Cultivation of immortality starts from falling into a trap

To the north of the Great Khing'an Mountains, there are many primeval forests.

A mountain village, a primitive village close to the Xing'an Mountains.

Most of the people in the village make a living from hunting, and the people are fierce.

At this time, the end of the year is approaching, and it is already a cold and snowy land outside.

In this white world, a huge gray-haired rabbit ran by, looked back behind him from time to time, and continued to run for his life.

Along the way, a deep white ravine was left behind.

"Big hair, speed up, up, hold it. A

young man of eighteen or nineteen years old ran forward with a shout in his mouth.

In the clear and powerful voice, there was a hint of excitement.

The young man's face is very ordinary, belonging to the type that is lost in the crowd and will be forgotten in less than three seconds.

A pair of black and shiny eyes, calm and deep, can hardly hide the light of wisdom.

In front of the left, there is a black-haired wolf dog with no trace of variegation on its body, sticking out its big tongue and making a "Whe... Whoa...", it sounded like pulling a bellows.

Its dark eyes, even more so that it could be seen that all its attention was on the gray-haired rabbit running ahead.

"Pounce... Boom..."

, a sudden sound resounded over the empty barren forest.

It comes quickly, and it goes even more suddenly.

All is calm.

The gray-haired rabbit running ahead, the black-haired wolfdog chasing closely behind, and the young man disappeared ......

horizon

The young man's surname is Wang, and his single name is a maple character, which is the name of a native of the nearby Linshan Village.

It seems that ordinary young people run as fast as a wisp of mountain wind.

Every time the New Year is approaching and the snow covers the mountain, it is Wang Feng's good day.

With the black-haired wolf dog raised by one hand, Da Mao, he went into the mountains to catch pheasants and hares.

It is when luck is extremely good, and it is not impossible to hit a wild boar.

......

"Oops...... Ahhh......

h

Spit out a weed from his mouth, wiped the dirt on his lips with his sleeve, and was a little angry.

The

horse stumbled on a dog that gnawed on the mud, rolled around again, and fell into a

hunting trap, and his ass still hurt.

"Which one of the thousands of knives wants to plot against the master, there is a kind of coming out to fight for three hundred rounds! It's really giving you face!" Wang

Feng stomped his feet and stood up, patted the ash on his buttocks, tidied up his clothes, and cursed to himself.

No one around responded to him.

"Could it be that I asked Da Mao to steal Aunt Qi's eggs yesterday, and this matter leaked, can't it?!"

Wang Feng looked embarrassed, and said with a little unconvincing in his mouth, he felt that he must have been plotted by someone.

"Da Mao, you're okay.

Wang Feng nervously touched the big hairy dog's head at his feet and asked with concern.

"Want Want... Want Want... (Master, I'm fine, what do you think this is?)"

He was answered by two powerful barks.

Wang Feng lowered his head and saw that under Da Mao's two front paws, a gray-haired rabbit was pressing.

"This is the rabbit just now, so fat! You and I have a good mouth today, haha~"

The cheerful gray-haired rabbit that was running just now was under the front paws of the big hair, and did not move.

"Want Want... Wangwangwang..."

Da Mao nodded the head of the gray-haired rabbit with his right front paw, kept his horn, and let out two more barks.

"What? You said you want to eat spicy rabbit head today, no problem, you have to arrange it!" Hearing

Da Mao's suggestion, Wang Feng smiled crookedly, and he didn't realize that more juice was secreted in his mouth.

Squatting down, looking at the gray-haired rabbit that was already motionless, holding a rabbit ear, weighing it, it weighed seven or eight pounds, which is really rare.

"Da Mao, is this what you knocked out?"

Wang Feng looked at Da Mao and gave him a thumbs up, which meant to say, "It's really yours." "

Wang... Wangwangwang..."

Da Mao shouted happily twice, and his tail was high, and he directly compared an inverted "6".

Wang Feng smiled slightly, confirming that he and Da Mao were fine, and after harvesting a fat rabbit, his mood did not change pleasantly.

Only then did he have time to observe the situation around him, but there was a trace of doubt in his deep eyes.

He is only eighteen years old, but he is already a well-known hunting master in the mountain village, and he is very familiar with hunting traps.

