Parasitic Cultivation: Start Bound to Mimic System

Chapter 29

Feng Ping carried a large bag of luggage, walked through the farmland and through the woods overnight, and arrived at the bank of the Qi River.

He picked some branches from the forest, cleared an open space on the bank, and took a lot of effort to light a bonfire.

There are still two hours before Yinshi, Feng Ping must finish treating his wound before then!

In winter, the cold wind and glaciers are biting, and the bonfire flickers under the whistling mountain wind, and it may go out at any time.

Feng Ping took off his clothes, tore off the blood scab on his back, and roasted it with fire. After about an hour, he gradually got used to the excruciating pain.

Seeing that the bonfire was extinguished, Feng Ping shook his head and sighed, "No, I have to find a place to stay."

He stood up and switched the Sea of ​​Qi to the Root of Water. With the fluff covering his body, the injury was temporarily stabilized.

After staying on the bank for nearly an hour, when the time of Yin came, he plunged into the river, and did not come out of the water until he had made no progress for more than ten weeks.

"Ah!"

Feng Ping sneezed.

He who was already injured, coupled with the forced practice, the shock of ice water, and the blowing of cold wind, had the tendency of contracting the cold.

Feng Ping felt dizzy in the brain, and if he didn't take a rest, he might faint at any time.

He forcefully ironed off the icy debris on his body, put on his clothes, ignored the luggage on the shore, and stumbled towards the woods.

In my memory, there is a cabin in the northeast.

Feng Ping had never been there, but there was a curl of cooking smoke, which condensed into a thick white mist in the air.

Searching for the location in his memory, he quickly found the room.

It was still early, and the owner of the household hadn't gotten up yet, but Feng Ping wouldn't last that long. He leaned on the door and knocked feebly on the wooden door.

no response.

Knock again, still no response.

For the third time, he tried his best to knock three times, and then there was a terrified sound in the room.

"Who is it!"

Feng Ping didn't answer.

At this moment, his face was pale, his lips were purple, and his whole body was trembling.

The injury that he had been holding back, broke out completely at the moment he fell into the glacier.Practicing "Great Ape Transformation" not only failed to make him better, but aggravated his condition.

……

Li Sheng is a hunter near Lai'an County. He lives by hunting and fishing for many years. He has lived in this wooden house in the forest for some years.

He was already used to being alone, and few people came to visit his house these years, not to mention that Thirty Lang was still unable to marry a wife, so he was extremely vigilant about someone knocking on the door!
In his early years, Li Sheng had heard the legend of Xiong Xiazi knocking on the door. He called for a long time but no one answered.

He got out of bed, put on his clothes, picked up the hatchet from the corner, and touched the door carefully.

"Who are you?"

no response.

Li Sheng pulled the wooden bolt, and the door opened inward.

Feng Ping was already close to coma at this moment, he sank and fell into the room.

Li Sheng raised the hatchet and swung it down violently. Finally, when he saw the opponent's face clearly, the knife stopped!

"people?"

He hesitated.

From the looks of it, the young man lying on the ground should have lost his temperature, and if he doesn't seek treatment, he will freeze to death.

But who is he?What's the history?Whether it will bring him trouble, etc., he has no idea!
Save or not?
This is a problem.

Li Sheng knelt down and patted Feng Ping's face lightly, seeing his lips opening and closing, wanting to speak, but unable to speak.

After struggling, Li Sheng first dragged him into the room and sent him to the charcoal stove.

He closed the door and walked up to him.

With a trace of warmth coming from his body, Feng Ping finally regained some consciousness.

"Thank... thank you... I will... give you a reward." He opened his lips and said a few words weakly.

remuneration?

Li Sheng's eyes lit up. Regardless of Feng Ping's reaction, he reached into Feng Ping's arms with his right hand and touched four booklets and a few bank notes.

"500 taels!"

This is money he has never seen in his life!

With this money, he can move into Shuntian Mansion, marry a wife, and raise a baby!
what is this?
After collecting the 500 taels of silver notes, Li Sheng casually opened the books he had collected from Feng Ping.

"Giant Ape Transformation", "Blood Escape Technique", "Golden Scale Armor", "Swallowing Hunting Book"!
"Friar! He's a monk!"

In an instant, various images flashed through Li Sheng's mind.

He gritted his teeth and made a vicious decision!

Since the other party is a monk, whether he will kill him to silence him after his body recovers is another matter, but he will definitely not give him any money!

The so-called remuneration is nothing more than an unsubstantiated claim to stabilize him!

Since this is the case, Li Sheng can only act first and act as if he failed to save this person!

He turned around and opened the door, then went back inside and grabbed Feng Ping's legs with both hands, dragging him outside.

Feng Ping was almost in a coma, but he hadn't completely passed out yet. He couldn't be more clear about what the other party's actions meant at this time!

"Is it really so cruel?"

Feng Ping groaned in his heart.

He didn't need the 500 taels of silver, but he didn't pay much attention to the kindness of saving his life.

But the Orion didn't give him a chance to speak at all, or he didn't believe what he said at all.

How much is this?

Once he confirmed his status as a monk, he immediately decided to drag him outside the house and let himself fend for himself!
"You and I have no enmity, but I also want to live."

Feng Ping felt desolate in his heart, and silently cut Qihai back to the water spirit root. Finally, with all his strength, he jumped up and punched Li Sheng on the head.

Li Sheng couldn't react at all when the dead man suddenly raged. When he saw the fist clearly, his head had already hit him.

The next breath, the skull shattered...

The two fell straight to the ground at the same time, but one was lifeless, and the other was completely unconscious.

……

The Liu family's cultivating family has been passed down for thousands of years.

Back then, Mrs. Liu was a cultivator who was born in the realm of transforming gods.

Although it has declined over the years, it is not something that kittens and puppies can handle.

In Shuntian Mansion in the north, the families who can sit on an equal footing with it can be counted on one hand.

What's more, Mrs. Liu has been on good terms with the Wuyin faction all these years, so she can also enjoy herself among the immortal sect.

As the patriarch's granddaughter, Liu Xiaoxuan was naturally given high hopes!

As early as the year before last, after he was successfully induced into the body, he was taken back to the family and taught alone.

In just two years, he has already cultivated from the first level of Qi Refining to the fourth level of Foundation Establishment. His talent can't be said to be low, and his progress can't be called unbelievable!
And she was also trained as the next patriarch!

"what happened?"

Liu Furong and Liu Zhenren's legs were twisted into twists, their bodies were supported by two long arms, and two bone spurs grew out of their chests.

"I don't know, but Miss was already unconscious when she was brought back." The person who spoke was Liu Furong's nephew Liu Minghui, and it was he who rescued Liu Xiaoxuan.

"Where is the magic weapon I gave her? Couldn't it be that the cultivator at the Crystalline Realm hurt her like this?"

Liu Minghui said with a sincere look:

"The treasure is gone!"

(End of this chapter)