Chapter 1263

Xiao Bing has been practicing on the mountain for several days, and every day he suffers pain that ordinary people can't bear. Every day, both physically and mentally, he is tortured repeatedly as if he were in purgatory. However, just because of this, all aspects of him are equivalent to constantly being tempered, just like the monkey king in the gossip stove of the Supreme Lord, only when he really withstands the tempering of true fire can he really break his cocoon and become a butterfly.

Five days later, Xiao Bing obviously felt that his spiritual strength and physical toughness had increased significantly, and he began to improve his strength level. However, there was still some distance from the great fullness level in the middle of the Tianzun. Even if Xiao Bing finally reached the great fullness level in the middle of the Tianzun, and wanted to compete with a strong person above the middle of the Tianzun, it was a matter of a narrow escape, However, Xiao Bing was confident to fight with his mental strength and physical toughness during this period.

On the first day, Xiao Bing was only able to stay on the volcano for a few hours. After all, Xiao Bing's height is different from that when he was with erhuo at the beginning, and the pain he suffered is doubled. Therefore, a few hours are completely beyond human endurance, and Xiao Bing's will has already reached the non-human level.

The next day, Xiao Bing insisted for another hour than the previous day.

On the third day, Xiao Bing stayed on the volcano for most of the day.

On the fifth day, Xiao Bing stayed on the volcano for the first time for a full day. He didn't start to go down until night, and then continued to sleep in a position he found near the river on the first day. In fact, he slept on a pile of grass buttresses.

Now Xiao Bing doesn't go far away to find restaurants and hotels every night. Directly, the sky is the quilt and the ground is the bed. He eats roast fish and drinks river water.

On the evening of the fifth day, Xiao Bing caught two fish in the river, set up a fire and began to roast them. Just as he was about to roast a fish, he heard the voice of an old man from r country speaking in the distance: "mm-hmm, fragrant, fragrant!"

Xiao Bing looked at the source of the sound, but saw an old man from r country wearing rags and a pair of rag shoes coming here.

The old man looked as if he was more than 100 years old from a distance, but when he approached, he looked as if he was only 60 or 70 years old, but after all, he was an old man of his grandfather's generation. Even if the other party was a national R, Xiao Bing also showed great politeness. After all, the historical gratitude and resentment between countries is a national problem, and that's the problem of the country. It should be polite and magnanimous. Of course, it still depends on who is right, If it was for those militarists and those r people who did not recognize the history of aggression, Xiao Bing would not even take a look at it.

Xiao Bing smiled and said, "why did the old man come here so late?"

When the old man approached, he smiled and said, "is the young man Chinese?"

"Oh? How does the old man know?"

The old man laughed and said, "because of your address to me and the tone of your voice, I have lived for so many years. If I can't hear whether your tone is Chinese or native, I'll live in vain."

The old man was not polite, so he came directly over, sat down next to the campfire, rubbed his hands, looked at Xiao Bing, and asked in fluent Chinese, "young man, can you give me the roast fish you just baked? I'm hungry, and smelling your roast fish directly aroused the greedy insect in my stomach."

Very generous, he took the roasted fish off the fire shelf and handed it to the old man. The old man was not polite, so he took it directly, and then blew it. While eating, he said with admiration: "well, it's good, it seems that you young man has great experience in wild life, and the roasted fish is delicious."

Xiao Bing said with a smile, "I really have some experience. Old man, you are fluent in Chinese. I can't tell whether you are Chinese or r people."

The old man laughed and said, "I'm from r country, but I've been walking and seeing everywhere for so many years, and I've stayed in your China for a long time, so I learned a Chinese language."

"Oh?" Xiao Bing laughed, "I didn't expect the old man to be a Chinese expert!"

"Well, I not only know that I can speak your Chinese language, but I also like your Chinese history and culture, especially those scholars in your Chinese history, such as Li Bai and Du Fu. I think I can learn a lot from their poems."

Xiao Bing suddenly asked, "what does the old man think of modern history?"

The old man looked up at Xiao Bing and suddenly smiled, "young man, you want to know my view on the history of invasion of China?"

Xiao Bing laughed and said, "the old man is really smart. I just want to ask about it."

"History cannot be changed, nor can it be erased. It is a foolish act for the rulers to want to modify this history."

