Lord Yunzhong in Douluo

Chapter 15 The Chicks Will Spread Their Wings

Three days later, in the small courtyard on the outskirts of the village, the sky was still dim.

These three days were the most uncomfortable for Fan Yun.

Although he had promised the old man not to cry or be sad, in this yard full of memories, it was still difficult for Fan Yun, a young man who had just turned 12, to completely stay away from such emotions.

During these three days, according to the old man's will, Fan Yun cremated the old man's body and put it into the jar he had prepared long ago.

The old man said that when Fan Yun was tired from traveling the mainland and wanted to settle down in one place, he buried his urn in that place, but a small tree must be planted on it.

It seems that when Fan Yun went out to hunt for the third soul ring, the old man started to arrange his own funeral, so there is actually nothing in the house that Fan Yun needs to clean up, and the only thing that Fan Yun needs to take away is a can and a utensil. That's all.

The old man has a bracelet-shaped soul tool. The old man sorts out all his books and puts them into this soul tool.

It's hard to imagine that a soul master can have such a large space soul guide.

The old man mentioned in his will that he wanted Fan Yun to bring this soul guide. If there is a suitable opportunity, I hope he can spread some of the knowledge in it.

Fan Yun has observed the inside of the bracelet, and there are only a lot of books and bookcases, which are divided into categories.

It was like a super-large library, with much more books than any town library he had ever seen.

After putting the old man into the soul tool, Fan Yun was ready to leave. In the past few days, he had already thought about how he should spend the time in the future.

After waiting for the sky to clear up completely, Fan Yun went to the village to find the village head's grandfather, and told the village head that he was going to go out for a trip, and he might not come back when, hoping that the village head could help take care of his yard when he had time.

After briefly explaining and asking for a few words, when the village chief's grandfather agreed to Fan Yun's request, he set off.

Standing at the entrance of the village, Fan Yun turned his head and took a last look at the place where he grew up. He buried all his emotions and memories in his heart, and set off on the road with a determined expression, like a chick with grown wings that leaves the nest.

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A few days later, Fan Yun looked at the familiar but very dangerous big forest in front of him, and cheered himself up:
"Come on, Fan Yun, start your ten-lipo plan right here!"

Then, he broke into the Sunset Forest without hesitation.

Fan Yun who returned to the Sunset Forest didn't feel too scared. In Fan Yun's eyes, although this forest is very dangerous, it is not impossible to deal with it.

This is also thanks to Fan Yun's second soul ability. Although the ethereal bird language cannot directly enhance Fan Yun's attack power, it is indeed a magical skill in terms of practicality and potential. In the forest, as long as Fan Yun pays attention to bird friends With the help of your words, you can roughly judge the dangerous situation around you and make a response in advance.

Moreover, over the years, the boost provided to Fan Yun by the ethereal bird language has also made Fan Yun very good at escaping, which he is best at.As long as Fan Yun doesn't go deep into the Sunset Forest, but only stays on the outer layer, there should be nothing that can catch Fan Yun's soul beast if he wants to escape.

Therefore, he can let himself fly in the outskirts of this forest... no, hone himself!

Thinking of this, Fan Yun couldn't help but feel better after being depressed these days.

He believes that in this forest, he can get what he wants.

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After a few days,
A small deer drinking water by the stream vigilantly pays attention to the surrounding situation to prevent itself from being attacked by some predators, which is a necessary skill to survive in this forest.

However, years of survival experience only made the deer pay attention to its surroundings, and reduced its vigilance to the top of its head, so it didn't notice a beast coveting its body on top of its head!

On the treetop, Fan Yun was lying on the branch, silently, paying attention to the little deer below, yes, he saw the little deer's body!Greedy it!

Fan Yun adjusted his posture carefully, ready to dive down and catch it at any time.

The deer also seemed to sense some kind of creature coveting it, and immediately stopped drinking water, raised its head and looked around anxiously, kicked its feet on the ground, ready to escape at any time.

it's time!shot!
A white light flashed in his right hand, and Feather Blade appeared.

Fan Yun made up his mind, tapped his toes, poured out his soul power, stepped forward, stepped forward, stepped forward! ! ! !

In the blink of an eye, Fan Yun appeared above Xiaolu's head, swung his right hand down, chop!
Amid the sound of piercing the air, Xiao Lu raised his head in horror and looked up. He was still careless, why didn't he pay attention to the top?Then he closed his eyelids in pain, preparing to see his old grandmother who was killed by some shameless bastard some time ago...

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At night, in a cave, there was a bonfire in front of Fan Yun, holding a roasted deer leg in his hand, and biting.

"Hmm~ o(*￣▽￣*)o, fragrant~~~"

Then he tore a small piece of flesh from the venison's leg and threw it on the ground for the birds who followed him.

These little guys had been there since he started roasting the venison outside, and followed him into the cave.

Fan Yun did not roast venison in the cave, it was still too dangerous, so he roasted the whole deer in a far away place, then tore off half of the deer and left immediately, leaving half of the roasted deer for the spirit beasts who came, for Buy yourself more time by leaving.

Fan Yun looked at the remaining venison in the cave, and made a rough estimate, um, it should be enough for several days of food, it’s great!

Feeling the cold air gradually coming from the entrance of the cave and the dark sky, Fan Yun decided to think about his third soul skill again.

With a wave of Fan Yun's left hand, several flying birds made of clouds appeared in front of him. This is the soul skill bestowed on him by his third soul ring - Myriad Cloud Birds!
Of course, there is still a "little" gap from the real Wanqian, but Fan Yun is very confident that one day in the future, he will be able to wave his hand and the Wanqian Yunniao will fly forward!
yes...

These cloud birds are much more solid than the clouds he usually manipulates, and their wings and beaks seem to be endowed with the characteristics of a certain feather blade, very sharp!
And what pleased Fan Yun the most was that he saw a little spiritual light in the eyes of these cloud birds, which showed that these cloud birds had a certain degree of spirituality and could make some simple changes according to the situation on the spot.

Then, with the foundation of this soul skill, can the long-standing vision of myself be realized?

As if thinking of something very interesting, Fan Yun had a wicked smile on his face.The little guys beside him huddled together, trembling as if they were frightened by the sudden exposure of the true face of this gentle boy just now...

"Jie Jie Jie Jie Jie~~~" A while of sinister laughter echoed in this small cave.

For a time, the whole cave was filled with a happy atmosphere~
The next morning,
The newborn sunlight passes through the dense branches and leaves of the setting sun forest and turns into beams of light, shooting into the misty forest. The whole forest seems to have just woken up.

Amidst the clouds and mist, a young man walked slowly among the trees. The young man's body was so light that he seemed to be unable to touch the ground. He stepped on the grass, trees and branches without making a sound, like a ghost, floating in the forest.

Suddenly, a black shadow quickly cut through the air, approaching the young man silently and quickly, hiding around.

And the ghostly boy still didn't react at all, as if he had lost his soul, and didn't care about the coming crisis.

The sharp fangs and sharp claws flashed a chilling light under the rays of light, and the surrounding temperature seemed to drop a few degrees.

At this time, a young man on the top of the tree watched the scene in the forest, with a smirk of success across the corner of his mouth,

"Ooh~"

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(End of this chapter)