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Add Bookmark | Recommend this book | Back to the book page | My bookshelf | Mobile Reading Free Web Novel,Novel online - All in oicq.net -> Fantasy -> fertile blood: New Volume Chapter 3 Travel; Previous page Return to Catalog Next page; "Thank you Yue'er." Looking at these three little guys who were both strange and familiar, and whom he loved from the bottom of his heart, Feng Yuan felt excited. He took the small bowl, drank it all in one gulp, and returned the small bowl to Mingyue's hand. , rubbed her little head and said, "The fish soup made by Baby Yue'er is delicious."

 "Second brother, the eldest brother is still holding his sword on the cliff and looking at the sun," a cool little boy hugged Feng Yuan's hand and said, "He has forgotten what happened yesterday again."

 "Second brother, Master is still sleeping and hasn't woken up yet." An ugly little man said; "I just finished wiping Master's body."

 A look of pain appeared on Feng Yuan's face. This was not his intention, but came from the remaining memories in his body. He stretched out his hand to hold the three of them in his arms. The five of them were not brothers and sisters, they were all masters. The orphan he picked up was just seven years ago, that is, the year when he picked up Luo Lone and Mingyue. He was seriously injured and fell behind the mountain gate. Although he was not dead, he never woke up again. According to Feng Yuan's understanding, he had already After becoming a vegetative state, although the vitality of the physical body is still there, the soul has been sleeping for almost eternity. 

 "That is, seven years ago, the responsibility of taking care of three junior brothers, junior sisters, and master fell on ten-year-old Fengyuan and twelve-year-old Qingping.

 This is a mythical world where both humans and monsters exist. The world is huge and boundless. There are many sects and monsters. The six masters and disciples of Fengyuan belong to one of the most powerful sword sects in the world. They belong to the peripheral clan of the sword sect. One hundred veins, the last and weakest Ogurayama branch,

 The Baimai of the Sword Sect belong to the periphery. They are the subsidiary sects opened by the sects that were eliminated by the Sword Sect and moved to the other side's mountain sect. Those who practice are all Sword Sect's foundation-building techniques, as a means for the Sword Sect's core to select disciples. 

 As the price of being attached to the sect, each peak must turn over a certain number of genius treasures on a regular basis. 

 It's a pity that when the master was there, there was no problem with all of this. With his master's strength, let alone this small contribution, at that time, although Xiaocangshan was in a state of decline, it still had hundreds of servants and a dozen outer sects. Disciple, after Master Zongzong died of his injuries and fell into the state of the living dead forever, everything in Xiaocang Mountain was empty except for a few empty caves, five underage villains, and a sleeping warrior. Linghua The elixir, the spiritual field, and all the valuable things in the mountain disappeared. 

 After all the belongings in Xiaocang Mountain were wiped out by the servants and disciples, the two people and three children who had nothing left borrowed some first-level spiritual wheat seeds and cleared a small patch of land in the abandoned spiritual field on the mountain to plant them. Feng Yuan was responsible for planting them. Weeding the ground, taking care of three children, and the sleeping master,

 Qingping, the senior brother with the highest cultivation level and the oldest age, has to go out on adventures to find elixirs and treasure materials in dangerous places with mountains and rivers, first- and second-level trial sites, and places where monsters roam everywhere. Livelihood for six people. It takes ten days and a half to go out every time, and every time I come back, I am scarred. It might be easy to support ordinary people, but the cultivation of warriors requires too much elixir. Qingping does not want her younger brothers and sisters to delay the most critical foundation-building training in their lives and go to evil places because of the lack of elixir. Taking risks has become something he often does. 

 The sky is unpredictable, and people are prone to misfortunes and misfortunes. One night two years ago, the senior brother, covered in blood and with a pale face, ran into the house with a third-level elixir, the Clear Dew Jade Bead Grass, which was worth thousands of spiritual stones. Shanmen fell into Fengyuan's arms. According to what he said, the elixir was guarded by a third-level monster named Wu Tianzhang. Qingping squatted in that place for seven days and seven nights, and finally the monster came out. While foraging for food, he stole the elixir, but was rubbed by the poisonous breath of the returning Tianzhang. He was poisoned, but Feng Yuan saw a faint six-finger palm mark on his senior brother's back. There is a small fork above the little finger. 

