"Okay, it seems like I've talked too much today, by the way, do you have something to eat, I'm hungry again. The old tree said lightly.

"Cut, not to mention that you still want to eat, how can it be so cheap. The brute bustle's little mouth was very high, and he snorted lightly.

"Hey, this is my chassis, and someone dares to say that they won't eat it for me, I don't know how many years I haven't heard it, it's so cool. The old tree let out an incomparably heroic strange cry, and the long-lost joy emerged, as if he had been very strong before, and the pompous dripping water was not revealed.

"Why don't you say it's cheap, don't you have to pay taxes for bragging? ”

Manxi muttered softly, not daring to be loud If this tree spirit hears the consequences, you can imagine, this guy doesn't know how many years he has lived, it is estimated that it is very similar to it, there is no one who has achieved today for eight hundred years.

Manxi took the remaining half of the eagle meat from yesterday and began to bake it again, the flame was very strong, the sound of whirring, the fresh meat was very fat, and it made a smacking sound. After a while, a large pile of delicious fresh meat was swept away by the two, and the stomach was upright and the mouth was full of grease.

"Hey, hey, leave me some, don't move, yes, just keep it in your hand. Lao Zhushu pointed to his mouth and drooled greedily, and saw that there was still a mouthful left in Manxi's hand and he was fighting to eat. But Manxi also deliberately shook his hands, stretched out his pink tongue to lick the oil stains on it, and the angry old guy was going to die or live.

"I'm a mother, you said that such a small body can eat tons of meat bigger than you, this? This is too unreasonable, leave me some, it's too delicious." The old tree was crying with hunger at this time, and his father shouted at his mother's throat.

"Ahem, there are no more today, there are a lot of bones left, and I am really hungry, so I might as well do it, En, you know. It's time for me to go to training, and I'll have to wait until I get back in the evening. At this time, Manxi pretended to be an adult and preachy, and said slowly to the old tree.

"Hey, hey, come back. The old tree began to roar, but unfortunately he ran towards the hill in front of him.

About half an hour or so, a cloud of smoke rushed towards another mountain, this mountain range was not very far from the residence, but this mountain was not so lush with forests and plants, it was almost bare, and the radius was almost the same for a hundred miles, which could be said to be the Jedi of its cultivation.

As far as the eye can see, it can be described as desolate, except for the steep slopes that spread for hundreds of miles like a dragon, there is nothing eye-catching.

"I've practiced speed and handstands, so it's better to practice physical strength and finger strength first. Manxi looked at the wasteland and muttered to himself.

Immediately, without saying a word, I made up my mind to dig the ground with my bare hands, not to mention it, it is heart-wrenching to think about it, it is ten fingers to connect the heart, and it is too ruthless to have such willpower at a young age.

"In order to become stronger, I went out. "Corden, Corden, with his ass facing the sky, a pair of small hands went straight into the ground, and he pulled them out, and it was not dirt, it was a real pile of stone slag and stones.

Manxi, blood was pouring out of his hands, his mouth was grinning in pain, and tears were about to fall, but in the end he was still holding back. Although he has been out hunting and training with his father since he was a child, he has not used such perverted methods.

Perhaps this is what people often say is to face the loess and turn their backs to the sky. But can a child really withstand such devilish training? After a while, Manxi took out twenty zhang with great difficulty, which can be described as a god, this baby can only be said to be a child who defends the sky.

I dug the ground with my bare hands for a long time, but in fact, I couldn't bear it anymore, so I sat aside to rest, looking at the immature little hands, now it has become a pair of bloody hands, the flesh and blood are blurred, and I can't help but tear down when I see Manxi, and I can't bear it to vent out.

After a short rest, Manxi continued his non-human devil training, finding a boulder out of nowhere, and using his palm power to whimsically push the boulder away

In this way, Manxi repeated the same action every day, digging the ground much faster than before, and his hands were not sloppy, but the blood was still left on the ground, and the rotten points of his fingers were normal, but they were much better than before.

But the huge stone, which has not been touched at all, still stands like a hill in place. But Manxi has never been discouraged, and he is still bustling and grinning every day, as if the little Manxi who used to be like a porcelain doll has returned.

"Grandpa Tree, I'm back to see what good things I've brought, this is your favorite little white rabbit. Xiao Manxi shouted with a smile from afar, and in an instant, there was an unknown huge beast behind him.

"Hehe, it's better to be a man, don't forget anything about Grandpa Tree. "The barbarian has been here for a while, and after this period of getting along, the two are very speculative, and they have nothing to talk about, but they don't talk about the family and their parents, but the old guy is unwilling to tell where he comes from.

