What is the Times?

There are talented people from generation to generation, and each has been leading the way for hundreds of years!

Fighting for 3,000 miles alone, a sword can block a million divisions is for the times!

Turning the tide in the fall, Kuangfu Building will be tilted for the times!

What is the Times?

Accomplishing the feat that the predecessors could not accomplish, and making the future generations feel unsurpassable despair, is for the times!

And he, Wu Di, if he can succeed today, it will create an era. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info He believes that there will be no one in this world who will comprehend the form of ten thousand beasts, and then try to absorb the essence of ten thousand beasts and condense into a new beast form to complete the fist intent form.

Even if he wants to really do this, it is very difficult.

Condensation again and again, failure again and again, this impossible task has stimulated the ruthlessness in Wu Di's heart even more, in fact, in the observation again and again, Wu Di has also fully comprehended the beast form of the mammoth giant, as for the condensation of the dragon form, he has become no more difficult after comprehending the ten thousand beast form.

But wanting to completely blend them together to form a new beast form, Wu Di had no clue at all.

I don't know how many times he failed, Wu Di just sat there, like a stone sculpture, turning the stars, moving the moon, rising and setting at sunset, and when the white light dissipated, the totem pole returned to calm here.

Wu Di's eyelids opened in vain, Gu Jing's waveless eyes did not carry any emotion, he spat out a mouthful of gray air like an arrow and shot straight out, and soon disappeared in the wind and snow, and he let out this turbid breath before he sighed.

"Failed again, hey. Still doesn't work?"

Intense hunger and tiredness swelled up, and he didn't care about the snow beast meat that had already been frozen in the basin, he grabbed it and chewed it with his hands to remove the broken ice, which was hard a little, but with his teeth, he could eat it.

But that taste, I really don't dare to compliment.

After eating the food, Wu Di leaned heavily next to the totem pole and fell asleep.

In the dream, he rode a brilliant bird in the sky, passing through a deep pool, and the divine bird under his crotch suddenly transformed into a long golden dragon and plunged down, and the current immediately separated, and when it returned to the shore, it turned into a white tiger again......

From heaven to earth, over mountains and mountains, endless time and space whistled in Wu Di's ears, and he was intoxicated and refused to wake up for a long time.

The warm sunlight shone on the sleeping boy's face, and he smashed his mouth, waving his limbs strangely, as if grasping something, but a long string of crystal liquid was left at the corner of his mouth, which soon condensed into a stick of ice.

With a bang, the boy's head hit the totem pole hard, and he immediately covered his head.

"Hey, it's dawn?"

The boy squinted slightly at the sun, and it took a while for him to get used to the sun.

He stretched his waist, looked at the tall totem pole, and couldn't help but sigh again: "It's really amazing to be able to burn the totem of ten thousand beasts on it." ”

After saying that, the boy's eyes widened, as if he had figured out a complicated problem at once.

"If I copy one of these tusks, a depiction of five thousand beasts, the carrier is dominated by mammoth giant elephants and divine dragons, condensing a dragon elephant full of totems, although the sea, land and air are large, they can all be obtained!"

The more he thought about it, the more feasible he felt, so a mammoth giant elephant instantly condensed into his fist, and the body of the giant elephant was elongated by him, with a dragon's spine on its back, and a coral horn on its head, with a long nose as white as jade, and terrifying fangs bent upward.

Looking at the masterpiece in his hand, although it was still a little ugly, Wu Di laughed out loud with satisfaction, now the general direction is there, what is missing is only fine-tuning, and thousands of changes are in his thoughts.

It's not pretty? You can change it slowly.

So Wu Di imitated the totem on the totem pole, and carved it on its ivory one by one, like a serious miniature carving master treating his works.

This process requires a lot of patience and concentration, and all the difficulty is basically based on the level of seriousness, after all, Wu Di only needs to roughly condense a shape, and does not need to think about something deeper.

Another half a month passed, Wu Di finally completed his masterpiece, looking at the somewhat non-mainstream dragon elephant in his hand, the pride and pride in his heart were indescribable.

"Hahaha, Lao Tzu is really a fucking genius, a genius like me can understand it at all, and this kind of thing has been done by me. ”

"Ding, the host has completed the fist intent formation stage, and it has been detected as a self-created by the host, please name it. ”

Wu Di said the word "era" without thinking.

"Ding, the naming is successful, the current boxing intent 'era' comprehension is complete, is it open to the next stage of boxing intent?"

"No!"

Wu Di looked at the 'era' on the fist, and felt that it could still be rescued again, at least this shape should conform to a little aesthetics, anyway, the general shape has been completed, and there is no hurry.

After completing these, the biggest stone in Wu Di's heart finally landed, and he felt a lot more relaxed all of a sudden.

He stood up and bowed to the totem pole in front of him, no matter what, he took advantage of a big advantage, and this worship was completely from the heart.

"Great God Kaiman, in the last few days, the juniors will try their best to fulfill your entrustment, good luck!"

With that, he walked resolutely towards the tribe.

It's time to fulfill his promise, Wu Di touched his nose, and it looked like there was not much time left for him.

He walked quickly to the Bingjiao tribe, the tribesmen of the tribe saw him and greeted him one after another, their eyes were full of obvious respect, Wu Di also smiled and greeted one by one, these lovely clansmen who came into contact with these days have a simple life, simple clothes, but they are well versed in human feelings and sophistication, and they are full of the most primitive and sincere emotions.

All this made Wu Di feel comfortable from the bottom of his heart.

"On the ice field, there is a paradise!"

He smiled and shook his head, and went to the house of the patriarch Tyrone.

As usual, he stomped his feet and coughed a few times, and when there was a response from inside, Wu Di brushed off the animal skin and walked in.

When Tyrone saw him, he immediately said enthusiastically: "It turns out that Gao Xiaoyou is here, please take a seat!"

Wu Di was also not polite, and sat down after saying hello to the patriarch

"Little brother, this time has been very rewarding. ”

Tyrone laughed a few times, he could see that Wu Di was now full of blood and energy, his spirit was bright and his eyes were bright, and he must have gained a lot of benefits, and this voice was also a happy congratulations.

Wu Di nodded, and said with a smile: "All this is given by the patriarch, this kindness boy is unforgettable!"

After speaking, he got up and bowed to the patriarch, and the patriarch hurriedly supported him, "Little brother, you can see what you say, and the help you have given to our tribe is also huge, and we also have to thank you well." ”

Wu Di said: "Then our family won't talk to each other, why thank you for coming and going, no matter what, the tribe is a pure land for me." ”

These words resonated with Tyrone, "What a pure land, little brother, I, Tyrone, will put down my words today, no matter when you come, our tribe will always welcome your arrival." ”

After communicating with the patriarch a few times, Wu Di went out of the tribe to find Kulun, he wanted to see if this kid had the ability to take charge of himself.

Outside, there was a vast, pure white voice, slowly telling Wu Di about the past, and the warm white snow was like an old friend, draped on Wu Di's shoulders.

This time, Wu Di did not choose to shake away the white snow, but put on the white snow, as if wearing a white robe, all the way to the north.