Chapter 6: Luoshen Peak

  "Haha, Yang Zhan, take this trash back with you, he's definitely passed out. As for the debt of drilling through the crotch, we'll settle it next time we meet."

  Looking at Mu Feng lying on the ground, Jiang Meng laughed triumphantly at Yang Zhan, and after beating Mu Feng brutally, his mood was very pleasant.

  "Jiang Meng, are you rejoicing too early?" Mu Feng lifted his head, shook it vigorously to clear the dizziness, and slowly got up again. His entire left cheek was severely swollen.

  "Mu Feng, are you alright?" Yang Zhan let out a sigh of relief as he saw Mu Feng stand up.

  Jiang Meng's face immediately darkened, he hadn't expected Mu Feng to be able to get back up, and the youth behind him also fell silent.

  "Jiang Meng, you lost!" Murong wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth and walked in front of Jiang Meng, saying softly.

  Jiang Meng's face twitched suddenly, and he said: "You're impressive, I'll see you at Qing Shi Tai in a month. Let's go." After that, he left with the young man behind him, his energy surging forward.

  As he watched Jiang Meng and others leave, Mu Feng's mind was dizzy, and he could no longer hold on, suddenly collapsing to the ground.

  "You son of a turtle, one month later I will definitely beat you until you can't get up." Murong Feng said with hatred, he deeply felt the importance of strength, today although he won the bet by luck, but also suffered a great loss.

  "We'll settle this account another day. Let's find Jiang Meng later." Yang Zhan's slightly chubby face flashed with a fierce expression as he helped Mu Feng up.

  However, before Mu Feng could speak, Yang Zhan suddenly exclaimed: "Mu Feng, when did you break through to the initial stage of Body Refining Realm?"

  He only discovered Mu Feng's change now, and it was also a big surprise for him. Everyone in Hong Feng Town knew that Mu Feng couldn't practice martial arts, who would have thought that Mu Feng had been secretly cultivating at home for two months and had silently advanced to the early stage of Body Tempering? This should be considered major news in Hong Feng Town.

  "Is this strange?" Mu Feng glanced at Yang Zhan with a white eye.

  "No wonder!" Yang Zhan smiled awkwardly and continued, "Do you have the confidence to beat Jiang Meng in a month?"

  Yang Zhan saw that Mu Feng had already entered the initial stage of Lian Ti, but the gap with Jiang Meng was still huge. In a month's trial, he might lose.

  "It's okay, I'll try my best. Let's go." Murong Feng patted Yang Zhan's shoulder to comfort him, and the two of them slowly headed towards the south gate of the town.

  Two young men walked south of the town for more than half a time, and the trees on both sides of the road gradually became denser. Suddenly, a towering mountain peak appeared in front of them.

  "Is this Luoshen Peak?" Mu Feng's heart skipped a beat, and a look of surprise appeared on his face.

  This Luoshen Peak is extremely similar to the Chongtian Peak of his previous life. If he hadn't already confirmed that he was on the Shengxuan Continent, he would have thought that the Luoshen Peak in front of him was indeed the Chongtian Peak of his previous life.

  Luoshen Peak, with a height of over several thousand zhang, pierces the clouds. The mountain peak is home to many towering ancient trees, making it feel eerie and terrifying even during the day. There are many ferocious beasts in the mountains, and deep within the mountains, there are rumors of extremely fearsome demonic beasts existing.

  The mountain range connected to Luoshen Peak is called the Luoxia Mountain Range, stretching for tens of thousands of miles, with peaks rising and falling like a necklace stringing pearls, passing through several dynasties including the Dawu Dynasty.

  For the people of Hong Feng Town, Luoshen Peak is a place of ill omen. Over the years, countless herb collectors and hunters have lost their lives on Luoshen Peak. Even some of the town's Qi-refining martial artists have met their demise in the mountains. People strictly forbid children from entering Luoshen Peak to play, but curiosity still drives some young boys to sneak into the peak for adventure.

  "Are we going up the mountain like this?"

  Mu Feng looked at Yang Zhan's clenched fists and eager appearance as he prepared to enter the mountain, and felt a bit hesitant, so she asked tentatively.

