Chapter 108 Development
Universe.

This place is vast and boundless, with billions of miles of territory, and is home to many extremely powerful ancient countries, but they all have to obey the orders of one force, that is, the Butian Sect.

Originally, the Taoist tradition here had been destroyed by Feng Xi, but was rebuilt again later. At this moment, Yuechan was listening to the news found out by the disciples of the Butian Sect, and she couldn't help but look around, with some doubts on her beautiful face.

After the battle at Mount Bulao, Feng Xi disappeared before she had the chance to meet him. She originally thought that Feng Xi had returned to the Fire Kingdom, and even sent disciples from the Butian Sect to search for him across the region. However, the disciple who just reported said that Feng Xi did not return to the Fire Kingdom after leaving Mount Bulao, but simply disappeared.

"Go ask the Fire Emperor and see if he knows where Feng is now." Yuechan said lightly.

After hearing this, the disciple immediately withdrew, and she was the only one left in the hall. The white moonlight shone into the hall, making her look like a fairy in the moon.

"If he is not in the Fire Nation, then where is he now? I once heard that after the closed country disappeared, a bloodline disappeared. Could it be that there is still a Feng clan member in the eight regions of the lower realm?" Yuechan thought to herself, and then sent people to the wilderness to look for someone with the surname Feng.

Feng Village, after leaving for several years, he finally returned here. The main purpose of coming back this time was also the treasure in the tomb of the Wind King.

Now Fengcun is the last descendant of the Wind King. Since he has obtained the treasure left by the Wind King, it is reasonable for him to help Fengcun.

Besides, he was not a person who did not know how to be grateful. Although he had been living a precarious life since he was six years old, but during the most difficult period, if there was no protection from Feng Village, a six-year-old child would not survive until the next day in the wilderness.

Feng Xi's arrival at this time attracted the attention of many people. They all huddled aside nervously and did not dare to come forward.

Feng Xi was less than ten years old when he left the village. After so many years, his face had matured a lot. Even people who were familiar with him had to observe carefully before they could recognize him.

Looking at the fearful expressions of these villagers, Feng Xi was not surprised. Now that he had achieved great success in his cultivation, every move he made was filled with great dignity. He was no ordinary person. Even if he could restrain himself, he still gave people a noble feeling.

"Da", "Da"

Soon, the hunting team and the village chief Feng Hou also rushed over. They felt a little uneasy when they saw Feng Xi, who was dressed in black, looked heroic, and had a body as strong as a real dragon. Such a person should not appear in the village.

Feng Hou didn't dare to look at him for too long. After just one glance, he knew that this was a big shot whom he couldn't afford to offend, so he quickly lowered his head and stepped forward, ready to kneel and salute.

Just as Feng Hou was about to kneel down, his arm was grabbed. He looked up in surprise, fearing that he had offended the nobleman. But when he looked up and took a closer look, he couldn't help but feel very familiar.

Suddenly, an idea flashed in his mind, and he said with trembling lips: "Feng Xi...is that you?"

At first, I was afraid, so I didn't dare to look at it for long, so I didn't recognize it.

Looking at Feng Hou's familiar face, Feng Xi nodded and said with a smile: "It's me."

Hearing the clear answer, Feng Hou suddenly became excited, and his fear disappeared in an instant. He shouted in surprise: "You are back, good, good, I have been worried about whether something happened to you outside."

The villagers around now understood what was going on. They looked carefully for a while and the more they looked, the more familiar it seemed. Finally, their memory extended forward and stopped on the face of a young boy.

Comparing the two, everyone was in a trance. Isn't this the strongest genius of Feng Village in the past, the Feng Xi who walked out of the wilderness? All the villagers gathered around. They still remembered Feng Xi's kindness. One by one, they came up to ask about how he had been doing over the years, and Feng Xi naturally responded with a smile.

That night, the villagers took out all the good meat and stewed it to make a sumptuous welcome banquet for Feng Xi. Everyone ended up laughing.

After the banquet, Feng Xi didn't say much, but returned to his stone house. Even though so many years had passed, the furnishings inside remained unchanged.

After using his divine power to clear away the accumulated dust, Feng Xi began to continue to hone his realm. With his level of cultivation, he no longer needed sleep, and usually used cultivation instead of sleep.

On the second day, before dawn, Feng Xi went out to hunt two ferocious beasts and came back. Everything seemed the same as before, with no changes.

When the people of Feng Village woke up and found the corpse of the ferocious beast lying in the square, they were all stunned. Then they reacted and realized that it was the same as before.

Peaceful days always pass quickly, and half a month passed in the blink of an eye. During this period of time, Feng Xi began to teach everyone how to practice, and also used some ancient medicines to lay the foundation for the people of Feng Village.

With the help of resources and Feng Xi's guidance, the hunting team members, who already had a basic foundation, began to rapidly improve their cultivation.

The leader of the hunting team, Feng Zhan, originally had only about 30,000 kilograms of strength, but in the past half month, he gained 10,000 kilograms, which means he has reached the middle stage of the Blood Moving Realm.

The progress of others was also very obvious. The members of the hunting team had greatly increased their strength, and their gains from hunting trips were getting greater each time.

The people in Feng Village were all very happy about this, except Feng Hou, who had a worried look on his face.

Finally, one night, Feng Hou couldn't help it and found Feng Xi to ask if this would affect his practice.

As a Cave Heaven Realm cultivator, Feng Hou had some understanding of cultivation. He knew that it was a very resource-consuming thing. He was afraid that Feng Xi would use up his own cultivation resources for the sake of the village. In Feng Hou's opinion, doing so would be totally not worth the loss.

Feng Xi was helpless about this, but he also patiently explained that the resources given to the village now were something he would not need any more, which made Feng Hou feel at ease.

In fact, Feng Hou didn't know that helping these people in the village was very simple for Feng Xi. Those ancient medicines were secondary. What really made them improve quickly was the drop of the Venerable's blood that Feng Xi added to the pot every day.

This was left behind by Feng Xi after he killed the non-human creatures. There was also a lot of flesh and blood from the Divine Fire Realm and the True God Realm in his cave, but these people in Feng Village would definitely not be able to bear it, otherwise their progress would have been even greater.

After the hunting team became stronger and stronger, Feng Xi no longer continued to go out hunting, but let them do it themselves. It is better to teach a man to fish than to give him a fish.

Now, with the overall strength of the hunting team, as long as they don’t provoke the ferocious beasts in the Cave Heaven Realm, they can escape unscathed.

Moreover, they now eat meat mixed with the blood of the Venerable every day. They cannot sit still unless they go out to fight and consume the energy.

(End of this chapter)