Back mountain, in the middle of the nameless peak.

The ancient trees are towering to the sky, and the layers of branches and leaves cover the sky and the sun, making the mountain dim. In the gaps, the golden light of the sun sprinkled like smoke and fog made the shadows of the trees look forward to it, adding a bit of mystery and horror invisibly.

In the depths of the dense forest, the trees are thick, the grass is abundant, and the lush greenery is mixed with dead branches and leaves, and it is messy everywhere.

Not far away, a black shadow flickered, and I saw it jumping up and down, swaying left and right, revealing a bit of stability in the fluttering, and the speed was not slow.

Occasionally stepping on the golden light, it can be vaguely seen that it is not like a monkey, not like an ape, but more like the spirit of all things - man.

When Lin Duguang came, it was obvious that this vigorous figure was none other than Dao Cheng, who had come here to cultivate, and this was the thirtieth day of his coming.

For a whole month, rain or shine.

Finally, just now, he did.

"Get out of the way!"

The young man held his jacket and flipped it over and over again, reconfirming it.

"Without a single grass, without a leaf, I succeeded!"

Happy!

After a month of hard work, it finally paid off. Dao Cheng couldn't help but laugh out loud, "Hahahaha!"

"Daddy is right, 'How can you get the fragrance of plum blossoms without going through a cold bone'!"

Thinking back on this month's solo cultivation, Dao Cheng couldn't help but sigh.

From the beginning, he could scratch his clothes when he climbed the mountain slowly, and now to this point, only he can understand the taste.

How many times you slip, fall, trip, how many times you scratch your clothes and hurt your flesh and skin, that's just the basics.

Dao Cheng still clearly remembers the panic when he first entered the mountain, in the darkness, the dark shadow longing, it seems that there are demonic beasts everywhere, and he hopes that his father can follow him.

He still remembers one time, a pig cub stupidly ran in, and after a silent circle, if he hadn't heard the snoring pant and avoided it in time, it would have been dangerous. Rao is like this, the scarlet eyes and hideous face of the demonic beast still frightened his soul.

So, after relieving himself and realizing that this monster was not so powerful, he attacked like crazy, and finally held a wooden stick from top to bottom, directly piercing the eye of the pig beast and stabbing it in the brain.

Blood splattered on his face, and he vomited.

Finally, when he carried the little pig beast back to the village, the village boiled, but he fell into Scar's arms.

However, that night, seeing Daddy laughing proudly, and seeing Aunt Hua and Ling'er eating meat in a big gulp, Dao Cheng suddenly felt that everything was worth it.

The idea of backing down was swept away.

The next day, when he entered the mountain again, he found that he was not afraid, not only was he not afraid, but he was also full of confidence and expectation.

He still remembered that a few days later, Wang Dalang sneaked over, if he hadn't found out in advance, he had an idea, and he talked to himself and deceived Wang Dalang, and the consequences were unimaginable.

Although he didn't know whether Wang Dalang had bad intentions, he was still scared into a cold sweat. Because he knew that the spiritual intelligence of the demonic beast was not comparable to that of humans, and Wang Dalang was not a pig beast, if Wang Dalang really wanted to make a move, the fourth order against the second order, it was impossible for him to escape.

Afterwards, considering the power of the Wang family, he did not tell Scar about it, but told Wang Dalang that Scar saw him. Wang Dalang was so frightened that he immediately knelt down to Dao Cheng and swore a vicious oath.

He hasn't seen anyone since.

"It's not easy!" Dao Cheng sighed.

In just 30 days, he actually felt like he had grown up a lot.

Now, having finally succeeded in reaching Scar's request, Daocheng naturally has the urgent idea to inform his father.

Straight to draw water!

A month has passed, and there are less than 40 of the original 60 people.

Some couldn't hold on and left early, including a kid with sixth-rate qualifications, and some left in discouragement, such as the Wang Monkey and Wang Hu brothers.

The remaining forty people, Scar divided them into four groups, and selected four team leaders by fighting, among which in addition to Shi Dazhuang, who can sit firmly in the position of team leader, the remaining three groups are inseparable, which can be described as "the team leader takes turns to do it, and he will come to my house tomorrow".

At first glance, the knife that suddenly appeared, and Scar's face showed a trace of hesitation.

"The group leader takes the lead and practices well!"

At Daocheng's signal, the two walked aside, and Scar said expressionlessly: "You are not cultivating in the back mountain, what is the matter with running here?"

"Daddy, I did it!"

"Did it, why are you so happy?" Scar thought to himself, and his eyes widened, "You mean?"

"Hmm!" Dao Cheng clenched his fists and said excitedly, "I just ran around the mountain and didn't touch anything!

"Let's go!" Scar didn't say a word, turned around and left.

"Where are you going?"

"Nonsense, of course it's into the mountains!"

......

"Are you sure you can do it?" Scar said in front of the mellow peak, "I'll beat you up if it's too far off!"

"You are optimistic!" Dao Cheng smiled confidently, stretched his hands and feet, turned into a rabbit, and rushed into the mountains and forests.

Scar followed, not that he didn't believe his son, but that he wanted to see the boy's progress with his own eyes.

"Does the blind cat meet a dead mouse?

"Even if you can do it, there is a difference between rusty and skilled. ”

"Let's see how far he goes......"

