"Hello wood!" Pan Xiaoxian stared coldly at a wooden stake, raised his arm high, and his palm was like a blade: "Goodbye wood!" ”

Gaba!

The wooden stake cracks at hand!

"You know that...... Too! Many! Finish! ”

Gaba!

"What are you looking at? Try again! ”

Gaba!

"I don't know what he's talking about, but it looks like he's very powerful...... "Several senior brothers stopped their movements, and looked at Pan Xiaoxian who was being angry at the trunk of the tree by himself with a strange expression, is this a rowing boat?

"Or ...... Let's try it too? Several senior brothers were very embarrassed, but when they saw the ghost of Yuantong holding a black, thick and long ring ruler floating over, the senior brothers suddenly turned pale: Ami Tofu, impulse is the devil!

The fat master Yuantong floated all the way behind Pan Xiaoxian, watching Pan Xiaoxian chopping wood while complaining, it was quite emotional. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

I wanted to smoke it, but Master Yuantong's eyes fell on the firewood, but a hint of surprise flashed.

Although he had just finished chopping a big tree, Pan Xiaoxian's level of chopping firewood had obviously increased.

"Not bad, not bad." Master Yuantong couldn't help but let out a sigh of admiration: "In such a short period of time, the firewood you split out no longer looks like a thunderbolt!" ”

"Thank you, Master Yuantong!" Brother Donkey lowered his eyelids indifferently, useless, Brother Donkey is such a bombarded man, no matter where he is wasteland, he is like a firefly in the dark, spicy and distinct, spicy and outstanding! Brother Donkey's melancholy eyes, the embarrassed beard, the miraculous knife skills, and ......

"Like a dog!" Master Yuantong snorted coldly, and slashed a ruler on the back of the donkey's head: "Hurry up, donor!" The kitchen is still waiting for firewood! ”

"Ka!"

Nima ...... The skull is cracked! Brother Donkey bit the corner of his lips tightly, and it was all tears when he said it......

Ami? Master Yuantong shrunk his neck, could it be that the poor monk's Pumen staff realm has improved again? Sin Sin Sin ......

Intentionally or unintentionally, he hid the ring ruler behind him, and Master Yuantong floated away silently, brushing his clothes away, hiding his merits and fame......

Pan Xiaoxian was still worried about a problem, what if there was no blue?

But the facts made him realize that this was completely unfounded, although his Chixia internal strength was not much, but it was a continuous supply of energy.

Perhaps because the Chixia internal force required for each chopping wood is very small, Pan Xiaoxian feels that his Chixia internal force seems to be slowly increasing, which is no longer explained by automatic Huilan, it can only be said that it can play a certain cultivation effect every time he uses Chixia's internal force.

It seems that my wife is right, the internal force is really not fattened in the dantian, and I am now chopping firewood like this, which is almost equivalent to chasing more, right?

If it's the explosive nature of cutting open the big tree with one palm, it's like rewarding an alliance leader, and you're full of energy!

Gradually, Brother Donkey fell in love with this feeling of chopping wood, and every time Chixia's internal force was used, he was numb as if he had been overpowered, and it was also a great sense of accomplishment to see the original tree become a chopping wood of about the same length, thickness and size.

At the same time, about twenty kilometers away in the east, Tang Yi hugged a big tree the size of a bucket tightly, and a pair of small hands were stubbornly picking at the bark.

"me off!" Tang Yi's little white face was as swollen as a pig's liver, his ten fingers were trembling violently, and his fingertips were grinding out blood, but the big tree just didn't move, and even the leaves didn't shake.

"Click-"

A large piece of the bark was forcibly cut off by Tang Yi's hands, but Tang Yi hit his head on the trunk because of his lack of strength.

Nima...... Tang Yi wants to cry without tears, what kind of grudge does Yuantong Lao Tzu have with you? Why are you so cruel to Lao Tzu......

About forty kilometers to the south, the pink phoenix was carrying a bucket in each hand, and the bottom of the bucket was so pointed that it could not be put down at all. She could only lean her back against the tree, her small hands trembling, and she put the bucket down against her legs to catch her breath.

"Woo woo ......" the pink phoenix looked up with tears in her eyes, on the mountain road, a group of bald donkeys lined up, each holding a bucket on both sides of their hands, galloping towards the mountain, such a cute little beauty in the back of no one looked back.

Curse you little Tintin! Nani? Such a poisonous curse is ineffective against you? I curse you for not being able to marry a daughter-in-law for the rest of your life! No way? Still ineffective? I curse you for having a son and not acting a fart! Nima also doesn't work? that I may curse you and cut off your children and grandchildren! it! Why is there such a bug-like existence as a monk in the world?

Gaba!

Brother Donkey stared coldly at the firewood that was divided into two, and smiled evilly: "I said no in my mouth, but my body is very honest!" ”

As soon as he turned around, Pan Xiaoxian found that he had already split all the five big trees that Yuantong handed over to him, plus the toothpick he picked first, no, Xiaoshu, and also piled up a hill-like firewood stack beside him.

