Gourd of Douluo.

Chapter 3 The journey of cultivation has just begun

I close my eyes and open them again, and the next day has arrived.

Wang Xiaofeng, who was lying in bed, didn't know that the danger had quietly come.

"what!"

A chill slipped from his neck into Wang Xiaofeng's body.

“What the hell(д)”

Wang Xiaofeng was still in a daze, and before his mind could react, his body automatically jumped up from the bed.

"Paji"

Suddenly he fell under the bed.

"Hahaha (ω)" Wang Daniu wiped the water on his hands, his face full of excitement of a successful prank, "Xiao Feng, get up quickly and start training."

"Dad, it's not daylight yet." Wang Xiaofeng touched his butt that almost broke in half and said speechlessly as he looked at the excited Wang Daniu.

The sky outside the window is still dark, but there is some light coming from it. It should be that the villagers who are going to cut wood and plow the fields are preparing breakfast.

"Didn't you promise to start exercising today?" Wang Daniu seemed not to notice the resentful expression on Wang Xiaofeng's face, "Today is the first day, of course we must have a good start."

"Get up quickly, we'll leave after breakfast." Wang Daniu patted Wang Xiaofeng's head and walked out of the room.

"You keep patting me on the head. What should I do if I don't grow taller?" Wang Xiaofeng complained casually. Then he quickly packed up the room and went to the living room to have breakfast with his parents.

After breakfast, Wang Xiaofeng pushed the cart that was said to be inherited from his ancestors and followed Wang Daniu towards the entrance of the village.

The entrance to the village was in chaos, with more than a dozen figures already gathered together.

"Daniu, will you start your ancestral training method this year?"

"Da Niu, I told you that your training methods are useless. Your two hundred-year-old soul rings are just good luck."

A group of middle-aged people suddenly started shouting when they saw Wang Daniu and Wang Xiaofeng pushing a trolley behind him.

Wang Daniu was so angry that he yelled and cursed, saying how the soul master could be said to be lucky, and that he obviously relied on strength, and other words he couldn't understand. Suddenly the air was filled with joy.

Wang Xiaofeng on the side looked confused. He really didn't know how Wang Daniu got two hundred-year soul rings. Every time he asked about soul rings, Wang Daniu would change the subject, and over time Wang Xiaofeng would forget about it.

However, Wang Xiaofeng was really curious about this matter. After all, with Wang Daniu's bragging temperament, he had never boasted about his soul ring. This was an impossible thing.

While Wang Daniu was angrily explaining to everyone, Wang Xiaofeng secretly asked the middle-aged man watching the show, "Uncle Wang, what's wrong with dad's soul ring?"

While watching the excitement, Uncle Wang explained: "Actually, it's nothing. It's just that the soul ring of this guy Wang Daniu was actually obtained by luck."

"His first spirit ring was when he was helping the village reclaim wasteland. By luck, he dug up a hundred-year-old bluesilver grass with a hoe. The boy happened to be stuck at level 10, so everyone let him absorb it."

"The same goes for the second spirit ring. At that time, there was a bamboo forest to the east of the village. In order to open up the land, everyone went to cut down the bamboo. As a result, the boy happened to chop down a big bamboo, and a century-old spirit ring appeared."

Uncle Wang looked at Wang Daniu who was chatting with other scholars with envy, "And it just so happened that your father was just level 20 at that time, and then he absorbed that soul ring and became a great soul master."

Wang Xiaofeng looked at his father in surprise. He must be a pig's trotter. Otherwise, his luck would be too bad. He didn't know the age of the soul ring and he could absorb it casually, and it happened to be a soul beast that matched his soul ring.

"Okay, okay, it's obvious that I am very powerful and only a little bit lucky." Wang Daniu drove everyone away and said to Wang Xiaofeng, "Let's go, they are also going to the woods together."

The sun gradually rose, and Wang Xiaofeng followed everyone to the edge of the woods. “This is too exaggerated.” Wang Xiaofeng looked at the tree in front of him, which was more than ten meters high and could only be hugged by two adults. This was just the periphery.

Wang Xiaofeng looked at the big tree and then at his cart.

Wang Daniu laughed, ignored Wang Xiaofeng's eyes, and shouted to everyone: "Work has started."

Then he said to Wang Xiaofeng: "Today's goal is 3 pounds of firewood." Then he handed Wang Xiaofeng a hatchet.

Wang Xiaofeng was speechless looking at the hatchet that was almost half his height. _

With a height of only one meter and a body of only three years old, I could chop three kilograms of firewood, but I didn’t have the strength to carry it back.

However, people always come up with solutions. Wang Xiaofeng did not chop firewood. After all, the goal was to transport three kilograms of firewood back. He didn’t say he wanted to chop it, but he could just pick it up (づ￣￣)づ

So Wang Xiaofeng picked up here and there in the woods, and he picked up 3 catties of firewood without much effort.

Wang Daniu was very happy to see this. After all, it was difficult for a dull soul master to survive in Douluo Continent. But it's still early to go back, so we can't waste this time.

"Xiao Feng, seeing that you are so free, why don't you help your uncles pile the firewood together so that you can take it back with you?" Wang Daniu stood on a big tree and said to Wang Xiaofeng who was lazing around.

Wang Xiaofeng, who had just put 3 kilograms of firewood on the trolley and was about to be lazy, suddenly became excited and looked at Wang Daniu with a resentful look. However, Wang Daniu was already immune to Wang Xiaofeng's murderous eyes, so Wang Xiaofeng could only pile up firewood.

As the sun rises, the temperatures begin to rise and are not as cool as in the early morning.

"It's almost time, let's pack up and go back." As Wang Daniu shouted, everyone gathered together and began to walk back with the wood on their backs.

Behind everyone, there were two figures, one big and one small, following closely.

Wang Xiaofeng felt that his hand was about to break. Although he was lazy when stacking firewood, he was only a three-year-old child, and he was still pulling a cart carrying 3 kilograms.

All the cells in his body were crying, scolding Wang Xiaofeng, "Stop pulling the cart, stop and rest soon ヽ(≧Д≦)ノ"

Well, actually it was because the weather was too hot and Wang Xiaofeng was too tired, so he had hallucinations.

A tall figure covered Wang Xiaofeng. "Can you do it? If not, just give up. I will carry you back."

Wang Xiaofeng suddenly came back to his senses, "Don't even think about laughing at me, I, I can do it."

Only then did Wang Xiaofeng realize that Wang Daniu was carrying several rabbits as big as roosters.

"This is a bouncing rabbit, right?" Wang Xiaofeng looked at the rabbit tied up like a rice dumpling with blue silver grass, cheered up, and said to Wang Daniu.

"Yes, this is the bouncing rabbit you usually eat. Although it has not been cultivated to the ten-year level and cannot produce soul rings, it can still be regarded as a soul beast."

Wang Daniu picked up the "zongzi" in his hand. Seeing that Wang Xiaofeng was a little confused, he explained, "My first soul skill is entanglement, which can control the surroundings to bind. Unfortunately, the soul skill of Blue Silver Grass is too weak to activate the gourd." Vine. But the advantage is that it consumes less soul power, and only a small amount of soul power is needed to maintain the effect of the soul skill."

……

Wang Xiaofeng didn't last long enough to go back and fainted on the way.

However, Wang Daniu was very happy. For a three-year-old child to have such perseverance, maybe a soul saint might appear in Hulu Village.

　Being able to write a chapter on a mobile phone in two hours, haha, should be considered very productive.

　　
  　
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