Two days later,

Zhao Lin's body has completely recovered, in addition to his own amazing recovery power, coupled with Old Man Hu's careful recuperation, he is already alive at this moment, and his body is too good to be better.

Of course, there was one thing that caught Hu Lao's attention slightly, that is, Zhao Lin's amazing recovery ability, if it is said that the ability of the Blood Disaster Sufferer itself is strong, it is not entirely, because not long ago, Old Man Hu had completely sealed his own Blood Disaster ability, so his terrifying recovery ability had another reason.

Maybe it's because Zhao Lin's body is weird, but as a generation of blood calamity, it's common for him to have an extraordinary physique, which makes the old man even more suspicious, but the only thing that can be determined is that once the strength of the blood calamity breaks out, this power can be completely drawn, just like Zhao Lin's recovery power at this moment is of course extraordinary, but I am afraid that if the blood disaster power breaks out, then this recovery power will become several times, ten, or even hundreds of times, I am afraid that it will be even more shocking.

It's just that Hu Lao didn't know whether this recovery power was derived from the power of the blood calamity, or whether it was something he had in his own right, and he had a hunch that it might be the latter, and it might be related to Zhao Lin's soul intent in the future.

Speaking of Zhao Lin's soul, the old man is also looking forward to it, the soul is strange, all-encompassing, just before, the old man once met a relatively rare soul, it turned out to be a strong man of the 'stone bowl', speaking of which, there is still a certain relationship with the soul of his 'wine', to be honest, just opened and finally fought with it, although he took advantage of it at that time and won the man, but the old man also had enough choking.

Moreover, there is a possibility that the soul will be a low-level soul intention since birth, and it may also be a high-level soul will, although the soul will can also be generalized according to the strength of the person, and the low-level can be transformed into a high-level.

Immediately, later generations divided the different levels of this soul intention into four different levels of soul consciousness: human, earth, heaven, and god. Most people's soul intent condensed from the beginning is the soul intent of the human level, and then they slowly work hard to experience it, and then gradually increase the level of their soul intent.

At this moment, next to the cabin, two firewood piles are like standing mountains. And Zhao Lin was looking at the two "Firewood Mountains" with a dull expression, which made the corners of my mouth twitch, and then I aimed at the delicate little dagger in my hand, which made Zhao Lin can't help but complain.

"Damn, this old man obviously doesn't want to teach me martial arts, so he really told me directly, why bother to pit me like this. ”

This is naturally the second task that Hu Lao arranged for Zhao Lin, chopping wood, after receiving the first lesson, Zhao Lin knew that the task arranged by Hu Lao was not as simple as it seemed, but when he really saw it, he still couldn't help but be shocked.

These two firewood piles were the terrifying "gifts" that Hu Lao carefully prepared for Zhao Lin, of course, it was not the reason why Zhao Lin really complained, but the woodcutter to be used to chop wood, or more precisely, the small dagger for chopping wood.

At the beginning, he was still worried that this time would be the same as last time, whether the firewood for chopping wood would be too heavy and inconvenient to carry, but then Hu Lao told him that this time it would be a very light and ingenious tool, which made Zhao Lin at that time slightly relieved, who knows.

This is too light, hey, is there any mistake, are you really sure that this thing is used for chopping wood, not for peeling apples, Zhao Lin was dissatisfied in his heart at the moment.

Of course, in the end, Zhao Lin could only admit it, Zhao Lin sighed slightly, and then held a static dagger, with a helpless face, silently walked towards the firewood, and then grabbed a round rough wood about a foot long, his arm shook suddenly, and suddenly split towards the log, no, it was pierced, and then left a deep crack in the stake, as if venting his anger.

