A November sky was drizzling with a steady, fine rain. A young man of seventeen or eighteen galloped down a country road. He had a handsome face, delicate features, and piercing eyes, revealing a spirit and resolve. He carried a longbow slung across his back, looking remarkably heroic.
Just as the young man reached the end of the village, preparing to embark on the path up the mountain, a charming baby voice suddenly rang out: "Brother Xiaofeng, Brother Xiaofeng!" Jiang Feng paused involuntarily. He looked up and saw a dark-skinned little girl standing in front of a house, smiling at him with an adorable smile. "It's Heinu! Why are you fetching water alone? Where's Grandma Guan?" Jiang Feng asked, concerned, looking at the bucket in Heinu's hand.
Hei Nuo blinked her eyes and said aggrievedly: "Grandma went up the mountain to chop firewood yesterday and accidentally sprained her ankle." As she spoke, a trace of helplessness flashed in her eyes.
This Hei Niu was also a child with a tragic fate. Two years ago, her father was killed by a tiger while hunting in the mountains. Her mother was heartbroken and passed away from illness a year ago, leaving her all alone.
Hearing this, Jiang Feng felt a surge of sympathy. He gently comforted her, "Don't worry, Heinu. Go to my house and ask Grandpa to prescribe some medicine for you. Grandma Guan will be fine after a few days of rest." Since arriving in Niu Village, Grandpa has been helping the villagers with their medical treatment. Jiang Feng has also learned a lot from him and has a thorough understanding of the effects of various medicinal herbs.
"Brother Xiaofeng, are you going up the mountain to hunt?" Heinu asked curiously, with curiosity and concern in her eyes.
"Yes, Hei Niu, be good and listen to me. I'll grill some meat for you when I come back." Jiang Feng replied with a smile, his eyes full of doting.
"Brother Xiaofeng's grilled meat is the best in the world!" Hei Niu shouted excitedly, but then she remembered something and looked a little worried. "Brother, you'd better not go. There are big tigers in the mountains. Dad was eaten by a tiger..."
Jiang Feng looked at the six-year-old girl in front of him with heartache: "Don't worry, your brother is stronger than a tiger." Looking at Jiang Feng's departing back, Hei Nuo walked towards Jiang Feng's home sensibly.
The mountain before us is called Black Dragon Mountain. Legend has it that a black dragon once cultivated there. There's a pool of water there called Black Dragon Pond, where most of the animals drink and it's also a popular hunting spot for the villagers.
At this time, a young man came to a thousand-year-old tree, gathered his energy and strength, and quickly climbed to the top of the tree. He practiced the Qingyun Jue and looked into the distance.
"Huh! With my current skill level, I can activate the Qingyun Jue. No animal within a thousand-meter diameter of my body can escape my eyes. But today I didn't even see a rabbit," Jiang Feng muttered to himself in confusion.
The sky gradually darkened. Jiang Feng ate the dry food in his hand and thought, maybe winter is coming. All the villages are hunting for winter supplies. The animals in the forest are hiding deeper.
There were more than one village in the Black Dragon Mountain area. It looked like they had to head deep into the mountains tomorrow to try their luck. Thinking about Jiang Feng practicing the Qingyun Jue, letting the spiritual energy of heaven and earth flow through his body, although his dantian couldn't absorb it for the time being, the benefits to his body were self-evident.
Under the influence of the Qingyun Jue, spiritual energy continuously flowed through his four meridians and eight vessels. Suddenly, one meridian burst open, followed by the others. Intense pain spread throughout his body, and he spat out a mouthful of blood. His clothes burst open, and drops of blood seeped out of his body. It was a horrific scene.
Jiang Feng's eyes widened, almost bulging out of his sockets. He looked up at the sky with a face full of anger and roared, "Damn God! Do you really want to destroy me completely? No way! I haven't figured out the mystery of my true origin yet, and there are still many unfinished tasks waiting for me to complete!"
With that, Jiang Feng gritted his teeth, steeling his resolve. He thought to himself, "Let's go for it! It's a dead end anyway, so I might as well give it a try!" With trembling hands, he pulled out the bottle of black pills his grandfather had given him. At that moment, he didn't care about anything else, dosage, or consequences. He simply opened the bottle cap and poured the entire pill into his mouth.
Instantly, these pills transformed into a surging surge of powerful energy, rushing madly towards Jiang Feng's limbs and bones like a wild horse. However, because he swallowed too many pills at once, the medicinal power far exceeded the limit of his body's tolerance. This excess energy began to recklessly attack his bones throughout his body.
But Jiang Feng refused to give up. He gritted his teeth, endured the excruciating pain, and continuously practiced the Qingyun Jue technique passed down from his ancestors, trying to control the two violent forces and hoping that they would cancel each other out. As time passed, he could even clearly hear a series of crackling sounds coming from his bones. It felt like a giant of immense size and strength was wielding a huge hammer, smashing into his body again and again.
"Am I going to die here today?" Jiang Feng sighed inwardly, feeling his consciousness gradually blurring, his eyelids growing heavier, and a wave of fatigue washing over him like a tide. "I really want to just fall asleep... But if I collapse now, everything will be over... No, I can't give up!" Although his thoughts were already somewhat confused, Jiang Feng still relied on his tenacious willpower to persevere.
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