When the sun is shining, the already bare boulders are as dazzling as the giant rocks painted with red paint. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The jungle that stretches endlessly all around, but it is strangely empty for thousands of miles, and there is not a single grass growing.

From time to time, there are bursts of beast roars from the depths of the jungle, and even the occasional blazing fireworks, or a giant tree flying into the sky and falling into nowhere.

Every day, some strange beasts, strong or weak, leaned out and looked at the huge rocks that stood tall and phosphorus, and there were often dark clouds in the sky that quickly crossed by.

But no matter how many beasts and birds wander, they will never easily step into the red land in the jungle. It was as if there was something in the red soil that was connected to the boulder that made them fearful. Even the giant birds had to avoid the red rays reflected from the rocks into the air.

On the knife-cut rock wall, there are occasionally a few protruding boulders stretching out. There was still no grass on the boulders, but next to them, there was a crack for one person to walk on, and it stretched extremely long towards the bottom of the boulder group.

Even though he had climbed behind Atul countless times since he was a child, and his feet had developed layers of thick cocoons, he still didn't dare to touch the rocks that were as red as blood and sharp as thorns.

The young strong man, tightening the huge bow on his back, landed firmly among the sharp stones with his thick feet. When he left with his feet, he realized that there was a maroon stone less than a foot on the ground he had just stepped on.

This stone is not only redder than the dense spiky stones around it, but also slightly lower than them, and it is also relatively flat. If you look closely, you will feel that it is more like a footprint.

With the difficulty, step by step, as measured walking, the long tunnel was slowly left behind, and the front became brighter and brighter.

Almost there!

The young strong man smiled happily, extinguished the torch in his hand, and walked out of the hole, but heard a crisp voice over his head:

"Kashgar! You're too slow!"

Kashgar raised his head, the dazzling red light made him squint, but the thin white shadow was clearer: "Why did you come up again?

He frowned tightly, Qing Yinquan didn't see it, and grinned and let go of the exit blocked by her.

Seeing that she didn't speak, Kashgar felt irritated for a while. Although he wanted to drive her down the mountain, he couldn't beat her! Remembering that day when she took a few women to ask to hunt together, but was laughed at by the village Tuba, she pointed out that she came out to challenge, and the result was ......

As soon as he remembered the scene of that day, Kashgar suddenly felt that his waist and legs hurt again, and he tore off the yin cowhide wrapped around his waist like a vent of anger, shook his hand, and covered the boulder several meters away.

Walking to the flattened Yin cowhide, he bent down and gently lowered the giant bow and quiver on his back, took out the water bag placed in the quiver, and raised his head and drank a few big sips.

The scorching red stone lined his already sturdy body, as brown and red as steel cast iron.

After replenishing the water, when Kashgar put down the water bag, he caught a glimpse of the annoying woman who seemed to want to say something, and he didn't eat anything, so he immediately straightened up and walked to the outside of the yin cowhide, stepped on the hot stone and began to practice every day.

This woman, like the other women who stayed here, always told them how good it was outside, and persuaded them to go out with them. He wasn't curious, but although they could hunt some prey, they were only a little stronger than themselves, so why did they say that they could take tens of thousands of Tuba people out of the beast pen in her mouth?

Yes, they did come from outside, but coming in and going out may be two different things. I remember that Atul said that there were people who had come in before, and what was the result? Either they died of old age in the Tuba tribe, or they moved some people to follow them to the depths of the jungle and never returned.

Didn't even the men who had come with them still not come back? Either they died or they had left them behind. She even dared to persuade her own people to go with them, and if it weren't for her bravery in hunting, he would have asked Atul to drive them all away!

He hated outsiders, and if it weren't for the rumors they had brought with him, his brother wouldn't have wanted to go outside all day long, and eventually, when Kashgar was ten years old, his brother left forever with more than thirty of the bravest tubas in the village.

