Chapter 3 Self-reliance, self-cultivation and practice "Haha, look, it's the idiot Liu Feng. He's chewing on the bark again." "When the spirit awakened yesterday, did you see that the spirit awakened by that idiot Liu Feng was sand? Haha, idiot, sand, exactly the same. Haha..." "Hey, idiot, tree bark doesn't taste good. Eat more grass. Grass is more fragrant. Got it?" "Pah. Haha, I hit it. See if I'm accurate." "Hehe, I'll throw it too. You can't hide, idiot. Do you hear me?" "..." Liu Feng lowered his head and slowly walked towards the mountain, ignoring the bursts of harsh laughter coming from his ears and the pebbles falling on his body. However, the pain from the places where he was hit by the stones made him clench his fists involuntarily. These are the children in the village. As an orphan and a fool, being bullied has always been Liu Feng's daily life.

Because no one will care. No, because the people who cared about him were no longer here. The adults in the village didn't think it was a big deal. In their opinion, it was just children playing around. Anyway, it’s not your own child who is being bullied. Besides, it's good for such a fool to make his own children happy. It’s not that Liu Feng didn’t think about fighting back. However, with my current physical condition, I'm not sure if I can beat this group of kids. Moreover, even if you can beat him, if the other person starts crying and calls for his parents, you will definitely be the one who gets beaten. Because I clearly remember having such an experience. However, there will always be a day to pay it back, hum... "Bang!" Suddenly a stone hit Liu Feng's forehead. The force of the stone was quite strong, which caught Liu Feng off guard. He was knocked several steps away and felt dizzy. Liu Feng quickly steadied himself and shook his head, only to feel a stinging pain on his forehead and a slightly warm liquid slowly flowing down his forehead. Damn! Liu Feng quickly reached out to cover the wound on his forehead, turned his head and looked at the group of children fiercely, then ran towards the mountain. The group of children were still holding stones in their hands. They seemed to be frightened when they saw Liu Feng's bloody face. When they saw Liu Feng running away, they all screamed and ran away... The wound is not big, but we need to stop the bleeding quickly. Liu Feng pressed his forehead tightly, ran into the forest, then lowered his head and searched the ground anxiously. Soon, he found a hemostatic herb. He simply tore off a few strands, chewed them quickly in his mouth, spit them out, and pressed them on the wound.

After a while, he felt the blood on his forehead stopped, so he tore off a piece of rag from his body and tied it around his forehead. Only then did he breathe a sigh of relief. Even though it was just a little blood. However, his thin physique actually made him feel a little dizzy. Liu Feng pursed his lips, sat on the ground to rest for a while, and then began to look around. Food was scarce in the village, and no one would give him food. So if we want to fill our stomachs, we have to find a way from the mountains. In fact, there are many things in the mountains. However, few people in the village go up the mountain. Even when we come to the mountains, we just walk around the foot of the mountain and look for wild fruits and rabbits. The main reason is that there are too many wild animals in the mountains. Although these wild beasts are not soul beasts, they grow extremely vigorously. For ordinary people, it is also an animal with strong attack power and an existence that is difficult to match. Liu Feng didn't know if he was just lucky. Anyway, he had gone deep into the mountains many times and never encountered any ferocious animals. On the contrary, I was lucky several times and caught several pheasants and rabbits. However, as soon as he was brought back to the village, he was deceived by the adults in the village. Anyway, he didn't get to eat a single bite. Liu Feng followed the route he remembered, holding the sickle, and slowly moved towards the depths of the forest. After walking for more than an hour, Liu Feng was already exhausted and out of breath. Due to his weak constitution, he had to stop and rest. Besides, he was already feeling a little hungry. He had to find something to eat to replenish his energy. Liu Feng swallowed his saliva, his eyes calm. He was born into a peasant family in his previous life and grew up in the mountains. As long as he goes into the forest, he won't starve to death. This is also the reason why Liu Feng dared to go into the mountains with such a body. He looked around and suddenly his eyes lit up. He quickly walked over and looked at the plant. He couldn't help but laugh. "Yam." And it looks quite old. Liu Feng shook the thing in his hand, then began to dig slowly. Soon, he dug out several yams as big as his arms. He grinned... Liu Feng did not take the things out, but directly found a place near the stream. After cleaning up, he started a fire, roasted the yam and ate it directly. Then he found some other things, hid them, and did not return to the village until the evening.

Then the next day, just like yesterday, after drinking the cold porridge water, I went into the mountains and stayed there until night before returning. Moreover, Liu Feng was lucky enough to encounter pheasants and rabbits and had a good meal of meat. Perhaps it was because the sight of Liu Feng bleeding that day scared the group of children in the village, or perhaps it was because Liu Feng went out too early. In the days that followed, Liu Feng was lucky enough not to meet this group of people who bullied him again. Liu Feng didn't care. He went into the mountains every day to find something to eat and then exercise in the mountains. Just two months passed like this, and Liu Feng's health, which had been deteriorating for many years, finally recovered. Not only did his complexion return to normal, but his height also soared. At least he doesn't look like that skinny, pale little guy anymore. And Liu Feng can finally start his next plan. Liu Feng sat cross-legged on a piece of sand. He took a deep breath and began to slowly circulate the soul power in his body. In an instant, as his soul power circulated, the sand under him seemed to be controlled by something and slowly emerged. Then, as if attracted by his right hand, it slowly condensed into the palm of his right hand. After condensing into a football-sized sand ball, the rest of the sand instantly scattered to the ground, while the sand ball in his hand began to spin at a high speed. It continued to spin like this for an unknown amount of time. As time passed, Liu Feng's face was already covered with beads of sweat. His face turned very red, and even his body began to tremble slightly. The rotating sand ball seemed to become unstable at this time. Some sand on the periphery of the ball began to escape from his control, and began to break away and scatter on the ground. After a while, his football-sized ball of sand shrank a whole circle. But, strangely, this sphere of sand, which had become smaller, actually became stable. Even under Liu Feng's control, the transfer became even faster. Seeing this, Liu Feng's red face broke into a smile. He swung his hand hard, and the sand in his hand instantly turned into a long sand spear, shooting towards a big tree not far away. "Bang!" The sand spear hit the tree with a loud sound. Sand scattered everywhere, a large piece of bark was blown away, and a deep mark of impact was left on the trunk. But it did not penetrate the tree trunk. Liu Feng did not show any surprise expression when he saw this. The corners of his mouth curled up, his expression slightly condensed, and he stared at the tree trunk with his raised right hand and grabbed it hard. I saw that the sand that had been scattered by the impact on the tree trunk turned into a river of sand, wrapping up the tree trunk. Liu Feng's right hand trembled slightly, and his face became redder again. His right hand seemed to exert great strength and began to close slowly. With a creaking sound, the tree trunk wrapped in sand was actually squeezed hard by the sand. "Crush it for me!"

Liu Feng gritted his teeth and clenched his right hand into a fist. The trunk of a tree not far away was instantly broken by the sand, wood chips flew everywhere, and then the whole tree slowly fell down. "Whoosh..." Liu Feng was breathing heavily, and a smile of joy appeared on his face, "Success..." Liu Feng moved his fingers slightly, and the sand at the original place was controlled again, turning into a long river of sand, returning to Liu Feng's hands, rolling continuously. Liu Feng smiled with satisfaction, and with a slight movement of his fingertips, the sand instantly turned into a long river and flew into a large gourd not far away. (End of this chapter)