Chapter 6 Two Months

　　To the west of Blackwood Walled City, there were rolling terraces. 　　Beyond the terraces was the Black Wind Mountain Ridge that stretched for dozens of miles. 　　The Black Wind Mountain Ridge was on the periphery. 　　Lu Qingfeng was carrying a bamboo basket on his back, holding a wood chopping knife in his right hand and grasping a medicine hoe made of sharpened black wood in his left hand as he explored the dense forest. 　　The place was overgrown with weeds and tall trees. 　　The Blackwood Walled Village's thousand or so people lived on farming, and no one dared to enter the Blackwind Mountain Ridge. Even if it was just the outer perimeter, it was sparsely populated. 　　Lu Qingfeng was as light as a swallow, crouching down from time to time. After a moment, he got up and put the herbs with dirt on his hands into the bamboo basket. 　　Now it wasn't just Atractylodes and Licorice, there were also Yellow Essence, Mountain Ginseng and other herbs that were beneficial to cultivation. 　　It was dusk. 　　The bamboo basket was about to be filled to the brim with medicinal herbs and was heavy. If it wasn't for the fact that Lu Qingfeng had been practicing hard for the past few days, he would have been physically exhausted. 　　Looking at the sky, Lu Qingfeng was ready to return. 　　The sun was setting in the west, the heaven and earth dimmed. 　　The sounds of insects and birds chirping came from the mountains and forests, far more energized than Blackwood Cottage. 　　Suddenly. 　　Lu Qingfeng's ears moved slightly, and amongst the sounds of insects and birds chirping, he also heard a rustling sound. Something was approaching him, and it was fast. 　　"Run!" 　　Lu Qingfeng accelerated his pace and quickly rushed towards Blackwood Cottage. 　　In the evening and in the Black Wind Mountain Range, Lu Qingfeng didn't dare to clash with any fierce beasts. 　　Even if he had already cultivated his internal breath and reached the first level of the Fetal Breath Realm now. 　　"Barbarian Bull Fist cultivation, the physical signs change too much. Otherwise, with my current cultivation level, a single smash of my fist after practicing the Barbarian Bull Fist would be able to kill at least a young wolf!" 　　Practicing the internal breath, the physical qualities could be described as an all-round improvement. Reactivity, speed, strength, and physique were not comparable to what they were before! If one practiced martial arts, they would be even more ferocious. 　　It was a pity that he couldn't practice normally during this period of time, the only Brute Bull Fist, once practiced, his fist was as big as a sandbag, and a clear-eyed person would have to be exposed at first glance. 　　Lu Qingfeng would not risk his life for a mere ordinary martial skill. 　　However at this moment! 　　The rustling sound was getting closer and closer, Lu Qingfeng couldn't care less about the movement and ran faster and faster. 　　The palms of his hands that were grasping the medicine hoe and firewood knife were already sweating. 　　It was the first time he had encountered this kind of danger when he entered the Black Wind Mountain Ridge. This place was close to the Blackwood Fortress, and every year, experts from the Gui Zhen Sect came to deal with the more threatening beasts, even demonic beasts. 　　But the beasts chasing behind him clearly gave Lu Qingfeng a sense of threat like a mane on his back. 　　Swish! 　　The sound of breaking air rang out and Lu Qingfeng's body was covered in sweat. 　　The first time he stopped and turned around, a few points of cold light blossomed in front of him in a flash of red. Lu Qingfeng only felt a coldness in front of his chest, followed by severe pain. 　　The hemp cloth in front of his chest had been scratched to shreds, and his chest had been scratched out with a few deep blood marks, and blood gushed out! 　　At this moment- 　　The red aura flashed again! 　　"Die!" 　　Lu Qingfeng felt the threat of death. The weak internal energy in his body was running, and the firewood knife in his hand swung at the red aura with all his might! 　　Bang! 　　With a sinking of the entry hand, the red mango that was about to pounce on Lu Qingfeng was slashed by the firewood knife and was directly smashed to the ground from mid-air. 　　"ACK!" 　　It was a small red beast, resembling a mountain beaver, with blood still glistening on its paws. 　　That was Lu Qingfeng's. 　　On the body of this red beaver beast, there was another ghastly wound as long as a palm. This was cut out by Lu Qingfeng with a firewood knife. 　　The Red Beaver Beast was cut by the firewood knife and was viciously smashed on the ground, unable to move for a moment. 　　The little face was wrinkled into a ball, and a pair of tears looked at Lu Qingfeng in a pitiful manner. 　　"Die!" 　　Lu Qingfeng gripped the firewood knife and fiercely rose up and slashed his head down, smashing the red beaver beast that was tilting its little face into a bloody mess, no more life. 　　