That's right, Du Feng had already left the world within the painting. However, the scenery in front of him was almost exactly the same as in the world within the painting. The difference was that the sky here was higher. Other than the paddy fields nearby, there were also mountains in the distance. For a moment, he was a little dazed, not knowing which world he was in.
Eh? Du Feng stood up and realized something was amiss. When did his Cultivation become the sixth level of the Heaven Seizing Realm? Could it be because he drank the old Daoist's wine? That's right, it was because he drank the old Daoist's wine that his Cultivation increased by two levels. Actually, he had just finished drinking the fragrant and sweet wine, so his Cultivation had dropped. However, after drinking the spicy wine, he stopped his Cultivation from dropping. Then, he drank the bitter and sour wine, raising his Cultivation again and breaking through two levels.
Of course, this process was carried out when Du Feng was asleep, so he did not know about it. What a pity. If he had known earlier, he would have drunk more. The old Daoist's wine was too magical. Now that he recalled it, it was as if he had tasted all the flavors of life.
"Young man, you're finally awake."
A middle-aged man who was transplanting seedlings in the field greeted Du Feng as he passed by.
"Uncle, how long have I been sleeping here?"
Du Feng slept so soundly that he had no idea how much time had passed. If his guess was correct, he had come out of the world within the painting, but he was still in the Sky Lake Ruins. However, this place was not the main hall, but similar to the swamp, belonging to the periphery of the Sky Lake Ruins.
Although his true essence could be used, the Transmission talisman did not have any reaction. He observed the middle-aged man who was transplanting the seedlings. There was actually no Cultivation here. This was not a forbidden area, so why didn't he have any Cultivation? Could it be that there were still ordinary mortals living in the Sky Lake Ruins?
Just as Du Feng was thinking about this, he heard a loud noise coming from afar. He looked over carefully and saw that it seemed to be accompanied by a flame.
"Oh no, the horse bandits have entered the village again."
When the transplanting uncle saw the fire and smoke in the distance, he was so anxious that he was sweating profusely. He ran back with his hoe in hand. Because the place where the fire broke out was the village where he lived.
Horse bandits? Du Feng hadn't heard of this term in a long time. This was because the Martial Artists all had their own Cultivation Programs. No one would rob a mortal village. Gold, silver, and other valuables were nothing to martial artists. What they wanted were Crystal Stones, Elixirs, and other cultivation supplies.
"Uncle, don't worry. I'll go with you to take a look."
Du Feng grabbed the uncle's arm and used the Snow Treading for Plum Blossom movement technique. When he stepped on the mud of the paddy field, not only did he not leave any footprints, his shoes were not even wet.
"Young man, you are a hero. That's great. Our village is saved."
The uncle saw the scenery around him rapidly retreating and knew that Du Feng was an expert. No wonder he wasn't hungry after sleeping for so long. During this time, an interesting thing happened. A wild wolf went down the mountain to look for food and saw Du Feng sleeping soundly. At that time, the uncle transplanting rice was doing farm work with a few villagers. They gathered their courage and wanted to drive the wild wolf away with a hoe.
But when the wild wolf approached Du Feng, it turned around and ran away as if it had encountered a fierce tiger. In the process of running, it even fell down. Obviously, it was very frightened. Now, seeing Du Feng's speed, the uncle transplanting rice was even more convinced that he was a legendary hero.
"Uncle, when did this group of horse bandits come?"
On the way, Du Feng took the opportunity to ask.
"About 40 days ago. I don't know where they came from. They are very capable. I've never seen them before."
40 days ago. It seemed that they were not local. Du Feng had a thought. Could these so-called horse bandits be the Martial Artists who entered the Tianhu Ancient Ruins like him? He didn't know why they chose to stay here as horse bandits.
"Hand over all the food and I can spare your life. Otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless."
When Du Feng arrived, he saw a burly man with a full beard. He was carrying a little girl in his left hand and holding a big knife in his right. He was holding the knife to the little girl's neck. The veins on his forehead were bulging. He was obviously very emotional.
"Hero, please spare our lives. We've already handed over all the surplus food in our village. There's really nothing left."
The one who spoke was an old man. The little girl in the hand of the horse bandit was his granddaughter. The little girl wore a floral gown and had two small braids. Her big, watery eyes were filled with tears. She must be very scared to be carried by a burly man with a full beard, but she was trying hard not to cry.
"What should we do? Can you save Xiao Hua?"
The uncle transplanting rice was very familiar with the little girl because he was the village chief's neighbor. The village chief's son and daughter-in-law never came back because they went hunting in the mountains. Therefore, the villagers of Ancient Path Village no longer hunted. They relied on farming for a living. In the beginning, it was quite difficult. It wasn't easy for a village that used to hunt to change to farming.
However, the sacrifice of hunting was too great. If this went on, the village would be destroyed. Therefore, they changed to farming. Slowly, everyone grasped the skills of farming and began to have surplus food. They lived a full life. However, for some reason, a group of horse bandits suddenly appeared. They were only fighting fire and stealing food. If they couldn't steal food, they would probably kill people.
In the eyes of the uncle transplanting rice, Du Feng was a hero and had great martial arts. However, Xiao Hua was in someone else's hands now. He couldn't use his skills even if he had the ability.
"Don't worry, uncle. Xiao Hua will be fine."
Du Feng patted the uncle's shoulder and told him not to be nervous. When he observed just now, he realized that these horse bandits were all full of vitality. They seemed to be martial artists. However, they didn't have Cultivation, so it was very easy to deal with them. He used his mind to control a demonic weapon. He went behind the bearded man and stabbed it into the back of his head.
Xiao Hua felt her collar loosen, and her whole body suddenly fell to the ground. She didn't react at first. When she turned around, she saw the head of the bearded man who had kidnapped her. His body was lying on the ground, crying in fear.
"Run, Xiao Hua!"
The middle-aged transplanting uncle anxiously reminded Xiao Hua to stop crying and run away. However, his shout caused him and Du Feng to be exposed.
"Who are you? How dare you interfere in our business."
It seemed that the bearded man wasn't the leader of these people. A man with a protruding mouth and monkey cheeks pointed at Du Feng with a sword. He was the leader of the horse bandits.
"I'm the person who will send you to hell."
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