The soil in the flowerbed could not be said to be fertile, but it was enough to grow flowers and grass. The crabapple, canna, and Chinese roses were growing very well, and the fragrance of the flowers was rich and refreshing. On the pomegranate tree, the fruit was golden and had long matured. After splitting open, a bright red seed was revealed.
Chu Feng squatted there, and in the end, he was almost lying on the soil. He looked carefully again and again, but the ground was still bare, and there were no buds emerging.
He was very disappointed. Why hadn't they taken root?
That day, for the sake of safety, he buried the three seeds in three different areas, but there was no movement until now. Not even weeds had grown in the soil.
Chu Feng was very helpless. Could it be that the three seeds had really dried up and could not be planted?
However, he always felt that the three seeds were not so simple. They had been buried at the foot of Mount Kunlun for countless years and preserved in a stone box. This was very mysterious.
He was somewhat unwilling. Even if one of the seeds could germinate, it would be good to see what would grow.
A few days ago, he had been looking up all kinds of plant seeds on the Internet, comparing them one by one. There were many kinds, but in the end, he could not match the three seeds at all.
This deepened his expectations, and he believed that the three seeds were not ordinary things.
"Crunch!"
Yellow Cattle walked over, raised its head, and bit a golden pomegranate in its mouth. Immediately, its mouth was full of red juice. It squinted its eyes, looking like it was enjoying it very much.
"Bull Demon, be careful when you enter the flowerbed. Don't step on my seeds!" Chu Feng warned.
Yellow Cattle heard this and revealed a look of disdain. It did not believe that the three wrinkled seeds could come to life. It opened its mouth wide and chewed the pomegranate, its mouth full of sweetness.
Chu Feng frowned, feeling really worried. He really wanted them to break out of the soil, but there was no movement.
In the end, he decided to carefully dig to see what was going on. Otherwise, he would always feel like a hundred claws were scratching his heart, and he especially wanted to know the result.
"Let's choose the seed that is more plump."
Chu Feng squatted there, carefully brushing away the wet soil. He did not dare to move too much, and if it was germinating, it was very likely that it would break.
A slightly wrinkled seed was exposed, half buried in the soil. Although it had not sprouted, its color seemed to have gained some green vitality.
"There's hope!" Chu Feng was overjoyed.
He observed carefully and found that the folds on the seed seemed to be smoother and had traces of green. The pattern was very complicated and mysterious.
The seeds were not the same as before.
Previously, this seed was completely withered and yellow, but now, it was actually twined with a few green stripes, carrying a strange charm.
Chu Feng was surprised. The more he looked at the seed, the more extraordinary it seemed.
He let out a long sigh of relief. Although it was a little slow, he believed that it would break out of the ground sooner or later.
Finally, he hesitated for a while. Should he add some fertile soil to the seed to accelerate its growth?
Chu Feng stared at Yellow Cattle and said with a fake smile, "Little Yellow, Little Yellow, even if you don't want to, you still have to help me. Otherwise, there's nothing I can do."
Yellow Cattle shuddered and took a few steps back. It stared at Chu Feng with a pair of vigilant eyes, as if to say, "If you have something to say, just say it. Don't be so mushy!"
"I will only say the important things once. Cow dung!"
"Clang!"
Yellow Cattle's hoof came flying at Chu Feng, forcing him to dodge quickly.
With a swoosh, it ran back to its room and slammed the door shut. Ever since it came to this place, it not only occupied a room, but it also occupied the bed.
Every day, it would lay on the bed and sleep without caring about its image.
Chu Feng was resentful, but there was nothing he could do.
After planting the seed, he began to practice boxing again. Because he felt a sense of urgency. The number of mutants was increasing, and they all had their own extraordinary abilities. If the world was going to change in the future, he must have the means to protect himself.
At the same time, he also wanted to go to Mount Taihang to try his luck.
But the premise was that he had to be strong enough to cross the mountains without being killed by the sudden appearance of ferocious birds and monsters.
