"What's your homework for today?"

On the edge of the lake, Gu Qing jumped up with a gravel sword on his back, lifted his weight lightly, landed on a boulder, and sat cross-legged. On a stone not far from the www.biquge.info of the Pen, Fun Pavilion, a blue tripod emitted blue light, flashing slightly, and the Phantom Blue Gu King appeared in the air.

"Cut down trees!"

The Gu Master flew out backwards, stopped in a small jungle, circled around a few decimal trees, and finally stopped.

"Just these bamboos?"

Gu Qing looked at the few purple bamboos in front of him that were staggering and "listless" and asked disdainfully. The tree in front of me is said to be a tree, but it is not so much a bamboo, one by one, each bamboo node is half a foot apart, except for the leaves are orange, the roots and trunk are rare purple.

The Gu Master snorted and said, "Then try it!"

Gu Qing nodded, walked to a small tree, took off the gravel sword on his back, clasped his hands, looked at the purple tree, and slashed it with his sword.

The gravel sword was indestructible, but when the sword slashed into the trunk of the tree, only to hear a crisp sound, the gravel sword turned out to be as blunt as a firewood knife, like a stubborn stone, and his palms were numb from the shock, and the gravel sword almost flew out. The purple tree was cut down by him, leaned forward, bounced back after a while, and after shaking it a few times, it returned to its original appearance, and not even a sword mark appeared on the trunk.

"This..."Gu Qingkou was dumbfounded, not knowing what words to use to describe his complicated feelings at this time. He had personally experienced the power of the Broken Stone Sword, and with a single stroke, he could kill a second-level poisonous beast, but the heavy sword slashed at this small tree, leaving no trace at all.

"This tree is called Purple Xuanmu, and it has no other characteristics except for its super hardness, and its hardness is more than hundreds of times that of the Wood Flame City Panmu. In the entire Northern Qing Dynasty, Panzhou only exists on Guling Island, you are blessed!"

The Gu Master explained to him the origin of the little tree.

"It's so rare! After cutting it down and selling it, it should be very valuable, right?" Gu Qing rubbed his hands, looked Zishu up and down again, the blazing light in his eyes flashed, and quipped.

"Wrong! Zixuanmu can't be reused because of its hardness, it's almost the same as waste firewood, in other words, if you take it out and sell it as firewood, others will dislike it!" Gu Master laughed and told the truth of the matter, Gu Qing was disheartened after hearing this, and lost the last trace of interest in Zixuanmu!

"Cut one in ten hours! Don't say I'm too you!"

After leaving the last command, the Gu Master flew back to the Landing by the lake and disappeared.

"Underestimate me?" Gu Qing was a little displeased, raised the gravel sword again, exerted his whole body, and looked at the weak purple Xuanmu with a bang.

The same result as last time, Zi Xuanmu leaned forward, and after a slight flick, it returned to its original state again, and there was not even a small hole left in the place where it was cut.

"Try again!"

I slashed more than a dozen times in a row, and the result was the same every time, and Zi Xuanmu was safe and sound.

He began to suspect that the Gravel Sword was not as powerful as before, so he found another tree on the island, and slashed it out with a swing of his sword, and the giant tree half a foot thick was as fragile as paper, and was cut off by the waist, only to hear a loud bang, and the trunk smashed on the ground, and the dust flew.

"There's no problem with the gravel sword, it's still as sharp as before! That purple Xuanmu is really a little strange!" Gu Qing sighed, ignoring the giant trees on the ground, he came to the lake again with the gravel sword on his back, came to a few purple Xuanmu, stretched out his finger and touched it a few times.

Started with the cold, and other than that, there is no other feeling!

"I don't believe in this evil, come again!"

He stepped back a few feet, pulled out the gravel sword from his back, clenched his hands tightly, pointed the sword at the sky, pointed his toes to the ground, trotted quickly, and when he was only a few inches away from Zixuanmu, he used the strength of his whole body, swung hard, and slashed heavily on the trunk of the tree.

Zi Xuanmu shook for a moment, and several leaves fell from a high place, and a small opening appeared on the trunk that was barely visible to the naked eye.

Bang bang bang...!

Five or six more swords were cut out, and the purple wood was still not broken, the only change was that the small opening on the trunk had widened a little, and it looked more like a trace of being strangled by a rope.

Hey, he sighed a few times, put the gravel sword on his back again, and sat on the ground with his buttocks, only feeling that his whole body was sore, and he didn't have any strength at all.

He stared at Zi Xuanmu in a daze, and began to think about the root of the problem. The purple Xuanmu is indeed hard enough, but the gravel sword is also very hard, so there is no reason to keep chopping it?

After resting for a while, he felt that the strength in his body had recovered a lot, he stood up again, held the gravel sword with both hands, and slashed it hard, but the result was still the same, the purple Xuanmu was still not broken.

Out of the sword like the wind!

After the first break, he slashed out more than a dozen swords in a row, reached the limit of his physical strength, and had to sit down again.

After resting for the second time, I only felt that the strength in my body was much greater, and I slashed out more than thirty swords in one go. Except for the opening that has become a little bigger, the purple Xuanmu is still not broken, and it is waving in the wind, as if provoking Gu Qing.

