The continuous drizzle kept falling and it was disturbing.

Fu Xuan and Guan Yi were sitting on the octagonal pavilion next to the wooden house, looking at the continuous drizzle, and couldn't stop shaking their heads.

"Fu Xuan, this kind of weather has lasted for more than half a month, and it has been like this since the day you picked up the green oak axe. ”

Fu Xuan smiled and said: "Brother Guan, don't be presumptuous, you have already been able to become one with the green oak axe, and the distance between picking it up is just missing its recognition, with Brother Guan's temperament, I am afraid it won't take long." It's me, these days, my green oak wood still hasn't even had a cut mark, alas. ”

As he spoke, a man of five big and three thick men came over from a distance, it was the big man that Fu Xuan and the others saw on the day they arrived at the miscellaneous room, he had a sackcloth around his neck, his upper body was naked, and he was also carrying a green oak axe in his hand.

As soon as he sat down, he sat down next to Fu Xuan, and the moment he sat down, the octagonal pavilion crumbled, as if it was about to fall.

He put the green oak axe on his lap and wiped the sweat on his head with the linen cloth around his neck, and he didn't know whether it was sweat or rain.

Looking at Fu Xuandao, he said in a rough accent: "Little brother, I see that you have only been here for more than a month, and you can pick up the green oak axe, which is amazing." ”

Fu Xuan scratched his head and said with a smile: "Everyone has their own way, and this guy doesn't have to be too modest. You can cut a three-third-thick hole in the green oak wood with an axe, which I will never be able to do. ”

The big man wiped the water from his hair again, and hurriedly shook his head and said: "No, my master said, I have a brute force, and I can't sense green oak wood at all, so every axe I use is my own strength to cut out." ”

When Fu Xuan heard this, he suddenly realized, it was so, no wonder he had no way to leave traces on the green oak wood anyway, looking at the strength of this big man, how could he have the strength of 1,000 catties with an axe, how could he do it? Thinking of this, Fu Xuan just remembered to ask Mo to take care of things.

got up immediately, said to Guan Yi and the others, and went to the room in the rain.

Steward Mo was still lazily lying on the rattan chair, as if he saw Fu Xuan coming in, and only then did he open his sleepy eyes.

Fu Xuan said straight to the point: "How can I split the green oak wood?"

Steward Mo didn't answer Fu Xuan, but slowly stood up and walked to the window, as if talking to himself.

"Aman was rescued by me when I passed through a small mountain village during a trip down the mountain, when there was a demon master who used a living person as a sacrifice in order to seek a breakthrough, and when I traveled there, only Aman was still alive, I took action to destroy the demon path, and seeing that Aman was alone, I took him back to the Smoke and Rain Pavilion and taught him personally. ”

After a pause, as if explaining to Fu Xuan: "Aman is the simple man you met before. ”

"And then?"

"Aman is an honest man, and his cultivation qualifications are very good, but because his mind is relatively simple, he can't communicate with the green oak wood, and he picks up the green oak axe by his own strength. There is no way to communicate with the Yuan Force of Heaven and Earth, so I can't practice, so I have to find a way to find his own path of cultivation for him. Now he finally relied on the trace of heaven and earth Yuan power drawn from splitting the green oak wood, and cultivated to the Wuji realm. ”

"Everyone has their own unique cultivation at that time, what suits you is the best, Aman once asked me why others can communicate with green oak, so that it can be easily split. And he can only rely on brute force. I told him at the time that everyone has their own way, and if you keep going, you will not gain less than others. ”

Steward Mo turned around, looked at Fu Xuan, and asked rhetorically: "Now you won't be asking me how to communicate with Qing Oak Wood, right?" I don't want you to follow other people's ordinary paths, but have your own cultivation path, so that you may be slower than others in the beginning, but you will definitely go farther than others." ”

After hearing this, Fu Xuan bowed deeply to Steward Mo: "The disciple has been taught." ”

Steward Mo smiled: "This is the most sincere bow you have made in more than a month here." Okay, go for it. ”

Fu Xuan didn't go back to the Octagonal Pavilion, but braved the rain and came to his own green oak wood, holding the green oak axe and not knowing how to get off the axe, knowing is one thing, but if you want to really use it, it is not so easy, just like others tell you how to perform a trick, but you yourself have not been tempered, how can you show it?

