Reflect the world

Chapter 439 Practice (Part [-])
Looking at that crystal jade bone, Tang Xuanming's spirit vibrated, and the excitement in his heart was a little hard to restrain.

The old patriarch didn't know the origin of the jade bone, Tang Xuan knew it clearly.

That is the first part of the original true explanation, the supreme magic skill that makes even the immortal king-level powers move their hearts.

The original true interpretation of the whole article can even make people practice to the quasi-immortal emperor, and it is the most unique and supreme magical skill in this world.

The old patriarch took out the jade bone, but he didn't mean to let a group of people realize it.

Now this group of brats have not learned much, and the foundation is too weak.

It's as if children who have just entered elementary school show them the theory of relativity, but they can't understand it no matter what.

The life in the tribe was simple and pure, Tang Xuanming just stayed there quietly without much excitement.

He practiced his fists and kicks with the adult hunters in the village every morning to learn hunting techniques, and then spent most of the morning listening to the old patriarch Shi Yunfeng explain the original truth.

The afternoon is free time for most children, but Tang Xuanming stayed silently in the stone house or in the corner of the tribe, using the bone patterns taught to him by the old patriarch Shi Yunfeng to mobilize the power of God's robbery.

A long time ago, Tang Xuanming got the Heavenly Tribulation Light from his childhood.

But without the corresponding bone pattern foundation in this world, he can only mobilize the most superficial power of the sky Jieguang more often, and there is no way to truly bring this supreme technique to its peak.

And now, he has such an opportunity.

Tang Xuanming was not as arrogant as in previous worlds, he blended into the small mountain village in a low-key way.

Meditating and practicing kung fu every day, learning bone inscriptions, I can't be more obedient.

It's almost like a bear kid with a sex change.

During this period, his strength also improved like a rocket.

The main body is spraying essence all the time, and if he doesn't stay in this world for one more day, his blood will swell for one day.

The primitive mountain forest is dense, and the dense leaves make the forest not see the slightest light, full of shade.

All kinds of poisonous insects and beasts like this dark environment the most. Among the dead leaves piled up several feet high, rustling sounds can be heard from time to time.

Colorful venomous snakes move quickly on it, occasionally revealing scales and half claws, which makes people nervous.

"Roar!"

A roar like thunder came from the depths of the dense forest, causing rolling stones to fall from the sparsely forested stone mountain.

Tang Xuanming's figure was like lightning, although he was less than one meter tall, he looked weak and immature.

But the power in his body was surging and surging, and after only staying in the tribe for more than ten days, his strength had already exceeded ten thousand catties.

"arrive!"

His eyes were sharp, staring at a nest on the top of a cliff.

There is a pile of rocks and thick trees in the middle of the cliff, and through the golden sunlight, you can see the white eggshells shining in it.

Tang Xuanming is like a nimble ape, climbing quickly on the cliff.

A pile of huge skeletons were scattered at the bottom of the cliff, which seemed to be held here by some kind of raptor, and after eating the flesh and blood, they were thrown from the top of the cliff.

Tang Xuanming has been here many times and is very familiar with this place.

He used the protruding stones on the cliff to climb up.

pat!

A pair of tiny hands suddenly protruded from the side of the bird's nest made of huge stones and branches. With a sudden force in the hands, a small person jumped from below.

Tang Xuanming, who looked like he was three or four years old, stood by the nest, with five eggs the size of an adult's head. The corners of his mouth couldn't help grinning, showing a smile.

He glanced at the high altitude in the distance, but he didn't find the owner of the nest, the flamingo. He suddenly relaxed, and he was not polite. He directly picked up a bird's egg half the size of his body, and gently touched it with his fingers. A big hole was created by pecking, and the rich life essence gushed out from it.

"Hey, I'm starving to death these days."

He lifted up the huge bird egg and drank all the egg liquid in it.

He felt a huge life energy rushing down from his throat and sinking into his stomach.

The powerful stomach peristalsis, like two huge grinding discs, grinds all the life force, and then merges into Tang Xuanming's body.

Tang Xuanming's exposed skin instantly turned red, which was caused by the impact of the huge life energy.

"Huh, it's really comfortable!"

In just a quarter of an hour, Tang Xuanming completely digested the flamingo egg. He let out a long breath, clenched his fist instinctively, and felt that the power in his body was being stimulated by the power from the outside world, further growing.

"Huh, come again, such opportunities are rare."

Heaved a sigh of relief, and after taking a slow rest for a while, Tang Xuanming took out another bird egg.

Continuing with the previous actions, according to his observations in the past few days, the flamingos that went out to hunt will not return until the afternoon, leaving him with a lot of time.

He has not lived in the tribe for a long time, but Tang Xuanming has already felt the hardship of the tribe.

In the wilderness, hunting is difficult, and there is never enough meat. After giving priority to the strong hunters, children don't enjoy much.

Unless Tang Xuanming can show his innate ability, like the little Huang Tiandi, who has already learned the bone pattern at a very young age, otherwise Tang Xuanming's salary will not be too high.

Tang Xuanming didn't want to make it too special. It would be fine if this was an ordinary small tribe, but there was such an existence as Liu Shen in the tribe.

Tang Xuanming didn't want to go directly to the sky in one step, and his performance was too special.

He needs a slow period of time to change his image in the minds of everyone in the tribe little by little.

"call!"

In the blink of an eye, Tang Xuanming ate four of the eggs. He glanced at the last one, and there was already faint crimson energy flowing in the egg, which indicated that the life conceived in this egg would come soon.

After taking a look, Tang Xuanming let out a long breath.

"You are lucky!"

With his toes lightly touching the rock wall, Tang Xuanming fell off the cliff like an arrow that had left the string.

The life of the Great Wilderness follows the oldest inheritance, survival of the fittest.

It is often the cruelest predator of the jungle, but naturally there is always a glimmer of life left in the cruelest time.

Every life has meaning to live.

If all the offspring of the flamingo are eaten by Tang Xuanming, a crazy flamingo will appear in the nearby forest. For Shicun, which is not far from here, a crazy flamingo is also a big threat .

After leaving a life, what the flamingo has to do is not to seek revenge, but to move.

……

"Wow!"

Hiding in the shadows of the trees, it has become an instinct for the fetish to display his supernatural powers to the extreme. Tang Xuanming blends perfectly with the surrounding environment, without any flaws being exposed.

At noon, when the sun was at its strongest, the flamingos seemed to sense something was wrong and returned early.

When he saw the four empty and fragmented eggs in the nest, the flamingo with a wingspan of more than ten feet and thorny red scales all over the body let out a scream like piercing gold and cracking stones.

Tang Xuanming felt severe pain in both ears, and there were two streams of blood in his nostrils for no reason.

But he stared at the flamingo without blinking. The huge flamingo pounced frantically on the top of the cliff, and countless gravels splashed.

The crimson flames burned silently on the mountain peak, even igniting stones that could not be burned at all.

After nearly two hours of madness, the flamingo gradually calmed down with its scarlet eyes. It frantically patrolled the surrounding forest, but found no trace.

After finally letting out a shrill scream, he flapped his wings and left with the only remaining egg in his claws.

(End of this chapter)