"Looks like we're going to have a good dinner tonight. ”

"Hey, if Grandpa Tree has eaten enough, I'll also prepare a potato for you. He shouted mischievously and pulled out a few potatoes from behind.

"Alas, just kidding, the potato has no meat, and it's time for Grandpa's old bones to be mended. The old tree pouted in the middle of the tree and pouted.

"Grandpa Zhushu, do you have the art of longevity?" said Xiao Manxi innocently.

"Alas, grandpa is just a tree spirit, not a god, how can he understand this thaumaturgy, and since the beginning of heaven and earth, I have never heard of anyone who can live forever. ”

"Then you monks don't know anything, so what can you do? Xiao Manxi snorted lightly.

After months of training, Manxi finally pushed the boulder a little, and he instantly screamed like an egg, and ran out of a cloud of smoke from another mountain.

"Oh, I can push, Grandpa Tree, I can push the boulder, I can. ”

"What? Can you push the boulder?" At this moment, an old man slowly emerged from the tree, dressed in an old tile blue costume of unknown age, with pale silver hair and a goatee, but his face was not so old, and he looked like an old man of sixty years old.

"Are you really pushing the boulder?" the old man asked in great surprise, looking at Manxi with disbelief in his eyes.

"Really, I've really pushed it, even if it's just a little bit, but I'm going to keep working hard and I'm going to push it one day. Manxi, at this time, there was a resolute look in his eyes, and he said extremely heroically, as if that wish was just around the corner.

Immediately, he happily jumped up and down the barren mountain, today may be the happiest day for the barbarians, this kind of strong belief may only have it, it is already a great joy for him.

"This child, in the future, is absolutely immeasurable, since he was a child, he has such perseverance and belief, which is not comparable to ordinary people, I hope that he can take advantage of the time when the world is not moving, and he will become a dragon. Lao Zhushu looked at the departing figure of the little boy like a porcelain doll, and his heart was full of emotion.

The old tree, looking at the back, didn't move for a long time, didn't know what he was thinking, and slowly returned to the tree itself after a long time.

"As long as you have perseverance, the iron pestle grinds into reality, do it! Manxi said while boasting about himself.

At this moment, Manxi's pair of snow-white palms no longer existed, but they were a pair of calloused yellow hands, and the fingers and palms were getting thicker and thicker, which proved that his arm strength and finger power were gradually growing and sublimating.

In a matter of months, a barren mountain was renovated by Manxi, and as long as that was not enough, he dug up a lot of potatoes from nowhere and began to plant them in the field.

In this regard, Manxi has also thought about it repeatedly, there are no trees and grasses here, maybe, this foundation can't grow any substance, maybe it is squeezed out by this soil, maybe planting potatoes will produce very well.

This is just what he thinks, seeing that this foundation is so fertile and sunny, and it is the most suitable for growing creatures, Manxi is also curious to give it a try.

Manxi came up with a clever plan at this time, he always felt that his running speed was still a little slow, but he tied two big stones under his feet, adding up to nearly 100 catties, and crawled like a snail on his hind legs.

Strength is not innate, but acquired, and perhaps this can really stimulate people's instinctive ability. A genius may be born with things that others don't understand, but he can't understand what others have learned.

After a long time, the speed of running with the stone began to get faster and faster, as the speed of normal people usually running is almost the same, perseverance, one day they will become the strongest, where the value is insistence, it can be said that the word "persistence" is difficult to buy.

At this time, Manxi untied the rope tied to his feet, jumped up in an instant, and actually jumped five or six feet high with a clear body, which made him too frightened to react for a long time, and he really couldn't believe his eyes, was that true?

During this period, Manxi also changed the bigger stone from time to time, pushing the boulder, after more than half a year of metamorphosis training, it finally had a small achievement, the strength became surprisingly terrifying, the speed was like flowing water, it was definitely not an exaggeration, and the weight of a single arm was as high as a thousand catties, and the power of the arms together could be imagined.

The huge rock, like a hill, moved more and more frequently, although it was only slightly moving, but he always moved, and he could only push a little bit before, maybe this is the result of his efforts.

Now it is not what it used to be, he is a little bigger, his body is as strong as a stone, and he can clearly see that the muscles of his body are definitely not blown, his arms are thick and powerful, and his skin has also mutated into golden yellow.

A pair of big black jewel-like eyes, still gurgling and turning, and the porcelain doll-like face is still a little immature. A pair of slaps also became bigger, whirring and whistling, rustling and strong.