In Fang Tian's previous life, in the Sahara Desert, there was a little thing called a gerbil. Before the dry season, they would accumulate a large amount of grass roots to survive the next period when food was impossible or difficult to come by.
day.
This is a normal phenomenon.
What's abnormal is that they spend almost all their time frantically looking for grass roots, from morning to night, and from night to morning. What people can't understand is why they have to save so much. They are so far away
They eat endless amounts of food, even five or ten times what they actually need, and after every dry season, they have to work hard to clean out the rotten grass roots from the holes.
This is a complete idiot.
Fang Tian could understand.
Now, he feels a bit like a gerbil.
——No matter how relaxed he usually behaves, only he knows that deep in his heart is always filled with an uncertain anxiety.
He doesn't know if his "dry season" will come, nor when it will come, nor when it will end, nor even if he can wait until the day it ends.
Then all he can do is, like a gerbil, desperately saving food (power) for himself, even if this kind of savings turns out to be unnecessary.
When a person's vision cannot penetrate his own future, the only way to be responsible for himself is to work hard, work hard, and work hard again!
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: "Work hard, fool!" Then he would clear his mind and meditate, put aside everything during the day, and enter meditation with the most selfless devotion.
Meditation lasts all night.
Until the next day, he was a young man who talked and laughed.
But this is not enough.
Fang Tian felt that even a whole night of meditation could not make him feel like he was trying his best. He had to find some more ways to devote himself to it.
Only by trying your best can you forget your love.
Only by forgetting emotions can the whole body and mind be melted and refined.
After processing the medicinal materials, Fang Tian conducted four experiments to determine the ratio of ingredients for the decoction that could be used temporarily. To achieve the best effect, it was necessary to fine-tune it step by step during use. But now, it is barely enough
I can handle it now.
After a night of soaking, Fang Tian, who had completely recovered his freedom of movement, felt refreshed and full of strength.
Then, he started his rampage plan.
Fang Tian chose the bamboo forest as the location.
In fact, the bamboo forest is not a very good place and does not meet Fang Tian's ideal terrain conditions. But at present, he does not have a better choice.
Little Loli was playing on the swing with a group of other little guys, and there were also some little ones digging bamboo shoots or catching bamboo rats.
After reaching the depths of the bamboo forest, without any preparation, Fang Tian started running directly, from slow to fast, and then gradually released the elemental induction and unfolded the elemental manipulation.
The elemental induction allows him to close his eyes and know the entire environment, including the terrain and the position of each bamboo, while the manipulation of the wind element allows his speed to rise again and again until it reaches the peak he can reach.
Then the long peak continues.
His body is like lightning. In one second, he can reach more than 40 meters and make countless twists and turns. Every time he makes a turn, he must be extremely clever and control his body to dodge accurately. Otherwise, he will
You will have a very intimate contact with bamboo.
In the first five minutes or so, Fang Tian did it perfectly.
But this kind of perfection can't bring him anything. What Fang Tian wants now is not perfection, but imperfection. Yes, perfection is just a performance, while imperfection is a kind of training.
When he gradually changes from being handy to being less handy, until every twist and turn becomes a difficult control and a thrilling dodge for him, his elemental sensing, elemental manipulation, and physical and mental reactions can
Gradually it begins to merge.
But it is obvious that this integration will not be achieved overnight. It will be destined to be a long process like the spring breeze melting the cold earth.
In this process, Fang Tian was also destined to...
boom!
In the bamboo forest, a UFO slammed into a bamboo as thick as a bowl.
The next moment, the bamboo branches trembled violently, and the UFO flew backwards violently.
"Ah!" Fang Tian hissed in pain.
"Little friend, are you okay?" Shajia appeared in front of Fang Tian like a ghost.
"It's okay. Senior, you don't have to worry about me. As the saying goes, 'collision is healthier'." Fang Tian gasped and shook his head and said to Sharjah. Then he stood up again and started to accelerate from slow to fast.
Collision is healthier? What kind of saying is this! Sha Jia recalled this strange saying in a funny way, but looking at Fang Tian's figure walking through the bamboo forest, he didn't feel funny at all.
Then the next moment, there was another "Bang!"
Next, for most of the morning, in Sharjah's ears, "Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!" was almost constantly heard.
With each bang, Sharjah even felt his heart trembling.
Is this the secret why a genius like you reached level four so early?
Sharjah's expression was calm and his eyes were deep.
I have never heard of anyone practicing magic like this. In Sharjah's opinion, this little apprentice who had just been promoted to level 4 showed a resilience that surprised him. - My little friend, he should have been unable to hold on for a long time.
of.
When the sun was close to the middle of the day, when Fang Tianzhen really "couldn't hold it any longer," his chest, arms, palms, and backs of his hands were already covered in bruises, which looked extremely scary.
"Little friend, are you really okay?" Sharjah twitched the corner of his mouth.
Fang Tian grinned at him and smiled with difficulty.
Almost all his energy, from body to spirit, has been completely drained, and now he truly can't even move a little finger. Pain, soreness, numbness, itching, and tiredness are all mixed together, like thousands of
It was like tens of thousands of ants crawling in his body.
During today's run, the first thing he felt was powerless was his body. This was normal. Compared with mental control, the movement and steering of the body were naturally unbearably clumsy. Later, he could no longer move simply with his feet.
When he moved, he almost moved through the bamboo forest with half physical strength and half transportation.
At that time, mental control became doubly difficult, and the body became as heavy as a mountain.
Sharjah took Fang Tian back and put him into the large wooden barrel filled with decoction that had been prepared in the morning. Only his head was exposed. Then, almost in a moment, Sharjah saw Fang Tian falling into a deep sleep.