On the mountain path of Ziyun Mountain, Xie Yunting was like a flying flower, flickering and flickering, skillfully and quickly shuttling through the mountain roads and forests.

"Senior Brother Han, hurry up, hurry up, it's almost there! Giggle......"

The melodious female voice like a yellow oriole spread to the Korean wind in the back. After that, Han Feng had already been left behind, and with the cultivation of the second layer of qi refining that he had suppressed, if he wanted to keep up with Xie Yunting of the ninth layer of qi refining in front of him, it would be even more difficult than ascending to the sky.

At this time, he had been traveling for nearly an hour, Han Feng was panting and sweating profusely, wiped the beads of sweat on his forehead with his backhand, stabilized the machete on his back with the other hand, and hurried forward, chasing Xie Yunting, for fear that the other party would fall out of his sight and lose his goal.

Seeing Han Feng follow, Xie Yunting smiled gracefully, moved away from her jade feet, and walked forward with her feet fluttering lightly as if they were off the ground.

In a short time, the two of them rounded a ridge and walked to a large open field. A large piece of gold immediately catches your eye, "Wow! Han Feng couldn't help but exclaim.

I saw a large piece of golden bamboo forest in front of me as far as the eye could see, large and small bamboos stood up among them, some were as thin as fingers, some were as thick as the mouth of a bowl, some were as high as several zhang, some were less than three feet, the most amazing thing is that these bamboos were clear yellow if gold regardless of the stems and leaves, the early morning sun sprinkled on the golden bamboo leaves, the golden mangs flashed, dazzling.

"It's here, Senior Brother Han, this is it!" Xie Yunting waved the firewood knife in her hand and pointed to the golden bamboo forest in front of her.

"What a splendid bamboo forest! Are these all Vajra bamboos? Han Feng was called "junior brother" by this girl who was not as old as himself, and he was a little embarrassed in his heart, but he couldn't refute anything, his brows furrowed slightly, and he asked Xie Yunting.

"That's right! Senior Brother Han, you don't know the truth when you first enter the Medicine Sect, alchemy is indispensable for charcoal fire in the heart of the furnace, this vajra bamboo is the best material, today you come here to cut bamboo, both to practice the body and soul and strengthen the mind, it is a shortcut to the cultivation of my Medicine Sect. This senior sister does not have high requirements for you, no matter the thickness, as long as you can cut one a day, you will pass the test. Xie Yunting showed a posture of respecting the elders, and said loudly in a pretended old-fashioned manner.

Han Feng couldn't help but laugh secretly, thinking to himself, the little girl's brain didn't get into the water, and she got herself here just to cut a few bamboos, don't say one of these thin bamboos, it is ten hundred roots, and it is also a gesture, it can be done in a moment, it is not a problem at all.

"Senior Sister Xie, aren't you joking, how can it take a day to cut a few bamboos? This is too child's play! ”

"Child's play? Just give it a try! If you can cut it off with one sword, even if it is the thinnest one, then I will not be a senior sister in the future, and I will respect you in the future and call you Senior Brother Han. Xie Yunting looked stunned and said in a straight voice.

"Good!"

Han Feng was already in no hurry, he agreed, and he was about to stride forward.

"Wait, that's not the end of the story." Xie Yunting stopped it and continued: "Just now I called you junior brother, I see that you are still a little reluctant. I, Xie Yunting, entered the Medicine Sect first, and my cultivation is far better than you, of course I should be the greatest. If you can't stop cutting bamboo with one knife, then you have to willingly call me Sister Xie. ”

Xie Yunting said and raised a palm towards Han Feng.

"It's a deal! Syllable! ”

Han Feng is by no means a procrastinator, he clapped it with one hand and struck it with both palms. Han Feng turned around, strode forward, went straight to the golden bamboo forest, selected a golden bamboo as thin as a little finger, rounded the firewood knife, and slashed it down with a "whew-" sound.

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