Chapter 62: Forty-five days

Feng Yun took out all the things in the cave, dragged the vines, and blocked the cave entrance with big rocks.
After tidying up, Feng Yun carried the bamboo basket on his back, followed Bao, and left the bamboo forest.
When he reached the sun, the training that Fengyun had been waiting for finally began, but it was different from what he expected.
In his expectation, the training method of violence against him should follow the pattern at the beginning and give him some tasks so that he can complete it within the specified time.
In the process of completing the task, sharpen him and improve his ability.
Although this method has relatively high requirements for the trainee and requires the trainee to be flexible and savvy, the results have also proved that the effect is good.
This time violence did not do so.
He let Fengyun follow him, he didn't need to do anything except watch.
He went hunting himself, hunting all kinds of savage beasts, flying in the sky, running on the ground, climbing on the tree, boring in the soil, swimming in the water... nothing was left out.
When hunting, he deliberately chose different weather, day, night, sunny, rainy, foggy... Xiang Fengyun showed the differences one by one, as well as the problems that need attention.
There are many ways to hunt brutal beasts, including ambushes, force kills, pursuits, booby traps, traps, traps...
There are also a wide variety of tools used, including the most common spears and knives, as well as vines, branches and bamboos from local materials, as well as stones, soil, and even the corpses of other wild beasts...
Means of hiding their whereabouts are also endless, hiding in the soil, hiding in the water, trying to integrate with the surrounding environment, using the juice of plants, and even the body fluids of wild beasts to cover their own breath...
In short, Fengyun is an eye-opener.
The only thing that made Fengyun uncomfortable was that in the process of hunting and killing various wild beasts, he was absolutely not allowed to ask questions, not a single sentence.
If you want to ask, you must wait until the end of work.
Normally, Fengyun is dealing with wild beasts and making them into food while asking him questions.
Bao will answer all the questions he puts forward one by one, regardless of the details, knowing everything, and saying everything.
In the process of questioning and answering, Feng Yun also slowly realized the painstaking pains of violence, and understood why he did not let him ask questions while he was hunting wild beasts.
Brutal beasts are very dangerous and can't tolerate any distractions.
He can also concentrate on observing and remembering his hunting process and some key details.
If there is a problem, he can resist not asking. To a certain extent, he can also exercise his patience.
In order to remember many problems, he also has quite high requirements on memory, which improves his memory in disguise.
In addition, if he has questions in his mind and cannot be answered, he will subconsciously think and seek answers.
He can figure out some problems himself.
What he doesn't understand will deepen his impression. After giving the answer violently, he will remember it firmly and will not forget it easily.
In this way, almost a month later, Fengyun did not kill a savage beast, and all the savage beasts were hunted and killed by the storm himself.
During this month, Rao would hunt down savage beasts every day, and in many cases there was more than one.
As time goes by, the savage beasts he hunts become stronger and stronger. Many times, he needs to face great risks. In the end, every time he completes a hunt, he will basically be injured.
Many times, Fengyun couldn't stand it anymore, and offered to help, but in return it was always a violent stern look.
Although every day after the hunt is over, Feng Yun will change his way to make delicious food, so that Bao Bao can not only eat, but also eat well, but he is still getting gaunt and thinner.
The original piercing eyes became dim, bloodshot, and even his trademark loud voice rarely appeared.
When answering his question, his voice became deep and hoarse, full of fatigue.
In order to live up to the painstaking pains of violence, Fengyun tried his best to study, striving not to miss any detail and not to miss a point of information.
When he rested at night, he also assumed himself into a violent role. It seemed that if he hunted down those brutal beasts, could he be as clean as he was.
If he can do it, can he think of other more effective hunting methods?
In the beginning, he couldn't do it.
He couldn't even replace the violence to replicate his process of hunting brutal beasts.
Hunting savage beasts has very high requirements for hunters. Not only must they have a fairly strong offensive power, but they also need to have a strong ability to capture opportunities, and launch a fatal blow in time.
The ability to capture opportunities is not so easy to have.
In addition to extremely rich experience, you must also have strong insight, you can collect enough information in a short time, and have a comprehensive and accurate understanding of the prey.
The only thing Feng Yun possesses is combat power. He lacks other abilities, and without the assistance of other abilities, the combat power he can exert will be greatly reduced.
According to his own estimation, when attacking with the same power, the lethality that can be exerted is often less than half of the violence.
