The purple-haired pig was a little confused. It stared with its small black bean-like eyes and shook its head vigorously. It still didn't understand what was going on.
Not far away, Rong Jian looked helpless. He glared at Fu who was laughing wildly, then picked up a stone and threw it hard at the purple-haired pig.
This practice is just to provoke the pig to get really angry so that the purple hair on its body can be ejaculated... Well, there is nothing wrong with teasing.
"Hmph!"
Finally, the attention shifted to its enemy. The purple-haired pig grunted angrily, dug the ground with its feet, and charged with all its strength again!
In fact, with a purple-haired pig's sturdy body, if it really hits a person's body, the powerful impact force will definitely cause great harm to the person.
Unfortunately, its mind was slow to react and it could only charge forward with all its might, making it no match for its nimbler enemies. Not to mention humans, even small, fast-moving animals could easily toy with it.
Before dodging this time, Rong Jian specifically chose a good position and stood in front of another tree, and the purple-haired pig followed his thoughts without any hesitation and rammed into it fiercely.
The purple-haired pig was angry when it hit the tree, and used even more force. The branches and leaves of the tree swayed in disorder, and cracks appeared on the trunk of the tree, almost breaking.
The purple-haired pig's feet were a little erratic, and the pig's head was placed on the ground, taking two deep breaths.
After it recovered a little, it got up again and hummed at Rong Jian, "Damn human, bear the wrath of Master Pig!"
The purple-haired pig suddenly opened its mouth, took a deep breath and held it, all the hair on its body stood up, and it took big strides towards Rong Jian.
When it gets close to the enemy, it will shoot out the purple hairs on its body and turn the hateful human into a sieve full of holes!
After understanding the intention of the purple-haired pig, Rong Jian's eyes lit up, and then he suppressed the excitement in his heart and retreated a long distance.
With his current strength, he couldn't take the Purple Hair Pig's flying purple hair shots. Even a single one could penetrate him. So he could only choose to dodge. Fortunately, the Purple Hair Pig couldn't control itself freely when it was holding back its ultimate move. When the time was up, it would shoot.
At the moment Rong Jian withdrew, the upright purple hairs suddenly broke away from the purple-haired pig's body and shot out in all directions.
“Swoosh!”
There was a sound of purple hair cutting through the wind and falling down, but Rong Jian was unharmed.
On Fu's side, a scream suddenly rang out: "Ahhhhhhh!"
The sharp cry of the weapon spirit fell into Rong Jian's ears, making his heart tighten. He hurriedly looked in the direction of Fu, moved his feet, and wanted to rush over.
But after seeing the situation over there clearly, Rong Jian's mouth twitched. He felt that worrying about Fu was simply... a waste of emotion!
"Oh, bunny, what's wrong with you? Bunny, get up and cry!" Fu used her little hands to pull the ears of the little rabbit covered in blood, who was accidentally injured by the purple-haired pig Zihao and lost his life... and cried.
Rong Jian was stunned. She seemed to be really sad about the dead rabbit. Why not wait until he dealt with this purple-haired pig and then help her catch another one?
"Wow, Rabbit, if you die, who will be my mount? I'm so sad..." Fu clutched her heart, the more she thought about it, the sadder she felt. She had finally caught a rabbit to use as a mount, and even spent so much effort to tame it, but this thing was too fragile...
Rong Jian: “???” You’re really wasting your feelings… Bah, next time I’ll never believe you, a heartless thing! I won’t believe you even if I die!
Ignoring Fu's heartless wails, Rong Jian shifted his attention back to the purple-haired pig.
The round of attacks did not hurt Rong Jian at all. The purple-haired pig was not discouraged at all. It held its breath again, spread its four hooves and rushed forward, launching another round of purple-haired attacks.
Rong Jian pursed his lips, turned around and ran with big strides, firstly to avoid the attack of the purple-haired pig, and secondly to provoke it to chase him.
This is the way to deal with the purple-hair pig and collect purple hair. Make it angry, then maintain a speed that the purple-hair pig cannot catch up with, hang it, and make it contribute all its materials.
When the purple hair is exhausted, the pig will die of exhaustion, and the pork will generally be collected and sold to places like restaurants and teahouses.
Rong Jian patiently hung the pig, but he didn't notice that Fu was wailing and drawing patterns on the ground with his hands stained with rabbit blood.
The blood-colored line formed a strange suddenness on the ground. After Fu withdrew his hand, a red light flashed and then disappeared without a trace.
She smiled silently, then stopped crying. She floated up from the ground, flew over to Rong Jian at an extremely fast speed, and landed on his shoulder. "Little Jianjian, I still feel safe sitting here with you."
Rong Jian's mouth twitched, and he really wanted to ask, am I just a mount to you?
He turned his head back and looked at the distance between himself and the purple-haired pig. He narrowly dodged a round of purple-haired arrows and continued to run wildly.
In this situation, he didn't care what Fu thought of him. His strength at the first level of body forging was too low. He had to run as fast as he could to avoid being hit and ensure that the purple-haired pig couldn't catch up with him.
If he had not insisted on exercising and building up his endurance before practicing, he would not have been able to persist until now.
Hearing Rong Jian's heavy breathing, Fu raised her eyebrows and glanced at him.
Speaking of which, the kid was quite hardworking, running to this forest alone, facing danger head-on, holding his breath to become stronger and prove himself...
His goal is to defeat Yu Bie Liu, to defeat her. Wow, how great!
Feeling emotional, Fu shook his head and said, "The Five Elements interplay, and the key is continuity. You can try practicing the technique while fighting."
Rong Jian's movements faltered, and he was almost hit by the purple hair. He gathered his strength and ran, asking Fu, "When others practice their skills, they always choose a safe place to meditate and concentrate, for fear of being interrupted, causing their spiritual power to be diverted and causing them to go astray..."
You are different. When you teach others to practice martial arts in battle, aren't you afraid that they will die on the spot if they are not paying attention?
He was running now, with a purple-haired pig following closely behind him. It would shoot a round of purple-haired arrows at any opportunity, wanting to shoot him into a sieve at any time.
It's working now... He's still young and doesn't want to die early!
"Tsk..." Fu shook her head. "Young man, don't be blinded by those inherent things. They said you had no spiritual roots and would never be able to cultivate in your lifetime. Now, what about you? Is the spiritual power in your body fake?"
Hearing this, Rong Jian was speechless for a moment. He used to think that without spiritual roots, he would never be able to embark on the path of cultivation. Later, Fu saved him.
Maybe he should trust her a little and give it a try? After this thought came to him, Rong Jian fell silent.
He suddenly had an intuition that if he continued to stay with Fu, sooner or later he would become a madman!
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