Mo Chen's heart was in vain, and then he said respectfully: "The predecessors praise falsely. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

The old man chuckled lightly and said, "You kid is cautious, but I don't have the spare time to study your secrets. ”

Without waiting for Mo Chen to speak, the old man ordered: "There is still some firewood outside, go and finish chopping." ”

Mo Chen was slightly stunned, then looked at Luo Yi, who had a weak breath on the bed, and couldn't help but start worrying.

"This kid, the old man can be saved, you little baby don't have to worry about it, why don't you chop your firewood quickly?!" The old man frowned slightly and said.

Mo Chen nodded yes, immediately turned around and walked out, picked up the axe on the ground, and secretly thought in his heart that if he didn't chop wood, he would displease the old man and treat Xiaoyi, it would be worth the loss.

Click!

Click!

……

In the dead of night, the starlight falls on the ground, and the stars float above the night sky, twinkling and twinking, which is extremely beautiful.

On the ground, Mo Chen in the courtyard was sitting on a wooden stake, chopping firewood, his expression had always been very calm, and the chopped firewood was neatly placed next to him, which was in stark contrast to the messy old man cutting firewood before.

The old man's firewood, different sizes, different thicknesses, was full of sawdust all around after cutting, but Mo Chen, after all the firewood was cut, there was almost no difference, not even a trace of sawdust flew to the ground.

Every time he raised his hand and dropped the chopping wood, it was almost exactly the same, and even the sound of chopping wood was very regular, which was also very different from the old man.

Until midnight, the wooden door behind Mo Chen creaked, and the old man was wearing a white coat, and the bearer walked out.

Seeing the old man come out, Mo Chen's face showed joy, and he was about to ask about Xiao Yi's injury, when the old man stretched out his palm and signaled the latter not to speak.

He stood beside Mo Chen, and after taking a look at the firewood that Mo Chen had finished reading, he frowned slightly:

"You chop wood like this......"

"That's not right."

Mo Chen put down his axe and looked up at the old man.

"What's wrong?"

This was the first time Mo Chen looked directly into the eyes of the old man, and then through the latter's cloudy eyes, he found that the old man seemed to be really extremely ordinary, like an old man entering the twilight of his life.

"It's not right anywhere, you're not chopping wood at all, you're chopping people." With a tone of lesson in the old man's mouth, he stepped forward and touched Mo Chen's arm, signaling the latter to get up.

"That's it, you chopping wood, noisy old man, I can't sleep at all, come on, let the old man teach you how to chop wood."

When Mo Chen stood up, the old man sat on the stake, picked up the axe with his wrinkled hands, and then picked up a piece of firewood and erected it on the ground.

The old man raised his hand, and then with a bang, he stuck the axe in the middle of the firewood, and knocked it several times in a row, and many sawdust flew down, and then with a click, the firewood was split into two halves of different sizes, and fell on both sides at will.

The old man glanced up at Su Ming:

"Do you understand?"

Mo Chen shook his head:

"Nope."

"Your little doll's comprehension is really bad, see it clearly, my old man will show you again." As he spoke, the old man picked up a piece of wood again, and as he picked up the axe, he split it in half again with a bang.

"You understand this time, right?" The old man looked at Mo Chen with a look of anticipation.

"Nope." Mo Chen frowned, but still shook his head.

"You, you...... That's it, that's it, I'll show you again. The old man spat into his hands, picked up the firewood and split it again.

"Got it?"

"Nope."

"Got it this time, right?"

"Still a little bit ......"

In this way, time passed slowly, and more than an hour passed in a blink of an eye, the old man kept chopping firewood, and Mo Chen kept shaking his head, until the last firewood in the yard was left, the old man's eyes widened, and then he rolled over.

"You little ghost, are you angry with my old man?!!" The old man threw the axe in his hand, looked at Mo Chen angrily, and rubbed his wrist at the same time, this more than an hour of chopping wood seemed to make the old man a little tired.

"This time, the juniors understand, thank you for their guidance." Mo Chenshen was calm and calm, showing a thoughtful look, looked at the old man, nodded solemnly, and bowed deeply with his fists.

