Xiao Bing practiced on the mountain for several days, and suffered pain that ordinary people could not bear every day. Whether physically or mentally, it was repeated torture like in purgatory every day. However, it was precisely because of this that his various aspects were constantly being tempered, just like Sun Wukong in the Bagua Furnace of Taishang Laojun. Only by truly enduring the tempering of the true fire can he truly break out of the cocoon and become a butterfly.

Five days passed, and Xiao Bing clearly felt that his mental power and physical toughness had increased significantly, and he began to improve his strength level, but he was still a little far from the mid-stage Great Perfection of the Heavenly Lord. Even if Xiao Bing finally reached the mid-stage Great Perfection of the Heavenly Lord, it would be a life-and-death matter to compete with a strong man above the mid-stage Heavenly Lord. However, Xiao Bing also had the confidence to fight with the mental power and physical toughness he had tempered during this period.

On the first day, Xiao Bing could only hold on the volcano for a few hours. After all, Xiao Bing's current height is different from the height he was when he was with the second brother. The pain he suffered was also doubled, so a few hours were no longer something that humans could bear. Xiao Bing's will had long reached the inhuman level.

On the second day, Xiao Bing held on for an hour more than the previous day.

On the third day, Xiao Bing persisted on the volcano for most of the day.

On the fifth day, Xiao Bing held on the volcano for the first time for a whole day, and waited until the evening to start going down the mountain, and then continued to sleep at a position he found near the river on the first day, and in fact he slept on a pile of haystacks.

Now Xiao Bing doesn't go far away to find restaurants and hotels every night. He just makes the sky a quilt and the ground a mattress. He eats grilled fish and drinks river water.

On this night of the fifth day, Xiao Bing caught two fish in the river, set up a fire and started to roast it. Just as he was about to roast a fish, he heard an old man from the country R from afar: "Yeah, it smells so good, it smells so good!"

Xiao Bing looked at the source of the sound, but saw an old man from R country wearing tattered clothes and a pair of rag shoes on his feet walking towards the place.

This old man looked like he was over 100 years old from a distance, but when he got closer, he seemed to be only sixty or seventy years old. But after all, he was an old man of his grandfatherhood. Even if the other party was a R country, Xiao Bing was very polite. After all, the historical grudges between countries were a problem of the country, and he should have politeness and demeanor. Of course, it depends on whom. If he was against those militarists and those R country who did not recognize the history of aggression, Xiao Bing would not even look at him.

Xiao Bing smiled and said, "How could the old man come here so late?"

After the old man approached, he smiled and said, "Is the young man Chinese?"

"Oh? How do you know the old man?"

The old man smiled and said, "Because of your name to me and the tone of your speaking, I have lived so much age. If you still can't tell whether you are a Chinese or a native, then wouldn't I, the old man, live in vain?"

The old man was not polite, so he came over and sat down beside the campfire, rubbed his hands, looked at Xiao Bing, and asked in fluent Chinese: "Young man, can you give me the grilled fish you just roasted? I was hungry and smelled the smell of your grilled fish, which directly aroused the greed in my stomach."

He generously took the grilled fish off the fire rack and handed it to the old man. The old man didn't politely, so he took it directly, then blew it, and ate it while exclaiming: "Well, it's not bad, it looks like you are very experienced in survival in the wild, and the grilled fish is delicious."

Xiao Bing smiled and said, "I do have some experience. Old man, I can't tell whether you are a Chinese or a Chinese person in your fluent Chinese language."

The old man smiled and said, "I am from R, but I have been walking around and looking around for so many years. I have been staying in your China for a long time, so I learned Chinese."

"Oh?" Xiao Bing smiled, "I didn't expect that the old man is a Huaxia master!"

"Well, I not only know that I can speak your Chinese language, but I also like your Chinese history and culture, especially those literati in your Chinese history, such as Li Bai, Du Fu, etc. I think I can learn a lot from their poems."

Xiao Bing suddenly asked, "What does the old man think of modern history?"

The old man looked up at Xiao Bing and suddenly laughed: "Young man, are you trying to know my view on the history of invasion of China?"

Xiao Bing smiled and said, "The old man is really smart. I just want to ask about this."

"History cannot be changed, nor can it be erased just by erasing it. It is actually a very stupid act for rulers to modify this history."

