Defying the Martial Way to Burn the Heavens

Amidst the smoke and dust, a thin figure rolled on the ground several times before stopping his charge. The dust slowly dissipated, and a pair of shining eyes were slightly bent. Zuo Feng, who had survived the disaster, was about to smile slightly, but the pain all over his body made his face twisted.

"Hiss..."

Zuo Feng took a breath of cold air. The scratches on his legs, the violent impact and multiple rolls when he landed just now, made his whole body feel as if it was torn apart.

His chest rose and fell violently, and Zuo Feng did not dare to move his body for the time being, just lying straight on the ground. He looked at everything in front of him with his eyes. Although his body could not move for the time being, his eyes and brain were not affected at all. He saw the hole he had just flown in from the corner of his eye, and he couldn't help but be extremely scared when he thought about it now.

This mechanism originally left no possibility for the invader to survive, but it was an exception for Zuo Feng. He was just a teenager, and his body was smaller than that of an adult. Only with such a body could he squeeze in diagonally from the gap between the cave and the tip of the gun in the situation just now.

Even so, he would probably be seriously injured by the tip of the gun. But after Zuo Feng pulled the iron ring with all his strength to trigger the mechanism, he subconsciously grabbed the iron ring tightly, and the iron chain of about ten feet on the iron ring became Zuo Feng's last straw. Although his body was in great pain now, he was not worried about his life at all, which could be said to be a blessing in disguise.

This time he was really a little careless. It all came down to the fact that he had been too smooth since he came to this mountain village tonight. There was no obstruction, no ambush, and he didn't even meet a living person before.

This night, he was very cautious from the beginning, and was on guard against all emergencies. Later, after half a night of exploration, he still thought that he had enough understanding of the situation here, so he relaxed his vigilance unconsciously. Zuo Feng looked at the hole where he had escaped by chance, and reflected deeply on his reckless behavior this time.

After lying on the ground for almost half an hour, Zuo Feng began to move his body slightly. Although he was very reluctant, he could not allow himself to recover slowly now. First of all, the hut above had been destroyed by him. If someone approached the hut, they would find the hole where he fell.

Although Zuo Feng did not believe that another person would have a chance of survival if he fell from there, he was still unwilling to take the risk of recovering slowly here.

Secondly, his leg had been bleeding continuously during this period. Although he had tried his best to control his muscles and prevent too much blood from flowing, the wound seemed to be really deep. He already felt that his lower back was a little damp. He was afraid that he had lost a lot of blood, which was another important reason forcing him to get up now.

He barely supported himself with his hands and tried to sit up. What he saw made a person like Zuo Feng frown. A long cut could be seen in the eye, extending from the thigh down through the side of the knee to the calf. The pants had been completely cut open, and the skin at the wound was turned outward, and the muscles on the inside could be clearly seen. Fortunately, it seemed that there was no serious damage to the muscles.

Zuo Feng reached into his arms and wanted to touch the package, but as soon as his hand reached in, he touched a furry thing. With a thought in his mind, Zuo Feng immediately took out the furry little thing. After the little thing was taken out, its body shook, and it opened its sleepy eyes and looked at Zuo Feng.

He smiled bitterly in his heart, 'I was still worried about it when I was so seriously injured, but it was actually sleeping soundly. 'The little guy opened his eyes and looked at Zuo Feng, and then looked around. Maybe because he had just taken the bottle stopper, the little guy quickly closed his eyes and continued to sleep.

Zuo Feng shook his head and smiled helplessly, ignoring the little guy. He quickly took out a small package from his arms. After opening it, there were many paper packages of different colors inside. Zuo Feng skillfully grabbed a yellow paper package from it.

After unfolding it and taking a quick glance, he sprinkled half of the yellow powder in the paper bag on the injured leg. Soon the leg became numb and lost feeling. Not long after, Zuo Feng's waist also began to become numb and lost feeling.

"Ah, the dosage is still a bit heavy." Zuo Feng shook his head and muttered to himself, then grabbed another dark red paper bag from the cloth bag. After opening it, the color of the medicine powder inside was also dark red with a slight fishy smell. Without hesitation, he sprinkled all the red medicine powder in his hand on the wound on the leg. The effect was immediate, and the bleeding speed quickly slowed down.

Zuo Feng reached into the cloth bag again and fumbled for a while. Soon a ball of thread appeared in his hand, and there was a thin needle in the ball of thread. The thin needle was bent into a crescent shape. This was because Zuo Feng accidentally bent the needle when treating a wound for someone, and found that it would be more handy to sew the wound with a bent needle.

He took out the fire starter and quickly turned the needle back and forth over the fire a few times, then threaded the needle expertly, and then began to sew the wound without hesitation.