This allowed Feng Yun to deeply appreciate the huge gap between him and Bao.
He was not discouraged, and made every effort to bridge the gap between him and the violence.
Learning on your own initiative will always be much better than others urged.
In a short time, he was barely able to replicate the violent hunting process, but he also knew that the gap between the illusion and the actual operation was very large.
He deliberately increased the difficulty of the situation that needs to be dealt with in the process of false appearance.
In addition, he also relied on the strong resilience given to him by Tun, and used all the available time to practice.
Even if he was restricted by violence and could not directly hunt the brutal beasts, the highly targeted training also made his strength soar.
In the process, he also received good news.
The illusion in his mind will be directly reflected in his training.
In the case of falsehood, he will experience an extremely smooth feeling during training, as if he has already carried out special exercises, and his efficiency has been greatly improved.
Feng Yun immediately took advantage of this discovery.
When dealing with brutal beasts, cooking food, eating, training tired and resting... these times are all used by him.
In addition to copying the process of hunting and killing wild beasts in his mind, he will also set up various scenes for himself, combining the knowledge he learned from the violence and the knowledge he owns to crack.
If successful, he will carry out targeted training and exercises to make it from a false state to practical experience.
Feng Yun's efforts were all seen in his eyes, and he was very admired. He believed that he was a plastic talent and prompted him to teach everything he knew.
At the same time, he also made a decision.
Before giving all of him to Feng Yun, he is absolutely not allowed to hunt and kill brutal beasts himself.
Hunting savage beasts can increase the actual combat experience, but it will dilute or even release the desire in the situation.
Feng Yun would do this hard, in large part because he was eager to kill the savage beast himself. Once his desire was satisfied, his spirit would relax.
This will inevitably lead to a decline in his learning enthusiasm and efficiency, which is absolutely unwilling to see.
The violence also extended the teaching time, from one month to one and a half months.
In the last half month, the violence fell into extreme pain.
Part of this pain came from the injuries he suffered in the process of hunting and killing wild beasts, but more came from his squeeze on himself.
Before training Fengyun, he had already arranged what needs to be taught.
Strive to pass on all his skills to Fengyun within a month through extreme compression.
Feng Yun didn't let him down, he was like a superb person, greedily absorbing everything that his professor gave him.
The effect was so good that he even greatly exceeded his expectations.
So after a month of teaching, Yu had a feeling of being hollowed out.
But he extended the time for another half a month, which caused him to fall into an unsustainable dilemma.
He is an extremely stubborn person, he can't overturn his own decision by himself.
He had no choice but to bite the bullet to teach Fengyun, and even put forward higher demands on himself, not only to teach, but also to teach better than the previous month.
In order to accomplish the goal, he can only desperately squeeze himself.
Fortunately, his decision brought him not only pain, but also happiness.
Fengyun's progress made him feel that his efforts were not in vain, and there was a sense of accomplishment in his heart.
In addition, in the process of squeezing himself, he unexpectedly discovered that his potential has been stimulated, and that there has been a long-lost improvement in strength.
On the forty-sixth morning when the storm conducted individual training on Fengyun, when the sun jumped out of the horizon, Fengyun finished his morning exercises and came back, ready to make breakfast.
At first, he hadn't realized what was wrong, but he soon discovered the anomaly.
The violence did not appear.
Although Vio had to hunt down wild beasts and answer his various questions every day, it was very tiring, but his work and rest schedules were still very regular.
Before the sun came out, he would get up, watch him make breakfast, and answer some new questions in his head by the way.
"Could it be that Uncle Riot..."
Feng Yun's tired and haggard face flashed in his mind, and a strong sense of ominousness surged in his heart.
"No, it won't. Uncle Mo is just too tired."
Feng Yun tried to convince himself, while rushing to a cave where the storm rested.
With a strong whirlwind, Fengyun rushed into the cave.
The situation greeted him made him feel like falling into an ice cave, and his heart was cold.
Lying there violently, his face was as pale as paper, motionless.
After a long pause, Feng Yun dragged his legs and walked over.
He felt that his legs were so heavy that every step required to take a lot of effort.
He slowly squatted down beside Bao, put out his right hand, and stretched his fingers to his nose.
He found that his hand was trembling and tried to control it. It still kept calling, but it quivered even more.
"what are you doing?"
Just when Feng Yun's fingers were about to touch Yu's nose, a voice suddenly sounded in his ears, like a thunder, which shook his whole body stiff.
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