Chapter 2 The Covenant of Cutting Bamboo

An old man with a haggard face and extremely sloppy up and down, at this time, was wearing a pair of black slippers as black as ink and leaning on Erlang's legs next to a green bamboo next to the stream, with a pillow in his left hand and a wine gourd in his right hand kept pouring into his mouth, looking very uncomfortable, and he was not even moved by the arrival of Hualong at all, as if he was not aware of it at all.

However, Hua Long didn't dare to make a mistake, he had seen the strength of this old man with his own eyes, otherwise he wouldn't have to come here secretly every day, the purpose was of course to worship this old man as a teacher, who made him an unpopular and humiliated young master in the Earl's Palace? It's just that it's been more than half a year, but the old man still hasn't given him any promise, but just made an agreement with Hua Long, that is, when he can cut down any thumb-thick green bamboo here, the old man promised to guide him a few times, and send him to one of the four major academies of the Cold Moon Empire to study, as for the truth or falsehood, Hua Long is not sure, but fortunately, at least the first half of the agreement should still have no problems, so he agreed without even thinking about it! After all, in Hualong's initial opinion, there was no challenge at all, as long as the thumb-thick green bamboo was a normal person, it could be done with a few casual cuts, so what was the risk?

Who would have thought that Hualong still thinks too much, if it is really so easy to get it, does it still need to be agreed?

Half a year, a full half a year, a green bamboo Hualong that only the size of a thumb looks weak at all, has been cut down for half a year without any achievements, leaving only a few imperceptible tiny white marks, which is still something that happened after Hualong felt that his strength suddenly became bigger for some reason in the past few days.

"Senpai, good morning!"

Coming to the old man's side, Hua Long saluted respectfully, but he also knew that most of this strange old man would not pay attention to him, after all, there have been no more than ten conversations between them in the past six months, and almost all of them were concentrated when they made the contract, and after that, the two rarely talked again, every day after Hua Long said hello to himself, he carried the axe beside the old man to cut bamboo, and then put the axe back in the evening, greeting and then returning the same way, day after day, cycle after cycle, so, in Hualong want to come, today will not be an exception。

However, to Hua Long's surprise, this time before he could walk away with the axe, the sloppy old man's voice had already come: "Hey, boy, wait!"

Hua Long was stunned for a moment, his heart was happy, he turned around in a hurry, and said with a little excitement: "Senior, what are your orders?"

In Hualong's opinion, there may be only one thing to be stopped by the other party at this time, that is, the agreement, could it be that the old man has changed his mind after seeing his hard work in the past six months?

It's just that the ideal is plump, and the reality is indeed skinny! The old man's next sentence made Hua Long suddenly have the urge to vomit three liters of blood: "Boy, get some money, there is no wine to drink!"

Even if Hualong has a good temper, he suddenly has the urge to go crazy, but he still held back, although he doesn't know whether this old man is reliable or not, but for Hualong this is the closest hope to his goal for so many years, he doesn't want to give up, even if he already knows that the hope is slim, even if he persists for more than half a year, he still has nothing, but he still has no regrets, for the extremely strong obsession in his heart!

I want to cultivate! I want to be strong!

It stands to reason that as the eldest prince of the Earl's Mansion, Hua Long, wants to cultivate, it is an extremely simple thing, but as a party concerned, Hua Long understands that it is undoubtedly a fool's dream for him to rely on normal ways to cultivate, because his younger brother Hua Yun and his mother, the Countess, who are extremely ruthless behind the surface kindness, will never allow such a thing to happen, otherwise once Hua Long is strong in the future, how can they deal with themselves? This is also why in the eyes of the outside world, he, the eldest prince of the Earl's Court, will be a useless gentleman, firstly, because he is forced by the situation, and secondly, Hualong deliberately keeps a low profile in order to protect himself, otherwise how could he live to this day?

After respectfully putting down a bag of gold coins, Hua Long didn't say anything, and turned around with the axe again and walked into the bamboo forest, starting his efforts today!

And looking at his figure that was gradually moving away, the sloppy old man sat up slightly, checked the gold coin in his hand, and two fine lights burst out of his eyes, and he shook his head as if he was smiling, and whispered to himself: "It's a little interesting, the child can be taught!"

On the other side, Hualong is swinging the axe in his hand to cut down the green bamboo, and every time it falls, there are a little sparks sputtering out, which shows how hard this seemingly inconspicuous green bamboo is, and in the past six months, Hua Long has also read a lot of information, and not long ago finally knew why this little green bamboo is so hard, because it is not an ordinary green bamboo at all, but an extremely precious and rare "cold iron bamboo", whether it is forging armor or refining tools, as long as a little "cold iron bamboo" is added to other materials The powder, the finished product will be directly upgraded by one or even several grades, and it has always been called the spirit crystal in the metal material world, which shows how high its value is.

I don't know how many times the axe fell, Hualong's tiger's mouth has already been numb, and even the wrist mouth has a trace of blood seeping down, no way, who made today's Hualong have already been ruthless, and he has exhausted all his strength every time he cuts, although he also knows that this may not help at all, but he really doesn't have much time left, and there are only about ten days left before the school deadline, and he has to fight.

"With luck, with strength, break it, fall quickly and lift slowly, focus on one point!"

Just when Hualong was still fighting hard, a slightly familiar voice instantly entered his ears, and he turned his head to look, and at some point, the sloppy old man was lying next to a green bamboo not far from him and drinking wine leisurely, obviously returning from buying wine.

And what he said just now, although it doesn't seem to feel much at first glance, but what a smart person Hua Long is, after pondering it carefully, his eyes suddenly brightened, and he felt a sense of enlightenment in an instant.

The so-called "luck with qi", if it was replaced by Hualong a few days ago, he may not understand what qi is at all, but in the past few days, after he obviously felt that his strength has become larger, there is indeed a wisp of "qi" in his body, although it is still very weak, but that feeling is like eating something and swelling his stomach but can't digest it, and at this time, after the old man's reminder, Hualong's brain flashed, and suddenly it seemed as if he had grasped something, and quickly stopped the movements in his hand, closed his eyes, and calmed down to feel the body. Qi "exists" and tries to control it with consciousness.

The sloppy old man not far away glanced at him slightly, and when he saw this scene, he immediately showed an extremely relieved smile!

A quarter of an hour, two quarters of an hour, three quarters of an hour......

It wasn't until more than an hour later that Hua Long Fang was barely able to use his consciousness to control this wisp of "qi" and pull it into the meridians of his hands, and then his eyes opened violently, and he glanced at the white marks cut down on the green bamboo before, his hands suddenly tightened, and the big axe was picked up instantly, and it fell violently in the next moment.

"Bell!"

A violent and long crashing sound instantly sounded abruptly on this huge hanging platform, and then echoed continuously, like a dusk drum and morning bell, resounding throughout the mountain.

The huge anti-shock force also acted directly on Hua Long's hands in the next moment, and the tiger's mouth shook violently, and the blood on the wrist was scooped out suddenly, and then only heard the sound of "bang", and the big axe in his hand instantly came out of his hand, and in an instant, it flew directly above his head, and after a few breaths, it directly hit another "cold iron bamboo" not far away, and then fell to the ground with a bang, instantly smashing out a big hole on the ground.

And this momentum made Hualong stand in place for a while, and he couldn't come back to his senses for a long time!

Because it's so big!

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