Nature was the best teacher.
Xie Tian, who was diligently learning, had gained a lot after ten days of training in Ghastly Mist Mountain.
For example, he knew that the low level beasts would run away when they saw him, not because he looked powerful, but because his body was stained with the blood of the Machine Drawing Snake. After understanding this, he cleaned himself and changed into the clothes he had taken from the corpses.
For example, he knew that unless there was an emergency, he absolutely could not get injured. Because he had seen with his own eyes a young mountain leopard, because of its recklessness, its hind leg was bitten off by a resisting prey. In just two hours, the powerful mountain leopard was torn to pieces by other beasts.
For example, he knew that beasts in desperate situations were the most ferocious. A mother bear, in order to protect her crying cubs, risked her life to kill eight hungry wolves. He felt that if he was in a desperate situation, he would also do the same.
He was learning from the wild beasts, and also from the warriors on Ghastly Mist Mountain. What touched him the most was not the master of Ghastly Mist Mountain, but the warriors who were the guests.
He had seen a group of warriors kill their injured brothers because the injured ones would drag them down. He had seen two good friends who called each other brothers turn around and pull out their blades, just to fight for an intact tiger pelt. He had also seen a woman whose companions were all dead. She had been robbed, and even screamed miserably under the bodies of a few men. But when night fell, the woman had cut off the heads of those men.
What he remembered the most was this woman, because she was the final victor, and even more so because of the smile on her face when she held the heads in her hands.
Xie Tian believed that what he had seen was the true face of the world. The six years of happy life of the Xie family was just an illusion. No matter where it was, it was just like the current Xie family, and the current Ghastly Mist Mountain, filled with killing, deception, and ruthlessness.
When Mad Old Man found that Xie Tian's killing intent was gradually stabilizing, he nodded in satisfaction. In the ten days of training, he had killed 68 beasts below Brute Force realm level 4, 3 beasts at Brute Force realm level 5, suffered a total of 23 injuries, and nearly died four times.
What made him most satisfied was that of these 23 injuries, the first 20 were from the beginning of the training. From the third day onwards, Xie Tian had carefully protected himself, and did not get injured again. As for the remaining three, they were bestowed by the three Brute Force realm level 5 beasts.
In one sentence, in Mad Old Man's eyes, Xie Tian was the most talented child he had ever seen in his life.
After wolfing down the rhinoceros leg in his hand, Xie Tian, who was about eighty percent full, packed up everything. He raised his head to look at the sky, then turned around and walked up the mountain. Not long after he left, the crazy old man arrived. Glancing at the pile of fire and bones buried in the soil, he nodded slightly.
When he came to the Hundred Beasts Cliff for the second time, the Snake Leader and Green Striped Tiger's corpses were long gone, but Xie Tian did not pay much attention to them. He lay on the edge of the cliff, and looked down, looking for the stream that Mad Old Man mentioned.
The reason why he lay on the ground was because he was afraid of heights.
Mad Old Man was a little dumbfounded, but also wanted to laugh. He never thought that Xie Tian would be afraid of heights, but he knew that Xie Tian was not afraid of anything, because Xie Tian was afraid of death.
Because of his fear of death, Xie Tian would never let himself die. Xie Tian would definitely go to the cave next to the stream, so the way down the cliff was the only way that Xie Tian had to go.
Shaking his head to dispel the dizziness, Xie Tian got up and looked around the Hundred Beasts Cliff. Unfortunately, he did not find anything similar to rattan. He was a little regretful, because ten days ago, he found a very long hemp rope on a corpse.
This was a lesson, and for Xie Tian, who was afraid of heights, this was a very serious lesson. He closed his eyes and engraved this lesson deeply in his heart. Then, he practiced the Peiyuan Art for the time it took for a stick of incense to burn. After confirming that his body had enough Yuanyang, he carefully stretched his right leg down the cliff.
His heart was beating faster than ever, and the mountain wind in his ears made him unable to hear anything. An illusion of weakness spread all over his body. Xie Tian widened his eyes and stared at his ten fingers that were digging into the cliff. He found that these ten fingers were not listening to his command and were slowly loosening.