But waves of dizziness made Zuo Feng's hand holding the needle tremble slightly, and he shook his head vigorously. Due to excessive blood loss, Zuo Feng's condition was extremely bad at the moment.

After a slight hesitation, Zuo Feng seemed to remember something, and took out another small paper bag from the package. After opening it, half of the dark purple powder was revealed, which was the "wake-up powder" that Zuo Feng used to harm the gray-clothed man before.

With a slight smile, Zuo Feng took out a small pinch and inhaled it directly through his nose. In less than a breath, Zuo Feng felt his body began to get a little excited. He had used up one and a half packs to deal with the gray-clothed man, and now the remaining half pack was just right for him. For his current condition, the effect of this powder was the best.

Zuo Feng let out a long breath and sutured the wound on his leg with skillful techniques. In less than a quarter of an hour, the wound was sutured. This time, a slightly larger paper bag was opened, and inside was a kind of khaki powder. After he applied the powder on the wound, he looked around and shook his head unconsciously, with a helpless bitter smile on his lips.

Then he began to spit into his hands. Zuo Feng didn't want to do it so disgustingly, but this powder had to be dissolved in water to work.

If blood could be used, Zuo Feng would have a lot of it on hand, because blood was the most around him now. Dissolve the yellowish-brown powder with saliva, and the powder will slowly turn into a brown paste when it meets saliva. Then carefully stick the disgusting-looking ointment on the outside of the wound.

Then tear open the lower half of the ripped pants, carefully start to wrap it from the thigh downwards, and completely wrap the ointment and the wound. Although it took less than a quarter of an hour from the time he sat up to the time the treatment was completed, Zuo Feng was already sweating profusely from the pain, not his legs but his upper body that was not yet paralyzed.

But no matter what, this horrible wound was finally treated. At least after such treatment, Zuo Feng was confident that he would be able to move freely in ten days or eight days. But he didn't notice that the wrapped wound had begun to heal slowly at this time. At present, his body's self-healing ability was not even noticed by himself.

Zuo Feng leaned against the wall of the cave and took a long breath. It took him a long time to sit up straight. After a short pause, he began to massage a certain part of his waist and legs with his thumb. This is the acupuncture method taught exclusively by Zhuang Yu, which can make his legs move freely as soon as possible.

Slowly, Zuo Feng's numb waist and legs began to feel something. First, his buttocks, which had been sitting for half a day, felt a little bit of tingling, then the base of his thighs, and then the wounds on his thighs that he had sutured himself began to feel burning and itchy. Because unlike Zhuang Yu, who had no cultivation, his acupuncture contained a trace of spiritual power, so the effect was naturally stronger.

The itching on his legs was extremely uncomfortable, which was a side effect of applying the dark red and khaki medicine. If he was in a safe place at this time, he could quickly recover his consciousness without massaging the acupuncture points, but now that he was in a dangerous place, staying a little longer would be more dangerous.

Zuo Feng could completely tolerate this burning sensation on his skin, but the itchy feeling as if there were insects climbing constantly made Zuo Feng very painful, and he couldn't touch it. Zuo Feng simply stood up with the help of the wall and focused his attention on exploring this place. This way of diverting attention could still relieve the pain now.

Holding on to the wall, Zuo Feng's legs moved forward with difficulty like two wooden stakes. The air in the cave entrance was very fresh, indicating that the ventilation facilities here were very complete. According to Zuo Feng's observation after throwing up the dust, the place where he fell could be said to be a ventilation port, so there must be a secret door for normal entry and exit.

The cave entrance was very dark. Although he could feel new air blowing in from behind, it was still difficult to cover up the heavy humidity in the cave. I think this place must extend far underground. Zuo Feng thought so, holding on to the wall and trying to move forward. He could vaguely judge from the direction of the cave extension that this cave should be the location of the main building where he stayed the longest before.

This discovery made him feel more confident, because it showed that the previous trap was not a deliberate trick, but really the secret room he guessed. He was just a little worried now whether the items in the secret room would be moved away.

But according to his own judgment, the survivors in the mountain village left in a hurry at the time, and they should not have had time to enter the secret room to take away the items here, and they should not dare to return to check in a short time after escaping. The purpose of the assassins was to frame Zuojia Village, so it was unwise to stay too long. I believe that judging from the background of the group of people, they would not be interested in the things in this small mountain village.

While thinking, there was a turn at the end of the cave, and Zuo Feng walked over with difficulty. As soon as he passed the turn, he found a faint light flashing in front of him.

With a move in his heart, Zuo Feng's eyes showed a faint smile. It seemed that after all these crimes, he could finally achieve his goal.