Thinking that every time Atul went up to the lookout stone and looked at the sadness in the depths of the jungle, Kashgar glared at the woman fiercely, and then he concentrated on remembering what Attu taught, imagining that a giant tiger pounced in front of him, he jumped sideways, flew up, and then rolled and dragged and twisted.

Although there was no real enemy, Kashgar did it extremely seriously, and the muscles tensed, and the beads of sweat that had just been dripping fell onto the red stones.

As soon as the beads of sweat hit the ground, they were evaporated invisibly, which shows how high the temperature on the stone was. But somebody just thinks it's too cool right now, okay?

She had always wanted to remind a certain man who was rolling and jumping: Your little animal skin is really not enough to block the light!

I couldn't calmly appreciate the large-scale bodybuilder, so I had to turn my eyes and look at the jungle in the distance.

Counting the days, it has been a full ten years since I arrived in this foreign continent. These years have been really exciting! There are not even many days like this sitting on the mountains and looking down at the earth. It's a rare cozy. Of course, you have to ignore the "cool" Mr. who is shouting and sweating on the boulder.

Half an hour later, someone who really couldn't enjoy his leisure began to lobby again:

"Kashgar, don't you really want to go to the other side of the woods?"

She was answered by a naked back and the sound of wind from her fists.

Well, that: "Kashgar, you know what? You can only fly like a bird if you go outside." ”

Kashgar's figure paused slightly, and someone was overjoyed, and made persistent efforts: "A peak like this, you can come up as soon as you jump, and you don't have to break your feet to climb the sharp stone road." ”

Kashgar turned to his side and turned to look at the woman sitting on the cowhide with her legs outstretched, the body, well, wrapped in what she called clothes, was very thin, and it didn't look like it had hidden wings.

Looking at her tattered soles again, Kashgar showed two rows of white teeth, suddenly hooked his feet, flashed his bare feet to the woman, raised his eyebrows disdainfully, and continued to fight his imaginary enemy.

The woman who was defeated by the other party's "no shoes" looked at the shoes that were about to reveal their socks depressedly: "Hey, I shouldn't have engaged in any lady diplomacy if I knew it!"

Qing Yin and a few junior sisters gave the few sets of their only change of clothes, shoes and socks to several village chiefs' wives and patriarch's wives here, as well as their daughters. In order to let them experience the feeling of being warm in winter and cool in summer, and go back beautifully, and blow the beautiful wind outside to those old stubborns.

But now, the effect of those winds is not great, and his only body is about to become tattered. Alas, this day when you can't cast spiritual power is really hard.

Although most of the clothes in the immortal cultivation world can avoid water and fire, when there is no spiritual energy nourishment, it is only tougher than ordinary fabrics, warm in winter and a little cooler in summer.

Imagine that in two days, you will be a barefoot immortal, and if you hunt a few more times at most, you will have to surround an animal skin and be an ape Taishan! Qingyin was silent, and it was time to make a decision.

"Kashgar, have you ever thought about why your Atul, your ancestors, have to step on the bloody road step by step to climb these boulders? Is it really just for hunting?" Different from the usual teasing and coaxing, when Qing Yin said this, he was stepping on a footprint stone that was flattened with blood, feeling the sadness and longing in it.

Kashgar turned his head and looked at the white back that was walking downward. So weak, but able to walk faster and more steadily than an adult strong man like him, and disappeared from his vision in a short time.

Is this the power of a cultivator she is talking about? With her thin body, she can instantly knock down him, the youngest Tuba in the entire clan, and can come and go freely on the hot and sharp stone path?

You know, he himself followed Atul for ten years before he was allowed to set foot on the bloody road alone. At the beginning, he would be scalded off a layer of skin with every step, looking at the hard back of Attu in front of him, he always insisted to the limit before he was willing to be carried back by Atul to take the medicine.

