"Mrs. Zhang, please walk slowly."
Jing Jieying waved to a woman who was leaving, with a beautiful smile on her face, until she disappeared around the corner of the street.
She was wearing a golden silk butterfly skirt, her skin was whiter than snow, her eyes were like water waves, and her beautiful face was smeared with light powder. She was none other than Jingfeng's mother, Jing Jieying.
She took out her handkerchief and wiped the fine beads of sweat on the goose's neck, and breathed a sigh of relief. The swaying grace is very charming, which is far different from the posture of a village woman in the mountains. Even the princes of the surrounding countries have heard about this shocking beauty.
The mountain village here is not far from the city and county in the west and has a relatively large population, so Jing Jieying opened a makeup shop after settling here.
Since her husband died young, she grew up raising Jingfeng alone. In the blink of an eye, it has been more than ten years. Although there are not many ups and downs in life, it is still a leisurely time to not hear what is going on outside the window.
In the afternoon, there were not many guests coming. Occasionally, the gangsters passing by would whistle a few times to such a beautiful widow like her, but Jing Jieying didn't bother to pay attention.
After she hung up the wooden sign saying "unemployed", she went to the backyard. In a bungalow at the main entrance, there is a spiritual plaque with the words "Her husband Han Mingyu's spiritual place" engraved on it. She washed the handkerchief, picked up the memorial tablet and wiped it carefully.
She has been a widow for more than ten years. During this period, many gentry, villagers, rich people, and even princes and princesses came to propose marriage to her, but she never agreed. As a mother, she also gained the reputation of a "chaste and pure woman". Jing Jieying was left dumbfounded.
While wiping the spiritual tablet, she murmured to herself: "Senior brother, if you were willing to listen to me, now we should have the capital to revive our school..."
"It's a pity that you are too stubborn. How could you be defeated by a mere monster with such a talented and heroic figure..."
Jing Jieying looked lonely, as if she was remembering the past.
"If you can watch Feng'er grow up, you will be worthy of being a master... With his talent and intelligence, and the guidance of a peerless master, he will definitely be able to ride on the wind and soar thousands of miles in the future."
After saying that, she put down the spiritual tablet and picked up the ancient whip that was supposed to be there out of habit, but she missed it.
"Huh?" Jing Jieying was a little surprised. Could it be that the ancient whip was taken away by Jingfeng?
"Forget it, it's just a royal weapon. Its value is nothing compared to a human life."
Jing Jieying said to herself, feeling relieved quickly.
She came to the side room, pinched a spell in her hand, and slowly opened an inconspicuous iron box.
Surprisingly, there was a faint sound of joyful singing in the box, and then a cyan long sword rushed out of the box and circled around Jing Jieying like a spirit.
If there is a peerless master here, he will know that this is a sacred weapon just by perception, because it has a weapon spirit. Each sacred weapon is made from the bones of ancient beasts and rare equipment in the world, and cannot be made without a blacksmith master.
The long green sword flew to Jing Jieying's side as quickly as seeing a relative, and knocked over the box. Several magic weapons fell out with a clanging sound, each one of extraordinary quality.
If others on the mainland knew that there were so many magic weapons here, there would definitely be another bloody storm.
"Xiaoqing, it must be very lonely to have you in there for so long."
Jing Jieying gently stroked the blade of the sword as if stroking her own child, her eyes full of tenderness.
"When Feng'er can be on his own in the future, I will take you to find Xiao Zi and let those who have bullied us know that we are not easy to mess with!"
The green long sword spun twice, as if responding cheerfully, and Jing Jieying even vaguely heard the sweet singing.
She gently picked up the magic weapon that fell on the ground and put it back into the box. There were also some yellowed books and brocade clothes inside, which seemed to be telling some unknown past.
The blue long sword also returned to the cabinet obediently. Jing Jieying made a secret and sealed the iron box again.
Then, she took out a jade bottle from her arms and poured some emerald green liquid from it onto the lampstand on the wooden table.
After a while, a little mouse with silver-white hair emerged from the cracks in the ground. Its blood-red eyes seemed to indicate that it was different.
The mouse jumped onto the lampstand lightly, blinked at Jing Jieying, and rubbed its head with its two little paws.
Jing Jieying just watched it with interest, watching it slowly drink the emerald green liquid in the lampstand.
Then, there was a faint flow of green light inside the mouse's body, and its shape gradually changed into another shape.
"Go and see how Feng'er is doing. If he has fun with Lian'er, I won't wait for him to come back for dinner."
After that, the silver-furred mouse squeaked, jumped off the lampstand, and ran outside the house.
In the north of China mainland, there is a large mountain in the Danhu Mountains.
A young man with golden skin was carrying a girl on his back, followed by a young man in black chasing after him, followed closely by a roaring red-furred giant bear.
Looking carefully, the boys and girls escaping are Jing Feng, Xu Qinglian and Ge Yijian. Following behind him was the ferocious beast Fiery Bear, which was extremely furious after losing its mate and cubs.
The Fire Bear is so named because of its red hair, hot body and violent temperament. Its body is tough and it has the blood of ancient ferocious beasts. It is a real cave master level monster.
The cave master is equivalent to a powerful person in the wild qi realm in the human training world. Among these three people, Jingfeng is very strong in the physical body and has not practiced true qi. Ge Yijian and Xu Qinglian have only practiced for less than five years.
In terms of strength, Jingfeng could compete with Liehuo Xiong with his physical strength alone, but with the other two, he might become a burden.
Jingfeng thought quickly in his mind, tilted his head and said, "Lian'er, I'm afraid the target of this fiery bear is me. You and Ge Yijian go first, and I'll stay behind to hold it back."
