Ranch Story: Start Over

in this world.

The boys always fantasize about one day holding a giant sword, slaying the demons in the underground abyss, and clearing out all hostile outsiders for the Principality of Huaxia.

The girls fantasize that their prince rides a white horse and steps on colorful clouds, and marries them in a kingly manner.

Therefore, the initiative lies with men, and powerful fighting skills become the basis for men to grow into heroes.

Feng Ling dragged the giant sword in both hands, extremely confident. His powerful fighting skills were his confidence. He walked to 100 meters west of the cabin, looking at the endless meadow in the morning light, and remembered what his grandfather said before he left:

"Feng'er, be careful to control your strength. The magic cooking of the owner of Dart Hotel has continuously improved your magic control level. As long as you continue to cook and control it in combination with magic cooking, your magic will become stronger and stronger. The first move of Dugu Nine Swords requires you to use your strength in combination with the general formula. Don't overdo it, Grandpa still needs to sleep."

Feng Qingyang sounded like he was talking in his sleep, and not long after he finished speaking, he could be heard snoring.

After Feng Ling took great effort to finally drag the heavy sword to the west side of the cabin, he followed his grandfather's instructions and the memories he passed on to him and input his own magic power into the heavy sword.

As the magic power increased, the heavy sword gradually began to tremble. Referring to the memory transmitted to him by his grandfather, Feng Ling shouted:

"Six Ao Han Techniques!"

The Ao Han Six Techniques have a total of six moves:

The first secret: a glance at the cold essence!

The second secret: three feet of ice!

The third secret: red apricots in the snow!

The fourth secret: The peach branches are flourishing!

The fifth tip: walk in the snow to find plum blossoms!

The sixth secret: cold blade and icy heart!

According to what he thought in his mind, Feng Ling directly referred to the sword technique that Nie Feng used in "Feng Yun" after he successfully practiced and broke through the cave. Anyway, he could only give it a try.

Feng Ling drove the magic power, summoned the strength to grab the heavy sword, jumped into the air with all his strength, and thought about it in his mind, using a combination of horizontal and vertical slashing to chop forward. However, what he thought in his mind was one thing, but in reality, this move was beyond his imagination. Even the heavy sword was lifted up by him and used as a knife with all his strength. This time, he was bound to suffer.

Feng Ling had already forgotten his grandfather's reminder at this moment. Under such an effect, the general formula was really a magical skill that he could do whatever he wanted at will. Any moves that Feng Ling had seen before could be performed.

Feng Ling felt a sense of power being pulled away, and he felt as if a large amount of magic power and strength was instantly drawn out of his body. Slowly, he could hardly hold the hilt of the sword.

If someone were to look far into the sky above Feng Ling, they would see a huge shadow gradually appearing in the sky directly above Feng Ling. At this moment, the sky was covered with dark clouds, lightning and thunder, as if the earth's energy was being drawn away from the ground. Rich magical power gathered towards the shadow in the sky, as if it was about to rain.

At this time, Feng Ling was in the shadow, with a huge pressure covering his whole body and a strong feeling of suffocation, but Feng Ling did not stop. He could not retreat having come this far. He faced the challenge and continued to inject magic power, while his body's strength was also lost.

Not long after, the phantom in the sky finally solidified, and a huge figure appeared with arcs of electricity all over its body. A huge energy knife was raised high into the sky by the phantom. Then, the phantom imitated Feng Ling's previous actions, suddenly leaped into the air, and with lightning speed, swept horizontally and chopped vertically at the meadow in front of Feng Ling.

A strong feeling of weakness came over him rapidly, and the exploding energy knife swept across in an instant, destroying everything within the 50*50 square meters area in front of him. The huge dust and smoke made it impossible to see anything in front of him.

The shadow slashed with his sword, and in an instant, the ground shook and the earth cracked. A gully more than 2 meters deep opened up in front of Feng Ling and rushed into the distance. The crack spread for nearly 100 meters before stopping two meters before the tributary flowing down from the Goddess Peak in the west.

The destroyed debris flew into the air and flew away in an instant, followed by rubble and dirt, rushing towards the sky like a dance of gods and demons.

The boulder broke into large pieces and scattered everywhere, the remains of dead trees were scattered all over the ground, and Feng Ling, who was exhausted, fell straight down and watched the messy debris flying towards him. Feng Ling was also unlucky and was buried by the aftermath of the energy knife.

He was so weak that he didn't even have the strength to lift his fingers, and was buried like a small mound by the dead trees and rocks.

Feng Qingyang secretly watched his grandson's actions from a distance with a smile on his face. It was obvious that Feng Ling's performance made Feng Qingyang very satisfied. Although this move was obviously a sword technique, it did not hinder the use of the general formula at all.

The moves are ever-changing! Everything can be a sword!

