After half an hour, Rong began to lose her strength, her arms and body began to tremble. When Rong saw Mu Bei still persisting, she immediately cheered up and continued to persevere. Mu Bei saw that the little girl was gritting her teeth and persisting, so he stopped.
"Sister, stop and rest for a while. Forcing yourself to practice will hurt your body." Rong then put down the stone stick in his hand. He began to breathe heavily. Like Mu Bei, his whole body was drenched in sweat, and his muscles were twitching and sore.
Mu Bei sat down and practiced breathing techniques. The pain in his body was immediately relieved and he slowly recovered. He picked up the kettle and took a big sip of water. When he turned around and handed it to Rong, the little girl was lying on the ground and couldn't even lift her arms. Mu Bei could only come to Rong's side, help her up and give her water.
"Brother, how did you recover so quickly? Is there some method you didn't teach me?" Rong asked weakly.
"After the sacrifice is over in the evening, I will teach you some skills so that you can quickly recover your strength." Mu Bei said with a smile.
Rong was now weak all over, and Mu Bei could only practice boxing beside him, waiting for Rong to recover. Two hours later, Rong finally regained some mobility.
Mu Bei said, "Let's go back and eat something. We have to wait in advance." As soon as she got home, Am saw Mu Bei supporting Rong. She hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "What's wrong with Rong? Is he injured? Where is he injured?" It seems that every old mother is the same, and likes to ask questions in a row.
Rong said weakly, "I'm not injured, I just got tired from the exercise." Mu Bei quickly stepped forward to change the subject, otherwise the old mother would definitely scold him again. Rong looked at Mu Bei with gratitude and thought to herself, "Second brother is really skilled at changing the subject."
"Am, the high sacrifice tonight requires formal attire. Are you ready?" Mu Bei asked.
If I wasn't waiting for you two, I would have gone to the square to wait. Come in and eat something.
After the two entered the house, each of them ate a large piece of meat and hurried to the square. When they arrived at the square, many people were already waiting.
All tribesmen must be present at the grand sacrifice, including those with weak legs and feet and those who cannot walk. Each totem warrior wears his own trophy to show his bravery and achievements. Each woman wears clothes sewn with colorful feathers to show her craftsmanship.
Only the children did not need to wear formal attire. The witch and the chief came out, marking the official start of the ceremony. No one became a totem warrior in this sacrifice. The reason was that the tribe was small and the population was too small.
As the witch danced, the beast drum kept shaking, and a great force descended. The eight beasts in front of the totem pole had their blood and energy instantly drained. As the witch waved her hand, energy flew toward the crowd. Mu Bei began to use the extreme breathing method to absorb a large amount of energy.
Mu Bei appeared in the consciousness space again. This time, Mu Bei learned his lesson. He kept circling around the jade pendant and observing it. After studying it for a long time, he came to the conclusion that it was just an ordinary jade pendant. The so-called immortal weapon was written in novels to fool people.
Mu Bei was about to take a bite and see what happened. Just as he was about to take a bite, he found that he was a consciousness. He once again simulated a palm to grab the jade pendant, but was once again ejected from the space.
Mu Bei saw that Rong had opened his eyes, and winked at Rong. The two quickly rushed to the training ground.
Mu Bei could feel his blood boiling and full of strength. When he came to the thousand-jin stone lock, he lifted it up easily with both hands, and Rong was stunned. When Mu Bei tried 1,500 jin, Rong was already shocked. He spread his legs and lifted up with both hands, and successfully lifted 1,500 jin.
Mu Bei didn't try, fearing to scare Rong. Mu Bei estimated that he could lift 1,800 kilograms.
Rong was surprised and said, "Second brother, how could your energy increase so much, almost more than doubled." Mu Bei smiled and said, "Isn't it normal?"
"Try how much strength you have gained." Rong came to the stone lock weighing 1,200 kilograms and lifted it without much effort.
Rong said without raising his hand: "The limit of 1500 should be barely enough." Rong looked at Mu Bei with a complicated look and said: "Brother Dao, you are stronger than me now, and you will become the most powerful totem warrior in our tribe in the future."
"The upper limit for a reserve warrior is three thousand kilograms. Father said that no one has been able to reach that for many years. You, second brother, can definitely do it. The stronger you are as a reserve warrior, the stronger you will be when you become a totem warrior."
Mu Bei saw that Rong was a little disappointed and said, "We brothers and sisters will become the strongest warriors in the tribe in the future. Little sister, let's work hard together." Rong's face was filled with fighting spirit again.
Mu Bei said seriously: "I will start teaching you boxing now." The two of them studied seriously and taught seriously. Soon, they could perform a complete set of boxing by themselves. Mu Bei adjusted the irregular movements and taught the formulas. Until the eldest brother Zhan came over.
As a result, Zhan was also attracted by the fierce and domineering Bajiquan. The three of them stopped only when Am came over with a wooden stick.
The whole winter seemed particularly long, and the hunting team could no longer go out hunting. It was difficult to go out because of the heavy snow. When spring came, Mu Bei's strength had reached more than 2,500 kilograms. The whole family was very happy when they knew about it.