Every now and then, he would always look at Atul who was walking steadily above, and secretly swore that he would be like Atul and Atul, and become the Tuba of the clan! He would stand in the final place, find food for the people to hunt, and shoot down attacks from the sky for the people!

How much flesh and blood did he pay in the process, and how much flesh and blood did his fathers and ancestors pay to step out of this bloody road?

Kashgar picked up his bone knife, walked over to the nearest sharp stone, and sharpened it vigorously. After a while, the hard and sharp bone knife cracked, some parts of the blade collapsed, and some of them had been curled by the strong heat. And this sharp stone......

Kashgar's eyes darkened: there was no trace left!

"The first ancestor to pick up a bone knife and sharpen the first sharp stone at the foot of the mountain, what is he for?"

Kashgar's rough palm rubbed a dark red footprint stone: how much human flesh and blood must be left on it to forge this stone that can just step on one foot?

The original ancestors did not know that after stepping on this road, there would be a boulder protruding in mid-air. It was only after knowing that it was used as a hunting stone by the clan. So what did they do in the first place to endure the torture and pain of generations and insist on opening up this bloody road?

Is it to stand taller and look at the other side of the woods?

Young Kashgar was thinking about what he saw in that moment when his bloody feet first stepped on the boulder.

Qingyin passes through the tunnel formed by the cracks in the mountain, and when it comes out, it is open red earth. The strong men scattered around carrying water or grinding animal bones saw that some of her nodded slightly, but most of them turned a blind eye.

It was summer, and the resources in this rocky mountain were extremely poor, and the Tuba people only wrapped the key parts with a little animal skin. Although she has lived on Earth, she still chooses to look above people's necks when she shuttles through the backstage of this kind of live version of the Mr. Bodybuilder competition.

The women were much friendlier to her, and although they didn't say much when they passed by, most of them smiled slightly. When he was about to get to the cave where he lived, a little doll in a pink dress pounced:

"Akanan, Akanan, you see my lips, it's broken, Akanan mends it!"

Aka is the meaning of Hercules in the Tuba language, and when those little dolls saw her overturning Kashgar, they added a word indiscriminately, and it became such a nondescript title as Hercules Girl. Qingyin reluctantly corrected the little girl who was holding her legs:

"Skirts, not lips. ”

"Akha Nan mends the village!"

There is no way to release spiritual power here, what is Nuhong, haven't you studied it in two lifetimes? Qing Yin had the patriarch's granddaughter hanging on her leg and turned around and left her in Senior Sister Ning's house. Anyway, the skirt on this girl's body was also changed by Senior Sister Ning, so she is responsible for after-sales service.

Then, Qingyin galloped quickly on the light red sandy earth.

Although she has no spiritual assistance, she has comically self-mutilated her body in the congenital period, coupled with decades of continuous tempering of the body method, and now with the strength and speed of the physical body, she is only second only to Qi Hao who refining the body in the foundation building period of the same door.

"Shangguan Yan!" After traveling at a speed of two hundred yards per hour for more than an hour, he finally arrived at another village that Shangguan Yan was in charge of, and Qing Yin was slightly panting.

Hearing this, Shangguan Yan hurriedly jumped up, leaving a group of almost naked Tuba women and running over: "You have no conscience, it's been half a month, and you have only come to see me once." If I have your physical strength, I will be sure to visit you once a day. ”

Qing Yin wiped the beads of sweat from the tip of his nose and said with a wry smile: "I have physical strength, but I don't have shoes!"

Shangguan Yan muttered dissatisfiedly: "You didn't come to me because you were afraid of being embarrassed barefoot, did you? There is still a pair in the cave, but I can tell you that this is also my last stock, you can save some clothes!"

A group of monks actually lived a frugal life!

Qingyin hugged his friend's shoulder: "Who told you to have a master who even takes care of clothes, shoes and socks? ”

was hooked up by this skinny goods, Shangguan Yan reluctantly took her into his cave. (To be continued.) )