Ji Xiaoxiao sighed and said, "In the past thirty-six days, if you keep fighting like this, you don't know what year and month you will be able to find your master and Sister Lan." ”

"Even if I search all the heavens, I have to track it down, otherwise, it will be difficult to sleep and eat in this life, and even if I am an immortal and a saint, I will not be happy." Ding Ermiao said.

"I'll be with you wherever you go." Ji Xiaoxiao smiled.

Further up, the coercion is lower, almost gradually becoming invisible. It's just that the fog is thick, and I can't see my fingers.

"It's a little strange, how can this layer of heavenly enchantment be so easy to come over?" Ding Ermiao muttered, and suddenly his eyes lit up, and thick clouds had already been drilled.

Shifting hundreds of miles, the probe looked down, and it was already the ground of Qingming He Tongtian.

fell, Ding Ermiao and Ji Xiaoxiao raised their eyes to look around, but there was no one in sight.

In front of you is a green mountain, the pine trees are lush, the peaks are like gathering, stacked for thousands of miles.

"Didn't you say that there are heavenly guards here, why haven't you seen any of them?" Ji Xiaoxiao also wondered.

Ding Ermiao listened for a while and said, "On the mountain beam in front, there is a woodcutter chopping wood, let's go ask for directions." ”

Ji Xiaoxiao nodded and went with Ding Ermiao.

Halfway up the mountain, a burly, bearded old man, shirtless, was cutting down a large pine tree.

The axe for chopping wood was as big as a wheel, and there were still two axes. The old man held a huge axe in each hand, alternating with each other, slashing at the tree one by one, with a clattering sound. It's not like chopping wood. It's like practicing martial arts.

Strangely enough, the old man's strength was great, but the pine tree was unmoved. After cutting for a long time, the pestle is still there.

"The old man is hard, what kind of place is this?" Ji Xiaoxiao walked over and asked.

The old man stopped chopping wood, raised his head, and said, "Where are you going?" ”

"......" Ji Xiaoxiao was stunned for a moment and was asked. I don't know how to answer.

Ding Ermiao smiled and told the truth. Said: "We are going to heaven, may I ask the old man, is there a way to ascend to heaven?" ”

"I'm going to heaven, okay. When I cut down this tree, I will take you there. The old man was not at all surprised, and swung his axe again, and cut down the tree himself.

Ding Ermiao looked at the tree with interest, and found that the old man's axe could cut a hole two or three inches deep, but when the axe was lifted, the wound on the tree would heal automatically.

So it seems. The old man will never want to cut down this pine tree all his life.

Magical trees, quirky old men.

"Old man. Why do you have to cut down this tree to take us to the sky? Ding Ermiao looked at it for a long time and asked.

"Because I have to cut down this tree and make a ladder before I can go up to heaven." The old man continued to swing the giant axe and said, "Don't worry. Soon, the tree is going to break. ”

"How long will it take?" Ji Xiaoxiao asked.

The old man wiped the sweat from his head. "I've been cutting it for five hundred years, and in another three hundred years, it's almost there." ”

Ding Ermiao and Ji Xiaoxiao glanced at each other, each smiling bitterly and speechless.

A tree has been cut down for 500 years, and it is expected that it will take another 300 years. The so-called Perseverance Emperors on the earth, compared to this old man, are 108,000 miles behind.

One day here is two thousand years in the world, and when the old man cuts down the big tree, the earth in the nether world has passed hundreds of millions of years, right? Can you still see Wan Shugao and Wu Zhanzhan and others when you go back?

"Old man, I'll help you cut down the tree, okay?" Ding Ermiao asked with a smile.

"You're going to cut down trees for me? Okay, okay, I just took a breath. The old man threw his two great axes under the tree, got up, and walked away.

Ding Ermiao stepped forward, squatted down, and picked up two giant axes.

"I cut it?" Ding Ermiao glanced back at the old man.

"Cut, cut, cut." The old man raised his hand.

"Okay, open it for me!" Ding Ermiao shouted, and swung a giant axe with his right arm, slashing at the big tree in front of him.

Burst......

Blood rushed to the sky, and a bloody arrow burst out from the axe's mouth and shot out on both sides.

"Oops!" The old man behind him also screamed, with a bang, and his big head rolled down from his neck.

"Er Miao, it's obvious that it's a tree, how did you cut off this old man's head!" Ji Xiaoxiao exclaimed.

"What?" Ding Ermiao pretended to be puzzled and looked back.

I saw that the old man who was chopping wood had no head, but he stood on his own and waved his hands wildly, and seemed to be very angry.

"Old man, what happened to your head?" Ding Ermiao looked apologetic, picked up the old man's head from the ground, and said, "That ......, I'll install it for you." ”

But the old man's headless body waved his hand and knocked off the head in Ding Ermiao's hand, and a voice came out of his neck, and he said angrily: "If the head is cut off, where is there any reason to be safe?" Stinky boy, you also cut off your own head and pay for my life! ”

"Haha, can you still talk if your head is off? It turned out to be a youkai! Ji Xiaoxiao laughed and said, "Ermiao don't pay attention to him, give him two more axes, and see if he can still speak." ”

"It's not good, he's old, why am I embarrassed to bully him?" Ding Ermiao handed the axe in his hand to the old man's hand and said, "Okay, you can also cut me with an axe, and we will smooth it out." ”

"Hehe, it's still this doll reasonable." The old man's headless body laughed, took the axe, and slashed at Ding Ermiao with a hood.

With the sound of whistling wind, the giant axe slashed at Ding Ermiao's shoulder, and even the head and shoulder slashed, unloading Ding Ermiao into two pieces.

"Ah......h

There was a miserable scream, but it was not Ding Ermiao, it was still from the woodcutter. Moreover, there was another bloody wound on his shoulder.

"Stinky boy, what kind of magic are you using?" The headless old man screamed, and the pain was unbearable.

"The art of sending the staff, your axe, is actually cut down on the tree." Ding Ermiao smiled and turned to the side. The "Ding Ermiao" that had just fallen to the ground had turned into a branch of a pine tree.

"Fart, cut on a big tree, why does my shoulder hurt?" The old man asked.

Ding Ermiao sneered and said, "Don't pretend, this big tree is your clone." You cut yourself yourself, Hugh said five hundred years, another ten thousand years, and keep chopping! ”

"It's weird, if the axe is cut on the tree, the old guy will bleed and cry out in pain, I see." Ji Xiaoxiao only understood.

The headless old man's body stiffened, his hands stopped waving, and he said half-loudly: "It's actually seen by you, it's not fun, it's not fun at all." ”

"Old man, let's make an exchange. You guide me on my way to heaven, and I can give you something to play. Luckily? Ding Ermiao said.

"Something fun, tell me about it!" The headless old man was overjoyed, and his headless body jumped for joy. (To be continued)