He was going to fall.
"Ah!"
A long, angry roar burst out of his mouth. This roar did not lack the voice of a child, but more than that, it was a declaration of determination and a cry of courage to move forward!
Chen Qin, who was about to leave Dark Mist Town, suddenly turned around and looked at the mountainside of Dark Mist Mountain behind him. He seemed to have heard some kind of unique sound, but unfortunately, he did not see anything.
Dozens of people searched for ten days, but to no avail. Under the orders of the master, he had no choice but to return to Yangshuo City to prepare for the martial arts competition in half a month. To him, the competition was not important. What was important was to find that ruthless person who ate dragon leopard wood like rice.
However, he was a member of the Chen family. Even if he was a genius, he still had to consider the interests of the family. He knew that the Chen family was his most important support. If he left the Chen family, he would be nothing, just like Xie Tian who was abandoned by the Xie family.
"Brother Feng, stay here and keep watch," Chen Qin sighed and said to the young man beside him, "Remember what I said, if you meet Xie Tian … Xie Tian, you must not offend him. If the Xie family doesn't want him, the Chen family wants him!"
Brother Feng was six years older than Chen Qin and his cultivation base was about to break through to the ninth level of the Brute Force State. He was the backbone of the Chen family, but the ninth level of the Brute Force State was his limit. With his talent, it would be very difficult for him to break through to the Inner Qi State in this lifetime. Therefore, he had always been very respectful in front of Chen Qin, who had a promising future.
However, after hearing Chen Qin's words, Brother Feng's expression changed slightly. He forced a smile and said, "Brother Qin, don't worry. I'll do as you say. I'm just worried that Xie Tian won't appreciate it."
"I don't need him to appreciate it," Chen Qin sighed and looked at the mountainside of Dark Mist Mountain again. He murmured softly, "I only want him to be separated from the Xie family forever and never be enemies with the Chen family."
"Why?"
"Because I think that Xie Tian is scarier than Xie Yun and Xie Shuai."
When Xie Tian was thirty feet away from the stream, he finally couldn't help but let go and fell hard into the bushes beside the stream. He ignored the pain in his back and trembled all over. He took in big mouthfuls of air, sucking in life and spitting out fear.
A person who was afraid of heights climbed down a cliff for the first time with his hands and feet. In the eyes of the Mad Old Man, this kind of performance was also a miracle. Even though there were some flaws in giving up at the last thirty feet, he still smiled with satisfaction.
After resting for half an hour, Xie Tian finally got up. He looked around and found no danger, so he began to cultivate the Essence Cultivation Skill. After replenishing his Primordial Yang, he got up and walked along the stream. Not long after, he saw the hidden pitch-black cave behind the bushes.
The cave was very dry and dark. Xie Tian took out a match from his bag and continued to go deeper. When he reached the bottom of the cave, he saw a stack of books on the bluestone. There were about ten books, both old and new.
Xie Tian was a little happy but also a little confused. He had already cultivated four books in the Brute Force Realm. Logically speaking, there should only be five books here. Could it be that the extra books were even more profound books?
He couldn't wait to pick up the books and read them one by one. Unfortunately, he only found five books that didn't have covers. The other seven or eight books all had covers.
As if it was a rule, all the books that he wanted to cultivate didn't have covers. Xie Tian put down the five books and picked up the first book with a cover. The words on the cover came into view.
"Jianghu Knowledge."
Four hours later, Xie Tian put down the book reluctantly. To him, this book that introduced the Song Nation and even the Chu Nation, as well as all sorts of cultivation knowledge, was no less important than the other five books.
He was like a sponge, diligently absorbing all the knowledge in the book. After an entire night, he finally finished reading these books. Satisfied, he stretched his back and got up to check the surroundings of the cave. After sprinkling insect repellent on the ground, he walked into the cave and curled up under the bluestone to sleep.
