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Chapter 2 Difficult Survival and Breathing Techniques

Yang Le stayed in the cave for nearly an hour, and the ice and snowy area in the distance gradually became clear. The terrain there had been severe changes. The crisscrossing deep moats were shattered, and the ice was broken throughout the area, and occasionally there were scattered scales and flesh flashing under the ice with blurred brightness.

Since she came here for no reason, Yang Le hasn't eaten anything. She is famine in her stomach. After observations during this period, it seems that there is nothing nearby to satisfy her hunger. It seems that there is no fruit tree on the edge of the tall deep forest there, and even if there is one, it cannot be picked!

After half an hour, Yang Le came to the area where the horned lion beast fought with the giant python, and couldn't help but tremble. He endured the biting cold. He saw that the largest piece of meat was as big as a house, the small one was the size of a millstone, and the scales were all over the ground. The complete scales were four or five feet wide, and the broken scales were of varying sizes. However, looking at the dark light emitted by the scales, you can imagine its sharpness. "It seems that the horned lion beast is in danger, and there is no bone at all. It must have been swallowed by the giant python. Fortunately, there are so many python meat, otherwise I don't know how to survive." Yang Le sighed while searching for the right python meat. He couldn't move it. He picked up a piece of python meat of moderate size, and a piece of broken scales like a knife. He hugged the python meat like ice and ran towards the cave...

After running a few trips, Yang Le had already breathed more and had less breathing. He sighed at the pile of meat in the combat area. He had no strength today and had to rest well. I wonder if the python meat is still there tomorrow. If all of them were moved into the cave, I wouldn't have to worry about food for a year.

But when looking back at the thousand pounds of python meat piled in the corner of the cave, Yang Le smiled proudly, and you don’t have to worry about being hungry for at least three months. The next moment, Yang Le was hit by the cruel facts. To preserve the python meat, at least bacon must be roasted, otherwise it will rot in a few days. Eating it is also a problem. Without fire, you will never have to eat it raw... Drilling wood to make fire, just kidding, do you think it is a big challenge to survive. As a good young man in the 21st century, I have never tried that thing.

After the threat of hunger, Yang Le held the knife-shaped scales and put everything on a piece of python meat the size of a grinder without any effort, just like cutting tofu with a magic weapon that blows hair and breaks hair. A piece of python meat weighing two pounds had already fallen off, and the cut surface was as smooth as a mirror. Yang Le took a deep breath: It was so sharp. Then the mountain wall slashed quietly, and a deep scratch about one finger wide jumped in front of his eyes. The cut was smooth, and he held the knife tightly, and a sense of security arose. He took the two pounds of python meat to the edge of the pond water.

After washing it, I realized that it was a cold pool, and the water of the pool was clear and cold. Cut a thin piece of python meat, looking at the crystal color, which was better than the sashimi, which aroused a sense of appetite. Yang Le raised his head and stuffed it into his mouth. Before he started chewing, the python meat began to dissolve slowly. A coldness penetrated his internal organs and six bones. The feeling of hunger was swept away. A slight swelling made Yang Le feel satisfied that he had been missing for a long time: "It's indeed a magic pill. The giant python is too strong, and the effect of flesh and blood is comparable to that of ginseng and deer antler."

In fact, what Yang Le didn't know is that the giant python is a famous prehistoric alien species in this prehistoric world - the Blue-eyed Ice Scale Python. It is the overlord of Qinze Lake with a radius of millions of miles. It has been 13 million years since it started spiritual wisdom practice, and it has only been 100 million years since it was completely formed in this world. The Blue-eyed Ice Scale Python is also an old generation among the prehistoric beasts. It owns Qinze Lake alone, and in the prehistoric world where spiritual energy is densely packed, breathing the essence of the sun and the moon. Because its nature is water, after millions of years of practice, it has finally cultivated its unique natal magical power - the Nine Heavens Cold Evil, and the Nine Flavors Divine Fire, second only to the Sun True Fire, the Southern Ming Lihuo can be said to be bright for a while. Once the Nine Heavens Cold Evil is used, it will be frozen for thousands of miles, and everything will be frozen into an ice sculpture. If Yang Le had not been in the battle

Outside the Dou area, the Blue-eyed Ice-Scale Python was seriously injured, and its natal power was greatly affected and its power was greatly reduced. Otherwise, Yang Le would have become an ice sculpture. The monster that Yang Le called the Horned Lion Beast is also extraordinary. The million-foot-high mountain where Yang Le is located is full of innate Geng Gold Mine. As a gold-eating beast that practices metal, it has been going on and off in the prehistoric world and swallowing metal everywhere. It has been more than eight million years since it was found that this innate Geng Gold Mine was found to practice tens of thousands of years ago. The result is as mentioned above. The Blue-eyed Ice-Scale Python successfully attacked the gold-eating beast while drinking water and taking a bath. The flesh and blood of the Blue-eyed Ice-Scale Python who practiced for tens of millions of years is definitely much stronger than the thousand-year Ganoderma lucidum and a hundred-year ginseng. In the world where innate spiritual energy is spread all over the world, it can be said that it will not be corrupted for thousands of years.

