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According to the book, Wen Zheng carefully moved a stream of Qi from his forehead to his chest and took a deep breath. Then, he channeled the Qi into his meridians and opened his mouth to scream.

"Roar!" A loud shout shook the trees, causing the branches to fall down. A few chirping birds also fell down, fresh blood flowing from their eye sockets.

Seeing this scene, Wen Zheng secretly smacked his lips, he didn't think that his first practice would have such an effect. Behind him, an illusionary shadow slowly appeared, it was the Demon note, Demon note, after seeing the surroundings, he was also amazed, he respectfully said, "The Devil Ancestor is the Devil Ancestor, when I first created this spell, it took me a long time to comprehend the first layer. I didn't expect you to become so powerful after just this one practice!"

"Alright, alright, stop flattering me!" Wen Zheng laughed as he scolded, but just as he was about to practice for a bit more, he saw the Demon note standing there. Wen Zheng's heart stirred as he asked, "What is the matter? Tell me, we are not outsiders!"

Hearing Wen Zheng's words, the demon note got a bit excited. Her illusionary body trembled for a while before she slowly opened her mouth and said, "I want to have a physical body!"

"Yes!" When I'm done with my work, I'll help you out a bit. You can stay in the secret manual for now! " Wen Zheng looked at the demon note's excited expression and nodded his head. He was able to get so excited with just a few casual words. Seeing the demonic music gradually dissipate and eventually disappear, Wen Zheng finally started to practice his cultivation. Although Wen Zheng had practiced a bit before, after practicing for an entire day, his stomach was already growling from the difficulty of the demon language slaughter, but he still nodded helplessly at the start, he stopped practicing and started to think about how to fill up his own five viscera temple. It was already close to dusk, and Wen Zheng knew that at dusk, this place would be where his spiritual energy would be the heaviest. He was the Heavenly Flame, the king of all flames. Under normal circumstances, he would be the king of the flames, but here at Wen Zheng's place, he was using himself as a barbecue. This made Xiao Jin feel extremely aggrieved in his heart.

After running into the forest, Wen Zheng searched for quite a while, but could not find anything. He did not know that after a day of howling, all the animals were scared away. Those that did not run away were all killed by the shockwave.

Looking at the struggling rabbit in his hand, Wen Zheng helplessly shook his head and said to it, "White Rabbit, if I don't eat you, I'm going to starve. Wuu wuu, when you die later, I'll go overboard for you!" As Wen Zheng spoke, he turned to return to his previous place, but suddenly he felt a sharp pain on his head. Raising his head, he saw a silver squirrel holding a lot of pine cones and looking at him timidly, Wen Zheng was stunned, but the white rabbit in Wen Zheng's hand broke away from Wen Zheng's palm and ran away, staring at the white rabbit who had disappeared in a moment. Wen Zheng flew into a rage and stared coldly at the squirrel.

"If you can't eat rabbits, you can also eat you, haha!" The squirrel struggled as if it knew what was going to happen, but no matter what, the squirrel could not escape Wen Zheng's palm. Wen Zheng looked at the squirrel struggling in his hand and thought of something else. From the looks of the squirrel, it looked like it was a woman who was about to be caught by QJ. Let me go! " Wen Zheng was in the middle of thinking when he suddenly heard something that sounded like a woman's roar. He was startled and looked around, but there was no one around him. He lowered his head and looked at the squirrel again. Wen Zheng understood.

"Little brat, you hid it very well!" Wen Zheng finally understood that the squirrel in front of him had probably been cultivating for quite some time. He let go of the squirrel in his heart and let go of it, as he had a habit of refusing to eat any magical beast, whether it was a cultivating magical beast or a monster. Wen Zheng had never seen this silver squirrel in front of him before, so he didn't know if it was a monster or a magical beast.

The squirrel scurried up the tree and lowered its head to look at Wen Zheng. Wen Zheng was looking at it with a smile and quickly withdrew his head. Wen Zheng only realized now that this squirrel was quite adorable.

Looking at the squirrel on the tree, Wen Zheng shook his head and went back. Even if it wasn't a cultivating beast, just its cute appearance made it hard for Wen Zheng to do anything about it.

"Sigh!" It seems like I'm going to starve! " When Wen Zheng arrived at the place where he cultivated during the day, he shook his head as he spoke. Wen Zheng actually wanted to eat those animals that he killed by the shock, but when he saw the bloody mess, he shook his head and felt hungry.

One third of it turned into true qi and entered his body, two-thirds of it turned into inner force, which surged up his forehead. If Wen Wen was to convert all of this spiritual energy into inner force at one go, his head would not be able to handle it. After all, he was different from a normal person who was practicing martial arts.

However, when he tried to sense it more carefully, it was as if a stone had fallen into the ocean. However, Wen Zheng was already very happy, as long as there was a trace of a feeling, then it was good. It seems like the demon note wasn't lying to him.

"Woo woo …" He opened his eyes and looked at the sky. It was already late in the night, and the animals were all asleep. Where could he go to find something to eat? He mocked himself in his heart.

Suddenly, a voice came from behind him. Wen Zheng turned around abruptly and saw the squirrel standing behind him, staring at him, looking at him. The squirrel hissed and extended its front paw. On its front paw, there were a few pine cones.

"Hey!" Wen Zheng was surprised. This squirrel had clearly spoken at dusk, so he had not misheard. Why was it mumbling now that it could no longer speak? He had heard it clearly! After thinking for a while, he still couldn't figure out the reason why. He was like that, thinking whenever he could. If he couldn't figure it out, then he wouldn't think about it.