Through these books, Xie Tian finally understood that it wasn't always good to improve one's cultivation. If one was too greedy, his foundation wouldn't be stable and it would hinder his future breakthroughs. Therefore, after he woke up, he didn't look at the fifth book. Instead, he started from the [Demonic Ox Strength] to strengthen his foundation.
[Demonic Ox Strength], [Golden Snake Leaping Sky Fist], [Dragon Form Flexible Body Technique], and [Shaking Sky Bear Earth Palm]. Every time he practiced, his comprehension would deepen. After practicing for nearly a month, this was the first time he experienced the joy he longed for.
Of course, after every book, he had to practice the [Peiyuan Technique] to replenish the large amount of Yuan Yang. However, immersed in joy, Xie Tian didn't notice that after six years of practicing the [Peiyuan Technique], it had almost become an instinct of his body. Even if he stopped practicing, the Yuan Yang would continue to grow for a few breaths before stopping.
Four days later, Xie Tian's thin and weak body looked more spirited. When he walked, there was a hint of masculinity. Looking at his slightly glowing skin and flesh, Xie Tian knew that he could finally start practicing the fifth book.
The first four levels of the Brute Force Realm focused on polishing the skin and flesh. The fifth and sixth levels focused on polishing the bones. In the world, if one were to talk about bones, it would be better if it was cranes and tigers. The fifth book was called [Crane Dance in the Nine Heavens], named after the noble and ethereal bones. After practicing, the bones would be hard and not lose their agility.
For normal people, polishing the bones was painful, but for Xie Tian, the pain was negligible. When there were only ten pieces of Dragon Leopard Wood left in his bag, the Mad Old Man's jaw dropped again. Because in just one day, Xie Tian had successfully practiced and advanced to the fifth level of the Brute Force Realm.
In just one month, Xie Tian grew from a dying cripple to the same level as Chen Qiang and Xie Bao. This achievement was bestowed upon him by the Xie Family.
However, he didn't plan to thank the Xie Family. Instead, his chest was surging with anger.
After nimbly burning the book, Xie Tian walked to the place where he first went down the cliff. The lightening effect of the [Crane Dance in the Nine Heavens] allowed him to easily climb up the cliff. However, just as he steadied himself on the Hundred Beast Cliff, his gaze was attracted by a young warrior not far away.
Then, he closed his eyes because this young warrior was also looking at him. The playful gaze made his eyes sting.
A strong opponent!
Killing intent!
A strong killing intent!
"Xie Tian, oh, I'm wrong, it's Xie Tian," Chen Feng patted his forehead apologetically and smiled, "But whatever you're called, it's all the same to me."
Xie Tian took a small step back, his voice trembling slightly, "You want to kill me."
Chen Feng laughed, nodded and walked forward, "Remember, my name is Chen Feng, Yang Shuo's Chen Family. The funny thing is, the one who asked me to kill you is the eldest son of the Xie Family."
Marshal Xie! Xie Tian suddenly opened his eyes, but just as the flames of anger in his heart were about to grow, he fiercely suppressed it. Getting angry now was tantamount to digging his own grave.
"Take this!"
A black shadow was thrown out from Xie Tian's hand. Chen Feng laughed again and raised his fist to hit the black shadow. At this moment, Xie Tian jumped down from the Hundred Beast Cliff!
"Damn it!"
Chen Feng originally thought that the black shadow was a hidden weapon, but he did not expect it to be an egg. Chen Feng shook off the egg white on his fist and walked to the edge of the cliff in a few steps. With a glance, he saw Xie Tian who was quickly escaping along the cliff wall and could not help but sneer, "Such trash actually needs me to show up. Forget it, who asked you, Marshal Xie, to be so lucky to be going to that place …"
At this moment, outside the Xie Family in Yangshuo City, everyone in the Xie Family knelt on the ground in front of one person. This time, no one from the garrison house, the Chen Family, or the Jin Family came, because the person who came to greet the Xie Family was from the number one sect in the Kingdom of Song, Crimson Cloud Peak.
"Your name is Marshal Xie?"
Xie Shuai, who was kneeling on the ground, kowtowed respectfully and answered, "Yes."
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