Countryside Magic Doctor

The mountain behind Hee Village Mountain did not have any illustrious name, nor did it have any history.

It was as if since ancient times, only villagers with Hee Village had ever been born in this mountain.

The mountain was a good mountain. There were countless fruits and wild game in the mountain. The trees were lush and the streams were everywhere. It was not from a high place that a sweet spring was gushing out.

It was as if the poachers had never visited this place.

Walking in the forest, Hee Feng would occasionally see wild rabbits and wild chickens running about.

Compared to the resources in the deep mountains, however, the resources were plentiful.

Without a doubt, Hee Village were extremely poor.

The Hunter profession was already extinct in the village, and when Hee Feng entered the mountain, he saw the marks of the National Protected Area unceasingly at the edge of the forest.

All the guns, arrows and arrows in the village had been confiscated, so there was no such thing as a hunter.

There were a few skilled villagers who would set a few traps, but they were only set on the outskirts of the mountain.

He had never walked in this deep mountain before.

They wouldn't be more than ten miles away from entering the mountain. Ordinary people would only have to walk a mile or two before retreating.

No one had passed through the humus layer for many years, so each step they took left a deep pit in the ground.

As Hee Feng walked on the mountain, Big Yellow also continued to walk in the front and back, trying to find a path for his master.

It had been over an hour since he had departed.

Hee Feng now arrived at a forest that seemed as if he had never been here before.

If not for some gaps in the tree which blocked out the sunlight, Hee Feng would not have been able to see the road.

In the autumn, the fallen leaves were piled up under his feet, so that he could not see the road beneath his feet.

If an ordinary person was slightly careless, they would be injured while stepping on thin air.

Along the way, the basket behind Hee Feng was already full to the brim.

After walking for less than a dozen miles into the mountain, he discovered many medicinal herbs. Some of them were mixed together with the weeds.

In the end, Hee Feng had to abandon some common herbs, and left behind some more precious ones.

Compared to the wild herbs that he had bought outside, Hee Feng believed that the wild herbs that he had harvested from the deep mountains had an even better medicinal effect.

Hee Feng continued to walk deeper into the cave. He discovered a series of footprints on the road that he had yet to find.

When Big Yellow saw these footprints, he couldn't help but let out a cautious roar.

It seemed like he had sensed danger.

Hee Feng was also secretly vigilant, not because he was afraid, but because it was a human's instinctive reaction.

After walking for another seven or eight steps, the road under his feet became even more difficult. Hee Feng did not feel anything when he walked, and after training the Mountain Splitting Fist, he felt as if he was walking on flat land on this mountain path.

But rhubarb was different.

Even if its body had undergone some changes after eating the Small Revitalizing Pellet, making it even stronger and smarter, it was still just a dog.

There were some obstacles that he could no longer overcome. Seeing that Big Yellow was still walking on the road, it became more and more difficult.

Hee Feng, who wanted to continue walking up the mountain for a while, couldn't help but frown.

Looking at the even steeper mountain in front of him, he stopped worrying about Big Yellow's short legs.

A dog's hooves were not made of iron after all. If they continued walking like this, there would be trouble sooner or later.

Thus, Hee Feng patted Big Yellow's neck and said, "Big Yellow, wait for me here. I'll be back in a while."

Big Yellow satisfyingly whispered at Hee Feng a few times, then stopped.

After settling down Big Yellow, Hee Feng continued to walk forward.

There was already no path under his feet. He could only rely on the direction of the mountain.

After losing the burden of Big Yellow, for Hee Feng who had cultivated the Mountain Splitting Fist, Big Yellow's speed was like a burden to him.

Hee Feng spent more than half an hour to continue walking.

Of course, rather than walking, it couldn't be said that they were sprinting.

Just like the male and female protagonists in the movies who had cultivated in Qing Gong, Hee Feng sprinted across the mountain peaks. The obstacles in front of his feet were like flat land.

It did not hinder his speed in the slightest.

The further they walked, the richer the trees grew.

From time to time, one could see some bones left behind. They were white remains, and one could not tell if they were human or animal. They were rotting in the layer of humus.

Finally, a field of empty space appeared before Hee Feng's eyes that he wanted to reach.

A piece of bare rock, cut by nature into a piece of flat ground.

What was even more amazing was that there was a towering mountain wall right on its side.

Although it was a bare rock, it had been blown up by the wind and dust over the years. There were also a lot of leaves, and the smell of rotting flesh permeated the air.

Hee Feng was very satisfied with the area in front of him.

He tried to operate it, creating a strong gale around his body.

The astral wind shot out sharply, instantly clearing out a clean area.

With the help of the Heaven Mending Stone, the spiritual energy that had been lost in this action was quickly recovered.

It was almost noon.

Hee Feng spent a little while to clean this place up.

The sunlight was exceptionally dazzling as it shone on the clean rocks.

Hee Feng opened the basket on his back and poured all the herbs on the rocks.

The area of the rocks he swept out was very large, around a few hundred square meters. It was extremely spacious.

The tender green grass that had just been picked out was about to be neatly placed at a corner of the rock by Hee Feng.

Hee Feng really liked this place. He wanted to construct a cave for himself to cultivate in.

Although it was useless, the Cultivator in the fantasy novels all liked this one.

Hee Feng who had become the Cultivator was no exception.

After plucking a small piece of rock from the wall, Hee Feng took a glance at a wild rabbit that was not far away, and saw it.

With a swoosh, a small piece of rock was thrown by him.

There was no parabola, just flying in a straight line. The rock hit the running rabbit.

The hare swayed a few times and then fell down.

Hee Feng hurried over and brought the wild rabbit back.

There was a mountain spring at the side of the mountain spring. After cleaning and dissecting it, Hee Feng carried the rabbit, whose organs had been removed, and returned to the rock.

He casually pulled out a tree from the forest like Lu Zhizhen pulling out a willow tree.

Hee Feng dragged a big tree back to the rock.

Naturally, he did not bring the axe with him, but this did not stop Hee Feng from splitting the firewood.

Much faster than chopping with an axe.

As for the fact that it was wet, there was no problem about it.

Hee Feng only needed to use a little of his Genuine Qi to completely evaporate the liquid inside the tree.

Hee Feng built a fire on top of the rock surface, and under the warm autumn sun, he roasted rabbits and had a picnic.

After a meal, Hee Feng was surprised to discover that he had prepared to use this place as his cave's rock for a group of guests.