The mountain road was bumpy, the ground was full of debris, and there were low branches sticking out of the air.

The knife is as if it is gone, and the speed is extremely fast. Running and walking, or jumping or jumping, as if walking on the ground, sometimes bending over, sometimes twisting, moving around, flexible and changeable, alive and free from a homing demon ape.

Scar nodded secretly, "It seems that this kid is not a fluke! ”

"The second realm of "Walkers Without Borders" has reached the point where he has reached the point where it is the first to become. ”

In that case, there is no need for Scar to continue his investigation.

"Alright, big boy, let's stop here!"

"How's it going, Daddy?" asked the lad smugly.

"You've passed," Scar nodded slightly, "but there's nothing to be proud of, after all, it's far from the Thorn Forest!"

"It's okay......" didn't get the affirmation he imagined, and the young man was a little unhappy.

"Are you alright?"

Scar smirked, "If I change mountains, are you sure you can still be so skilled?"

"It's a branch grass root, and it won't be very serious to hang it, so you're not afraid. If you switch to a thorny forest, are you sure you're not timid?"

"If I replace the thorns with such deadly things as swords, mountains, fires, and seas, are you sure you can still be so fearless?"

"Besides, you have to understand that these branches and all that are dead things that don't move in place, if you replace them with moving ones, such as a bright knife that stabs you, or a stone that smashes you, are you sure you can still dodge?"

"Further, if it's a magician who casts a spell, such as a wall of stone cones of fire protruding from the ground, an ice blade that covers the sky, and a lightning and thunderbolt that is extremely fast, are you sure you can still dodge it?"

Scar smiled faintly, glanced at the speechless Daocheng, and asked himself: "I'm sorry, you can't say this!"

"You are like this, at best, the second realm of "Walkers Without Borders" - move as you like, a preliminary entry!"

"I don't really feel like there's anything to be happy about!"

Daocheng smiled bitterly and smacked his lips.

"Well, there's really nothing to be happy about......"

glanced at Dao Cheng, who was a little depressed, Scar's face was expressionless, but his heart was refreshed, "Stinky boy, Lao Tzu was scraped by thorns every day, and after practicing for a few months, he didn't practice because he was anemic." You kid has been practicing in the mountains for a month, it's too hateful! If I don't kill your prestige, I'm really sorry for the hardships that Lao Tzu endured back then!

coughed, suppressing the surging smile in his heart, Scar pretended to be relieved again, and said slowly, "Okay, don't be discouraged, at least you can get started, and you can practice the art of hitting stones!"

"The art of striking stones?" Dao Cheng lifted his spirits, this was what he had been waiting for for a long time.

"Daddy, teach!"

"Teach?" Scar smiled inexplicably and said mysteriously, "If you want to preach, I really have a trick......"

"Uh-huh, you say!" Daocheng pricked up his ears.

"Practice more~"

"More practice, that's all?"

"Practice more! That's all!"

"Practice more...... Daocheng nodded speechlessly, "Okay......"

Scar smiled, picked up a stone, kneaded it into pieces, took one for himself, and threw the rest to Daocheng.

Looking around, he pointed to a big tree in the distance and said, "Do you see the first branch......?"

"If I want to hit it, first I have to see it, estimate the distance between me and it, and mentally build a model of me and the tree. ”

"Only by calculating the distance can I decide how much strength I have to exert at least to avoid the embarrassment of running out of strength. ”

"Before I contribute, I have to consider the attraction of the earth, the obstruction of the wind and other external forces. Because after the shot, the stone is out of my control, but those external forces can affect it. ”

"With these preparations in place, I can ...... Shot. ”

As he spoke, Scar threw out the stone in his hand.

Sou~

Breaking through the air and screaming, and then - bang!

The stones exploded, and the arm-thick branches collapsed.

"See?"

The young man nodded.

"Got it?"

Dao Cheng shook his head again and again, "Dad, how do you estimate the distance you said? And how to build that model? There are also the standards of output, and the external force of influence, how should these be considered?"

"Consider?" Scar laughed, "That's your business, it's none of my business!"

"These messy things, I can't explain clearly, and I can't explain it clearly, you can only rely on yourself to practice more, ponder more, practice more, and then you will have a feel, a feel, and you will naturally be accurate!"

"Aren't you sure?" Dao Cheng smiled helplessly, "It feels very mysterious, how long will it take to practice?"

"It's not difficult!" Scar smiled, "You've reached the realm of seeing to heart to body, practice more, and you'll learn it quickly!"

"Learn to hit the ones that can't move first, and then try to hit the moving target when you learn to do it. ”

"When one day, you can reach the realm of seeing the eye, the heart, and the god, you will be like Liu Yan's ancestor, invincible at the sixth order, and it is not impossible to kill the saint by leaping the rank!"

"Invincible... Kill the saint by leaping the rank..."The young man's eyes lit up in contemplation.

"If you can eat the flatbread, it depends on your ability. Seeing this, Scar muttered in his heart.

On the way home, Scar held his hands behind his back, staggering and humming a little song, very leisurely. Dao Cheng held a handful of stones, threw one in the east and one in the west, frowning from time to time, working very hard.

Before I got home, the flower girl greeted me.

"Hurry up, there's a guest at home!"