Chapter Thirteen: Bitter Cultivation in the Mountains

  Late at night, the cool moonlight spilled over the earth, and the entire Red Maple Town had fallen into a deep sleep.

  Mo Jia, young Mo Feng lay on the bed, his whole body trembling violently, a painful expression on his face.

  Today, he practiced Willow Fist for the entire day. Mo Feng also felt extremely tired. He soaked his exhausted body in a cheap herbal bath before lying down on the bed to rest.

  But unexpectedly, the inflammation in his lower abdomen was like a raging beast, spreading to every bone and meridian in Mufeng's body, waves of burning pain radiating from his abdomen throughout his entire body, as if he was being roasted by fierce flames.

  However, Mu Feng also learned from Qingfeng Tianzun that devouring Xin Yan was extremely helpful for his current cultivation. This should be the legendary Lian Gu Xi Sui, Kai Jin Dong Mai.

  Afraid of waking up the Mo Chengzhi couple next door, Mo Feng clenched his teeth and endured it tightly, with sweat beads the size of soybeans covering his forehead, and every pore on his body emitting a thread of hot air.

  The small room was soon filled with this hot air, and the temperature of the entire room also rose a lot, as if it had returned from the cool autumn to the scorching summer.

  Besides refining his bones and washing his marrow, opening his tendons and arteries, there was also a devouring power contained within. Of course, Mu Feng still couldn't use this devouring power now, and he couldn't even control the Heavenly Earthly Fiery Cauldron proficiently.

  This state lasted for a whole night. Mu Feng endured the pain and resisted the invasion of drowsiness, falling asleep in a daze.

  When he woke up in the morning, what surprised him was that the busy swallowing heart inflammation seemed to have a spirit, returning to the Dan Tian, as if it had fallen asleep without any movement.

  What made him even more depressed was that he was drenched in sweat, with some black sticky substance clinging to his skin. The sticky substance emitted a foul odor, making people feel nauseous.

  Mufeng didn't know that the Devouring Heart Flame was a strange flame between heaven and earth, with a certain spiritual intelligence. After being branded with Mufeng's refined blood, it recognized him as its master and automatically helped him refine his bones and marrow, opening up his meridians and pulse. In other words, even if he didn't do anything, the Devouring Heart Flame would still strengthen his physique.

  However, Mufeng's bones and tendons were too weak, so this kind of bone refinement and marrow washing, opening tendons and arteries could only be done bit by bit.

  Mo Feng smiled wryly and washed himself with a basin of water before going to the courtyard to practice his willow-shaped fist.

  When he let go of his hands and feet to perform the willow-shaped fist, he suddenly felt a lightness in his body that he had never experienced before, and his fist was extremely smooth. His movements were no longer stiff and rigid like they were yesterday.

  After a set of boxing moves, his body didn't feel any fatigue, but instead gave Mu Feng an extremely comfortable and refreshing feeling.

  He guessed that this should be the result of swallowing the Heart Inflammation last night. Only then did he truly feel how great a blessing Qingfeng Tianzun had given him.

  For several days, Mufeng practiced Liu Xing Quan during the day and let Xin Yan devour his body at night to refine it.

  In just a few days, he was able to clearly feel some changes in his body, including the degree of mastery of the willow-shaped fist.

  The only thing that annoyed him was that every morning he had to wash off the black, sticky and disgusting substance from his body with a basin of clear water.

  Mu Chengzhi was also shocked by Mu Feng's transformation, he did not expect that in just a few days, Mu Feng could cultivate the Willow Fist to this extent.

  Although the willow-shaped fist seems simple, it is still extremely difficult to achieve the eight words of "using softness to overcome stiffness and following the trend to unload force", but looking at Mu Feng's willow-shaped fist, he has already understood seven or eight out of ten.

  At this time, Mu Feng was still considering another matter: actual combat experience.

  Although Mufeng is now practicing martial arts, he has no experience fighting with others at all.

  These past few days of exchanging blows with Mu Chengzhi could only be called sparring, and couldn't increase his actual combat experience, so he set his sights on the Luoxia Mountains.