At this time, Aman moved his green oak to Fu Xuan's side and said, "Little brother, let's go together!"

"You don't need to call me little brother, Brother Aman just call me Fu Xuan. ”

In this way, Aman has been chopping the green oak hard, one after another, while Fu Xuan is motionless looking at the green oak in front of him. Day after day, Fu Xuan was always looking for his own way.

On this day, Guan Yi finally communicated with the green oak axe, and came to Fu Xuan excitedly, only to see a group of people surrounding Aman and said: "Silly big man, someone is stupid with you, come on, come on, brother teach you, this green oak wood is not split like this, you cut it out like this, the aura is gone, you can only make materials for the house, you are a waste!"

"Yes, it's good to have a master steward, and I've been wasting the wood of the master here. You might as well learn from the one next to you, look at the green oak, save a little material for the teacher, and maybe one day you can see the green oak, hahaha. ”

After speaking, the crowd of onlookers around him also laughed.

Oman hesitated: "This is our own way. ”

When everyone heard this, they laughed again, and someone said, "You've been cultivating in the Wuji Realm for 60 years?"

Just when Aman couldn't refute, Fu Xuan stretched out his hand, grabbed Aman, and annoyed the person who spoke: "You are a person who has not yet reached the Kaiyuan realm, in other words, you are a mortal, but you go to laugh at an immortal in the eyes of your mortals, is there anything more ridiculous in the world?"

The man's face turned pale, and he said: "Then what kind of outfit you are a mortal, everyone knows that you need to perceive the texture of the green oak wood itself, so as to quickly split it, and what about you?"

Fu Xuan glanced at the man coldly and said, "Why don't we compare and see who splits this green oak wood into ten equal parts first, how about it?"

The man sneered: "Okay, let's see who comes out first, but what if you lose? I think if you lose, how about you get under my crotch?"

Fu Xuan frowned, how could he, who had been influenced by Buddhism since he was a child, be involved in such a vulgar thing, and when he was at a loss, Guan Yi and Aman said at the same time: "Okay, I'll drill for him." ”

Aman grinned and said, "I believe in you, because you are not following the ordinary path, and the master said that people who do not follow the ordinary path are either too stupid like me, or they are extremely smart." You can do it. ”

Guan Yi didn't speak, just patted Fu Xuan's shoulder.

Fu Xuan looked at the two of them and said solemnly, "I won't let you be insulted." ”

It was raining continuously, and it was still falling.

As the days passed, Fu Xuan still looked at the green oak in front of him in front of him in the heavy rain every day, and he never moved the slightest, and the thin young man was also powerful, in just ten days, he had already felt the texture of 4 green oak trees in a row, and successfully split them.

At this time, the man who split the fifth texture shouted to Fu Xuan: "I have finished half of it, and you are still standing still, how can you catch up with me? Remember the name of the master, Lao Tzu's name is Lu Qun!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the rain suddenly became heavier, and the sky became even darker, Fu Xuan opened his eyes and held the green oak axe high, like a cold light in the dark night.

Dark clouds rolled in the sky, thunder was deafening, and a little purple light appeared in the dim sky.

At this moment, Fu Xuan's hand holding the green oak axe high suddenly swung down and smashed it the green oak wood.

Lu Qun and the others looked at it and let out bursts of laughter - there was no trace of the green oak wood left.

Fu Xuan glanced at them and said, "Shut up." Immediately afterwards, the purple mangs in the sky seemed to have finally peeled off the dark clouds, and with an explosion, they rushed down like a coiled dragon and smashed on Fu Xuan's green oak wood, only to see that the green oak wood emitted purple light from the inside out.

"Bump. ”

It was made into ten parts, and all were even.

Fu Xuan, who was standing next to him, was also dyed with a trace of thunder and lightning.

Immediately, Fu Xuan shook his arm, glanced at the crowd that was shocked by the impact of thunder and lightning and fell to the ground, and said to the landing group: "Sit in the well and watch the sky, the bird's nest knows the ambition of the bird." Don't judge others by what you do. ”

After speaking, he left with Guan Yi Aman. Leaving a stunned crowd behind.