"What can you do with such a shallow trap? Hunting? Don't joke, okay?

Not to mention, those large animals, even small animals such as hares and pheasants, can't be trapped for fear of them.

Here, there are quirks.

Wang Feng looked at the trap he had fallen into with confusion in his eyes.

After careful observation, he found that the four walls of this trap were all made of an unknown bluestone.

The mountain village where he lives is mostly surrounded by mountains and forests, and there is no shortage of stones.

It's just that for a trap, it's a bit too extravagant for you to make it like this.

Wang Feng looked up at the sky, it was about five o'clock in the afternoon, and the winter sky was still hanging with the afterglow of the sun.

With the light shining in from the sun's afterglow, the trap is not too dark, walk to the cave wall and touch the bluestone towards the cave wall, and start to moisten with a hint of coolness, straight into the heart.

"It's hard to be true, it's really hewn from a large piece of bluestone. The young master believes in your evil!" Wang

Feng was bold and walked around, but he couldn't find even a trace of seams on it.

How can I say it?

It seems that a whole large stone has been artificially hollowed out and placed here, which seems so strange and weird.

Wang Feng grinned, "Yo, which one of these brains lacks a string to do such a thankless job." "

Want Want Wang... (Probably a fool!)"

Da Mao shook the dog's head and expressed his opinion.

Wang Feng patted Da Mao's dog head and agreed.

Looking at the trap he was in, he became more and more interested.

Keep your eyes on the ground beneath your feet.

The place where you come into view is a layer of fallen leaves, not rotten leaves, and it is soft and soft when you step on it.

"Please, it's winter, brand new leaves, interesting!"

Wang Feng raised his eyebrows, squatted down to pick up a piece, and looked at it in front of him for a long time.

The only thing that was certain was that it was a tree foliage that he had never seen before.

That small leaf was like a small cyan sword that had shrunk many times over.

There are faint golden veins on it, and there is a serpentine mark at the end of the sword.

"The horned serpent... I haven't seen it, I haven't seen it! Could it be the legendary Jiaolong?"

Wang Feng looked serious, looking at the strange leaves in his hand, his eyes flashing with a light of thought.

"Want Want... Prosperous... (I think it could be a dragon?)"

The hairy man stood up, and a pair of black and shiny dog eyes also looked over.

"No, no.

Wang Feng touched the big hairy dog's head, thought for a second, and responded very seriously.

With a flick of his finger, he heard a "whoosh" sound, and a small leaf actually flew out in response.

However, what happened next directly made him stand on the spot.

The sword-shaped leaf did not fly parallel to the cave wall, but after flying flat for only a short distance, it suddenly accelerated and galloped vertically towards the cave entrance.

It had just flown far before it stopped, and the tip of the blade kept shaking from side to side, as if there was some invisible barrier in front of it that prevented it from continuing to fly.

After shaking from side to side for a while to no avail, it was as if he was provoked.

The sword-shaped blade was close to the hilt, and the serpentine imprint burst out with a dazzling golden light, following the golden veins on the leaf to the tip of the sword blade.

With

the sound of brocade silk breaking,

the tip of the sword-shaped leaf rippled like water waves and spun rapidly, gradually forming a whirlpool that could be passed by one person.

The gray-haired rabbit that Wang Feng temporarily placed on the side of the cave wall because it was too heavy, I don't know if he had been pretending to be dead, or if he had just woken up at this time.

The two powerful hind legs kicked and jumped, and then they flew into the whirlpool in the air and disappeared.

Wang Feng, who was standing on the spot, was blessed with happiness at this time, as if he understood something.

"Da Mao, follow me.

A shocked expression flashed on Wang Feng's face, and he turned around and beckoned to Da Mao behind him.

The body jumped upwards with both feet on the ground, and the moment he jumped, his left foot poked out a little against the wall of the cave, and his whole body also disappeared into the whirlpool above.

"Want Want... (Master, your movements are too low, look at me.)

Da Mao jumped and fell steadily into the whirlpool, following Wang Feng.

After a rabbit, a dog, and a young man entered, the whirlpool gradually calmed down, restoring the somewhat dim sky, as if what had just happened was just a dream bubble.