A mortal asks the heavens: I want to become an immortal

Qingfeng looked at the picture and saw a child holding a wooden stick, stirring the water into a waterspout in a very cool posture, and finally led the water into the tank.

If Qingfeng had magic power or great strength, this would not be a difficult task. Unfortunately, he is now like a child, short and weak, which is embarrassing.

But he looked around, and there was endless darkness all around, and there were fierce cries from countless monsters and demons.

Only here is the safest, he still has a lot of things to do, and he doesn't want to die like this, so he can only follow the pattern that appeared.

Once, twice, three times...

It is always easier to see than to do, no matter how he practices, it is just a waste of effort.

He wanted to give up, but when he thought that he still had so many things to do, he could only continue.

In another place, the monk turned into a child. In front of him was a huge rock that was a hundred feet high, and in front of him was a wooden stick. A voice said, let him use the wooden stick to knock the huge rock into fine powder.

The monk was dumbfounded when he heard this and almost fainted.

Where Kui Niu was, he turned into a newly born calf. There was also a wooden stick and a piece of land in front of him.

A voice said, let it dig a big pit in this piece of land with a radius of 100 feet.

Kui Niu collapsed on the ground, his eyes full of disbelief.

Prisoner Dragon also turned into a child. There was also a wooden stick in front of him. There was a big tree in front of him, which was more than ten feet thick.

The voice told it to chop down the tree with the wooden stick...

The four people were forced to move.

Qingfeng had a tenacious heart since he was a child, otherwise he would not have chopped trees for eight years.

Soon he calmed down and started practicing according to the prompt.

Time passed quickly, and in a blink of an eye it was a year.

At this moment, Prisoner Dragon had given up. It lay on the ground and slept soundly. It was too tired, and the big tree was just a three-foot gap made by him.

Qingfeng was still working hard. At this moment, he roared, and a water dragon soared into the sky. It was stirred by his stick and finally fell into the water tank, filling the water tank and overflowing with water.

Qingfeng was very happy to see this scene, just as happy as when he cut down the big tree with a knife.

At this moment, the water tank suddenly broke apart, and then the scenery in front of him changed. A huge waterfall appeared in front of him, and he stood under the waterfall.

The voice said again, use the stick to make the water flow back.

Then another pattern appeared, asking him to follow it.

Qingfeng's greatest characteristic is that he can persist, which is also the secret of his success. m.

So he didn't complain or doubt, and started to do it.

Three years passed like this.

Kuiniu looked at the half-finished task in front of him and sighed: "It seems that my character is still not enough." Then it sat down, did not move the stick again, but began to recall all the things he had practiced over the years.

At the same time, Qingfeng swung his big stick up into the sky, stirring up the entire waterfall and going against the sky.

The scene in front of him changed, and a giant wolf ten feet tall appeared in front of him.

Another scene came, that was a picture of a man holding a stick and killing a giant wolf.

Qingfeng knew that this was a difficult task, but with the training of fetching water and waterfalls, it was much easier for him to perform the stick method.

However, the giant wolf had thick skin and flesh and was very resistant to beating, and it had tremendous strength. Qingfeng swung his stick up, but after resisting twice, he was bitten by the giant wolf and bitten into several pieces.

Qingfeng was shocked, but the next moment, he turned into a child again, and was intact. This made Qingfeng very excited.

He picked up the big stick, glared, and rushed up again.

Seven years passed in a blink of an eye.

The monk saw the rock that he had cut off in half, and sighed: "Amitabha, good, good, I can't hold on any longer."

At this time, Qingfeng turned into a young man. He swept out with a stick and knocked the giant wolf away.

Then he hit the giant wolf with another stick, and his brain burst and died miserably.

The scene was changing, and a giant of a hundred feet appeared in front of him.

With it, countless stick changes and moves continued to appear and change in the sky.

Qingfeng snorted coldly and swung his stick at the giant.

A thousand years passed in the blink of an eye.

At this moment, the prisoner wanted to cry but had no tears. He had turned into a ten-foot-tall monster with wrinkles all over his face and body. He regretted coming here. He wanted to go out, but he didn't know if he could still go out alive.

Kui Niu lay on the ground, and he also regretted it. For this relic, he had guarded it for a thousand years, but in the end, he was trapped here for thousands of years.

Now he collapsed on the ground, without the strength to take a step.

He was sighing, if he had persisted at the beginning, would there be a different result.

Sanbao has become an old man with a white beard. Although he has no hair on his head, his beard has grown a lot.

He shook his head silently and said: "Buddha has mercy on me. I seem to see through everything, but it seems that I have seen nothing. The inner demon is dead but resurrected. Amitabha."

Qingfeng at this time is more and more vigorous. He was seen holding a wooden stick and fighting a giant beast that was thousands of feet tall.

With a loud bang, Qingfeng swung his stick down, the earth collapsed, the sky tore apart, and the giant beast was blown away by him.

At this moment, a golden man the same size as Qingfeng fell from the sky with a bang.

The golden man looked at Qingfeng and nodded and said, "Very good, very good, you did a good job."

Qingfeng looked at the man and said with a puzzled look, "Who are you?"

The man asked a question that was not answered, "Do you know what force is?"

Qingfeng was a little stunned. This was such a simple question, so he nodded.

The man asked Qingfeng to explain.

Qingfeng picked up the stick and hit the soil. A piece of gravel in it turned into powder in an instant.

He pointed at the powder and said, "This is force."

The giant looked at him and nodded again and said, "You are right, but not entirely right. You can understand everything in the world as force, but their trajectories are different, but you can use all of them."

At this time, the golden man sat cross-legged and asked Qingfeng to sit down again.

Then he began to tell Qingfeng about force, technique, and stick.

Qingfeng was amazed to hear his insights. Although he had great strength and excellent stick technique, he had never properly understood force.

The golden man told him that only by knowing force can one make good use of it.

If one uses force well, one can achieve unimaginable results with just a little effort.