"Hohoho!" 　　Killing the Red Beaver Beast, Lu Qingfeng collapsed to the ground, panting heavily. 　　"Hiss!" 　　As he gasped, his chest rose and fell, pulling his wounds again, painfully causing Lu Qingfeng to suck in a mouthful of cold air. 　　The Red Beaver Beast's speed was fast, a pair of sharp claws fortunately grabbed on Lu Qingfeng's chest, if it had grabbed on his neck, I'm afraid that this life would have to be accounted for in the Black Wind Mountain Ridge. 　　"Taking someone's life right out of the gate, such a vicious little beast, where does it deserve my pity!" 　　Lu Qingfeng looked at the bloodied red beaver beast in front of him and casually stopped the blood from the wound. Then he struggled to get up, not daring to stay here any longer, and hurriedly rushed towards the Blackwood Walled City. 　　Fortunately, the night was covered by the color of the sky, so the wretched Lu Qingfeng was not discovered by the other people of the Blackwood Cottage. 　　Returning to the Blackwood Cottage in a puff of smoke, Lu Qingfeng was finally relieved. 　　"Big brother what happened to you?" 　　Lu Qingyu was boiling wild vegetable porridge, seeing Lu Qingfeng stumbling back, he panicked and ran over to support him. 　　"It's alright, I was scratched by a bobcat, close the door." 　　Lu Qingfeng asked Qingyu to close the door of the room tightly, then sat on the stool. 　　"Damn bobcat!" 　　Lu Qingyu looked at the oozing wound on his big brother's chest, anxious tears were about to fall. 　　"A small wound, it won't get in the way." 　　"Go and bring the millet grass and thyme flower powder under the bed." 　　Lu Qingfeng calmed Qingyu and ordered on one side. 　　Lu Qingyu hurriedly brought these two kinds of herbs and treated Lu Qingfeng's chest wound while shedding tears. 　　"It's really alright, doesn't Qingyu hate people crying the most?" 　　"Come on, smile." 　　The corners of Lu Qingfeng's mouth twitched in pain, and he coaxed Lu Qingyu well before she could stop her tears. 　　"Don't come back so late in the future!" 　　Lu Qingyu blew on the wound, then raised her head and huffed at Lu Qingfeng. 　　"Fine fine." 　　"Big brother will come back earlier in the future." 　　Lu Qingfeng hurriedly said. 　　As a matter of fact, it was indeed him who was reckless this time! 　　In the past days, when he went in and out of the Black Wind Mountain Ridge, he would only be at the periphery and would return before evening. But these past few days, the medicinal herbs in the periphery were pretty much dug up by him, and without realizing it, he went much deeper and came out later and later. 　　Originally thought nothing was wrong, but did not expect today to be a bad bloodbath. 　　Fortunately, he had never brought Lu Qingyu along with him to enter the Black Wind Mountain Range, or else if he was distracted, maybe both siblings would have to be accounted for in the wilderness. 　　"Although that red beaver beast is fast, its attack power is not strong, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable." 　　Lu Qingfeng pacified Lu Qingyu, the intense pain from the medicinal powder stimulating the wound alerted him. 　　This night. 　　Lu Qingfeng was rambled on by his sister for a long time, and in the end, it was Lu Qingyu who was heartbroken, and only then was he able to go lie down and sleep. 　　...... 　　Time was like running water, it already flew by. 　　After coming into contact with cultivation, it was even more so that he didn't realize that time was passing. 　　In a trance. 　　Two months had passed since Lu Qingfeng turned sixteen years old and came into contact with the online game "The Flood". 　　Because of not realizing the time difference between the game and reality in the first place, Lu Qingfeng had also not played the game for two months. 　　"Two months to barely give birth to internal breath and advance to the first level of the Fetal Breath Realm!" 　　"At this rate, to reach the 9th level of the Fetal Breath Realm, it will take at least several years, if not longer!" 　　Cultivation was bound to become more difficult the further one progressed. 　　Just this step of initiation alone took Lu Qingfeng two months, and that was even with the experience he had already had once in the game. He didn't dare to imagine how much time it would have taken for him to be able to give birth to the internal breath if there was no game. 　　Lying on the bedpan, Lu Qingfeng pulled up the attribute panel. 　　Name: Lu Qingfeng [True Body 　　Race: Human 　　Formation: None 　　Title: None 　　Cultivation: Houtian Fetal Breath Realm 1st level 　　Level: 1 (0/5) 　　Internal Breath: 1/1 (Quality: Primary) 　　Longevity: 16/68 　　Root Bone: 1 　　Merit: Unknown 　　Karma: Unknown 　　Technique: Huangting Jing, 1st level (uninitiated) [Characteristics: Diffraction (1st level); Unification of the Laws (1st level); Karma Elimination (1st level)]; Yan Yang Jing, 1st level (introductory) [in derivation]; 　　Technique: None 　　Avatar: None 　　Equipment: None 　　Alchemy: "Alchemy of Pills" (small success) [in derivation]. 　　