 Feng Yuan's eyes were cold and he didn't say anything. Since the senior brother didn't say anything, it proved that knowing it now would not be of any benefit. He didn't want to lose his life because he avenged himself in vain. In the end, he sold the spiritual grass and spent all his money on it. I spent all my spirit stones and bought four third-level detoxification pills to save him. It's a pity that the sequelae have been left. From then on, Qingping could only remember the names of five people permanently. After one day, all the memories of the day before yesterday were forgotten. Apart from caring for the four of them, he could no longer go out. He just held an iron sword and ran to the cliff every day, in a daze, watching the sunrise and sunset. 

 Since two years ago, everything in Xiaocang Mountain has been weighing on Feng Yuan. Fortunately, although Feng Yuan is young, he is not bad at wisdom, plus he is hardworking and resourceful. Carrying a piece of the sky at such a young age, although Xiaocang Mountain is still in a bad state, at least the five of them will not starve to death, and they still have some money to spend on training. A month ago, Fengyuan, who had reached the seventh level of peak Feeling a sense of breakthrough, he went into seclusion in the back mountain cave to break through. However, he did not expect that the moment of breakthrough would also be the moment of his death, and Fengyuan easily took over his body. 

 "Loneliness, easy wind, moonlight"?, Senior brother is going out. You stay at home and take good care of your house. The wheat in the field is almost ripe. Don’t let those little birds eat it. When brother comes back, we will harvest it. Also, senior brother taught you how to build the foundation. Don't let your swordsmanship fall behind. You must practice it carefully three times every morning, noon and night. You can't sleep in when the sun rises every morning. Get up and practice Qi conscientiously. Senior brother will check your progress when he comes back. If anyone dares to be lazy, he will be spanked! "Feng Yuan rubbed the heads of the three little guys and threatened fiercely; he secretly decided in his heart that since I inherited his body, I will also inherit his responsibilities.

 "Don't worry, second brother, we won't be lazy. If anyone dares to be lazy, the worm will bite off his chicken." Yi Feng, the fourth son, swore to God. 

 After Xiao San'er listened lonely, two black lines suddenly appeared on his cool little face. Mingyue's little face also turned red at Xiao Si's words, "Hehe, luckily I'm not there, don't be afraid."

 Feng Yuan's face darkened, and he gave Xiaosi Yifeng a blow: "You bastards, please stay at home and wait for me to come back."

 "Wait, brother," Xiao Mingyue ran into the room and ran out soon holding a small bundle, "Second brother, take this dry food with you to eat on the road!"

 Feng Yuan smiled slightly and took the small baggage. The moment Feng Yuan touched the small baggage, he froze because he sensed a trace of spiritual energy in the small baggage. He slowly took the small baggage and opened it. Five of the fist-sized noodle cakes, containing a touch of aura, appeared in front of Feng Yuan. Because I left it for a long time, the spiritual energy dissipated a lot, and it became a lot harder. This is food made from spiritual wheat ground into flour. It contains a touch of spiritual energy and is of great benefit to the body. People who practice martial arts and rich families will eat spiritual wheat or other spiritual rice. Because of this Not only can it strengthen muscles and bones, but it can also gradually remove impurities from the body, which is of great benefit to cultivation. But how could the impoverished Xiaocangshan Fengyuan family afford this? These were the harvests of Lingmai last year. Old Fengyuan left a small amount of Lingmai, saved them, and made them into pancakes bit by bit. Let the three little guys eat them when their cultivation reaches a critical stage. To replenish body energy, Fengyuan himself ate thick pancakes made from Lingmai bran containing trace amounts of spiritual energy and mixed with ordinary wheat. 

 "Yue'er, what's going on?" Feng Yuan's face darkened; "You are at a good time to grow your body and build your foundation. You need the nourishment of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Why are you keeping this cake?"

 "Brother, we are tired of eating them all the time. Let me leave these to my brother to eat slowly outside. Is it Ah Mo or Ah Feng?"

 "Well, brother, we are tired of eating." Luo Lone and Yi Feng swallowed their saliva and nodded seriously;

 Fengyuan raised his head to prevent his eyes from getting wet and leaking out things that should not be kept. He is the elder brother and the backbone of this place. He must be strong. Folding the small package and placing it close to his chest, Feng Yuan held the three little ones in his arms and kissed them one by one.

 "Mo'er, Feng'er, Yue'er, take good care of your house. My brother will be back soon."

 "Yeah," the three boys responded in unison; "Brother, be careful on the road."

 Feng Yuanqing couldn't help but pursed her lips, nodded fiercely, carried the door panel on her back, no, it was me alone, walked out of the mountain gate, and embarked on a journey of hunting monsters and treasures. 

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