  "What?" Yang Zhan was taken aback after hearing it, and he didn't understand Mu Feng's meaning. He looked at him with a bewildered expression.

  Mo Feng smiled wryly and said with a slight hesitation: "I forgot to ask you, it's very dangerous to enter the mountain like this, don't you have any preparations?"

  Yang Zhan suddenly came to a realization, and from his bosom he pulled out a dagger, a fire starter, and two pieces of dry rations, which he handed over to Mu Feng.

  "Is this it?" Mu Feng's mouth was wide open, his expression extremely exaggerated.

  "Didn't we also enter the mountain like this before? Mu Feng, what's wrong, did you get scared from that one fall?" Yang Zhan was getting impatient, he found that Mu Feng had become much more timid.

  Mo Feng's previous life was an amateur mountaineer, every time he entered the mountain, high mountain climbing boots, windbreaker pants, lighting equipment and other climbing equipment were all essential. Now, two fourteen-year-old boys enter the mountain empty-handed, what's the difference between this and suicide?

  Yang Zhan gave Mu Feng a disdainful look, to think that in the past it was always Mu Feng who led him into the mountains, but now he was timid and fearful, which seriously affected his image in Yang Zhan's heart.

  "Let's go!" Mu Feng was quite helpless, but he had no choice, so he took the plunge, taking the things over and putting them in his arms, while forcing himself to say.

  Yang Zhan led the way with a dagger, Mu Feng followed behind. Looking at Yang Zhan's back, he was completely speechless and finally understood the meaning of the phrase "a newborn calf is not afraid of a tiger".

  As the two of them went deeper, the mountain road in front of them became increasingly narrow and steep. The dense forest around them would occasionally transmit the low roar of unknown beasts, and any slight movement beside them would startle them both.

  Yang Zhan also lost his initial bravery when he entered the mountain, his face turned somewhat pale, but Mu Feng's past experience of climbing mountains played a role.

  Although Yang Zhan's cultivation was higher than Mu Feng's, at this moment he could only obediently follow Mu Feng's command.

  Outside was still sunny, but in the woods it was already dark and dim. Mu Feng made two simple torches, only then could he barely see the situation around him.

  Two people were groping their way forward in the mountains, and there was no longer a clear mountain road under their feet. The thorns along the way also scratched the young man's clothes, leaving blood marks on his skin, oozing out threads of fresh blood.

  Yang Zhan stopped abruptly in front, Mu Feng didn't notice and bumped into his back, for a moment he was dazed.

  "What a huge python!"

  Mo Feng was about to speak when he heard Yang Zhan say in a low voice, and as he looked in the direction Yang Zhan pointed, he couldn't help but take a sharp breath.

  In the dim firelight, a dark brown giant python over two zhang long and as thick as a bowl was coiled on the road not far ahead, spitting out crimson threads, its two huge snake eyes staring motionlessly at the two people.

  The dark brown scales on the python's body emitted a faint, eerie glow under the firelight, and a pungent smell wafted up to greet me.

  This was not the first time that Mufeng encountered a python in the wild. In his previous life, when he encountered pythons, if they were small, he would directly kill them, and if they were large, he would either detour or use realgar and other drugs to smoke them open.

  "Or I'll go kill it?" Yang Zhan said with a dagger in hand, thinking of rushing up to fight the dark brown python.

  "No, let's go around!" Murong hastily pulled him back.

  The dark brown giant python seemed to sense the hostility of the two boys, and its head was raised high, with its scarlet tongue darting in and out quickly. The two sharp white fangs made people feel their scalp numb.

  Mo Feng knew this was the prelude to the dark brown python's attack, and it could pounce on them at any time.

  If they had equipment on hand, Mufeng could easily take care of this dark brown giant python, but now each of them only has a dagger. If they were bitten, the consequences would be unthinkable.

  "Take a detour!" Mu Feng said in a low voice, carefully controlling the Wan Nian Chuan, this was his cautious personality formed from climbing mountains in his past life.

  Unexpectedly, the dark brown python saw the two retreat and suddenly raised its head, but instead it bit towards Yang Zhan who was closest to it.