During Zhang Feng’s teaching process.
Two little children brought over a small bowl of thumb-sized ’fruits’, hoping that Zhang Feng would taste them.
These fruits were also peculiar.
Merely by looking at the blood-red color and sensing the ’strange feeling’, Zhang Feng knew they were on the same level as the Itchy Flower, another type of ’Spirit Grass’.
Faced with Spirit Grass.
Zhang Feng accepted it without hesitation, but he paid more attention to their training methods.
In their strength-training exercises, aside from some foundational stance skills, they also employed a ’Refining Breathing Skill’.
This Breathing Skill allowed them to refine the Spiritual Qi in their ’stomach and intestines’.
The Itchy Flower and these fruits were examples of ingestible Spiritual Qi.
Ordinary people could benefit from it too, but only if they practiced the training methods in harmony.
Otherwise, even if ingested, the body wouldn’t be able to digest it, and the Spiritual Qi would simply dissipate for no reason.
Zhang Feng, after a whole afternoon and eating a few fruits and some flowers, reached this conclusion.
Aside from this, regarding the actuality of planting Spirit Fruit and Spirit Grass.
Zhang Feng analyzed and concluded that it’s impossible to replicate in reality.
Because their growing environment, first and foremost, needs to be a Spiritual Qi environment.
In other words, their formation formula requires Spiritual Qi.
This involuntarily reminded Zhang Feng of a joke from a game in reality.
Someone online asked, ’In this game, how can one defeat the final dragon boss?’
An expert player responded, ’You need the Dragon Warrior Set.’
The person then asked, ’Where can I obtain the Dragon Warrior Set?’
The expert player replied, ’By defeating the final dragon boss, it will drop.’
Zhang Feng felt this could aptly describe the current ’state of Spiritual Qi disconnection in reality’.
But, even without Spiritual Qi.
Zhang Feng still documented these two Spirit Grass types and planned to stay on Pang Mountain for a while.
First, to train his crew a bit, allowing them to enhance their Constitution.
Since the Captain’s grandfather’s ninetieth birthday was still more than half a year away, and the place wasn’t far from Lin Island, there was no rush in terms of time.
Second, his own strength also needed improvement; otherwise, even if he met Isle Master Lin, or anyone else, he might not have the fate to witness evil magic.
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Third, and most importantly.
That is to analyze the Itchy Flower and the small red fruit.
They were the first Spirit Grass and Spirit Fruit he encountered. Even if they couldn’t be cultivated in reality, they would be valuable once Spiritual Qi emerged in reality.
They could enable nationwide advancement of ’Constitution enhancement through Spiritual Qi intake’.
Zhang Feng thought as he ate the flowers and fruits.
As long as these two are eaten together, the nose won’t itch.
The medicinal effect could last over a year.
However, his own body’s metabolism was too fast; the cells were continuously strengthening and replacing weak cells.
Therefore, at most in a month, the medicinal effect would be completely gone.
Nonetheless, there was plenty of flora and fruit around here.
Besides, these fruits and flowers contained Spiritual Qi, and he was engaged in Spirit Cultivation, so he could temporarily substitute various herbal medicines by transferring through his Spiritual Thought.
This was a great advantage.
Just as well, during this time, not only to focus on mastering Spirit Cultivation but also to relatively enhance various martial skills.
Due to this mountainous journey.
Zhang Feng felt something peculiar about this world; everyone’s general strength seemed a bit high.
Therefore, he must stay steady in the early stages and first bring out some high combat power.
On the tenth day after arriving in this world, Zhang Feng finally settled into a house.
There were plenty of wooden houses here, all built inside a large cave halfway up the mountainside.
It made sense because, with a dozen people exceeding normal constitution, building a house up and down the mountains was a cinch.
Plus, now, being in the role of ’Sir’.
He was residing in the best small wooden house, adjacent to their Clan Leader.
Their Clan Leader was an elderly man, with a constitution not much higher, only fifteen, but he was very affable and was the first person to settle on this mountain.
The mysterious training method was also taught by him, though not created by him.
His story must hold much, perhaps even connections with the creator.
Yet Zhang Feng did not ask.
Because he could sense that the man wasn’t in the mood to discuss and, furthermore, held a typical ’visitor’s guardedness’.
So, questions were left unasked.
In the following days.
Zhang Feng only taught others how to farm, without inquiring further.
If one wishes to inquire about someone else’s background, as well as their life-establishing training methods.
Certainly, one must show genuine sincerity as well.
Actually, Zhang Feng quite missed the Chief Guest and Lingshan Immortal, as well as Chen Tian-cai.
They primarily focused on the spontaneity of ’sharing delight’.
After sharing, they’d chat a few words, then promptly leave.
But thinking further, when he met these two at the inn, it seemed they also left right after sharing.
Unconsciously, half a month had passed.
Sometimes, Zhang Feng would sit idly on the edge of a cliff, seeing that often a group of sailors would arrive at the coast below, yet they would usually be masked in cloth over their mouths and noses, circle around the mountain foot, and soon depart.
Some boats wouldn’t even circle, avoiding this area from afar over the sea.
The peculiar Itchy Flower on Pang Mountain made them sense something strange about this mountain.
Only the extreme character like One-Eye dared to hunt in the mountain.
Others mostly avoided Pang Mountain.
Of course, there were exceptions.
On the twentieth day in the mountains.
This morning, Zhang Feng was at the cliff’s edge when he saw a small boat dock at the island’s shore, and a man and woman disembarked.
Seeing them more closely, Zhang Feng noticed the man’s constitution was 45, and the woman’s was 41.
The two dressed like ancient knights, without veiling their noses and mouths, just sitting by the shore, making a fire and roasting fish.