Zheng Gan and his wife entered a very hidden cave. After passing a long and twisty stone path, they arrived at a relatively spacious cave with hot springs. They thought that at the end of the cave, there was neither the figure of a wild wolf nor the figure of a monk as Dali mentioned. The two were suspicious and captured a trace of the smell of meat in the air.

He jumped to the other side of the pool, and the stone wall over there turned out to be a moving door.

Pushing under the slightest, the stone wall flipped, and the other side of the pool had a unique world.

There was a pile of hay in the corner, and there was a man lying on the hay. The man was sounding like thunder and was sleeping soundly.

In another corner, there was a pile of extinguished fires. The shelf above the fire was wearing a piece of roasted meat. The fragrance came from that piece of meat.

Zheng Gan quickly scanned the sleeping person with his divine thoughts, and the person had no divine power in his body. He was just an ordinary person.

"Brother Zheng, he is the monk who is about to die of cold and starvation."

Zheng Gan saw that although the man was wearing ragged clothes, he hung on his body like a strip of cloth. Because he had been away from the world for a long time, his beard on his face was as messy as a bird's nest.

The man had no idea about Zheng Gan and Dali's arrival. He slapped his lips in his sleep, as if he was eating something.

"He doesn't seem to be about to freeze to death. Look at his red face. He is a little thinner and he lives more well." Zheng Gan and the others spoke loudly.

It seemed that the monk hadn't had a good sleep for a long time. Zheng Gan and the others couldn't affect his deep sleep at all.

Zheng Gan looked at the cave. There was a huge wolf head next to the fire. The wild wolf stared at his eyes and died with his eyes open. It seemed as if he was telling Zheng Gan about his grievances. There were also a few clean bones that were gnawing with the wolf head.

"It's really strange, Dali, this is not a big deal. Didn't a wolf eat people? Why did the man eat the wolf? You're right. This monk is just an ordinary monk. How could he kill this wolf?"

"Brother Zheng, why not use the wolf head to perform the reduction technique and see what happened between the wild wolf and the monk?"

Dali gave the sleeping monk a forbidden spell and set up a barrier. If he did not lift the barrier, the monk would sleep until he was old and would not wake up.

"Brother Zheng, let's start, I'm very curious."

Zheng Gan put his hand on the wild wolf's eyes and recited a spell.

The air in front of the two condensed into a screen, and the wild wolf's activities were displayed behind the screen.

The wild wolf is very large, like half a calf. Its home is indeed in this cave, and the pile of hay is also where it rests.

It seemed to have woken up, stretched, walked to the stone wall, pushed the front paws away from the stone wall and went straight into the pool.

The wild wolf actually walked straight through the water in the pool.

Only then did Zheng Gan and the others realize that there was a stone path hidden under the water, and the stone path was not half a foot under the water. With the steaming of hot air, if you don’t look carefully, you will really not be able to find it.

The wild wolf left the cave, looked at the sky and knelt down, and made a kneeling move. A trace of white air emerged from the wild wolf's nostrils.

The wild wolf was actually practicing. In a short while, the wild wolf made a tilt action, as if he had heard something. It jumped out of the cave, stood on a big rock, and looked down at the mountain.

Following the wild wolf's gaze, his vision turned to the forest at the foot of the mountain.

In the white snow, there was a man walking forward step by step in the knee-dead snow despite the darkness and walking forward step by step in the snow.

The man seemed to have no extra strength, just walking forward with instinct, and he had no direction. Perhaps it was not until he fell down and died that he could reach the end of his life. The wild wolf's eyes were slightly narrowed. It seemed that it was also struggling, saving or not saving?

The man stumbled in the snow, step by step and fell. Soon he fell into the snow and disappeared without movement.

"This is the monk I met. Brother Zheng, look, he just fell under that tree." Dali said.

The wild wolf ran down the mountain. It decided to save people.

"Brother Zheng, maybe I and he met the monk one after another. The wild wolf discovered the fainting monk and ran down the mountain to save people. The cave was a distance from the big tree. At this time, I also found the monk and reported to you immediately. We both happened to miss it perfectly."

The wild wolf came to the tree and circled around the monk for a few times. He howled, and arched the man's head with his mouth to try to wake him up, but the monk's face was bloodless. His hands and feet were frozen and stiff, so he couldn't wake up.