His good grandson used the unknown sword technique simulated by the general formula for the first time and actually opened up 2500 square meters of ground. For him, a mid-level warrior, it was really beyond the standard.

However, judging by the grandson’s condition, he may have to be buried for a while.

Feng Ling was gasping in the mud, trying hard to breathe in the outside air. He regretted it, really regretted it very much.

As the saying goes, if you don’t listen to the advice of elders, you will suffer the consequences.

My grandfather reminded me not to use overly powerful tricks to open up the wasteland, but as a result, I got too excited and used the powerful tricks I saw on TV dramas.

Now, my physical strength and magic power were instantly drained, and I became a pitiful 1. The most important thing was that I was buried very tightly and could not get out.

Although I had completed the land reclamation mission for the morning, I was also doomed. When my magic and physical strength dropped to 1, I would enter a vegetative state, but my body could still blink. Only when my magic and physical strength recovered to 50 could I barely move. But in the current situation, I was buried by so much dirt and rocks. Forget it, I just lay there. Only when my physical strength was above 90 and below 100 could I exert my strength to lift the heavy objects on my body.

I hope my grandfather can find me sooner. Feng Ling doesn’t want to lie there forever.

Unfortunately, Feng Ling felt that a long time had passed and his grandfather didn't seem to notice that he had disappeared.

As luck would have it, Feng Ling, who checked his own attributes, also found that he had entered an extremely weak period.

Character status prompt:

"In serious injury state, the buff cannot take effect and is reset to the basic recovery speed."

Feng Ling was about to collapse. With a basic recovery speed of 10%, it would take 400 hours for 2.5 physical strength to reach 100. 600 magic power minus 1 point of space pendant wisdom, and it would take another 2.5 hours for him to recover 100 magic power. So, it was 8: now and it would take him o'clock to recover. It was over, it was not worth it. Feng Ling was very annoyed and thought to himself that he would never dare to do it again.

......

Two hours later.

“Beep!”

"Fuck! Sister, why are you here? Don't come over here!"

Feng Ling listened to the familiar sound of a car horn. As luck would have it, Senior Sister Lin actually came. Feng Ling wished he could burrow into the ground right now. But forget it, he was already in the ground. If she found him, he would probably be laughed to death.

"Di Di!"

There were two more sounds. Perhaps Lin felt it was a bit unreasonable that his junior fellow apprentice didn't come out, so he got out of the car.

Seeing Feng Qingyang washing up by the well, Lin walked over to greet the old man:

"Morning, Grandpa Feng."

"Good morning, little girl. Are you here to see Feng Ling so early?"

"Yes, Grandpa Feng, I was thinking of coming to your place to enjoy the breakfast made by Feng Ling."

After saying that, Lin smiled embarrassedly, then turned around and looked around:

"Grandpa Feng, where is Feng Ling? Did he go out to exercise?"

Although Feng Ling was buried in the soil, he could hear Lin clearly because she spoke loudly to Feng Qingyang.

"It's over, it's over. My reputation is going to be ruined."

Feng Qingyang stood up and looked around pretentiously before saying:

"I don't know. He took my heavy sword to practice early in the morning and hasn't come back yet. Go check to the west."

"Ah... it's over, it's over, Senior Sister, don't come over here!"

Feng Ling was extremely frantic. The gravel and dirt pressing on his body were too heavy. He was still in a state of moderate weakness and it was still difficult for him to overturn the heavy objects on his body.

After hearing what Feng Qingyang said, Lin hurried to the west side of the hut. Before she had gone far, a huge open space appeared in front of her.

"Oh my god, is Feng Ling so powerful? He turned over such a large area of ​​land. Wow, what kind of fighting skill is this that can have such destructive power."

After looking at it for a while, Lin said again in a reproachful tone:

"This big fool, his magic power and physical strength will probably be depleted. He might as well just dig the ground. Look at how the ground has been damaged, but it has not been cultivated yet and is not suitable for farming. What about others?"

Lin walked up to the mound in the distance and looked around:

"Not bad. This gully is just the right depth for a canal. Once we can guide the water in, we can irrigate the surrounding crops. Xiao Fengzi is very smart."

Feng Ling didn't want to talk at the moment. Listening to Lin's comments, he didn't feel proud at all. He just hoped that his senior sister would leave quickly and not discover his embarrassment.

"I don't know what Feng Ling is going to do with such a high pile of dirt. I'll just move it away. It's an eyesore."

Lin stood on the slope and looked for a long time, but still did not find any trace of Feng Ling, so she began to think about the small mound, hoping to help Feng Ling.

Feng Ling really felt grateful at this moment.

It was impossible not to speak. If she didn't speak, who knew what kind of magic she would use to attack the mound she was in. It would be even more disastrous if she got hurt.

"Senior sister, stop! Get me out first!"

Feng Ling shouted in embarrassment.