Since the last time, Xu Feng has rarely gone to that cave again, the last time Nameless impressed him too much, he knew what to do and what not to do, although he really wanted to know and understand what was in that cave, but the majesty and admonition that his father gave him lingered in his heart. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info He wants to know, he wants to go, but he doesn't want to embarrass his father and make his parents worry about him.

Every day's life began to become quieter and more regular, Xu Feng was no longer a child, that day his father told him about the cultivation that day, he knew that he was no longer the child he was before, he was slowly growing up day by day.

He has to take up the responsibilities and burdens that come with him. At the same time, practice according to the teachings and teachings of your father and mother. An alternative kind of practice. A practice that he could not have anticipated.

Every morning, Xu Feng had to get up early to go for a run, running a long, long way, he didn't know how far it was, and he didn't know where he ran, just knew that he stopped when he knew that he couldn't run, and then ran back.

He ran like this every morning, and gradually he found that the distance he could run was slowly getting longer, of course he didn't care about this, he just wanted to know what the point of doing it was, because his father had told him that their practice was to meditate and breathe in a place where the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was abundant, absorbing the essence between heaven and earth. To make himself stronger, Xu Feng has never figured out what these things he has to do with his cultivation?

Of course, just running is not enough, no matter how far he throws it, the first thing he does when he comes back is to carry water, pick up a lot of water, the people in this village dig a lot of wells in order to survive, but my father just asked him to go to the river to carry water over and over again.

After jumping up, pour it out!

Of course it won't be a meaningless dump, my father used the water it picked up to irrigate the flowers and plants of his careful breeders, as well as the rice that he took care of carefully, for fear that they would have three long and two short, and looking at that serious look, Xu Feng was sometimes really puzzled, who is your son.

Then it was probably noon, the sun's greatest hour, and he had to stand there until the sun lost its temperature.

This thing he once thought was the easiest thing and the most time to rest, but when he did it seriously for the first time, it made him want to cry without tears, where is the easiest thing, this is not something people do at all. Such a big sun was shining on his body, his skin was cracked, his lips were chapped, and he wanted to die.

It was about dusk in the afternoon, the temperature of the whole village would drop, and the birds and people who had been busy all day began to rush home, rest, and sleep for the beginning of a new day tomorrow. Not yet, according to his father's words, he had to split the dozen or so trees that were several times thicker than him in front of him. Chop into firewood to go to rest.

This is what he calls cultivation, and such a move made Xu Feng, who was once enthusiastic about it, begin to become silent.

On the first day, without exception, he did very poorly, when he ran far away, when he was tired and couldn't run, when he wanted to rest, but he saw his father's majestic appearance in front of him, thought about his lunch meal, and insisted on raising his steps.

When he went back almost on his stomach like a dead dog, there was a flat pole and two wooden barrels in front of him, and before he could take a breath, he took these three props and ran to the river, and then came back half rolling and half crawling.

The measful amount of water was not enough for the bottom of the vat in the courtyard, and when he poured it he felt like he had done nothing.

And Nameless has been sitting silently in the courtyard all the time, as if this matter has nothing to do with him at all, on his legs, there is the free sword, the sword in the calm state is very surprising, the touch of blue and metallic crossing, giving people a comfortable taste, giving people a sense of leisure.

Perhaps this is the meaning of the Easy Sword itself.

By the time he filled the first jar of water, it was already ten in the middle of the night, and he was so tired that he was like a broken shelf, and his father was still sitting there.

"Do you want to keep doing it?" he asked Xu Feng. Maybe at this time, his heart was distressed, or maybe he couldn't bear Xu Feng's suffering. But that's not how things work.

"I'm not tired, I'll do it!"

"Well, that's good. With that, Nameless walked towards the house, leaving him with a dashing figure, though that was only what Nameless thought it was.

"I forgot to tell you that this kind of exercise should be done gradually, not every day must be carried out according to such a standard!" This sentence set off a monstrous wave in Xu Feng's young mind like a thunderbolt.

"What..... what do you mean...... Step by step!" Xu Feng looked at Nameless in a trembling voice, he was suddenly afraid that he would hear a certain result.

"That is to say, today you just need to keep running down, and then finish chopping the small tank and small branches over there!" Peng closed the door with a bang. Xu Feng, who was alone and messy in the dark night, was left behind.

The bright moon tonight is so bright, everything here looks so clear and beautiful under the moonlight, turning the big vat that he has been dancing for a day, Xu Feng finally saw the small vat in his father's mouth.

Suddenly, he pressed an inexplicable heart plug, compared to the big guy he just picked up, this thing is completely a basin, okay. And look at the things that need to be chopped next to here, where is this a small tree, is this still a tree? This is simply a piece of wood, or is it a small piece of wood.

Suddenly, he heard a crow chirping, looked up at the sky, and didn't want to say anything.

Father, am I your own child, don't take me like this! This time he really felt the taste of wanting to cry without tears, and he sniffed as he looked at the door that had been closed. Silently walked away.

Life doesn't treat anyone badly, in this world, there is only one thing that is the fairest, and that is time, as long as you put in the effort you deserve, then you will get the results you want, although it will sometimes be a long, long time.

In the same way, there is a rule in this world, that is, if you really want to get something, no matter how harsh your conditions are, you will work hard to change.

The next day, when the sun had not yet risen, Su Feng had already run out into the distance, his goal was very simple, run until he couldn't run, and then turn back, this time she was a little farther than yesterday, and a little earlier than yesterday.

Then he began to carry water, without asking his father whether it was the basin or the tank today, he chose the big tank that carried water yesterday, and then began to chop wood.

After all, the power of the human body is limited, but the power of mind and determination is unlimited, and perhaps because of this, the time to finish these things today is a little better than yesterday.

Life is going on day by day. In 3497, he was born, in 3504, his father began to teach him "practice", to 3514, ten years he persistently repeated this monotonous life, repeating this monotonous "practice".

In ten years, even Nameless and Xu Mo themselves can't believe what such devilish training will change a person into. From the initial unbearability, they slowly turned into surprise, slowly turned into shock, slowly became incredible, and slowly wanted to try it themselves, to give up after the final attempt, and to turn a blind eye in the end.

At the beginning, Xu Feng ran only about five miles on the first day, and then ran back, not to mention his speed, even a cow could be faster than him. And now, every morning a big purple wolf will appear on time, and race with him when the first rays of the sun shine down....

Race, race.......

Such a back makes countless people messy in the wind. As for how far he ran out, no one knows, he himself doesn't know, anyway, he can run back. When I ran back, I always saw the wolf lying helplessly on the ground and drinking water.

After so many years of getting along, the people in the village don't seem to be so hostile to this wolf, and the village has a lot less wolves to attack.

Then he began to carry water, the original two small wooden barrels, to the last medium large barrel, to the last large one, in the end, he was directly dissatisfied, this was too slow, and he went with the large vat, at first it was a large vat, and finally ........

The rest of the day is also the quietest time to stand, he can always stand there quietly, at least no longer makes people feel the urge to beat people.

And then, it's chopping wood, have you ever seen someone chopping five or six tree trunks at the same time with one axe? Have you ever seen someone who can use two axes at the same time? Have you ever seen someone chopping wood and still helping the whole village to chop wood? Have you ever seen someone chopping wood, and the woods at the entrance of the village have all been cut down?

Nameless watched such a back go in and out every day, so much that he wanted to ask the sky.

Are you my own?

Alas, it's all tears.