The wild wolf opened his mouth and grabbed the monk's clothes, threw the monk onto the wolf's back, and walked towards his cave.

The wild wolf was very fast along the way, and heavy snow continued to fall during this period, which quickly covered the traces of the wild wolf and the monk.

The wild wolf dragged the monk through the pool and onto the hay. It fed it to the monk with hot water. It stuffed a few dried fruits into the monk's mouth. The monk unconsciously swallowed the water and the fruits. He fed a few fruits in succession, and the monk's face was much better than before.

Seeing that the monk was not in danger of his life, the wild wolf walked to another corner and continued his breathing time.

Inhale the air and exhale the white air. The white air lingers in the cave.

The wild wolf suddenly breathed and suffocated, and his body arched like shrimps, and his mouth was filled with pain.

A large amount of white air emerged from its body, and the hole seemed to be on fire and smoke.

"Brother Zheng, this wild wolf has gone astray in his practice. No one has guided him to practice blindly and become possessed by the devil."

The wild wolf's eyes were bleeding. It rolled in pain and howled constantly. It wanted to stand up and walk towards the corner with the fruits.

Those fruits were spiritual fruits that the wild wolf fought against other beasts many times in the forest before regaining them. The spirit fruit and fairy grass was protected by the beasts. In order to obtain these treasures of heaven and earth, the wild wolf fought many life-and-death battles with wild beasts. It has also encountered situations of being obsessed with the evil spirits on weekdays, and it just needs to eat one fruit.

However, this time the situation seemed even more dangerous. It could not stand up or move. The spiritual fruit was just within reach. It was only a finger distance, but the distance between this finger was no less than the natural barrier. No matter how much effort the wild wolf used or how much effort it took, it would not be able to reach the spiritual fruit.

The wild wolf, who suffered from the pain of cultivation deviation, did not pay attention, and the person it saved had actually woken up long ago.

The monk had the spiritual fruit that the wild wolf had given him at the bottom, and even the frostbite was healed. The warmth in the cave and the medicinal power of the spiritual fruit pulled the monk back from the brink of death. The wild wolf's howl woke him up.

He just opened his eyes slightly and closed his eyes immediately.

It's so scary. Where is this? There is actually this huge wild wolf. Its white fangs are half a foot. Its huge body is bigger than a calf. The wild wolf seems to be injured and rolling on the ground. Trying to get to the fruits in the corner.

The monk slowly opened his eyes again. He was sure that the wild wolf was so obsessed with the pain of being possessed by the evil spirit that he had not noticed that he had woken up.

When the monk saw those fruits, a sensation of flames appeared in his eyes.

That was a spiritual fruit that could never be obtained in several lifetimes. I didn't expect that this wild wolf had accumulated so much. If he had eaten it himself, then the realm he had always wanted to break through could be broken through immediately. Even if he could not break through the realm, he could end the arduous transformation and tempering as soon as possible. The process of transformation and tempering simply changed him to another person. All his practice was zero. He either realized the great way or endured the pain of the body of a mortal, and walked until the end of the transformation and tempering period. He went through a lot of hardships to come to the deep mountains, and his abacus was very satisfactory. In the deep mountains, he could be quiet and quiet, which was most suitable for practicing. Without the disturbance of the world, he might have a deeper understanding of Buddhism. Even if he could not understand, there were many treasures in the deep mountains. If he was lucky and had eaten one or two, he could still end the transformation and tempering period as soon as possible. It was really sad that he could not use his cultivation.

He thought very well, but reality gave him a few loud slaps.

He overestimated the ability of mortals to withstand difficult environments. It was okay to eat leaves or bark in spring, autumn and summer. He finally survived. During this period, in order to find spiritual fruits, he had to be careful of poisonous insects and beasts, and fight against diseases and hunger. He almost died on the spot several times. Seeing that it was winter again, he estimated his ability and had no capital to allow him to safely survive the fifth winter. So he wanted to return to the world and make plans for the spring next year. However, he went too far and deep, so it was not easy to walk out of the mountains and forests with his legs.

The north wind blew, the snow was flying, and there was no edible thing in the forest, so he could no longer hold back and fainted in the snow.
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