In Fang Tian's previous life, in the Sahara Desert, there was a small thing called gerbils, which would accumulate a large number of grass roots before the dry season to survive the next days when it was impossible or difficult to have food.

This is normal.

Abnormally, they spend almost all of their time frantically searching for grassroots, from morning to night, from late to morning. It is incomprehensible why they should save so much food that they can barely eat, even five or ten times what they actually need, and then toil to clear the rotting grass roots out of the holes again at the end of each dry season.

It's a complete stupidity.

Fang Tian could understand.

Now, he feels a bit like a gerbil.

- No matter how relaxed he usually was, only he knew that there was always a sense of uncertainty in his heart.

He didn't know if his "dry season" would come, or when it would come, let alone end, or even if he could wait until it ended.

Then all he can do is to be like a gerbil and desperately accumulate food (power) for himself, even if this savings turns out to be unnecessary.

When a person's eyes can't penetrate their future, then the only way to be responsible for themselves is to work hard, work hard, and work hard!

Fang Tian felt that he needed to learn like a gerbil.

Therefore, every night, when he sat on the bed, he would say to himself, "Go hard, fool!" and then clear his mind and meditate, put aside all the qiē of the day, and enter into meditation with the most unemotional devotion.

A meditation is a whole night.

Until the next day, he was a smiling teenager again.

But that's not enough.

Fang Tian felt that even if he meditated all night, he couldn't give himself a feeling of doing his best. He had to find some more way to put himself into it.

Only with all our strength can we forget our feelings.

Only by forgetting feelings can the whole body and mind be melted and refined.

After the medicinal materials were processed, Fang Tian used the real yàn four times to determine the proportion of decoction materials that could be used temporarily. To achieve the best results, you need to fine-tune it step by step during use. But now, I can barely cope with it.

After a night of soaking, Fang Tian, who had completely recovered his movements, felt refreshed and his body full of strength.

Then, his rampage plan began.

Fang Tian chose the location in that bamboo forest.

In fact, the bamboo forest is not a very good place, and it does not match Fang Tian's ideal terrain conditions. But at the moment, he doesn't have a better option.

Little Loli and a group of little guys are playing on the swings, and some of the little guys are digging bamboo shoots or catching bamboo rats or something.

After reaching the depths of the bamboo forest, without any preparations, Fang Tian directly started running, from slow to fast, and then let go of the elemental induction little by little, and unfolded the elemental manipulation.

Elemental sensing allowed him to close his eyes and know the entire environment, including the terrain and the location of each bamboo, while the manipulation of the wind elemental allowed his speed to rise again and again until he reached the peak he could reach.

And then there's the long pinnacle lasting.

The body is like electricity, and within a second, it is more than forty meters, which is countless twists and turns. With every turn, he must be clever enough to manipulate his body to dodge accurately, otherwise he will have a fierce close contact with the bamboo.

In the first five minutes or so, Fang Tian did a perfect job.

But this perfection does not bring him anything. What Fang Tian wants now is not perfection, but precisely imperfection. - Yes, perfection is just a performance, and imperfection is a tempering.

When he gradually went from being handy to becoming less handy, until every zigzag turned was a difficult manipulation for him, a thrilling dodge, his elemental sensing, elemental manipulation, and physical and mental reactions could gradually begin to merge.

But it is clear that this kind of integration will not be achieved overnight, it will be destined to be a long process like a spring breeze melting the cold earth.

And in this process, Fang Tian is also destined to ......

Bang!

In the bamboo forest, a UFO slammed into a bamboo tree the thickness of a bowl. ,

The next moment, the bamboo branch trembled violently, and the UFO flew out fiercely.

"Ahh

"Little friend, are you okay?" Sharjah appeared in front of Fang Tian like a ghost.

"It's fine. Senior, you don't have to worry about me. As the saying goes, 'bumps are healthier'. Fang Tian gasped and shook his head and said to Sharjah. Then he stood up again and began to accelerate from slow to fast.

What kind of saying is this! Sharjah recalled this strange saying with amusement, but he didn't feel funny at all when he looked at Fang Tian's figure shuttling through the bamboo forest.

Then the next moment, there was another "bang!"

Then, for most of the morning, in Sharjah's ears, there was almost a constant "bang!" "bang!"

With each thud, Sharjah felt his heart tremble.

Is this the secret of your genius reaching level four so early?

Sharjah's expression was faint and his eyes were deep.

I've never heard of anyone practicing magic like this. In Sharjah's senses, the young apprentice, who had just risen to the fourth level, showed a kind of resilience that surprised him. - Little friend, he should have been unable to support it a long time ago.

When the sun was close to mid on this day, when Fang Tianzhen could no longer "support it", his chest, arms, palms, and backs of his hands were already bruised and swollen, and they looked extremely terrifying.

"Little friend, are you really okay?" Sharjah twitched.

Fang Tian grinned at him and smiled hard.

All of his energy, both physical and mental, had been drained completely, and now he literally couldn't even move a little finger. Pain, soreness, numbness, itching, tiredness, mixed together, crawling in his body like thousands of ants.

During today's running, the first thing he felt powerless was his body. This is also normal. Compared with the mental control, the movement and steering of the body are naturally so clumsy that it is unbearable, and later, when he can no longer take a step simply with his feet, he shuttles through the bamboo forest almost half-body and half-carrying.

At that time, the mental manipulation becomes doubly difficult, and the body is as heavy as a mountain.

Sharjah took Fang Tian back and put it in a large wooden barrel filled with the decoction that had been prepared in the morning, revealing only one head. Then, almost instantly, Sharjah saw Fang Tian fall asleep.

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