"But, this fire bear is the cave master, it's too dangerous." Xu Qinglian gritted her teeth and said.
"It doesn't matter, just delay it for a while, I will have a way to get out."
Jingfeng saw a cave in front of him, and his tibia exerted force, causing the ground he stepped on to dent, and his speed became faster and faster.
Jingfeng placed Xu Qinglian at the entrance of the cave and pointed to Ge Yijian behind him, indicating that it was safe here. Then he took three steps and two steps, jumped up, and landed between Ge Yijian and Liehuo Xiong.
There are many wild animals in the mountains, including jackals, tigers and leopards, but the hunters dare not provoke the bears. What's more, it is a Cave Master-level Fiery Bear. Even those with strong aura must avoid its sharp edge when in a furious state.
"You ferocious beast, if I knew that the female bear was pregnant, I would definitely not kill her." Jingfeng said seriously to the Fiery Bear.
He was answered with a skin-furious growl.
"If you insist on taking our lives, don't blame me for being rude."
Jingfeng showed no fear and shouted loudly, his joints crackling.
Under the surprised gazes of Xu Qinglian and Ge Yijian, his body was getting taller and his skin was bulging.
Then Jingfeng's whole body radiated dazzling golden light, and his height suddenly increased to more than two feet. Like a golden-armored god descending from heaven to earth, he is majestic and unstoppable.
Even the Fiery Bear was stunned for a moment and stopped.
"The magical power of the extreme realm of martial arts - a giant spirit in the flesh!"
Ge Yijian was still frightened and exclaimed when he saw this moment.
Cultivation to the point of reaching a body of steel, iron or gold is the pinnacle of martial arts, and the physical body is already suitable as a container for cultivation. But only a few people can touch the extreme state of physical cultivation and discover the magical powers of martial arts.
Obviously, Jingfeng did it. It was a magical power that was said to be able to fight the legendary ferocious beasts of the ancient times.
Jingfeng took a step back with his right foot, stabilized his body and jumped out instantly. Suddenly, gravel flew out from under his feet, leaving a spiderweb-like crack.
Like a cannonball, he hit the Fiery Bear hard.
Just a rumble was heard, and the earth trembled. The strong jolting feeling was still clearly transmitted to the feet of the boy and girl hiding in the cave even after dozens of feet.
In Ge Yijian's eyes, this was no longer a fight between one person and one beast, but two giant beasts from the wild.
"Evil beast——"
Jingfeng's expression darkened, his black hair flying, his eyes were like lightning, his clothes were in pieces, and every punch hit the Fiery Bear firmly.
Jingfeng's fists and the fiery bear's paws were clamped together, and he raised his knees and thrust forward, the force was so great that it was earth-shattering.
This kick hit Liehuo Xiong's chest, making a heavy and loud sound. The pain made Liehuo Xiong twitch all over.
But these ferocious beasts were no ordinary monsters. They lowered their center of gravity, stretched out their heads and bit Jingfeng's neck.
Jingfeng's physical strength was so strong that he didn't panic at all. He retracted his head and in the next breath, he actually hit the flaming bear with his forehead.
boom!
The entire mountainside was shaken, and gravel fell on the bodies of the boys and girls in the cave. The air turned into a stormy sea, frightening the beasts and mountain spirits to flee in all directions.
Xu Qinglian and Ge Yijian had never seen such a battle before, and they were almost dumbfounded.
Fortunately, Ge Yijian calmed down and said to Xu Qinglian: "Qinglian, let's go down the mountain quickly now. This place is too dangerous."
"But, brother Jingfeng..." Xu Qinglian was a little worried about Situ Caifeng.
"It's okay. He's so powerful, so he'll be fine. We've become a burden to him here."
"Okay then...ah!" Xu Qinglian suddenly screamed. Her feet were covered with poisonous scorpion spiders at some point.
The girl was originally afraid of these things. Although her ankles hurt, she climbed out of the cave quickly.
"Brother Jian, come out quickly!" Xu Qinglian said.
Before Ge Yijian could answer, he only felt a stabbing pain in his abdomen and back. He lowered his head and looked down, only to see a dark tail needle passing through his chest.
"Brother Jian..." Before Xu Qinglian finished speaking, something unexpected happened.
Ge Yijian only felt that his whole body was cold and he could not circulate his true energy. He looked down at his palm and saw that the fine blood vessels on it had turned black. He must have been poisoned.
He only felt his body rising slowly. After a while, his heart hurt and he lost consciousness.
"Brother Jingfeng!"
Hearing Xu Qinglian's shout, Jingfeng turned around suddenly. I saw a black and purple poisonous scorpion king about the size of an adult crawling out of the cave, its tail needle hooking Ge Yijian's body. Many centipedes and scorpions were scattered around. Wherever it passed, the vegetation withered and the land was cracked.
Jingfeng was shocked and eager to get out of the battle. Xu Qinglian held on to the pain in her ankle and ran towards him.
"Lian'er!"
Jingfeng's eyes widened and were bloodshot.
How could Liehuo Xiong, who had lost his spouse, let him go so easily? He immediately broke free from Jingfeng's hand and pounced on Jingfeng's chest with his two claws, leaving several blood marks. Although Jingfeng was in pain, he couldn't care less about the raging fire.
The black and purple poisonous scorpion king flicked his tail needle and threw Ge Yijian's body aside.
The corpse had turned black all over and must have been poisoned, but traces of white smoke were coming out of the corpse's chest.
The Poisonous Scorpion King clamped his giant pincers, raised his tail needle and crawled towards Xu Qinglian.
