The white skeleton's bloody eyes flashed. He looked at Wu Tie up and down. After a while, he whispered: "Can I let you practice... Can't you practice? Haha, everything can become a saint, it's just a quick, slow, sooner or later..."

"You can't practice?"

"The person who said this is an idiot, right?"

Wu Tie suddenly stretched out his left hand and pressed the white skeleton, then punched him hard in the face.

With a muffled sound, Wu Tie's right fist's skin was blooming, and a few blood slid down the smooth surface of the white skeleton, leaving no trace on the white skeleton's face.

"Idiot." The white skeleton sneered: "I'm made of metal, you're a flesh and blood... Why do you use your own fist? Don't you find a stone?"

Wu Tie suddenly woke up. He bent down and picked up a stone the size of a fist at his feet, and slammed it hard on the white skull without saying a word.

"Those who said I can't practice... it's my father!" Wu Tie roared hysterically while smashing it with a stone.

"Grandpa, I'm so mean..." The white skeleton's eyes flashed: "But, it's good that I'm used to it... I've been used to it for a long time."

After smashing it for more than a hundred times, the white skeleton's smooth surface left no trace, but the stone was smashed.

Wu Tie sat on the ground, panting and pulled a snake segment from his waist, and bitten it in big mouthfuls. A few bites of snake flesh entered his stomach, and a trace of warmth surged out of his stomach. He gradually regained a trace of strength.

While biting the snake flesh, Wu Tie's bloodshot eyes stared at the white skeleton like a wild beast: "Can you let me practice?"

"Listen to me, I can let you practice..." said the White Skeleton: "And, it can make you revenge..."

Wu Tie quickly chewed off a piece of snake flesh. He gritted his teeth and stood up, staring at the white skeleton: "How to do it?"

The white skeleton's eyes lit up: "Answer me first... Now, what year and month is it?"

"Which year, what month?" Wu Tie looked at the white skeleton blankly.

"Chronology? Calendar? Or, something similar." The white skeleton's eyes dimmed a little: "Grandpa, I still remember the time before... But I haven't met a living person for too long... Little baby, can you understand, what is despair?"

Wu Tie opened his mouth and was silent for a while. He nodded vigorously.

despair?

Isn’t despair just watching his father disappear into ashes in a ball of thunder and fire?

despair?

Isn’t despair just watching his brother beheaded by the enemy on the spot?

despair?

Isn’t despair just... my brother kneels in front of the enemy, begging the enemy to let him go, but he has no power to resist?

"I understand!" Wu Tie spit out a word with difficulty.

"Grandpa, my despair was definitely ten thousand times that of yours. It was a kind of despair that you could not imagine at all." The white skeleton suddenly sighed dryly: "But it's great, now grandpa, I suddenly burst out with endless motivation again."

"Really, why do you do this nonsense to say to you little doll?" The white skeleton's voice suddenly became extremely loud and powerful, with a sonorous voice, like two sharp swords colliding with each other: "Come on, now, hold me and follow my command!"

"But, I really don't know... what year or calendar... the master has never taught me." Wu Tie walked behind the white skeleton's head and picked him up with both hands.

Several translucent hoses fell out of the broken neck of the white skeleton, shaking and slapped Wu Tie's wrist.

"Love that direction...the direction with a little red light, yes, come, take your legs and strode!"

The white skeleton's voice was filled with power.

"Little guy, get up, one, two, one... one, two, one..."

"Straighten your waist, raise your head, straighten your legs, pay attention to your breathing frequency, and follow my grandpa's beat."

“One two one, one two one, one two one…”

The white skeleton is three sizes of a normal human head. Wu Tie is thin and eleven years old. He is not tall. He holds the white skeleton like a little mouse holding a big egg, and it is very difficult to walk.

Although the white skeleton is not heavy, Wu Tie doesn't have much strength either.

In addition, the ground was slippery and covered with thick moss and various strange vines. After walking far, Wu Tie fell several times.

But the white skeleton's "one, two, one" sound was filled with a strange power. Wu Tie gritted his teeth and stood up, hugged him and continued to move in the direction he pointed.

Fortunately, the white skeleton has a special texture. Wu Tie threw him to the ground several times. When he picked him up, the white skeleton was still clean and without any dirt.

"One two one, one two one, well, boy, I'm walking a little bit...what's your name?" The white skeleton's eyes flashed in blood, and a very thin red light suddenly flashed. A few dozen steps away, a place where Wu Tie could not see was instantly divided into dozens of segments.

"Wu Tie." Wu Tie gasped: "Wu Taiping...where are you?"

"Wu Tie? If the name is not bad, men must be as hard as iron!" said the white skeleton: "But, Wu Taiping? 'No Taiping'... Who gave this word? It's unlucky..."

Wu Tie's face drooped.

The white skeleton smiled dryly: "Ka, kid, grandpa, my mouth is so cheap... Just get used to it, just get used to it..."

Blood flashed in his eyes, and countless thin light nets that were invisible to the naked eye swept to all directions, covering a range of hundreds of meters.

"Wu Tie, Wu Tie, I will call you Xiao Tie from now on, so I will look close and intimate!"

"As for my name, grandpa... you can call me... Lao Tie!"

"Old Tie?" Wu Tie felt that the name was a bit perfunctory.

"Of course, I... didn't you see that I was covered in iron lumps? It deserves my name!"

After laughing dryly, Lao Tie said, "Persevere, one, two, one... walk another two thousand meters and rest."
Chapter completed!