Demonic Cultivation in a Mountain Village

The treasure body is first formed!

Body refining, like realm, has different levels, and each level has different levels, from low to high.

The same goes for body refining. Body refining is divided into several levels: physical limit, physical limit, treasure body, spiritual body, holy body, immortal body, and divine body. Each level has its own level, divided into: early stage, middle stage, and later.

Fang Lin knew that this was an extremely difficult road, a hundred times harder than before.

Moreover, every breakthrough will be a new transformation, but Fang Lin knows that every suffering may not lead to a breakthrough.

Before his ascension, he was also a strong man in the God Emperor realm. After his ascension, he suppressed the toughness of his bones and meridians.

After several months of body training, the bones and meridians have been stretched, and he has stepped into the treasure body. Although it is the lowest initial treasure body, it has also passed the limit of the physical body.

Even the lowest initial treasure body can be as hard as bronze, and its fists and feet can break stones.

At dusk, the setting sun turned the sky red. Fang Lin was walking on the barren hills, his eyes shining brightly, and his body exuding a powerful and aggressive aura.

He was extremely happy, with a confident smile on his face.

I thought to myself, "My body has exceeded the limits of the physical body and reached the early stage of the treasure body. Now I have the ability to take care of my sister."

"At this time, Wen Yao hasn't come back from the academy yet. I'm here to cook today. My sister will be very happy!"

He ran towards the barren mountain with long strides, like the wind.

"Whoosh..."

Fang Lin came to the mountainside of the barren mountain. There was a clear lake on the mountainside, which he had discovered in the past few months.

He came to a willow tree, broke the willow branch, and concentrated his energy. The willow branch was like an extremely sharp sword, carrying sword energy.

He threw himself into the lake, and the willow branches were like fishing tools. In a short time, five fish of different sizes were all pierced by the willow branches.

\u003e He was very excited, "Sister, I can take a good rest today."

He put the willow branch on his shoulders, jumped up, stood firmly on the shore, and walked towards the thatched house.

"Sister, you haven't come back yet. I must prepare delicious meals before my sister comes back."

He put the fish on the table, started to light the fire, hot water, and clean the fish.

A few months ago, Fang Lin would not have been so quick and capable in cleaning up these things. But it was different now. He had transformed into an early stage treasure body, and no matter what he did, he was much faster.

Evening has arrived, and Fang Lin has already prepared two types of fish with different flavors.

One is boiled fish, and the other is grilled fish. Especially this grilled fish, it looks delicious in color and smells full of fragrance.

Soon Fang Lin put the delicious food on the table and covered it with a pot lid. Even so, he couldn't resist the fragrant smell of grilled fish and spread out.

On the path in the barren mountain, Le Wenyao held in her arms the clay bowl that served Fang Lin every day. The clay bowl looked like it had been reduced to half.

She walked along the barren mountain path towards the thatched house. Her thin body swayed from side to side under the blowing of the autumn wind, which made her look distressed.

Le Wenyao thought to herself, "After passing through this willow forest, we will reach home ahead."

She lowered her head and looked at the less than a bowl of millet porridge in her arms. She held her hands tighter, for fear of spilling even a drop.

She quickened her pace and headed in the direction of the thatched hut. Suddenly she smelled a refreshing scent, which became stronger the closer she got to the thatched hut.

She was filled with doubts and appeared on the path outside the thatched house.

At this time, Fang Lin was sitting at the table, looking out the window.

Outside, his eyes were staring straight at the path, anxiously waiting for his sister to appear.

Fang Lin saw his sister walking towards the thatched house and ran out quickly to come to Le Wenyao.

Le Wenyao saw Fang Lin and shouted, "Brother, why did you run out? Are you hungry? I'll go back and heat some food for you now."

Fang Lin looked at Le Wenyao, this unrelated sister, and felt unspeakably uncomfortable in his heart. Such a weak girl, she was kind-hearted, simple, and willing to help others.

He said silently in his heart, "This is my biological sister. I will never let her be bullied and I will let her live a happy life."

Fang Lin said with a slight smile: "Brother is not hungry, let's go back, brother will give you a surprise."

Le Wenyao thought to herself, "Brother, what surprise will you give me?"

The two of them had just taken a few steps when Le Wenyao said, "Brother, do you smell anything? There is a refreshing smell."

Fang Lin chuckled, said nothing, and walked straight to the thatched house. Le Wenyao stood there blankly, seeming to be thinking about something, and only heard one sound.

"Come on, you'll know when you get back."

Le Wenyao followed closely behind Fang Lin.

Soon the two of them returned to the thatched house. The lid of the pot still couldn't be pressed down, and the delicious smell drifted into Le Wenyao's nose in an instant.

Le Wenyao stared straight at the delicious food on the table, and immediately picked up the lid of the pot. The aroma could not be suppressed. The entire thatched house was filled with aroma, impacting Le Wenyao's taste organs.

Le Wenyao looked at the table of delicious food and cried with joy. She turned around and hugged Fang Lin and said, "Thank you, brother."

At the same time, the moment Le Wenyao hugged Fang Lin, the bowl of millet porridge in her arms fell to the ground.

"when"

r\u003e Fang Lin and Le Wenyao looked at the same time, only seeing the half-filled clay bowl with yellow millet porridge sprinkled on the ground.

Le Wenyao hurriedly knelt down and took the half-bowl in his hand. With wet eyes, he looked at Fang Lin and said, "Brother, I'm sorry, I spilled the porridge I brought for you in a moment of joy."

Fang Lin also squatted down, slowly lifted Le Wenyao up, stroked her head, and said affectionately: "It's okay, it's okay."

"Wenyao, don't worry about your brother anymore. My brother has recovered now and can make a living for himself, including yours. He can also help you now."

"Brother knows that in the past days, you didn't have enough to eat every day. Almost all the meals you brought back from the academy were eaten by your brother. You only ate one-tenth of the meals..."

Le Wenyao said: "Brother, please stop talking. I'll be fine too. You are my only relative now. Let's live a good life."

Fang Lin held Le Wenyao with one hand and gently stroked Le Wenyao's forehead with the other, saying, "Sister, don't worry! With brother here, our life will definitely get better and better."

"Wenyao, let's sit down and eat quickly. Before the food gets cold, try your brother's cooking and see how it goes."

"Brother said he would cook delicious food for you, and he will definitely do it. He will keep his word."

Le Wenyao had a bright smile on her face and said, "Okay, okay, I can't wait."

"My brother's cooking must be delicious."

As he spoke, Le Wenyao moved his chopsticks, picked up a piece of grilled fish, and stuffed it into his mouth.

"It smells so good. Brother, the fish you grilled is so delicious. You can even go down the mountain to sell it."

Fang Lin showed an extremely pleased smile on his face and said, "If it tastes good, eat more. Be careful because there are thorns. It will be unpleasant if it sticks into your throat."