  Deep in the Luoxia Mountains, there are many ferocious beasts, but on the periphery, they are just ordinary fierce beasts, which is just right for Mufeng to practice. Those fierce beasts have a similar body shape and size to the ferocious beasts, but their combat power is much weaker than that of the ferocious beasts. With Mufeng's current cultivation level, he can easily deal with some solitary fierce beasts.

  So Mu Feng entered the outskirts of Luoxia Mountain Range, specifically looking for some lone ferocious beasts to fight. Of course, this was also done in secret from Mu Chengzhi and his wife, if Mu Chengzhi were to find out, he would definitely be scolded.

  At first, Mufeng was still a little afraid, after all, he was facing a ruthless beast, and if he wasn't careful, he might become the beast's next meal.

  However, after killing several ferocious beasts, Mu Feng's confidence greatly increased, and he became even more fearless and invincible in close combat. He even developed a sort of fondness for this kind of battle, and towards the bloodshed, he felt somewhat numb. For a time, the ferocious beasts on the outskirts of the mountain range all had a feeling of being blown away by the wind.

  Outside the Luoxia mountain range, Mofeng Pan sat under a large tree, resting with his eyes closed. His body was covered in shocking amounts of blood, and a strong smell of gore emanated from him.

  Next to Mu Feng lay a wild boar that had been dead for some time. The boar was enormous, like a small mountain compared to Mu Feng, but on its head there was a noticeable depression, clearly caused by someone punching and shattering its skull.

  In this life-and-death struggle with these fierce beasts, Mufeng also thoroughly understood what it means to overcome the strong with the weak and to be strong in gentleness.

  Willow-leaf fist, although it is intended to overcome stiffness with softness, also requires gentleness with firmness. The so-called firmness refers to the sudden exertion of force after softness, and the light and heavy movements are freely received and sent out.

  Just now, when killing the wild boar, Mu Feng exhausted the wild boar's physical strength with his soft and strong power, then suddenly struck out with his hard and powerful fist, shattering the wild boar's skull and knocking it dead with one punch.

  Mo Feng's slender body felt the intense battle from earlier, and her heart stirred. Suddenly, a black flame burst forth from the palm of her hand, which was precisely the Heavenly Earth Profound Flame Devouring Heart Flame given to her by Qingfeng Tianzun.

  Qingfeng Tianzun reminded Mofeng not to reveal the Devouring Heart Flame in front of outsiders, but on the desolate outskirts of Luoxia Mountain Range, he still summoned the Devouring Heart Flame. Firstly, it was to prevent sudden beast attacks, and secondly, it was also to explore the control of fire techniques.

  Although he can now control the Devouring Heart Flame with his mind, Mu Feng still feels extremely unfamiliar. If there was a flame manipulation technique, he believes that the Devouring Heart Flame could become one of his trump cards. However, after practicing for a long time, Mu Feng has only managed to grasp a little bit of its power, allowing him to control the Devouring Heart Flame to perform some simple attacks.

  Although the surface of Heart Flame looks ordinary, Mu Feng can still feel its ferocity. If it weren't for the branding of Mu Feng's essence blood, it would have been instantly reduced to nothingness.

  Mo Feng used his consciousness to control the Devouring Heart Flame, transforming it into various forms, which he found extremely interesting by accident.

  Swallowing Heart Flame, this heavenly flame was taken by Mu Feng to play with at will. If the Black Flame Evil Emperor in the Wind and Cloud Seal Formation were to see it, he would definitely be so angry that he would vomit blood.

  However, Mufeng also knew that it was extremely difficult to control the Devouring Heart Flame well. He had seen the Black Flame Evil Emperor manipulate the Devouring Heart Flame in the mountain cave, and the power displayed was astonishing.

  Now, Mu Feng can only divide the Devouring Heart Flame into two paths and control them separately. To be like Hei Yan Xie Zun, who can transform the Devouring Heart Flame into tens of thousands of flames that can be controlled at will, he still needs to walk a very long path of cultivation.