Hongmeng Lingbao in Doupo

"Dang! Dang...ding ding ding..."

In the dark night, there was a permeating knocking sound, coupled with the faint green light shining on the mountainside, it looked extremely scary from a distance.

If not everyone is used to it, we might have to form a group to catch certain things.

Fire attribute fighting spirit is not very efficient if practiced at night. Xiao Feng was bored and thought about carving a statue by himself.

The weak pale green light reflected the stone carvings slightly lower than Xiao Feng, giving it a ghostly look.

If a timid person comes here unexpectedly and suddenly sees this scene, he will be frightened and scream.

Xiao Feng looked at this stone carving, which was a head lower than him and about 1.6 meters tall, and nodded with satisfaction.

"After more than a year of careful polishing, even the hair is now perfectly fine. The overall look is almost the same as the fifteen-year-old you! I hope you can stay with your parents underground and live a happy life."

Xiao Feng took out a knife and cut his index finger, and the bright red blood that gushed out was smeared on Shi Qiao's lips, adding a touch of enchantment to the gloomy Shi Qiao.

Forest-white flames emerged from the wound, and the blood that kept pouring out suddenly solidified.

Xiao Feng raised his head and looked up at the night sky. Dots of stars guarded the bright moon in the sky, and the Milky Way filled the sky with silver light.

"It's been almost three years! As expected, that girl Yanran is coming, right?" Ruoyouruwu's murmur spread into the night sky, and a layer of pale red gauze floated on Xiao Feng's body, shattering the fallen leaves on his body.

The autumn wind is ruthless, blowing fallen leaves all over the ground.

"Let's sweep again tomorrow. There are always endless fallen leaves to sweep in this place every autumn." Xiao Feng shook his head, hid his gauze clothes, and walked into the wooden house.

The wooden house that was once very comfortable is now a little cramped, and it is difficult to move around without having to bend down and lower your head.

The next day, Xiao Feng got up early. After washing, he carried the six to seven hundred kilograms of stone carvings to his parents' graves and stood upright there.

"Xiao Yan's Xuanzhong Ruler must not exceed a thousand catties! Otherwise, it will not be able to crush him." Xiao Feng walked to the woods on the mountainside, took out the hand knife from the Najie, and started cutting down the trees.

Ever since he was promoted to a fighter, he has been living in seclusion, practicing quietly in this mountainside wooden house.

Apart from the monthly quota, there was almost nothing that disturbed him.

He didn't even go to the coming-of-age ceremony. It was really meaningless.

But when Xiao Ding and Xiao Li left, a few people gathered together.

Wutan City is located on the border of the northern province of the Gama Empire. The energy of heaven and earth is not very strong where the Xiao family is located. Coupled with the lack of experience and elixirs to assist cultivation, Xiao Feng's progress is not fast.

In the past two years, I have only managed to go from one-star fighter to five-star fighter.

You know, Xiao Yan spent a year cultivating from the third level of Dou Zhi Qi to the eighth level of Dou Zhi Qi, and then took half a year to reach the fourth level of Dou Zhi. Then it took another year and a half to practice from the fourth level of Dou Zhi to the great level.

Fighter.

It only took Xiao Feng two years to go from one-star fighter to five-star fighter, which was a huge difference.

First, there is a gap in energy. Whether it is the Warcraft Mountains, the desert with extremely rich fire elements, or the underground space, a paradise for fire masters to practice, they all instantly kill the Xiao family's back mountain where Xiao Feng is located.

The second is the gap in auxiliary training resources. From the foundation-building spirit liquid used by Xiao Yan to burning blood, amethyst source liquid, earth fire lotus seeds, and three-line clear spirit pill, all of them are the best medicine for the current stage.

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Moreover, Xiao Yan had successfully broken through the Dou Zhe, and the foundation of his meridians and physical body was still there. It was not so much about cultivating Dou Qi, but rather restoring Dou Qi.

Therefore, although Xiao Feng has the sub-fire of the alien fire to assist him in training, and his skills are also low-level Xuan-level skills, his training speed is still not as good as Xiao Yan.

The cultivation of Dou Qi is similar to the cultivation of immortals. The wealth couple, Dharma and Earth are indispensable. He currently lacks experience and a good cultivation environment.

"Huchi, wheeze..."

Xiao Feng walked back panting while carrying five or six logs about ten centimeters in diameter tied together.

"Clang!"

He threw the log to the ground, went into the house, picked up a glass of water, and drank from it.

Walking out of the wooden house, Xiao Feng looked at the six pieces of wood scattered on the ground, his eyes narrowed slightly, and the hand knife in his hand glowed an eye-catching crimson.

"Whoa!"