Xiao Bing's eyes lit up. Although Xiao Bing had thought before that this old man might have some good feelings for China, he did not expect that the old man seemed very wise in this regard, so the country R was not all bad people. The person he knew Akasaka Nakayama was very good, and the person in front of him also understood the truth.

The old man continued: "Actually there is no need to deny that history. However, when a country is strong, it is always inevitable to expand, so we must be tolerant, right?"

Xiao Bing frowned, his eyes turned cold, and he said in a serious tone: "If the old man thinks this way, then I can only ask the old man to leave."

The old man smiled and said, "Young man, I met you when I passed by here the day before yesterday. I saw that you must go up the mountain every day and climb to the extreme heights of the volcano. The temperature is hot. Ordinary people may suffocate even if they stand there for ten seconds, but you can sit for a day. I have never seen someone with your perseverance and physical fitness in my life. You should be a martial artist in China, right?"

Xiao Bing looked at the old man with some vigilance and asked, "How do you know?"

Xiao Bing wanted to see some flaws, but he could not see any breath of martial arts from the old man, which gave Xiao Bing the feeling that he was an ordinary person.

The old man smiled and said, "You may not have noticed it, or maybe it's because you're too exhausted every day, so you didn't notice me at the foot of the mountain. After I met you that time, I would fish near the river and wait for you to go down the mountain. To be honest, I've been very curious about new things in my life, especially in China, you have come into contact with a few martial arts practitioners, so I'll wait for you here and have a good chat with you."

Xiao Bing said in a cold tone: "I don't know what I can talk to the old man, and I don't know what the old man said has to do with the history I mentioned? I don't hide it from you. I used to be a Chinese soldier. The old man actually held this indifferent attitude towards invading history, and even took it for granted, which I could not accept."

The old man smiled and said, "So what is right, so what is wrong? My pursuit in this life is not here. I don't think that invasion and expansion is right, nor do I think there is anything wrong. Young man, because we have different positions and we are different countries. You can disrespect my opinions, because if you respect my statement, you are tantamount to treason."

Xiao Bing asked with a sneer: "Invasion should never be beautified. Those who suffer will be the people of the invading countries, and the massacres should not beautify them. Those should be remembered by history, and that is a bloody lesson."

The old man smiled and said, "Maybe you are right, I won't deny you."

After hearing what the old man said, Xiao Bing's anger was somewhat eliminated.

The old man continued to smile and said, "I am not a politician, not a military strategist, nor am I am even making friends in your country of China. So there is no fundamental conflict between us in this regard, it is just that we are in different countries and positions, but I have no objection to what you say. We should not beautify the invasion, nor should we whitewash the massacre."

Xiao Bing shrugged and said, "Now I can allow you to continue sitting here, and even continue to eat another grilled fish in a while."

The old man laughed and said, "Okay, young people are soft-hearted. They know that it is not easy for an elderly person like me, so they have to give me an extra fish, but the fish you roasted is really delicious."

As the old man said, he ate the grilled fish in his hand in big mouthfuls. The grilled fish was no longer so hot.

Xiao Bing skewed two grilled fish on the fork and then put them on the fire.

The old man said, "Young man, tell me, if you go to the volcano to practice kung fu every day, aren't you afraid of heat? You won't be like this fish... roasted? Hahaha. If you roasted, it may not be so delicious."

The old man quickly finished the fish and sucked his fingers at this time. Although he was a big deal, he looked like a foodie.

Xiao Bing said: "The most important thing for a martial artist is strong perseverance. As long as he can make progress, I think anything except death can be overcome."

"Oh, then you are so awesome, I admire you." When the old man spoke, his eyes were still staring at the grilled fish on the bonfire.

Xiao Bing smiled and said, "Old man, you are really like a foodie."

"What does it mean to be like a foodie? I am a foodie!"

Xiao Bing laughed and suddenly realized that he had not asked the old man's name yet, so he immediately stretched out his hand and said, "My name is Xiao Bing, sir, what are your name?"

The old man stretched out his hand, shook hands with Xiao Bing, and then said, "My name is Watanabe Zuokawa, young man, I'm very happy to know you. What's your name now... Oh, now I'm a friend of age!"

After the old man finished speaking, he stared at the grilled fish on the bonfire, rubbing his hands while looking at the luminous eyes.

Xiao Bing smiled helplessly and said, "You have been observing me by the river these days because of my grilled fish every night, right?"
Chapter completed!