Ma San did not directly say his real name, but threatened him with his real name and his subordinates' real name, den and other information, and asked Tu Fu to let him drink and eat meat for every meal before he arrived at the Great Buddha Temple.

Not only that, Ma San forced Tu Fu to take over the task of picking firewood and making fire every day. If Tu Fu had not been able to build the foundation so far, he would have let Tu Fu pull the carriage instead of him.

"As long as you successfully build the foundation, you will be able to pull the carriage. At that time, I will tell you my real name."

Ma San was proud.

He thought he had seen through Monk Faren's thoughts, so he followed the flow and put forward a request for Tu Fu, hoping to kill more than one kill.

On the one hand, Fa Ren must hope that Tu Fu can concentrate on martial arts and Buddhism. Both of these need to be based on the success of foundation building. Ma San's move is not to Tu Fu, but only to please Fa Ren who can determine his life and death.

On the one hand, although Tu Fu had replaced all his luggage and goods with gold, silver and copper coins, the load capacity of the carriage was reduced a lot. However, the money was only more than 100 kilograms. Including some necessities and the weight of the carriage, and the irregular roads on it, it was not easy to drag it to the road.

Ma San's move can save himself the effort while increasing the burden of slaughtering, saving the slaughtering and thinking about how to torture him all day long.

On the one hand, Ma San is a master in the body-building realm and is full of energy. He can keep up with the walking speed of Tufu. Even if there is no road wherever he walks before, the wheels will often fall into it. In about three months, he will definitely be able to reach the Great Buddha Temple.

If it is replaced by a slaughter who only has the foundation building realm or the slaughter that has just entered the state of Qi storage, the speed of traveling will be much slower. If you arrive at the Big Buddha Temple one day later, Ma San will have more than one day of "freedom".

on the one hand……

The idea was beautiful, but the reality made Ma San even more troubled. Because Tu Fu's martial arts practice was moving forward every day at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Could it be that Monk Faren gives the Tu Fu a war every night to help Tu Fu practice?

Ma San could only think of this. Although he was not sure that there was really a so-called "initiation" method in this world, compared to Tu Fu, it was because of his amazing talent in martial arts practice, and even a martial arts genius who had nowhere in a thousand, so he entered the country quickly, or was the former better for him.

"Tu Fu, how many times have you practiced the boxing technique that builds the foundation?"

Ma San looked at Tu Fu who returned from picking firewood in the nearby forest and started cooking fires, and couldn't help but ask.

He had some vision. From the fact that Tu Fu had obviously different figures, postures and actions from the ones that had been half a month ago, it was possible to tell that Tu Fu Fu was not far from the success of the foundation building.

It has only been half a month. Even if the Lion and Tiger Fist that had been practicing for a few years before Tu Fu, his body had a foundation that had not been established, he would not have made such a rapid progress after changing the foundation-building boxing technique.

Is it because of the unique skill of "Boy's Kung Fu"?

Tu Fu skillfully set up a fire under the pot rack. While boiling water, he skewed the cured meat he had bought when he passed by the village and town with iron sticks. He roasted it on his own, ignoring the strange-looking Ma San.

"Where are you asking? I didn't hear it, right?" Ma San became more and more bold and asked afterwards.

Over the past few days, he has confirmed that as long as he does not try to escape, or attacks the slaughter, no matter what he says during a verbal battle, Monk Faren will not pay attention to him.

As for Tu Fu, after Tu Fu became obsessed with information such as his real name, he kept trying to grasp it.

Tu Fu turned a deaf ear to him, just staring at the gradually obvious luster on the barbecue, as if he was already very hungry.

"Ignore me, right? Haha..." Ma San suddenly laughed: "Then wait for me to report it back and forth. I have been having a comfortable life for half a month, and I will not lose money!"

Tu Fu was really controlled by Ma San. He turned his head and stared at Ma San, gritting his teeth and said, "One hundred and sixty-seven times."

Ma San's eyes froze for a moment.

He calculated silently in his mind that after Tu Fu learned to himself, he practiced foundation-building boxing at least eleven times a day.

This is actually very scary, because they have to rush through the day, and Tu Fu has time to practice boxing only after night and before resting. And if you want to successfully build the foundation with boxing techniques, it is impossible to just practice boxing routines and put on airs, and the requirements for physical and mental investment are extremely high.

Ordinary people practice martial arts and fight three or four times a day, and they have to rest for a long time each time. When they finish the last time, they are already exhausted, like an old farmer who has worked in the fields for a day.

To count it, Tu Fu practiced boxing at least ten times a day, which was even more tiring than the carriage he pulled for a day. Moreover, one was to cut the flesh with a soft knife, and the other was to directly insert the knife with both ribs. The pain was naturally very different.

This kid is a cruel man!

Ma San was even more frightened. Although this answer shows that Tu Fu's talent has not reached the level of none, it can already be regarded as the talent of a top-notch horse, much better than him.

Moreover, talent is only one aspect. In ancient times, countless talented people have been able to achieve something in the end, opportunities and efforts are indispensable.

Tu Fu has the talent of being a top horse, and the opportunity of Monk Faren of the Great Buddha Temple. His hard work can be called cruel to himself.

What should I do?

Ma San recalled the harsh words that Tu Fu had said before. Anyone would say that he could say something more ruthless and evil than Tu Fu, so he did not take it seriously except for the two "eat shit and drink urine" and "please invite a Buddha statue".

Now it seems that the viciousness of the slaughtered is really not just a saying.

How can you be cruel to others be more cruel to yourself?

