My martial spirit in Douluo is Kunpeng

"Coming towards me?"

On a dirt road to the east, Tang Shi wiped the sweat from his forehead and looked at the black eagle swooping over with a strange look on his face.

In the blink of an eye, the black hawk fell on the dirt road in front of him, his head was stuffed into the dirt road, his wings flapped twice, his hind legs kicked off, and he stopped moving.

Tang Shi scratched his head, walked over, grabbed Black Eagle's feet, and lifted it up twice. Fortunately, Black Eagle's head was not deep into the ground, so it was easily lifted out.

"Isn't this also my golden finger?" Tang Shi thought about it and felt that it was possible.

It was noon every time Black Eagle flew over, and he was almost always at home at noon, taking a nap, and only went out for a walk around the afternoon.

He made a decision yesterday to become stronger in order to survive better in the future, so he just went out to exercise today. After running all morning, he felt tired.

"Leave home tomorrow and try again." Tang Shi thought to herself, carrying the black eagle delivered to her door, and trotted home.

On the west hill, there is a blacksmith meat and poultry shop.

Gudong Gudong~

In a large pot, boiling water was boiling and steaming out.

"Dad, the eagle went east." Tang San had a strange look on his face. Neither Fang nor Tian was holding the firewood in his hand.

At this time every day, Tang San would prepare to boil water half an hour in advance, and wait for the black eagle to land outside the yard. He would go over to pick up the corpse, pluck the hair, remove the internal organs, and air-dry it.

"How is it possible? How is it possible? It shouldn't be?" Tang Hao also looked surprised.

In the past two years and more than 700 days, Tang Hao was surprised at first that the eagle was stupid, and then wondered if there was something wrong with the stone. After checking it dozens of times, there was no problem, and he began to feel numb.

It didn’t cost any money anyway, he could pick up meat every day and exchange it for wine money, so he didn’t bother to think about it.

Day after day, year after year, Tang Hao, Tang San, Tang Shi, and the villagers of Shenghun Village have become accustomed to an eagle coming to reincarnate and end its life as a bird when it is full and has nothing to do.

Tang Hao smiled bitterly and shook his head, decadence appeared in his eyes, and said: "Go out and call Xiao Shi back, let's start dinner."

Since Black Eagle didn't come to the blacksmith shop to reincarnate, he didn't bother to think about why he didn't come. Anyway, there were more than two hundred dried birds hanging on the eaves.

"Okay, Dad." Tang San put down the firewood and before he walked out the door, he saw Tang Shi trotting over carrying a black hawk.

"Xiao Shi, we're here for dinner." Tang San called, with a strange look on his face.

"Here we come." Tang Shi trotted into the house, leaving Black Eagle behind Tang San. He opened the cupboard, took out three large bowls, and walked towards the stove.

"Xiao Shi, where did this Black Eagle come from?" Tang San asked doubtfully, a guess coming to his mind.

Tang Hao drank rice wine, thoughtfully.

Tang Shi said while serving rice: "I picked it up on the road."

"Oh, well, no wonder the black eagle flies eastward." Tang San nodded, came to the cauldron, put the black eagle into the boiling water, soaked it, and began to pluck its hair skillfully.

Since Black Eagle delivers goods to his door every day, Tang Hao has not been short of money. The furniture at home has been replaced and repaired, and the food has become better, and he has meat every meal.

Tang Shi and Tang San were about three years old. Even though they looked like children, they were already about one meter tall, about the same height as four or five-year-old children in the village, and they were also very strong.

With four dishes and one soup, Tang Shi picked up the rice and quickly thought about what to exercise next to achieve a balance.

It's impossible to run all the time, otherwise your legs will be too much.

Soon, he came up with an exercise method that suited him very well.

"One hundred push-ups every day, one hundred sit-ups every day, one hundred squats every day, and ten kilometers of running every day. Saitama, the bald devil, persevere. Maybe I can break through the world's limiter and become invincible." Tang Shi thought secretly and reached out to touch his hair.

It's a pity that hair may have to say goodbye in the future.

After finishing the meal and washing the dishes, Tang Shi walked out of the house and started her daily exercise in the afternoon.

After doing 100 push-ups, start doing 100 sit-ups. After doing 100 sit-ups, start doing squats.

After finishing a hundred squats, Tang Shi scratched his head. At this time, he felt that his body was still the same as before, and his physical strength was still strong, without any symptoms of soreness, fatigue, or weakness.

"Am I still a child's body?" Tang Shi asked himself. He looked at his hands. There was a little mud on his ten fingers, but nothing else.

The abundant physical strength told Tang Shi that his body was definitely not simple. It was just that he had abundant physical strength, and his body was still that of a child, so he couldn't use much strength. He still needed to continue to exercise, consume physical strength, and increase his physical strength.

Without thinking much, Tang Shi started a ten-kilometer long run.

After the ten-kilometer run, he began to do a hundred sit-ups, a hundred push-ups, and a hundred squats, repeating back and forth.

The night was very long, and the barking of dogs in the village sounded from time to time, reaching Tang Shi's ears. He looked out the window with firm eyes. The stars were dotted, flickering brightly and dimly. The stars vaguely formed the shape of a fish, and then changed into the shape of a bird.

Time flies, spring goes and autumn comes, and in the blink of an eye, two years have passed.

noon.

On a mountain road, a boy with short light blue hair and light blue eyes walked lightly. The stone in front blocked the road. Tang Shi was like strolling in the garden, jumping lightly and stepping over.

Howl~

An eagle cry echoed through the sky, and a black eagle swooped down.

Tang Shi glanced at it lightly, stopped, reached out and took out an apple from his light green pocket, took a bite, and the sweet and sour taste filled his mouth.

The black hawk stuck straight into the soil, kicked off its hind legs, and stopped moving.

Tang Shi walked over with an apple in his mouth, pulled out the black hawk casually, and said: "Xiao San, set up a fire, I will make you some roasted wings."

In the distance, Tang San, who was sitting cross-legged, twitched the corners of his mouth slightly and said, "I am your brother, don't call me mistress, call me brother."

"Yes, yes, I understand, mistress, start the fire." Tang Shi said perfunctorily, carrying the black eagle to a stream, and began to plucking its feathers skillfully.

The water in the stream was crystal clear, and several small fish one inch long swam over, looking at the little boy on the stream with their big eyes without blinking.

"Go, go, I won't eat you, you are too young." Tang Shi splashed in the water, and the little fish swam away in fright, but soon they gathered around again, looking at Tang Shi unblinkingly with a pair of big eyes.

"Mistress, do you have a pot? We'll have dinner later." Tang Shi said calmly without turning around.

"I didn't bring it, go get it yourself." Tang San said angrily, put down the firewood, took out the fire stick, and started to light the fire.

After disposing of the black hawk's body, Tang Shi came to the fire, skillfully picked up the kitchen knife, and cut off the black hawk's wings.

Two pairs of wings were left behind, and the remaining parts were thrown away and fell into the stream. Tang poetry said with emotion: "There is a fish in the North Ming Dynasty, and its name is Kun. Kun is so big that it cannot be stewed in a pot, and it turns into a bird, and its name is Peng." , Peng Zhida needs two barbecue grills, one secret, one mildly spicy, and a bottle of snowflakes, let’s bravely go to the end of the world.”