Having said that, Yang Le was full after peeling a piece of python meat. His teeth and cheeks remained fragrant, his stomach was warm, his body was full of strength, and his spirit was very strong. Some scratches on his hands and feet were relieved a lot. He immediately realized the preciousness of this python meat. After his body fatigue was wiped out, he took the scale knife, walked out of the cave, and ran down the mountain...

After four or five hours of running, I ate three pieces of python meat during this period, cut the piles of python meat back to the cave one after another, and picked up a few pieces of broken scales before returning to the cave when the night was hazy.

Yang Le is now sighing. Although he got nearly one-third of the caves when he came through a few months ago, the food problem was solved. Moreover, because he ate the flesh of the blue-eyed ice-scale python every day, his body strength has increased greatly every day, his strength has become larger and stronger, and he can lift a thousand kilograms of huge rocks, and his running speed is getting faster and faster. It can be said that he is at least one person on earth. Dozens of special police fight like children. In ancient times, he was also a young man in the world, but here...

Since that thrilling battle, Yang Le has been living in this cave three or four thousand feet tall, eating python meat, and experiencing the increasing strength of his body every day, Yang Le was extremely excited. Until one night, he saw a golden feathered carving spreading wings of 90,000 feet swim in the boundless starry sky, and the mountains that spanned millions of feet disappeared into the endless forest. Then there was a terrifying sound of stones and the roar of unknown monsters. The storm of wind raged, and the entire endless giant tree broke all the way under the storm of the wind. Then, Yang Le saw a group of white giant beasts about a hundred feet tall, with two horns on the head, and the head of a bull head, crazy from the forest.

Running out, the ancient trees hundreds of feet tall along the way were knocked to the east and west in front of the giant beasts, and all the way was in a mess. Thousands of purple-gold hideous giant bees the size of calves were faster than the speed of sound. In the blink of an eye, they flew out of the forest and disappeared into the vast mountains. There were three-tailed raccoon cats that looked like crows, with three heads and nine tails, with white bodies and black tails, a horn in the head, sharp teeth, four feet as claws, and horse-shaped creatures with a drum-like pronunciation... This is simply a test of Yang Le's sensitive nerves. It is rare to see a creature in normal times, but now it is like a zoo animal escapes. The difference is that the momentum is too great, and it is used to fly and hide in the sky and the earth.

The momentum of the battle that was ruining the world was turbulent. At the end of the infinite ancient forest, there was a dazzling white light flashing around the sky, reflecting half of the sky. In the cave, the earth was trembling and the mountains were swaying. Yang Le was frightened and scared for the middle of the night. The momentum of the battle gradually declined and finally returned to peace.

Since encountering this great escape, every ten days and half a month, Yang Le has seen or heard of some fighting among the prehistoric beasts. The shocking battle scenes, the inhuman ability of the mountains and the cracks, and the mountains and seas, deeply stimulated him. He never walked out of the surroundings of the mountains. In the past, those Taoist scriptures, Buddhist scriptures, and other things that were feudal superstitious by Yang LeTV. There is no way. At least I have often read some fairy tale novels, and I have also read some online breathing methods under curiosity. Yang Le started his practice in the past few months with a try attitude.

"No, no, it's too slow." After months of breathing, Yang Le initially felt a stream of air flowing on his body. At that time, Yang Le was so happy that he finally found a channel to improve his strength. He didn't expect that the breathing technique was quite effective, but it was not effective on Earth at that time. After some speculation, Yang Le believed that if those ancient myths were real and existed, after the Lich War, Nuwa repaired the sky and the Battle of the Gods, the four holy battles were connected to the sky, the vast world was broken, and the spiritual energy of the heavens and the earth was constantly lost.

The earth immortal world where Taoist ancestor Hongjun took action to integrate, and some great masters used treasures to suppress the caves, which could make the spiritual energy endless. It can be said that the cultivators left over from the fragments of the prehistoric world can only ascend to the earth immortal world as soon as possible when the spiritual energy gradually dissipates. Some fragments of rich spiritual energy gradually evolve into planets that can survive in life, while the others turned into meteorites in the infinite starry sky, dead and silent planets... The environment where the earth is located is getting worse, and only some spiritual energy is still there in some deep mountains and dense forests, so they naturally cannot practice.
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