out that the purpose is to practice the skills, the coordination of the sword energy and the body, and the rapid reaction."
Yunfeng murmured to himself with some understanding.
Yunfeng put his palms together, and formed a practice mudra with his fingers in a flowing motion, and quickly activated the four-in-one technique in his body.
He hoped to strike while the iron was hot and consolidate the moral virtue he had just realized.
Early the next morning, when the first ray of sunlight shone through the shadows of the trees and onto the grass, Yunfeng slowly opened his eyes.
"Huh" Yunfeng let out a heavy breath.
After yesterday's small insights, Yunfeng unknowingly felt that he had realized the bottleneck of breakthrough.
He believed that in a while, he should be able to advance to the rank of ninth-level swordsman.
He had been stuck as an eighth-level swordsman for so long, and now it seemed he finally had a chance to cross over.
Yunfeng simply ate some dry food and then started to pack his luggage.
After everything was ready, Yunfeng looked at the forked roads in front of him hesitantly, wondering which one he should choose.
"Oh, feel free to do whatever you want.
Grandpa and the others don't have to worry about getting lost anyway."
Yunfeng comforted himself in his heart.
He randomly chose a northerly path and walked up it quickly.
Yunfeng felt that since the battle with the wild boar beast last night, he had fallen in love with the feeling of tension in the body and the smooth feeling of freedom from the movements of the whole body.
That feeling was far stronger than him hiding in the backyard by himself, practicing hard with nothing new.
Although he fell in love with the feeling of war, Yunfeng decided not to use the "machete" in the future because he didn't want to kill a monster every time he encountered it.
He was just here to practice, not to Killing
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