Because his father was 2,500 jin back then and became a totem warrior. His father encouraged Mu Bei to sprint to 3,000 jin. Mu Bei made a request to his father, hoping that every time his father hunted a fierce beast, he could give him a pot of fierce beast blood, and his father readily agreed.
Mu Bei has now mastered Bajiquan to a certain level, especially the basic spear-holding style. Bajiquan was derived from spearmanship, so Mu Bei found a craftsman in the tribe and forged a stone spear, three meters long and as thick as a young man's arm.
The tribe mostly uses stone weapons, because stone weapons are harder and sharper than iron, and the tribe specially selects stones to make weapons.
"Brother, when are we going to sneak out?" Rong asked nervously.
The younger sister has been completely brainwashed by Mu Bei and has been pulled into his camp. Mu Bei said softly, "When the shift changes, that's when we go out. You keep an eye on her and don't miss the time."
Mu Bei had been planning for a long time, and today was finally going to be realized. His palms were already sweating from nervousness. Rong didn't seem to feel much. But when Mu Bei saw Rong's legs shaking, he knew that this girl was also nervous.
Mu Bei whispered, "Begin." The two quickly approached the gate of the plank road. They pushed hard at the same time and easily pushed the big stone door open. After the two went out, they closed the gate again and turned around and quickly went into the jungle next to them.
Rong had never been out of the house and was very curious about everything outside. Mu Bei had been out before, but his memory was damaged and he forgot the process.
It was the first time Mu Bei saw a primeval forest. Every tree here had a sense of heaviness, as if telling the rise and fall of history. Every tree had experienced countless years of wind and rain. The height of the trees seemed to reach the clouds. Mu Bei gestured with his arms. It would take at least two people to hug it, and this was not even the thickest one.
Rong shouted nervously, "Brother, look ahead." Mu Bei saw two free-range chickens approaching this side. This time, they were live free-range chickens. Mu Bei was still a little nervous, but soon calmed down.
Mu Bei smiled and said, "Look, little sister, I caught it for you."
Rong said excitedly, "Hurry up, second brother, they will run away soon."
Mu Bei approached carefully. The free-range chicken soon spotted Mu Bei, took a look at him, and then lowered its head to continue looking for food.
Mu Bei cursed, "How dare this fellow look down on me." Mu Bei did not move forward, but rushed forward with his spear. When the free-range chickens saw someone dare to provoke them, the two free-range chickens rushed forward directly.
Mu Bei was in a state of embarrassment. He didn't know whether to charge forward or turn around and run. In a flash, the walking chickens had already rushed in front of him. Mu Bei didn't care about any moves, he just swung his spear and swept across. With two puffs, the two walking chickens were swept away by the spear.
Mu Bei's real strength was close to three thousand kilograms. This time he swung the spear with all his strength, and the two running chickens crashed into the front of a locomotive, and were crushed above the chest.
Rong walked up, took Mu Bei's hand, shook it, and whispered, "Second brother, you are so awesome."
Mu Bei said arrogantly, "The free-range chicken is too weak. Let's find a place to hide the free-range chicken and take it away later."
The two continued to stroll along the edge of the forest, not daring to go too far or they would easily get lost. Mu Bei suddenly found a plant in front of him that looked very familiar. "Oh my god, this can't be a sweet potato! This is too exaggerated, with such big leaves and vines. The leaves are bigger than lotus leaves, and the vines are even thicker than a child's arm." Mu Bei was surprised.
Mu Bei grabbed the stone spear and started digging down. He dug half a meter deep along the rhizome, but he didn't see any sweet potato hair. Mu Bei was about to give up, but suddenly he remembered that he ate meat every day, and he instantly became energetic again. Rong asked doubtfully, "Second brother, are you going to dig a trap?"
Mu Bei responded awkwardly: "I'll try to see if the stone spear is sharp." Rong Xiao said with a curled mouth: "You are talking nonsense again." Mu Bei suddenly felt that the stone spear had pierced something. Although the sound was very small, Mu Bei's hearing still heard it. Mu Bei said excitedly: "Brother Rong will dig you a delicious meal."
Mu Bei dug nearly a meter deep and finally dug out five sweet potatoes, each weighing 40 to 50 kilograms. Mu Bei started to feel troubled when he saw the sweet potatoes. He didn't dare to try them easily. In the tribe, only certain fruits can be eaten, and no one dares to try other things easily. It is easy to be poisoned. The fruits in the tribe were all the result of experiments that killed many people.
Therefore, the tribe rarely has any vegetarian food except meat. The primeval forest is dangerous not only by ferocious beasts but also by plants.
Mu Bei found the punctured sweet potato, observed it for a while, and was ready to take a bite to try. Bei Rong pulled him away and said, "Brother, do you want to die? You dare to eat anything." Mu Bei lied, "I heard from others that this thing is not poisonous, so I'll take a small bite to try it out."
Rong still failed to convince Mu Bei, so Mu Bei licked it with his tongue first. It tasted a little sweet, so he took a bite. There was a fresh fragrance in his mouth immediately, which was very different from the sweet potatoes he had eaten in his previous life, but he could still taste the sweet potato flavor.
Mu Bei took one bite and stopped eating, waiting to see if he would be poisoned. Rong looked at Mu Bei nervously.