The attribute panel did not change much, apart from the cultivation and level being raised by one level and the appearance of the internal breath attribute, it was that The First Explanation of Alchemy of the Dan was raised to a minor accomplishment. 　　The "Beginning Explanation of Alchemy of Dan" was similar to a gongfu, the level of mastery was categorized into uninitiated, introductory, minor success, major success, and consummation, only there was no hierarchical division. 　　Lu Qingfeng had spent the past two months in reality collecting herbs and processing them, gradually mastering the "Alchemy Beginner's Explanation". It was also commonly known as the proficiency increase, reaching the level of minor accomplishment. 　　After reaching this level, not only was the speed of processing herbs faster, but the quality of the processed herbs was also better than when they were uninitiated and initiated. 　　Of course. 　　In just two months in reality, Lu Qingfeng didn't have the ability to raise the Beginning Alchemy Explanation to Minor Achievement. 　　In The Flood, although the game character was still 'in the process of being reborn', the growth progress had not yet been completed. However, Lu Qingfeng could log into the game and enjoy a hundredfold time difference. 　　Such a time-- 　　"Login to The Flood." 　　Lu Qingfeng communicated the login ring in his mind and entered the game. 　　The consciousness wandered into the body soaked in the Transmutation Pool, the body could not move. 　　But the mind was not restricted, the mind constantly recalled today's short life and death battle with the Red Beaver Beast, as well as today's cultivation during the day as well as the process of handling medicinal herbs. 　　He also called up the "First Explanation of Alchemy" and the "Yan Yang Scripture" and repeatedly chewed on them to experience them. 　　Until his head was a bit drowsy, Lu Qingfeng closed his eyes and just rested in the game. When he woke up from his sleep, he repeated the above process once again. 　　It was repeated several times until the new ones from cultivating and handling medicinal herbs during the day were completely combined with the Yan Yang Jing and the First Explanation of Alchemy, and there was no more gain, then he turned to chanting the Huang Ting Jing. 　　Lu Qingfeng's qualifications were poor, and he was temporarily unable to cultivate the Yan Yang Sutra in the game, so there was no progress in his gong methods. However, the "First Explanation of Alchemy" had nothing to do with qualifications, as long as one was willing to spend time pondering over it, one could always improve. 　　Lu Qingfeng was also able to advance the "Beginning Explanation of Alchemy of Dan" to a small level of success in just two months in reality through the time difference. 　　As for the Yellow Court Sutra. 　　It was a Dao Ancestor level technique that belonged to the top tier in the game. Currently, there was no efficacy to be seen, and the various characteristics were only the 'Diffractive Method' characteristic that could be touched upon, and because of the lack of experience value, it was not able to be seen for the time being. 　　However, Lu Qingfeng did not ignore it. 　　Every day in the game, he spent a lot of time reciting the Yellow Court Sutra, and in a short period of time, he had yet to see any effect. In the long run, it wasn't seen to be rewarding either. 　　But even if it was just because of the Yellow Court Sutra and the name of Dao Ancestor, Lu Qingfeng would not put down this technique. 　　He did not know how many times he had recited it, until he felt someone calling out in reality, Lu Qingfeng exited from The Flood. 　　One night had passed in reality, and Lu Qingfeng had already spent a full forty days in the game! 　　"The time difference really works well." 　　"If I hadn't caused my game character to die due to an accident, I should have been able to do more in these two months." 　　Lu Qingfeng exited the game with some regret. 　　In these two months, a full sixteen years had passed in the game! 　　And Lu Qingfeng spent every night in the game: 　　One night in reality, forty days in the game. The two months added up to more than six years. 　　"But these six years or so are precious even though you can only think and can't move or cultivate." 　　Lu Qingfeng opened his eyes and saw that the sky was already bright. 　　"Big brother, you're injured, just rest at home today!" Lu Qingyu woke up Lu Qingfeng, lying on the bed and was checking his wounds. 　　"Good." 　　Lu Qingfeng had originally thought the same thing. The sixteen years in the game was about to pass. Counting the time, around this morning he would be able to start the game again. 　　"This time, we can stay in the game for a few more days, and with the help of the time difference, let's see if there is any method that can solve the Returning Truth Sect in a short period of time!" 　　......