A puff made Ma San come to his senses. Butu Fu threw the roasted meat on the ground, about two feet away from him, and it was already stained with dust.

He was not surprised that it was like this every time these days, but when he was not distracted before, he could pounce over and catch it when he was making any moves.

Then, while eating and drinking, mocking and provoking the slaughter.

"Oh!"

With a sneer, Ma San walked over and picked up the barbecue. He ate it without slapping the dust. While eating, he also looked at Tu Fu provocatively, just like his previous behavior.

Tu Fu was too lazy to see him, so he started eating and drinking on his own, and then took a short rest. When Ma San fell asleep on the fire, he practiced foundation-building boxing on the other side.

One hundred and sixty-eight times.

One hundred and sixty-nine times.

...

Monk Faren did not correct it. When he mentioned something, Tu Fu kept practicing and familiar with it. He liked practicing martial arts very much because only at this time can he devote himself to it and not have to think about anything.

After eleven times, Tu Fu felt that he still had some strength and could not lie down and fell asleep as if he had fainted. He gritted his teeth and continued to slap the twelfth time. Before he could finish, his movements had already deformed. After forcing the force to finish the fight, he sat down to the ground, looking like he couldn't move.

After stopping, Fa Ren, who had been meditating and entering a state of meditation, opened his eyes and looked at Tu Fu with a hint of pity.

"If you hit the box a thousand times, your body will be natural. If you hit the box a thousand times, your magic will appear. This is a boxing proverb taught by the Zhenwu Sect, which is concise and concise. However, what you need to remind you is that you can hit the box more, but you cannot be anxious, you cannot be angry, and you cannot use your boxing for personal gain."

Tu Fu frowned, his voice a little hoarse: "Use power for personal gain?"

"The boxing of boxing is private to those distracting thoughts about boxing."

"Disciple understands."

He asked, and after replying, Tu Fu was already asleep. Monk Faren suddenly stood up, walked to Tu Fu's side, squatted down, raised his hand and slapped Tu Fu's body, constantly.

The movement seemed to be fierce, but when it fell, it was calm and gentle. Tu Fu continued to fall asleep without any notice, but his breathing was much smoother than before, and the expression of sadness on his face also became much easier.

Ma San, who seemed to be sleeping soundly, suddenly turned his head and felt a sudden realization in his eyes.

But he didn't dare to say anything or ask. He turned his head and forced himself to continue sleeping, but how could he sleep?

This monk Faren is really an illegitimate son to Tu Fu... Wait!

Monk Faren, a monk from the Great Buddha Temple, left the Great Buddha Temple for the first time, traveled all over the world. Why did he come to Linxi Town so by chance? He blocked his robbery so by chance, and even more so by chance, when only the slaughter and dying appeared?

It’s not right. Monk Faren said that it was his first time leaving the Great Buddha Temple, and it was impossible for him to have any illegitimate children. It wouldn’t be that Tu Fu’s mother had been to the Great Buddha Temple, right? If this is the case, Tu Fu would definitely tell him about his relationship with Farenla before.

Could it be that other... eminent monks from the Great Buddha Temple?

If so, then he must be a higher monk than Monk Faren!

Faren is already in the fasting realm. If you can make Faren like this, you must at least be a martial arts master, or even a supernatural power realm, a golden body realm, and a top master who is only one step away from the Heavenly Realm!

hiss……

No wonder Faren can guarantee that Tu Fu can learn the unparalleled masterpiece of "Tagata's Divine Palm" in the future.

The more Ma San thought about it, the more he thought about it, the more he became the more outrageous he felt that he had guessed the truth and was extremely frightened.

Although he said that life was worse than death when he went to the Great Buddha Temple, there was rumors that his martial arts were abolished and his farming and working all day long was not unacceptable. No matter what, it was good to be alive.

But now...

After a night, the three of them set off again. Ma San, who had been suffering for a long time, remained silent while rushing, and had no intention of provoking and slaughtering the previous one.

After a night of sleep, Tu Fu felt light and healthy again. He knew very well that this state was not normal. Although he had some guesses, he did not ask anything and did not change his master to his master.

It is a kindness to save his life, but even if it is not a grudge against him, it is understandable that he has some resentment.

It was time to get dark again, and Faren stopped and said that he would stop. He was like the past half month, and he was about to pick up firewood when he raised his foot.

Ma San, who was in poor condition, hesitated for a moment and said, "Mao Fu, I'll do it. You can take the opportunity to practice foundation building boxing more. You can build the foundation as soon as possible, so you can pull the cart for me."

Tu Fu glanced at him and said coldly: "I keep my word."

Then he left straight away, leaving behind Ma San who was even more regretful. Ma San Youxin and Fa Ren said something, but saw Fa Ren sitting cross-legged on the ground and directly opening the state of meditation, like a stone Buddha, and he couldn't say anything.

I could only watch Tu Fu walking to the back of the forest by the roadside. It seemed that I had been rushing for a day and had to keep some energy to practice boxing. Tu Fu walked very slowly.

But no matter how slow you walk, it will eventually disappear from Ma San's sight.

So what Ma San couldn't see, and what Fa Ren couldn't see was that Tu Fu suddenly ran away and picked up the woods with great speed. He cut down enough dry firewood, as if he would die if he was one step slower.

But Tu Fu did not go back directly, but piled up the firewood and slowed down again and wandered around the forest.

Until, he saw a plant.

A plant with clear records in the toxicology medical book passed down by his family.

"That's the only one..."
Chapter completed!