That's it! The corners of Donkey's mouth hooked up a smug smile: Set a small goal that can be achieved first, for example, I will split six trees for him first!

Ay? Ay? What about people? Pan Xiaoxian looked around slowly, not knowing when he was the only one left in the big courtyard.

Hmm, probably all going to breakfast, right? Pan Xiaoxian walked out of this courtyard according to the route in his memory, turned a few corners, and happened to meet Yuantong unexpectedly.

"Green-faced ......" Yuantong was startled when he saw Pan Xiaoxian, this Nima is a leek essence, right? Will Mao's face be so green?

Hiss...... Could it be that he was beaten by the poor monk's ruler?

Yuantong suddenly remembered that he knocked Pan Xiaoxian's ring ruler, and the sound of bone cracking, he couldn't help but shudder, guilty of sin......

"Greenface?" Pan Xiaoxian blinked his big eyes, what do you mean?

"Greenface...... The green-faced Dou Erdun steals the royal horse, and the red-faced Guan Gong fights Changsha! The yellow-faced Dian Wei, the white-faced Cao ***-faced Zhang Fei shouted...... "Master Yuantong's thick eyebrows are flying, and he sings with his throat, and his voice is quite loud."

"Isn't it the blue-faced Douldun?" Brother Donkey's eyes widened, I don't read much, don't lie to me!

"Ami Tofu, let's not care about these inconsequential little details, cough cough, I don't know if the donor's firewood is finished?" Master Yuantong looked obscenely and avoided Pan Xiaoxian's green face.

"It's done!" Pan Xiaoxian replied excitedly, come and praise me, come and praise me!

"Good, good!" Master Yuantong nodded, he can complete the task with the first practice, this bear child has a future!

"Master, is it time for breakfast?" Pan Xiaoxian asked, in fact, rice is just to fill his stomach for him, or to temporarily deceive the hunger in the depths of his soul, but it is also good to be able to deceive temporarily, after all, the essence of plants and trees is also quite expensive, and he can't afford to eat it every day, and he doesn't dare to drink beast blood or anything casually, which is unrealistic.

"It's past breakfast time, let's wait for lunch." Master Yuantong said indifferently, obviously all this was expected by him.

"Huh? So what do I eat? Brother Donkey was not happy: "Master, didn't you say when you will finish splitting and when you will eat?" ”

"Yes, it's ten o'clock, won't you wait a little longer for lunch?" Master Yuantong rolled his eyes: "The poor monk never said that it must be breakfast after splitting!" ”

"There's nothing wrong with that!" Pan Xiaoxian slowly gave a thumbs up vigorously: I have never seen such a brazen person!

"Very good, since it's not lunch time yet, then donor, come with me, and I'll take you to your second practice today!" Master Yuantong nodded with a smile, and the poor monk pinched his fingers and counted, you lack refining in the five elements!

"Coming back?" Brother Donkey was about to cry: "Master, let me eat first, we rural people can't keep up with nutrition once they practice!" ”

Master Yuantong stopped, turned his head faintly, and the little fat hand raised the black, thick and long ring ruler intentionally or unintentionally.

"Master, let's go!" Brother Donkey rolled up his sleeves with a funny face: "The power of the desolation in my body is already hungry and thirsty!" ”

"Good, good, good......" Master Yuantong secretly wiped the cold sweat with his big sleeves to cover his chubby hand, if this guy is tough on the front, what should I do with him? Or smoke him? Or smoke him?

And most importantly, who is it to smoke to death?

Pan Xiaoxian followed Master Yuantong to drill around, and soon got into a fragrant yard, Brother Donkey was suddenly full of surprises, Master Yuantong This is a conscience to find out, and he actually brought me to the back kitchen to steal food, which is really good!

"See this?" Master Yuantong pointed to a cauldron, only to see that the cauldron was full of iron sand, and there were chestnuts in the iron sand, and there was a raging fire burning under the stove, and the cauldron was steaming, which was obviously the scene of fried chestnuts.

A monk with five big and three thick shirts is shirtless, sweating profusely and constantly stirring the iron sand, his big hands seem to be immune to the hot iron sand, and it is so exciting to insert and insert!

"See!" Brother Donkey is very happy, although he can't eat, it's good to eat some fried chestnuts to pad his stomach first.

"This is your second practice today!" Master Yuantong knocked on the pot table with a ring ruler, signaled the five big and three thick monks to get out of the way, and then said to Pan Xiaoxian with kind eyebrows: "Donor, you must keep stirring the iron sand, so that each chestnut can be evenly heated, otherwise some chestnuts will be burnt, and some chestnuts will be unripe."

"After frying, I will come to inspect, as long as more than one-tenth of the chestnuts are burnt or unripe, you have to rework and redo, when to make and when to eat!"

How can a person be so shameless? Pan Xiaoxian was stunned, and reworked and redid it in tenths, have you considered the feelings of iron sand? Have you ever considered how chestnuts feel?

You can't be too round!

[Out of the alliance leader! ] Good chicken jelly! Codeword Go! (To be continued.) )