It was still the first style of the Ox Demon. Chu Feng practiced it over and over again. His fists whistled through the air, causing the fallen leaves in the yard to dance in the air.
A few days ago, he was already on the verge of mastering the first style. Now, a special feeling emerged in his heart, driving a strange power to cover the surface of his fist.
Moo!
Suddenly, as he swung his fist, the roar of a wild ox was heard. The wind howled, and the thunder was deafening. The yard was shaking.
Bang!
Yellow Cattle was startled. It rushed out of the room and stared at the yard with its eyes wide open.
Behind Chu Feng, there was a pitch-black wild ox. It was tall and strong. Its eyes were wide open, and its entire body was flowing with black light. It looked no different from the real thing.
It carried an astonishing aura, as if it had crossed over from the ancient times and appeared in this world.
All of this was because of the punch that Chu Feng threw out. The dark and tall demon ox appeared behind him, as if it was going to follow the punch.
Chu Feng knew that this was the ultimate form of the Demon Ox Fist. He had completely mastered the first style!
This was the foundation, the most solid foundation of the Demon Ox Fist. The nine styles of the Demon Ox were all built on this first style. This style was the most difficult to master.
As long as the first style was mastered, the rest would be quick!
Sure enough, in the next two days, Chu Feng practiced up to the fifth style in one go. He succeeded in all of them, and his speed increased.
Yellow Cattle's eyes almost popped out of their sockets. It had a strange expression on its face for the past two days. Once again, it wrote crooked words and asked Chu Feng if his ancestor was a minotaur.
Chu Feng was furious!
That day, he decisively threw two pieces of steak into the pork chops he prepared for Yellow Cattle.
"Brother, long time no see. I really missed you. How have you been?" Zhou Quan called Chu Feng.
"I'm fine. I was just about to ask you how you've changed. Recently, everyone has been talking about mutants. Is your body okay?" Chu Feng asked with concern.
"I can melt metal and melt rocks now. I scared myself quite a bit, but I've finally gotten used to it. However, I have horns on my head. It's really ugly. "Zhou Quan was extremely resentful.
Recently, he combed his hair back and wanted to hide his horns. In the end, his family said that the exaggerated hairstyle made him look like a big ruffian. It made him very depressed.
Chu Feng let out a hearty laugh.
Fatso Zhou's resentment grew even greater.
"Oh, right. It's strange. These two days, Bull Demon actually didn't harass me. It's been so quiet all day long. I'm a bit not used to it," Zhou Quan said.
Chu Feng was speechless. A while ago, Yellow Cattle would madly poke the communicator and harass Fatso Zhou as long as it was free. It tortured him to the point that he almost broke down.
These two days, he was a little better, and he was still not used to it?
Suddenly, Chu Feng seemed to think of something. He showed a surprised expression and said, "No, these two days, I clearly saw it holding the communicator. From time to time, it would madly poke a few times, and then it would moo non-stop. It was obviously talking to someone."
"Impossible! These two days, it's been very quiet here. No one has harassed me in the middle of the night. I can't actually sleep. "Zhou Quan insisted that Yellow Cattle did not talk to him.
When Chu Feng heard this, his expression immediately changed, and he immediately ended the call.
If this bull didn't harass Fatso Zhou, then it was really unimaginable. Could it be that it was provoking his classmates? Chu Feng felt that his vision was a little dark.
Could it be that this damn bull was getting smarter and had secretly remembered those contacts?
He felt white smoke coming out of the top of his head. At the same time, he felt a little uneasy. He directly rushed into Yellow Cattle's room and shouted, "Bull Demon, I'll fight it out with you!"
Chu Feng rushed into the room and pressed down on the calf, who was sprawled on the floor with his back against the wall.
Yellow Cattle felt that it was inexplicable. It stared at him angrily with its eyes wide open.
"Did you harass the people I know again?" Chu Feng's face was dark.
Yellow Cattle decisively shook its head, and then stretched out a hoof to poke the screen.
Chu Feng was suspicious. He took the communicator and quickly looked through it. He let out a long breath. What he was worried about did not happen.
