CLIMBING THE PINNACLE OF MARTIAL ARTS

Chapter 4: The original form of a pillow (Mysterious Black Book)

After his body cleared, Ye Feng took out a bottle of blood-freezing cream and slightly sniffed it. He smelled that the medicine was quite refreshing and it seemed like Ye Feng had lost himself (unaware of what he was doing) and then he shook it to clean it up.

Ye Feng opened the bottle, and tried to apply the cream directly to his wounds but stopped. He hurriedly went to pick up a new tub of water and then put some medicine into the water to dilute it. Stirring carefully, he began his treatment so that the blood-clotting cream would not quickly run out when used by him.

(TLN: Ah, the life of the poor. Too much fun .. T_T)

The effect of blood-clotting creams after diluting the effect is also reduced. But Ye Feng only had this one bottle, so of course he had to use it sparingly.

After the tub was diluted and used, Ye Feng also finished treating the wound. But that also made him doubtful. The smell of the bottle of blood-freezing cream was not the same as before and it also felt a little spicy when it hit his mouth that was injured.

Putting back on his shirt, he went to pick up a dark-colored sweet potato and flushed it. Ye Feng then dropped himself on his bed, and immediately fell asleep.

The holes in the roof are small, allowing light to seep in, illuminating the hut. The cottage was very empty, there was no table or chair. Only one small bed with a leather blanket made of deer skin and a pillow that is square in shape. This all belonged to Ye Feng.

The deer skin, came from the deer that Ye Feng had hunted before. Not thick, but still warm. While his pillow came from a time outside school when he was hunting, he picked it up.

Pillows are square, one foot long and three fingers thick. It looked like a stone, felt like a stone but did not bear the burden like a stone. Ye Feng did not know what it was, but he used it as a pillow, and did not investigate it further.

This black stone pillow had been with Ye Feng for a year, yet he still did not know what it was. But it was a good pillow.

Sleeping soundly, Ye Feng dreamed of a battle today. Many times he was struck flying by Zhou Ding Jun. Again he would stand back up, endure and continue with the blood emblem on his chest.

As the dream continued, the blood emblem became increasingly powerful. Ye Feng's sleeping face clenched in pain, but you could see it clearly. He only had one goal in his heart; to succeed . Even if he was ordered to cut off his legs or burn his body with fire, he would not tremble in fear.

The unconscious Ye Feng did not notice that the pillow underneath him had already started to exclude the overcast light that suited his mood. This light is becoming more and more luminous.

In the dream, Ye Feng continued his morning meeting with Zhou Ding Jun; he was repeatedly hit until he fell to the ground. At the thousandth time it was struck and bounced back, with its determined will suddenly breaking through. He rushed mercilessly towards Zhou Ding Jun, who immediately fell to the ground. Zhou Ding Jun's figure then became hazy and turned into his own figure.

At this moment Ye Feng's mind calmed down, even though it wasn't because he defeated his opponent, but he won against himself. Win against his inner fears and produce a heart demon.

A faint feeling slowly rose, there was no longer anything under the sky that could make Ye Feng submit to anything.

In reality, the black pillow under Ye Feng's head suddenly gave off a black radiance. This black ray emerged from the black stone and floated in the air for a while before drilling into Ye Feng's head. It disappeared from sight.

At the same time, in an ancient and silent place a strange presence descended. Like a tidal wave, the collapse of snow, whoever was in front of him did not mean that the strange presence was thought of.

Ye Feng suddenly opened his eyes, his entire body was sweating and bursting with fear.

He was awakened by that strange presence.

Calming himself, he forced a smile. When he was dreaming, he could actually scare himself like that, it was ridiculous. Rubbing his face, he looked up at the night sky to determine the time, and was annoyed. He only slept for two hours, looking outside quite dark.

In haste he got up, folded up the deer skin blanket and put back the black stone pillow. When he woke up, he frowned and turned to look back at the pillow.

Under the doubt, Ye Feng reached out to the pillow and picked it up. He was right, his weight dropped a lot.

'Sir, how did this block stone, suddenly become so light?' Thinking about this, more questions began to appear.

It was like a thick book that was thrown into the air, with the pages unfolding as it landed. Ye Feng was flabbergasted, momentarily forgetting to catch him.

Pa, the black stone pillow fell to the ground and opened like a book. He could not believe it, even though it was scattered in front of him.

'Is this not a stone? How could it suddenly turn into a book?'

The black stone pillow had been with Ye Feng for over a year, he was very clear. Had he not previously found a black stone and not a book? Did the old turtle take off its shell and become a snake?

Just a moment ago when she had bowed to pick up the book, and she immediately felt a connection to it.

Seeing that again, Ye Feng really had to admit it was the pillow he used. This thick book, made him speechless, even though there were no words. That's empty. But the pages of the book could not let him see it. He gently tried to tear through a courtyard, but he could not tear it apart at all.

It really made him think again. He had owned it for an entire year, and had just discovered its true color.

But for an empty black book, what's the point? He checked the whole book, and still nothing.

Unseen, Ye Feng opened the first page, and there was nothing but just a page from that blank book.

With a little effort, he still found a slight change to the pages of the black book. Then he found there was a slight change to the page. The strange presence that appeared in the quiet place he dreamed of had appeared once again. The golden-coloured character lines had already started to appear.

"Blood quoted, golden body down, not a miracle, but a golden immortal body!"

It penetrated deep into the soul, which caused Ye Feng to slam the book shut, with his limbs trembling uncontrollably. Breathing deeply, he managed to calm his heart down a little.

What secrets does this black book hide? He did not know at all, but he knew that this object he had obtained from the Black Wind Mountains contained a great history.

After a long silence, he once again opened the black book. This time, he read the first line on the page.

Turns out .... it wasn't a dream.

Slowly, other lines slowly appeared.

"The proud golden body, the rules of the fence, the indomitable spirit, will descend!"

Eight lines and thirty-two words filled the entire page. Giving one a domineering heavenly and earthly feeling, as if those words were inspired by a domineering spirit.