"Understood? You understand what. The old man's eyes widened, and he said angrily.

"Every time I chop wood, or the action is almost exactly the same, the firewood I chop, each section is very neat and regular, but this neatness and regularity is deliberate, even if I don't consciously do it, but it also naturally causes such a result."

"And the predecessors' chopping wood, every time the action is completely different, every piece of firewood is natural, whether it is broken or the size, I can't find the same two, just like people...... There are no two people, they are really the same, at most they are only approximate. ”

"It's also like the 'potential' of the strong in the Spirit Wheel Realm, and the 'domain' of the strong in the Spirit Realm is the same reason, maybe some people have the same potential and domain attributes, but after all, there will be essential differences, and they can't be equal to others."

Mo Chen spoke slowly, and the words slowly echoed in the middle of the night, so that the old man was silent for a long time after hearing it, slowly raised his head, and glanced at Mo Chen deeply.

"Just chopping wood, you can have such a long talk here, old man, let me tell you, I chop wood like this because only in this way can I make a better fire, understand, understand?"

"The firewood you chop is not good to burn!!" The old man stood up angrily and glared at Mo Chen.

"It's just that the juniors don't know, do you want to tell the juniors like this, so that the juniors can gather their own momentum now?" Mo Chen looked at the old man, didn't care about his previous words, but asked calmly.

"What a mess, I don't understand the old man, how do you like it!! After that, you kid will sleep outside, and there will be no place for you in the house!! The old man snorted angrily, turned and walked towards the cabin.

"Thank you seniors for mentioning it, the juniors will definitely report it in the future, I hope the seniors can tell your name!!" Mo Chen's words came out, and the old man stepped into the threshold for a moment, with one foot outside and one foot inside, he slowly turned his head and looked at Mo Chen, and at this moment his expression showed a look that was very different from the usual.

As if with a little appreciation, with a kind of emotion, when looking at Mo Chen, even Mo Chen was obviously aware that this old man seemed to be different at this moment.

But what exactly is different, he can't say clearly.

"You ......" the old man paused slightly when he said lightly.

"Sleep at night, do you snore?" The moment this sentence came out, even Mo Chen was stunned for a moment.

"If you snore and I'll take you away, old man." After the old man finished speaking, he turned around and walked into the house, and then his face showed a touch of appreciation: "A boy with good understanding." ”

Mo Chen stood there silent for a moment, a smile on his face.

"With the strength of Chief Instructor Qiu, the person who can make him respect so much, plus this old man once called Dean Fang Boy; and Ace once said that the strongest person in the academy is not Dean Fang; In fact, the answer is already coming out, but I don't know what the identity of this old man is? ”

"But it doesn't matter, since this old man has no ill will towards me, it's enough."

Mo Chen groaned slightly, walked to the wooden stake, picked up the axe, looked at the firewood, closed his eyes, when his eyes opened, his eyes were no longer as sharp as before, and his body could no longer see the breath of a cultivator, as if the whole person had turned into an ordinary person without the slightest strength at this moment.

He dropped his axe at random, and the wood was suddenly halved, not neatly, but of different sizes.

Looking at the two halves of the firewood, Mo Chen's heart seemed to be faintly touched, as if what he saw was not firewood, but a feeling of creating some kind of life, as if it was ...... There were no two pieces of wood cut in this world, but because of themselves, they appeared.

"This is creation, just like the condensation of 'potential' and 'domain', it is also creation!!" A fine light flashed in Mo Chen's eyes, and his eyes seemed to become bright.

In the midst of a deep groan, Mo Chen picked up the second piece of firewood and continued to chop it, one by one...... Until the whole day passed, Mo Chen seemed to have forgotten the passage of his day, until dusk, he saw in a trance that there was no whole piece of firewood in front of him.

Mo Chen stood up, and an indescribable wonderful feeling suddenly came to his heart, faintly, as if he had a prediction that if he completely mastered this feeling, he would condense his own 'potential'!!