The sound of crackling wood echoed in the valley and lingered.

"Click-click-click-click-", it sounds good.

At this moment, Princess Bell, who was sitting on a large rock, saw from a distance that the little scholar was completely immersed in the rhythm of the felling, like a woodpecker that refused to stop, and naturally became an integral part of the forest because of its vivid, harmonious and smooth movements.

Seeing it in his eyes, he gave birth to an impulse to go up and chop wood with the little scholar......

One, two, three, as seen by the bell, Qingwen at this time was immersed in the action of chopping wood.

Momentum, luck, power, slash......

Unconsciously, Qingwen's action of chopping wood is skillful because of concentration, and she constantly spews out of love and flow.

This flow is the product of speed, inertia, and action, and it is an indescribable, immersive intoxication.

It was the sweat, coupled with the non-stop smooth movements, that made Qingwen naturally feel the joy of flow.

This joy encouraged Qingwen to surpass the limit of her physical strength and the limit of her strength to persist and work hard.

One, two, three......

By the time the nine hundred and ninety-eighth slash had been reached, the wooden halberd next to Qingwen had already formed a hill.

When Qingwen swung her axe high again, she gathered momentum in mid-air, and in the dark, she realized that it was time to ask the seal again.

When she used her consciousness to ask the seal, the seal did not bounce back as she had done every time in the past, and her heart was completely broken.

At this moment, unexpectedly, the seal naturally softened in the joy of the flow, and concave inward.

"Hey!" After brewing for a long time, at the moment when the qi and blood were full and accumulated, Qingwen calmly swung her axe downward, slashing down like lightning......

"Click-" Almost as the wood was split in half, a crackling sound exploded from the seal.

Suddenly, the nine hundred and ninety-ninth slashes were no longer as motionless and ineffective as any previous one.

These nine hundred and ninety-ninth slashes have already come one after another in the aura formed by Qingwen's repeated slashes, and have become the last straw that urges the seal to open.

All of a sudden, all the problems of the past are unavoidable...... Under the power of the torrent, it becomes a joke and becomes history.

The big seal has been opened, the qi and blood are vigorous, Zhuo Zhuo came out, and rushed around in Qingwen's body, making Qingwen, who had never advanced to clear the customs, lose her claim all of a sudden.

......

Seeing that the little scholar suddenly stumbled after chopping a few pieces of wooden halberd, as if he had been attacked, the heat coming out of his body looked particularly magical in front of the snowy grass house.

Ringing, who has breakthrough experience, arrived in time and shouted, "Don't harness it, you let it go." ”

It turned out that Ringing saw that the little scholar was sweating profusely as if he had been hit hard, and his blood was on his face, and he was surrounded by a heroic and dry aura, and he knew that the seal of the little scholar had been broken, and the whole person fell into the situation of "being confused after going to a martial arts level".

"Don't ask about the past!" Ringing saw this danger and subconsciously gave a decisive instruction.

In the panic, the command of the bell made Qingwen's empty brain suddenly flash the fragment of Brother Dafeng telling himself before his execution: "Don't ask about the past."

Without waiting for Qingwen to react, the bell had already pressed the acupoint neatly, locking Qingwen's qi and blood in the middle hall.

Unable to overcome her physical strength, at the moment when her qi and blood were securely sealed, Qingwen fainted.

Ringing bell looked into the depths of the Great Barren Mountain, on the top of the snow-capped Barren Mountain, several figures were waving at themselves on this side of the mountain.

Seeing that the little scholar fainted due to the breakthrough, in line with the purpose of teaching and not kissing, Ringing was ashamed to take action in person to treat the little scholar.

She could only turn to the seniors who were practicing on the Great Wilderness Mountain.

I don't know if these guys can understand the urgency of the situation, even if they can know that the situation on this side of the mountain is urgent, and they don't know if they can come in time.

Curl your fingers in a circle, put them in your mouth, and blow the bell.

The whining whistle made its way through the valley to the top of the opposite mountain. "People on the other side, I hope you can make it!"

Looking down at the little scholar in a coma, the bell was even more anxious, not knowing if he, an unmarried yellow-haired princess, should lend a helping hand in time.