Huailiang, fifty miles southwest of the mining site.
When Zhang Feng was engaged in some killings inside the hut, he inquired a bit and learned the direction, the names of the county magistrate and the mine owner, and some things to be cautious about.
Once out of the mountains, he crossed through the woods.
Zhang Feng killed a wild deer along the way and ate it raw.
Long hours of travel require a significant amount of energy and food intake.
Swish—
His powerful organs and Spiritual Qi were at work.
This made eating raw not a problem for Zhang Feng.
On the contrary, the bloody food that entered his stomach could be quickly converted into energy for traveling.
Back on the road again.
Zhang Feng was still practicing.
One could say he practiced 'whether resting or on the move'.
At this moment, his Spiritual Thought split into two, speeding up his cultivation.
In just three short hours.
