"Taking a disciple is one thing, but this old man knows too little. That would be a waste of time."
The elder shook his head. He stuffed a piece of meat into his mouth and continued.
"Powerful Magi can borrow the power of totems, and it is not impossible for them to move mountains and fill seas.
But how could a small tribe like ours have something as powerful as totems?
I, the elder, am still in the 4th stage of Body Tempering Realm. "
"4th stage of Body Tempering Realm?"
Li Mo's expression changed. From what he heard of shamans, it sounded like they cultivated like cultivators.
But it made sense. Cultivators could summon wind, rain, thunder, and lightning with a wave of their hands. In the eyes of these people, it was like witchcraft, hence why they were called shamans.
But Li Mo wasn't interested in this. What he needed to think of now was how to go back.
Life in the Savage Era was too bitter. Li Mo had enough of it.
Seeing Li Mo's lack of interest, the elder couldn't help but ask.
"What?
You don't want to learn? "
Their small tribe had too few people. The elder had seen generations of people grow but never found a single one with the potential to become a shaman.
Now that he finally found one, it seemed he didn't want to learn.
The elder couldn't help but say.
"Only with great power will you be able to protect yourself. Just like how I killed a wolf with my club.
This is the power of the 4th stage of Body Tempering Realm. What if you can cultivate to the next stage?
How powerful would that be? "
"Not interested."
Li Mo said as he leaned on the meat. Seeing Li Mo's sloppy attitude, the elder was so angry he wanted to strangle Li Mo.
But then the elder thought, 'Ah Man is still so young. Of course he doesn't know the benefits of being strong.
If Ah Man knew the benefits of being strong, would he … '
The elder said.
"If you agree to cultivate, I will first teach you how to temper your body.
Then, I'll introduce you to a big tribe. That tribe is really big. The food there is delicious … Also, their lives are much more stable and safe than our small tribe.
Also, their women are more beautiful than the last … "
In order to get Li Mo to cultivate with him, grandpa went through a lot of trouble, racking his brains.
The patriarch really did want to introduce Li Mo to a big tribe. After all, their tiny tribe couldn't compare to such a big tribe.
If Li Mo relied on his talent to enter a large tribe, then their small tribe would become a vassal of a large tribe. They would have their own fief and wouldn't have to wander from place to place, surrounded by danger.
If Li Mo could make a name for himself in that tribe, the tribe's life would be different.
Li Mo knew the benefits of power, but he didn't care.
If he could go back, wouldn't it be more comfortable than now?
But Li Mo's interest was piqued when he heard he could go to a great tribe if he cultivated.
In this small tribe, Li Mo couldn't go back. But if he went to a big tribe, they would have plenty of experts.
If there was really no other way, he could go and ask the elders in the big tribes.
"I promise you!
Cultivate! "
Li Mo answered excitedly before the elder could finish.
"You … agreed just like that?"
The patriarch had thought of many things and was waiting to say them.
He didn't expect Li Mo to agree so quickly. The patriarch was caught off guard and could only mutter in his heart.
"In the end, you are still too young to resist temptation, ha-ha."
"Good!
Tomorrow morning, I will teach you how to cultivate! "
The patriarch said excitedly. He then took another big bite of meat, the smile on his face not fading for a long time …
The sun was scorching, but in this spacious cave, the temperature was comfortable.
But Li Mo, who was about to wake up on his own, was drowsy as the patriarch excitedly pulled him out of the cave.
Li Mo squinted when he stepped out of the cave under the blazing sun.
He heard Li Mo complain.
"Can't I wait for the weather to cool down before cultivating?"
"Absolutely not!"
The patriarch said solemnly. Today, the patriarch was as strict as a teacher.
The patriarch then taught Li Mo a fist art, saying he would enter the 1st stage of Body Tempering with it.
Li Mo didn't believe it, but the patriarch didn't seem to have any intention of teaching him anything else.
It seemed the patriarch only knew this fist art. Li Mo wondered where the patriarch learned it when he was young. It took him so many years to reach the 4th stage of Body Tempering Stage.
Li Mo imitated the patriarch's movements, punching with both fists.
"Aiya, you're wrong. You have to do this."
"Wrong again. You have to do this."
"…"
The patriarch's voice kept coming from Li Mo's side, making him feel irritated.
After practicing this fist art for so long, Li Mo finally understood.
This fist art had no use at all!
Its only use was that as Li Mo punched, it opened his pores and allowed him to absorb the sweet air.
And this sweet air, Li Mo guessed, was spiritual qi.
It was no wonder the patriarch's cultivation progress was so slow. After all, the patriarch only relied on this fist art. He didn't have any breathing technique.
If he had a breathing technique to absorb the spiritual qi of heaven and earth, his cultivation speed would increase.
The patriarch didn't have a breathing technique, and neither did Li Mo.
So Li Mo could only listen to the patriarch's words and practice this plain and unremarkable fist art.
Even after a few days, Li Mo felt the amount of exercise wasn't enough.
In order to increase the amount of time he could absorb spiritual qi, Li Mo would increase the amount of exercise after each practice.
For example, running while hugging a rock, competing with a bull, etc.
But to the patriarch, these were all useless.
In the elder's heart, it was enough for him to cultivate his fist technique.
He muttered to himself that his cultivation was so slow, first because his talent was limited, and second because they were too poor, without enough food to support their cultivation.
With Li Mo's cultivation, Li Mo was soon able to lift a 50 kg rock.
In the patriarch's words, Li Mo had crossed the threshold of becoming a wizard, an expert in the 1st stage of Body Tempering Stage.
But as Li Mo entered the 1st stage of Body Tempering Stage, Li Mo's appetite increased.
After all, the overload of daily training required sufficient energy to support it.
So the wolves he killed last time were quickly devoured.
Li Mo's appetite alone was equivalent to that of two or three people. Eating so much every day made Li Mo feel bad.
So Li Mo asked for the patriarch's permission and followed the strong men to hunt in the mountains.
These strong men who lived here often fought wild beasts and each had a 50 kg strength.
However, in this mountain, what was the use of a hundred or so pounds of strength?
Even ordinary ferocious beasts were terrifyingly powerful, not to mention spirit beasts that had developed spiritual intelligence.
So Li Mo and the seven strong men could only wander around the outskirts of the mountain, not daring to go deep …