However, he was a little suspicious. Who did this strange contact number belong to? Which unlucky guy was targeted by this bull?
In a house in the county town.
Zuo Jun was on the verge of collapse. Ever since he woke up, he had been receiving calls from the same person, no matter day or night. It was endless.
Sometimes it was in the evening, sometimes it was in the middle of the night, and sometimes it was in the early morning. Every time, he was in so much pain that he wanted to die. This kind of harassment was too abominable.
His head had just been hit by the hoof six times, and he had lost his memory not long ago. His head was still in pain, and he had been sleeping all day.
In the end, he met such an outrageous person who kept harassing him. Every time he fell asleep, he would be woken up by the nightmarish ringtone.
He didn't dare to turn off the communicator, because as a Mutant, this was the only way he could contact his superiors and his friends in Taihang Mountain.
The most hateful thing was that the person who kept harassing him would always moo like a bull. Hearing it, Zuo Jun gritted his teeth and wished he could strangle the person.
His head was in so much pain that it felt like he was kicked by a bull.
But now, he kept hearing the cow moo, and it felt like he was being kicked by a bull. His head was getting more and more painful.
Sometimes, when he was anxious, he really wanted to smash the communicator.
However, this was a special communicator. Although its function was simple, it was very powerful. It ensured that there would be a signal no matter where he was. Moreover, it was linked to his identity.
In Chu Feng's house in Qingyang Town.
Yellow Cattle signaled Chu Feng to put the communicator on the bed. Then, it poked the communicator a few times. It seemed to be very experienced. When the call was successful, it decisively left.
Sure enough, a deafening roar came from the communicator, "Bastard, don't let me catch you, I # ¥% ¥…"
The person on the other end was cursing and swearing.
Chu Feng was dumbfounded. Finally, he knew who the victim was. Zuo Jun. What an unlucky guy! He was targeted by Yellow Cattle.
Chu Feng didn't know whether to laugh or cry. That day, when he searched Zuo Jun. Yellow Cattle was also there. It had fiddled with Zuo Jun's communicator. It turned out that it was trying to remember Zuo Jun's contact information.
This was not the simplest Dao, it was the Dao that was boundless and endless!
Chu Feng held back his laughter and left the room.
Yellow Cattle was the only one left. It was fiddling with the communicator with great interest. From time to time, it would let out a few moos, as if it was responding to Zuo Jun.
That night, Chu Feng kept practicing. He had mastered the sixth and seventh styles of the Demon Ox Boxing Style in one go!
He stood at the door and grabbed a palm-sized hard stone. With a light hit, the stone turned into powder and scattered on the ground.
Chu Feng was shaken. He lowered his head and looked at his own palms. Just how much power did he have?
The progress of the Demon Ox Boxing Style was too fast. Chu Feng had some doubts. He had asked Yellow Cattle about it, but it had written some words to tell him.
Some people could practice this kind of fist technique for a lifetime without succeeding. They couldn't even pass the first stage.
Some people could master a few styles in ten days to half a month. Of course, it was just the beginning. The profound meaning contained in it needed to be gradually understood.
"If this goes on, I will master it soon." Chu Feng said to himself.
He didn't continue practicing at night for the sake of speed. He thought it was better to be more natural.
Chu Feng took a shower and began to search for related news on the internet. The number of mutants had increased again. At the same time, some of the more powerful figures were gradually becoming known.
Chu Feng read the news carefully. Then, he was attracted by the latest news.
Someone claimed that a rare tree had been found in Mount Taihang. Many mutants had rushed to the place, waiting for the fruit to ripen.
This news caused a great stir!
Because, according to the rumor, almost all the mutants had mutated because they ate the strange fruits of the grasses.
Only Silver Wing, Kong Kim, Fire Spirit, and White Tiger were different. They had eaten the fruits of the strange trees. That was why they were so powerful.
Therefore, when this news came out, people were shocked. All parties were ready to make a move. This meant that a super strong man could be created, one who could suppress all the other mutants in the world!
For a moment, Mount Taihang was the focus of attention from all parties.
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