Under the command of Yi Dao, the hand knife with a flame tail split the log into two and cut off a two-meter-long section of wood.

Xiao Feng squatted down and gently stroked the smooth section. He actually cut off the ten centimeter thick log with one knife. The cut was as smooth as a mirror. After a gentle sniff, the faint smell of burnt lake still remained.

He arranged several logs and quickly used the knife to cut the six logs into eighteen two-meter-long pieces of wood.

"It seems there are too many!" Xiao Feng muttered softly, erected the eighteen cylindrical timbers one by one, and arranged them neatly on the flat ground.

"Swish, swish, swish!" "Kakaka..."

In less than a moment, all the logs were evenly cut into wooden boards three or four centimeters thick.

"How to make a coffin?" Xiao Feng scratched his hair and looked at the wooden boards on the floor with some confusion: "It seems that it requires riveting skills, which I don't know how to do!"

"Cousin Xiao Feng, it's time to eat!"

Xiao Feng stood up and looked towards the source of the sound. Two people came to deliver food again.

In two years, the little girl has grown into a tall and graceful aunt. Her beautiful face and slim figure will definitely attract the attention of a pack of wolves.

Xiao Feng, on the other hand, doesn't have much feeling. He's too familiar, and he's too young! Is he still fifteen years old? He will probably go to jail.

Moreover, he had no interest in this girl from the beginning to the end. After all, deep in his heart, this girl had already been touched by Xiao Yan...

"What are you doing?" Xiao Yan looked at the wooden boards on the ground and asked curiously. He looked around and felt something was wrong. When his eyes moved to the edge of the tomb, he understood what was wrong.

"Is the carving finished? Are you planning to bury yourself?" Xiao Yan raised his eyebrows and said with a smile.

Xiao Feng gave a thumbs up, without even turning his head, he quickly took out a few plates of delicious food, picked up the rice bowl and started eating.

Xiao Yan was somewhat curious and gestured with several wooden boards. It seemed that he had opened some extraordinary meridians. He actually used the hand knife on the ground to dig out a long hole in one wooden board and paneled the other wooden board.

Go in.

He gestured briefly and then continued to move. After a while, the coffin boards made of several wooden boards were inlaid. As long as a wooden board was placed at the other end, the coffin bottom would be ready.

He stood up and wiped his sweat, sat on the stone bench, and took a sip of the tea poured by Xun'er.

Digging a hole in a four-centimetre-thick board is not an easy task.

What's more, he doesn't have the tools at his disposal.

"Are you burying your youth or your memories?" Xiao Yan looked at Xiao Feng thoughtfully and said.

Xiao Feng's heart trembled, there are so many smart people!

"It's not that particular. I just carve out a picture of myself and accompany my parents on my behalf!"

Xiao Yan rolled his eyes and didn't bother to ask more questions. He couldn't get a satisfactory answer from this guy.

Xun'er looked at Xiao Feng. He felt that Xiao Feng seemed to be shrouded in a layer of fog, and he couldn't sense his specific realm. On the surface, he seemed to be a Nine-Star Fighter.

"I've only been a nine-star fighter for two years. How can I be a liar?"

After Xiao Feng finished his meal, he and Xiao Yan studied making a coffin.

"That's wrong of you. The coffin should still have a skeleton. We need to get some rough wood and specially drill holes to inlay the wooden boards."

"Just do it casually. You live by yourself and not by others, so why are you so serious?"

"You can't live in it so casually? It has to be built solidly. If you do this, the coffin will fall apart if you put the stone in it."

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Xiao Xun'er rolled her eyes when she saw the two people working there.

The two of them worked for a long time, and by noon, the huge project was finally completed. A sturdy coffin was parked on the flat ground, surrounded by some scrap wood.

"Bang Bang..." Xiao Yan knocked twice and nodded with satisfaction.

Xiao Feng stuck a coffin lid riveted together on top of the coffin, slid it gently, and closed the lid.

"Done! Haha..." Xiao Feng held the coffin and laughed.

"Are you leaving?" Xiao Yan looked at Xiao Feng with a complicated expression. In the past three years, the two of them have been together often. They are both brothers and classmates.

Xiao Feng nodded: "It's been three years. Too much time has been wasted in these three years. The Xiao family and even Wutan City are still a bit small and not suitable for cultivation."

Suddenly, Xiao Feng frowned slightly and looked down the mountain.

Only seven people were seen rushing towards this direction. The leader was a young girl, dressed in cloud brocade, with cloud-colored silver swords embroidered on her cuffs, and a sad look on her eyebrows.

"Nalan Yanran!"

Xiao Feng looked at Xiao Yan and Xun'er who were getting intimate next to him, with a playful smile on his lips.