Demonic Cultivation in a Mountain Village

The next day, the sun shone on Fang Lin's cheeks through the gaps in the thatched house, and the fresh morning breeze blew on Fang Lin's body.

Fang Lin's sleepiness receded, he picked up a somewhat tattered windbreaker and walked outside the house.

Fang Lin stood outside the house, looking up at the sky with his eyes closed, feeling the fresh breeze and faint sunshine, which brought him some pleasure.

Fang Lin put on his windbreaker and walked to the door of a thatched house that was slightly smaller than the one he lived in. The door of the house was closed.

He stood at the door and shouted inside: "Le Wenyao, Le Wenyao", but there was no movement inside.

Fang Lin pushed open the dilapidated bamboo door and went in to see that Le Wenyao was not there.

He looked around the house. Although the house was small, it was clean, tidy, and all items were well placed.

Fang Lin thought to himself, "This girl wakes up really early. She is such a hardworking person."

Thinking of this, Fang Lin said to himself: "I can't lag behind. I must first restore my body to its best condition." As he said that, he walked out of the thatched house.

Fang Lin came to the back of the thatched house. It was a barren mountain with weeds all around. A path about a foot wide was trampled by people, leading to the Xianwu Academy.

Fang Lin strode forward, and after about thirty meters, he was out of breath, with severe pain in his chest, and no place from head to toe felt comfortable.

Fang Lin thought to himself, "With my body, even walking is a problem. I can't back down. I still have many unfinished things. If you want me to do it, I must persevere."

He adjusted his windbreaker and walked towards the barren mountain, his seemingly strong body swaying in the wind.

The wind on the barren mountain blew past Fang Lin's eyes and ears.

Fang Lin walked forward step by step in the barren mountains that were about to enter autumn, facing the cold wind, and walked two more times.

About a hundred meters away, Fang Lin was sweating all over. The sweat on his forehead fell like raindrops, soaking his tattered windbreaker.

Fang Lin thought to himself, "If you want to get ahead, if you want to make a difference in this giant, you must persevere and go through a hundred times the training that others have experienced!"

He gritted his teeth and moved forward hard, his teeth biting his lip, and with every step he took, a drop of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

Fang Lin knew that he always had to persevere. If he wanted to restore his body to its peak condition, he had to persevere.

"Three hundred meters..."

"Four hundred meters..."

"Five hundred meters..."

Fang Lin was breathing heavily, and the blood on his mouth seemed to have been dried by the cold wind. He clenched his fists and lowered his head as he walked repeatedly. The clothes on his body were still soaked with cold sweat.

The barren hills were crisscrossed with weeds and weeds, which often caused people to fall down. Fang Lin came out of the thatched house and walked around the barren hills until he returned to the thatched house in the evening.

Fang Lin looked at the thatched house and used his last strength. As soon as he reached the door of the thatched house, his body hit the broken bamboo door. He only heard a "dong" sound and fell to the ground.

At this moment, he was soaked to the skin, and the cold sweat on his body was still seeping out.

Fang Lin lay on the ground, feeling quite happy because the pain in his chest was gone.

The dark night is coming, and the hazy night shines on the path in the barren mountain, and also on Le Wenyao who is trotting back.

On her chest she held a clay bowl that looked similar to the one in the thatched hut.

Le Wenyao came to the thatched house and saw Fang Lin lying on the ground. He ran over anxiously and asked hurriedly: "What's wrong with you? Why are you lying here? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"

With that said, Le Wenyao knelt down and helped Fang Lin.

Fang Lin lay on the ground and said with a smile: "I'm fine. I went for a walk in the mountains today. My body hasn't fully recovered yet. I'm just too tired."

Le Wenyao helped Fang Lin to the bed and said to Fang Lin, "You take a rest first, and I'll help you heat up the food."

Fang Lin smiled slightly and said, "Thank you for your hard work. When I recover, I will cook for you so that you can have hot meals every day."

When Le Wenyao heard such words, she felt indescribably happy. ??

She said: "I only heard such words when my grandfather was here." She hadn't heard such heart-warming words in a long time.

Fang Lin felt sour when he heard Le Wenyao say this.

Fang Lin had a bold idea in his mind. He said, "I look a few years older than you. Will you be my sister?"

Fang Lin added: "I came here alone, with no relatives or friends. I don't know where those two people are now? I see that you are also alone and have no relatives. Can you just be my sister?" "

Le Wenyao has also gotten to know Fang Lin these days and knows that Fang Lin is not a bad person.

Le Wenyao cried with joy and said: "Really? Are you telling the truth? You really want to be my brother. I haven't had a brother yet!"

Fang Lin was also very happy, having met a sister for the first time in the fairy world.

Fang Lin said: "Of course it is true, then I will call you sister from now on."

Le Wenyao was so happy when she heard Fang Lin calling her sister, she hurriedly shouted "Brother."

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Fang Lin also agreed cheerfully.

"Why……"

Le Wenyao asked happily: "Brother, are you serious about cooking for me? You can't lie to me!"

Fang Lin said: "Of course, what my brother said has never been ignored."

After Le Wenyao ran out with a smile, Fang Lin lay on the bed, sat up and took off his sweat-soaked windbreaker.

Not long after, the steaming meal was brought to Fang Lin. After three strokes, five divided by two, the meal was eaten by Fang Lin.

The next day, in the early morning, Le Wenyao got up very early, with a happy smile on her delicate cheeks, and repeated a sentence in her mouth, "I have a brother", and skipped towards the Xianwu Academy. .

All this was seen by Fang Lin, "What a simple and kind girl."

After Le Wenyao left, Fang Lin began to exercise his body again.

Fang Lin looked much better after yesterday's experience. He continued walking along the barren mountains. The pain in his chest was much better than yesterday, but he was still out of breath.

At noon, he walked along the barren mountains, and his windbreaker was still soaked with sweat.

Fang Lin thought to himself, "This is not the best state of the body!"

Fang Lin muttered and continued walking along the thatched house towards the barren mountain.

"Fifty meters, one hundred meters..."

"Five hundred meters, two thousand meters..."

In the evening, Fang Lin stopped. After walking for the second time, he was soaked to the skin. When he returned to the thatched house, he sat on a wooden bench, and beads of sweat fell from his head one or two drops...

Fang Lin thought for a moment. His body was developing in a good direction and he would increase his efforts tomorrow.