After the third break, I tried my best to cut more than fifty swords!

After the fourth break, the limit is more than seventy swords!

After the fifth break, the limit is more than ninety swords!

...

For the tenth time, Gu Qing used all his strength to make a sword and cut out more than 200 swords. What made him depressed was that no matter how hard he tried, the purple Xuanmu still didn't break.

Ten hours passed in a blink of an eye, and Gu Qing did not cut the purple Xuanmu from beginning to end, the only achievement was that the gap in the trunk continued to expand, and now it was the width of a little finger.

With a flicker of blue light in the distance, the Gu Master quickly came to Zi Xuanmu's side, looked at Gu Qing who was paralyzed on the ground, and said with a smile: "It's not bad, it's not as bad as I expected!"

"Cut, are you making fun of me?" Gu Qing glanced at him, a little angry in his heart.

"Do you want to hear the origin of the Purple Xuanmu?" said the Gu Master in response to the question.

"Master is tired, you can talk if you want!"

The Gu Master was not angry at his attitude, the man should be a little bloody, cleared his throat, and said slowly: "About seven or eight hundred years ago, there was a flower cultivation sect in the Hongmeng Continent called the Imperial Forest Sect, and there was a disciple in the sect named Zixuan. Speaking of the word Zixuan, he paused for a moment and continued: "This son is extremely talented, especially in the attainment of flower cultivation, it is once in a thousand years, and in just a few years, he was listed as a candidate for the sect master, and he was vigorously cultivated as an elite seed. ”

"Zi Xuan has a withdrawn personality, is taciturn, rarely goes out of the sect, and spends most of his time planting flowers and cultivating flowers, and devotes himself to studying the way of flower cultivation. By chance, Zi Xuan was sent to the Imperial Forest Sect to carry out a difficult mission, and on the way he befriended a girl named Nihuang, and after the two experienced life and death, they fell in love. It's just that Nihuang's identity is a bit special, she is the saintess of a large sect, and she can't marry in her life! At that time, the strength of the Imperial Forest Sect was like an egg and a stone compared to that sect, and there was no comparison. Ni Huang's qualifications are the great sect's rare Tianjiao in a hundred years, and the big sect naturally did not let go of the two of them, in order to deter Zi Xuan, he led the crowd to slaughter the Imperial Forest Sect! Zi Xuan finally fought his way out of the encirclement with the help of Ni Huang, and while fleeing, he also injured one arm, and since then he has become a one-armed man!"

"What happened later?" Seeing that the Gu Master paused, Gu Qing hurriedly asked.

"Due to the loss of his virginity, Nihuang was beaten into the cold palace by the big sect, and suffered the pain of ten thousand needles every day, life is better than death, and after a few years, there is no human appearance. Everyone thought that was the end of the matter. But something unexpected happened to the Great Sect, five years later, the white-haired Zi Xuan returned to the Great Sect and began to slaughter with the strength of one person, and the strength he displayed made countless people overwhelmed with horror! Zi Xuan's purpose is very simple, not to kill people, there is only one purpose, to rescue the fallen Nihuang!" The Gu Master said this, pausing slightly.

After a while, he continued: "When Zi Xuan saw the inhumanoid Nihuang who was tossed in the heavenly prison, he was furious, and the killing aura was a little stronger, and everyone who saw the one-armed ability to control poison gasped, and finally when they fought with the Taishang Sect Master of the Great Sect, both of them died! More than 2,000 people from the Great Sect were wiped out in a few days, and the blood of these many people gathered and watered on a rare tree species, which sprouted wonderfully and grew into a tree, which was very hard and slashed no matter what weapon was used to attack! Later generations named this tree after Zixuan, called Zixuanmu!"

After Gu Qing listened, he stretched out his finger and touched Zixuanmu, and sighed: "I didn't expect there to be such a love story after this tree!"

"This kind of tree has persistence, ferocity, tenacity, etc., and it's normal for you to keep cutting it!" After the Gu Master finished speaking, he sighed a few times and was about to fly into the distance.

There was an astonishing loud bang, coming from behind, only to see Gu Qing's face full of anger, black qi wrapped up and down, as if he had changed a person, the gravel sword was held in his hand and clanged, he held the sword with one hand, and gently slashed at the purple Xuanmu.

Click!

The sound was very small at first, and then it became very crisp!

The purple wood actually broke!

"This...!" The Gu Master was a little surprised, he had never thought that Gu Qing would be able to cut the Purple Xuanmu with the Stone Shattering Sword, that wood was not ordinary hard, it was not something that a poisonous general could cut at all! The reason why he asked Gu Qing to cut down the tree was to cultivate his speed and strength!

The incision of the purple wood was flat, as if it had been cut by a sharp blade cutting tofu.

Seeing that the Gu Master was a little disbelieving, Gu Qing's figure flashed, and he quickly came to the front of another purple Xuanmu, and the broken stone sword was cut out indifferently, and with a click, the purple Xuanmu was cut off again.

After doing all this, Gu Qing put the gravel sword on his back again, and without looking at the Gu Master, his figure floated and left.