Wei Feng only felt his eyes go dark. When he could see again, he had appeared in a dense forest. There were green shrubs in front, back, left and right. There were knee-deep grass at his feet, and towering giant trees looked up.
The sky above the head blocks out the sun, and only wisps of sunlight can shine through the gaps between the mottled branches, but this little light and shadow is not enough for Wei Feng to distinguish the direction and time.
The good news is that he has just finished training, and he has the standard long sword on his back, which can be used to clear the way. As for the bad news, there is too much bad news. Even because he is stingy with credits, he has not yet redeemed the sword engraved with spiritual patterns. The knife was so big that he fell into the secret realm for no reason, without any companions around him.
But these are not what Wei Feng cares about most. The only thing he cares about now is that Cang Gou is not around.
As Wei Feng thought, with him as the center, thick mist slowly rose from the woods within a dozen miles, and along with it, his perception could spread to more than ten miles away.
However, within the scope of the fog, there were no humans he knew well. Wang Ping, Wang Jingzhi, and Pei Hansheng were not nearby, and neither was Cang Gou.
Wei Feng's heart sank. It seemed that everyone had been dispersed by the secret teleportation. He closed his eyes and let go of his own perception. However, he did not focus on the summoned mist, but was immersed in his heart. Feeling the connection in the dark, the connection that only he and Cang Gou can sense.
This connection was established as early as the day Wei Feng picked up Cang Gou. Wei Feng didn't know how or why it was established. He only knew that he could always sense Cang Gou's existence and could also He understands every bark of the gray dog, and even feels like his life is connected.
Although the connection at this time was not as clear as when Cang Gou was around, he could probably still sense the position, determined the direction, and Wei Feng decisively headed there.
Walking in this untrodden forest is quite time-consuming and laborious. The ground is often soft or muddy, and one foot is deep and the other is shallow. Wei Feng used the magic butterfly dance steps to walk through the forest, and from time to time he would be hit by a foot. Interrupted by stepping into the air or stepping into the depth.
Each interruption was like music that had stopped abruptly, or like a dancer whose performance had been interrupted. However, in the process, his understanding of the dance steps of the butterfly was rapidly deepening.
In the past, I always focused on the first two words, and also specifically looked up information about the phantom butterfly. At the same time, I also recalled the fluttering appearance of butterflies I had seen, hoping to help me quickly get started with this set of movements. At this time, it was hidden. I realized something and found that I had unknowingly ignored the word dance steps.
The creator of this set of movements is a female cultivator. It seems that it is based on women's dance postures. Most of the female dance postures in Jiang Guo are light and soft. The dancers with light and soft bodies take one step like a dragonfly touching the water. As the posture dances, the next step falls lightly.
The viewer is usually immersed in the graceful figure of the dancer, and does not realize that the dancer sometimes moves to the left and sometimes to the right, and his body shape is erratic.
Wei Feng's inspiration suddenly rises, and he also imitates others. Like a dancer, his feet are light and nimble, and his movements are erratic. His feet seem to be exerting force, but they are actually stepping on them. They seem to be stepping on them, but they are exerting force. The emptiness and reality only follow the dancer's movements. He makes a decision based on his will, and others cannot tell where his next kick will land or where he will turn.
Unknowingly, Wei Feng's forward movement has not been interrupted for a long time, and he doesn't know when he really started to dance with the butterfly dance.
If he were still in the academy, Wei Feng might have been happy for a while, but at this moment, his face was expressionless, and the joy of getting started with the movement skills was forgotten by him. He was now just immersed in the connection with Cang Gou.
There are many wild animals in the woods, including smaller ones such as rabbits and badgers, and larger ones such as wild sheep and muntjacs. When these animals fly past, they are so frightened that they run away when they hear the sound. At this time, Wei Feng Not in the mood for hunting either.
However, some of these beasts are short-sighted. Wei Feng met him right in front of him. On his way, there was a wild boar with outturned tusks. Wei Feng did not want to delay here, so he had several figures. I turned around to avoid it, but the wild boar seemed to feel that it was being provoked, and it roared sharply and chased Wei Feng.
Wei Feng was not worried that it would hurt him, but because it was difficult to walk in the forest, he couldn't get rid of it for a while. If he let it hang behind him, if it made too much movement, his existence would be exposed. Everything was unfamiliar, and he couldn't tell when he might be in danger, so after thinking about it, Wei Feng decided not to leave at all. He would just wait for the wild boar to come over and kill it directly, just in time to try his knife skills.
Just four breaths later, the wild boar appeared in his field of vision. There were lush trees in the forest, and the field of vision was actually not very large. If he could see it, it meant that it was not far in front of him.
