Under one person, Gou Dao becomes immortal

Chapter 3 Compounds
The morning light is dim.

Wei Jiu squatted by the river, took a hand of clean water, and rubbed his face vigorously, the ends of the broken hair on his forehead were wet.

After the ripples on the river calmed down, it reflected his appearance.

Wei Jiu in the water has black hair and black pupils, his three-dimensional facial features are soft, his lips are slightly thin, and there is a small mole at the corner of his mouth. The most important thing is that his hair has not grown at all, nor has his lips grown Beard, as if his time had stopped.

After washing his face, Wei Jiu walked up to a tall and straight tree, bent his knees and then jumped up, like a spring that was pressed to the extreme and then loosened, he jumped to a height of two meters. With a click, another thinner branch branched from the thick branch was broken off.

Wei Jiu turned back to the river and squatted down again, this time in front of a smooth stone.

He pressed the three-finger-thick tree branch against the stone surface, humming and grinding, and after grinding one side, he continued to grind the other side.

Feng Baobao stood behind Wei Jiu, bowed his waist, watched for a while, but still didn't understand what the other party was doing, and asked curiously: "Wei Jiu, what are you doing?"

Wei Jiu quickly sharpened one end of the branch. Hearing Feng Baobao's question, he asked back: "Baby, do you know 'Huawu'?"

Feng Baobao groped his chin with his thumb and index finger, gave up thinking after a while, shook his head and said, "I don't know, based on my current knowledge, it's not enough to answer your question."

Wei Jiu smiled and explained: "Simply speaking, transformation is to use your own qi to feed a certain object, so that this object is assimilated by qi."

He erected a sharp wooden stick and displayed it between the two, "For example, this wooden stick will become sharper or harder after the object is successfully melted."

After Feng Baobao joined the company "Everywhere", the weapon he often used was a boning knife that had been fed with qi for a long time. It was extremely sharp and could truly cut iron like mud.

In a short period of time, Wei Jiu couldn't think of any other way to improve his strength, so he planned to cultivate a weapon, so that he could have one more means to fight against the enemy when he went down the mountain in the future.

"I seem to understand, doesn't it look like this?"

Feng Baobao picked up a stone and poured the qi in her body into it. The next moment, blue qi protruded from her body, and her qi was so rich that it seemed to have substance!

The stone in Feng Baobao's hand glowed blue, and the next second, with a bang, the stone shattered into powder.

Wei Jiu smiled and said, "Baby, you feed too much qi at one time, and the food is overwhelmed by your qi. The food should be worked slowly and carefully, so there is no rush."

This remark is Wei Jiu's guess. The manga doesn't say whether it's better to feed Qi vigorously or gradually, but judging from Feng Baobao's negative teaching materials, it is obvious that the latter is more secure.

Wei Jiu took a deep breath and focused his attention on guiding the qi in his dantian. The innate qi flowed through his internal organs like a stream, then flowed from his arms to his palms, and finally controlled the qi to penetrate into the wooden stick.

Wei Jiu didn't feed too much at one time like Baobao Feng, but in small batches. Of course, he couldn't do it like Baobao Feng. If Baobao Feng's dantian is compared to the Pacific Ocean, then he It's just a puddle of water.

Feng Baobao not only has an amazing amount of qi, but the qi in his body can also walk for a week on his own, and hang up the machine to practice qi.

In the days that followed, Wei Jiu spent the rest of his time feeding the wooden stick that he had sharpened, except for practicing qi and competing with Feng Baobao.

Come and go, three years have passed.

……

In the forest, a black bear landed on all fours and ran desperately. In this mountain, as the top of the food chain, it is not uncommon for it to be forced to such an extent.

The black bear looked back from time to time, only to see Wei Jiu holding a wooden stick in his hand, following the black bear unhurriedly, obviously consuming the strength of the black bear. After all, no animal in nature has the stamina to match human beings, let alone human beings. The monster is alien.

A quarter of an hour later, the black bear, which had been chased for a long time, was out of breath. It turned its head and saw that Wei Jiu, who had been chasing him, had stopped. Wei Jiu!
It can't wait to tear off a piece of this nasty two-legged beast's flesh to replenish its strength!

Wei Jiu did not retreat but advanced, his short body passed under the black bear's armpit, and then he nimbly climbed onto the black bear's back. In the back of the head, it seemed that the opponent's head was made of paper.

After the black bear fell down, Wei Jiu pulled out the wooden stick and shouted: "Baby, it's over, come out!"

"Whole bear meat!"

Swish!
Feng Baobao, who had been ready to go, rushed out from the bushes, holding a stone piece in his hand, pressed against the black bear's thick hide, and cut it open.

Judging from the sharpness of the stone flakes, this is obviously also an object that has been fed qi.

Wei Jiu played with the blood on the wooden stick, stared at it for a while, and asked, "Baby, do you think it's too unreasonable to use this wooden stick?"

Feng Baobao said without turning his head: "It doesn't matter if he is good or not, as long as it is easy to use."

"But this stick is not easy to use. You still have to feed real weapons, and the upper line is higher." Wei Jiu paused, and then said: "Baby, let's go down the mountain tomorrow. The whole weapon is handy. By the way, get a few more bags of salt up, we won’t stay down the mountain any longer, and we’ll come back as soon as we’re done.”

Without salt, grilled meat and fish are really not very delicious.

"By the way, baby, what kind of weapon do you want?"

Feng Baobao stopped his movements and nodded his chin to think for a while, then seriously replied: "After I go down the mountain, I'm going to get a butcher's knife."

After finishing speaking, she buried her head and got busy again.

Wei Jiu was not surprised by Feng Baobao's words at all, because he knew that the other party never followed the routine when he said and acted, so he asked with a smile: "Why is it a pig-killing knife?"

Feng Baobao said sincerely: "I think the masters in the village let the blood out quickly with that knife, and the castration is clean. Once the knife is cut down, the pig screams and soon becomes quiet."

"Hahaha!! Baby, you are so cute!" Wei Jiu grinned from ear to ear.

Feng Baobao tilted his head, looked at Wei Jiu puzzledly, and said, "What's wrong, is what I said funny?"

Wei Jiu restrained his smile and said with a serious face: "No, I just thought of something happy."

After Feng Baobao finished peeling the bear's skin, he picked up the black bear and walked towards the cave, while Wei Jiu followed behind holding the bear's skin.

There is so much bear meat that cannot be eaten in a day, but there is no ice in the cave, so it will easily deteriorate if left for a long time.

Wei Jiu asked Feng Baobao to cut off the delicious parts of the black bear with stone slices and grill them. After the remaining meat was smoked, he would hang it up and make it into bacon.

(End of this chapter)