Xiao Bing's eyes lit up. Although Xiao Bing had thought that the old man might have some good feelings for China before, he didn't expect that the old man seemed to be very clear in this regard, so the r country was not all bad people. The man he knew was very good, and the man in front of him was also very reasonable.

The old man continued, "in fact, there is no need to deny that history, but when a country is strong and prosperous, it is always inevitable to want to expand, so we should be tolerant, isn't it?"

Xiao Bing frowned, his eyes also cooled down, and said seriously, "if the old man thinks so, then I can only ask the old man to leave."

The old man laughed and said, "young man, I met you when I passed here the day before yesterday. I saw that you must climb the mountain every day, and you will climb to the extreme height of the volcano. The temperature there is hot. Even if ordinary people stand there for ten seconds, they may suffocate, but you can sit there for a day. I have never seen a person with perseverance and physical quality like you in my life. You should be a martial artist in China?"

Xiao Bing looked at the old man with some vigilance and asked, "how do you know?"

Xiao Bing wanted to see some flaws, but he couldn't see the slightest breath of martial arts from the old man. It made Xiao Bing feel completely ordinary.

The old man smiled and said, "maybe you didn't pay attention, or maybe you were too tired every day, so you didn't notice me at the foot of the mountain. After I met you, I would fish near the river every time and wait for you to go down the mountain. To be honest, I've been curious about new things all my life, especially in your China, I've met several martial arts practitioners, so I'll wait for you here and have a good chat with you."

Xiao Bing said coldly, "I don't know what to talk about with the old man, and I don't know what the old man's words have to do with the history I said. I don't hide it from you, I used to be a Chinese soldier. The old man even took this indifferent attitude towards the history of aggression for granted, which I can't accept."

The old man laughed and said, "what's right, what's wrong? This is not what I pursue in my life. I don't think aggression and expansion is right, and I don't think there's anything wrong, young man. Because we stand in different positions, and we are different countries, you can not respect my opinion, because if you respect my statement, you are equivalent to treason."

Xiao Bing sneered and asked, "aggression should never be beautified. It will be the people of the aggrieved country who suffer, and the massacre should not be beautified. Those should be remembered by history, and that is a lesson of blood“

The old man smiled and said, "maybe what you said is right. I won't deny you."

Hearing what the old man said, Xiao Bing's anger was dissipated.

The old man continued to smile and said, "I'm not a politician, militarist, or ambitious. Even I'm still making friends with you in China, so there is no fundamental conflict between us in this regard. It's just that our countries are different and their positions are different, but I have no opinion on what you say. We should not beautify aggression, nor should we whitewash massacres."

Xiao Bing shrugged his shoulders and said, "now I can allow you to continue sitting here, and even eat another roast fish later."

The old man laughed and said, "well, young people are soft hearted. It's not easy to know that it's not easy for an old man like me, and you have to give me another fish to eat, but the fish you roasted is really delicious."

As he spoke, the old man gulped the roast fish in his hand, which was not so hot.

Xiao Bing strung two roast fish on a fork and then put them on the fire.

The old man said, "young man, tell me, if you practice Kung Fu on the volcano every day, aren't you afraid of the heat? You won't be like this fish... Roasted? Hahaha. If you're roasted, you don't have to be so delicious."

The old man quickly ate the fish and sucked his fingers at this time. Although he was a lot of age, he had a good look on his face.

Xiao Bing said, "the most important thing for martial artists is strong perseverance. As long as they can make progress, I think everything can be overcome except death."

"Oh, you're really good. I admire you." When the old man spoke, his eyes were still staring at the roast fish on the campfire.

Xiao Bing smiled and said, "old man, your performance is really like a foodie."

"What is it like being a foodie? I'm a foodie!"

Xiao Bing laughed and suddenly thought that he hadn't asked the old man's name, so he immediately stretched out his hand and said, "my name is Xiao Bing, old man, what's your name?"

The old man reached out, shook hands with Xiao Bing, and then said, "my name is zuokawa Watanabe, young man, nice to meet you. What's your name now... Oh, now it's a good friend!"

After the old man finished speaking, he stared at the roast fish on the campfire, rubbing his hands and looking at it with his eyes shining.

Xiao Bing reluctantly said with a wry smile, "you have been observing me by the river these days, because I roast fish every night?"