The figure of the dagger is chaotic and staggered in the void, and a sound of "pong" chopping wood came from behind the cabin, in the wooden house, the window quietly turned up, and a pair of dry eyes slowly glanced at the boy, and then showed a thief laugh, Hu Lao immediately took out a brown gourd, and immediately flipped it over, lifted the lid of the gourd, held the wine gourd, and then raised his head and drank it, and then his face became slightly solemn, and he muttered silently,

"Boy, take your time, the road ahead is not just as simple as chopping these firewood, if you can't strengthen your beliefs now, destruction is just the end of your future"

noon

The red sun hung high in the sky, the scorching light poured down, the green leaves and branches of the young grass seemed to hang down lazily, and some demon beasts in the mountains were resting under the shade of the trees.

The vicious light was like a sharp thorn nail, deeply piercing Zhao Lin's body, making Zhao Lin's body tremble slightly, and fine sweat swept across Zhao Lin's immature face, panting, but the bright eyes revealed a resolute look, staring closely at the already devastated wooden stake.

He held the dagger tightly in his palm, and then slashed towards the log, and then a deep knife mark fell on the log, he no longer knew how many knives he swung, but he still clearly knew that this was only his first log, he still couldn't split it, and the crack mark was only less than half a foot, and it was still a lot short of a foot-long log.

Maybe he can completely split this firewood today, but according to such a law of one a day, and looking at the two stacked firewood pairs in the mountains, I am afraid that there are thousands, ten thousands, millions or even more, he has to split them all, but it will be until what year and month will he be able to truly learn martial arts.

These irritable thoughts made Zhao Lin's body feel like he was wearing heavy chains, and at this moment, whether it was physical exertion or mental exhaustion, he began to feel dazed, and the movements in his hands began to slow down slightly.

Zhao Lin shook his head, trying hard to get rid of the influence of that negative thought, but this thought continued to impact Zhao Lin's mind like a flood.

"Oh yes, what's going on today, the wind is always blowing, and the grass is always shaking and shaking! It's still a little cold in this weather, I don't know if you feel it."

At this moment, a voice that was not salty or light suddenly floated up, Zhao Lin followed the source of the sound, and then slowly turned his head to look, only to see the old man holding the brown gourd and shaking it, looking at Zhao Lin indifferently, with a slight look of frustration in his indifference.

Immediately, Hu Lao didn't say anything, just sighed slightly, and then turned around and left.

Hu Lao just dropped a sentence that made Zhao Lin inexplicable, and he didn't say anything, which made Zhao Lin slightly stunned, and then stopped the movements in his hand, and his bright eyes slowly swept around, allowing his body to quietly sense the natural scenery at this moment.

The breeze blew gently, like an angel's wrist gently caressing the green grass, making the grass blades sway slightly, as if the child was excited to find his parents, and then a burst of coolness rushed in, making Zhao Lin's body tremble slightly.

Suddenly, Zhao Lin's heart froze slightly, and then he smiled slightly, looked at the direction where Hu Lao left, full of gratitude, and immediately held the dagger again and walked towards the wooden block.

Hu Lao's words just now made him suddenly realize that the natural scenery that the old man told him was only the scenery at that time on the surface, but in fact, he told Zhao Lin all the wind and grass at that moment, and he was also warning Zhao Lin not to be affected by ups and downs, and to calm his heart.

In fact, almost as Zhao Lin thought, Hu Lao was able to observe his face, and at that moment, Hu Lao also sensed that Zhao Lin's state of mind was in an impetuous state, and immediately reminded Zhao Lin.

"Looks like I'm almost too far away, hey!"

Thinking of the irritability just now, he secretly smiled bitterly and said.

When he slowly calmed down, his eyes slowly looked at the round firewood, and then his arm turned slightly, slowly concentrated his energy in his hand, and then slashed towards the stake, and at this moment a faint aura surfaced, so faint that it was imperceptible.

Boom!

A terrifying scene appeared, accompanied by the sound of a sawdust cracking, only to see that the log was split into two in an instant, which made Zhao Lin suddenly shocked, and then slowly said,

"I ...... I actually split it, and I was struggling just now."