This is a big wild boar with a dark body, a lot of mud on its surface, and a foul smell all over its body. It is much larger than the wild boar in the previous life. It is not much different if not one foot in length, and its weight is probably five or six hundred. Jin, two small but scarlet eyes on the huge pig's head were staring at Wei Feng. Saliva was dripping from both sides of the open mouth. The mouth was densely covered with fangs, the two largest ones turned out at the corners of the mouth.
Seeing that Wei Feng did not continue to run away but was waiting on the spot, he howled and rushed towards him.
There are no wild boars in the mountains behind Moshi Village, so this is the first time that Wei Feng intuitively understands the word "pig rush". The wild boar is huge and powerful and cannot be underestimated. Its short legs and hooves run with great strength, and the short bushes along the way are completely invisible. Unable to stop it at all, branches flew everywhere and mud splashed everywhere it passed. In one breath, it covered the distance between the two, and a pair of thick fangs were about to hit Wei Feng.
Wei Feng was not in a hurry. He used the Phantom Butterfly Body Technique before the fangs came and took two steps. He avoided the impact with ease. At the same time, the energy in his body was running, and he moved according to the operation route of the Soul-Destroying Blade Technique. Although the long knife was not The spirit weapon, however, does not affect the performance of the sword technique. At most, its power is reduced a bit. The sword slashes towards the side of the wild boar's neck, clearly aiming to kill it with one blow.
However, just when Wei Feng's blade fell and was about to strike it, the mud on the wild boar's body glowed with an earthy yellow light, and the originally sticky and slippery mud suddenly became extremely hard.
"Ping!"
When the long knife struck this layer of earthy-yellow mud, it made a sound of gold and iron, as if it was struck on a stone building, and a burst of sparks exploded.
Wei Feng exerted great force, originally aiming for the pig's head to fall to the ground with his knife, but at this moment, he slashed the wild boar's body. The blade cut through the layer of khaki light and only embedded a few inches into the flesh before it was stuck. It could no longer be seen. With an inch forward, he drew out his long knife. The edge of the knife where he had just struck was already slightly curled.
The wild boar was injured by this knife, and the smelly blood flowed out from the wound on the neck, but it aroused its ferocity. With a shrill howl, it forcibly turned around and bit Wei Feng's waist and abdomen.
Wei Feng hurriedly dodged again, narrowly avoiding the bite, and slashed the wound on his neck with the long knife. This time he did not use too much force to prevent it from affecting the next dodge. After all, he also realized after the previous knife. This wild boar is not extraordinary. With its rough skin and thick flesh, it is probably unrealistic to get rid of it in one or two strikes.
The body surface had been broken open before, and this time the khaki light had little resistance to the blade. The blade passed by, and the wound on the wild boar's neck was a few minutes deeper, and the blood that originally flowed out slowly gurgled outward. Risk it.
The big wild boar was in pain and howled several times, but it still continued to attack Wei Feng. However, Wei Feng, who had already mastered the Phantom Butterfly Movement, could not be touched by the bulky wild boar. Several attacks failed. Instead, Wei Feng slashed him a few more times. At this time, the wounds were already difficult to heal, and the smelly wild boar blood dyed a large area of the ground red.
The wild boar was no longer as irritable as before. His small scarlet eyes seemed to be a little clearer, and he suddenly turned around and wanted to escape.
But how could Wei Feng follow its will, come and go as he pleased? He, Mr. Wei, was not a vegetarian either. He immediately mobilized his energy and followed closely in the phantom butterfly dance. No matter how hard the wild boar tried to evade, he could not get rid of it. open.
Wei Feng struck one blow after another without using any force to avoid breaking the knife. He just attacked again and again. Until the last blow, half of its head was hanging down on the neck, and the wild boar moved dejectedly. After a few steps, he finally fell down without making any sound. Until his death, Wei Feng was not sure whether he was hacked to death or whether he died of excessive bleeding.
But I received a prompt:
[Player "Wei Feng" has killed "Wild Boar" and gained 50 experience points]
It was only 50 o'clock. Wei Feng's face was dark. He had been busy for a long time and harvested so little. It was a waste of time. He wiped the long knife clean angrily, and then left without looking back. Wild boar meat, especially adult male wild boar meat, Pork was inedible, smelly and tough.
Not long after he left, a dark leopard came here smelling the smell of blood. Seeing that it was a dead wild boar, Dangzhi started to feast on it without any ceremony, and tore open the wild boar's thick belly with one claw, and its big head He reached into the belly of the wild boar, picked up the internal organs, and ate them. As he chewed, there was a flash of fire between his mouth and teeth.
However, the black panther had not eaten for long before it raised its head alertly, its ears erect as if it was listening for something, and then it growled unwillingly, biting a large piece of internal organs and ran away...
(End of chapter)
