As a martial arts hall in Changle County, Shengwutang is not headquartered in the city.

The façade of the city was only for recruiting disciples.

The base camp of Wutang was located on the mountainside thirty miles outside the city.

This place is secluded, the scenery is beautiful, the grass is green, the green mountains and green waters, it is very suitable for martial arts.

On the second day, it was just dawn.

Chen Qing was refreshed, he practiced Tiger Fist for a while last night, and he gained a lot.

Name: Qing Chen

Lifespan: 3 years, 1 month and 2 days

Realm: None

Exercises: None

Martial Arts: Tiger Fist: Mastery Progress (3%)

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After taking a look at the panel, Chen Qing went out and walked towards the dining hall.

He is an apprentice and miscellaneous servant of the Shengwu Hall, and is responsible for all the chores of the Shengwu Hall.

Every day, I have to get up before dawn, carry water, chop wood, cook, and clean.

Of course, such a big Saint Martial Hall is not just a miscellaneous servant.

It is divided into several areas and several team heads, but the miscellaneous team leaders of the entire Holy Martial Hall are all under the control of the steward.

Chen Qing came to his area, and there were no other miscellaneous servants at this time.

He lifted the bucket and began to fetch water.

Yesterday, Tiger Fist was introduced, and his body was also a lot stronger.

At this time, carrying two buckets of water, there was no sense of difficulty.

Still as light as a swallow, walking as fast as a fly, he soon filled a jar of water.

At this time, several other miscellaneous apprentices also arrived.

Seeing that Chen Qing had already filled the water tank, several people were slightly surprised.

"Chen Qing, have you taken medicine? So fierce? Li Chuang said shockingly.

"I came early." Chen Qing explained.

Hearing this, Li Chuang looked around, and seeing that no one else was paying attention, he quietly leaned into Chen Qing's ear and said, "Chen Qing, don't you fight against that Wang Kun in the future, this person is narrow-minded and small-bellied, I'm afraid he will secretly yin you." ”

Hearing this, Chen Qing was stunned, he looked at Li Chuang, and said: "Li Chuang, we have repeatedly endured, in exchange for only getting worse, if everything is submissive, he will only go more and more excessive." ”

Li Chuang sighed and said, "Chen Qing, you have the support of the steward, he doesn't dare to do anything to you on the surface, but we are different, if you don't listen to him, I'm afraid it won't be easy." ”

"What are you two talking about when you two don't work?"

Chen Qing wanted to say something more, but a cold voice interrupted his thoughts.

The two looked over and saw Wang Kun enter this place under Yang Xiaoliu's sycophancy.

"This is going, this is going!" Seeing Wang Kun coming, Li Chuang's expression changed and he hurried to work.

Chen Qing also went to the firewood room to start chopping firewood.

"Brother Kun, what is Chen Qing's attitude?" Yang Xiaoliu spat at the place where Chen Qing had left and spoke.

Wang Kun didn't speak, but looked thoughtfully at Chen Qing's departing back.

At this time, Chen Qing entered the firewood room and began to chop firewood.

It's not the first time he's chopping wood, so he's skilled.

Moreover, the miscellaneous disciples will also be taught a method of chopping wood.

It is said that this is a method of chopping wood created by one of the predecessors of the Shobu Hall.

Back then, the senior was also a handyman, specializing in chopping wood.

Later, he actually realized a wood-splitting skill in chopping wood.

In the end, he was discovered by the hall master of the year, and he was shocked, and accepted the handyman as a disciple of the inner hall.

That senior had only one request, and that was to allow the miscellaneous servants of the Holy Martial Hall to learn wood-chopping skills.

It can be regarded as a chance for the children of the poor family.

However, this firewood chopping skill is very difficult to learn, and ordinary people will not be able to find a way out if they do not chop firewood for three or five years.

Chen Qing is no exception, although he learned the skill of chopping wood, he did not have the slightest understanding.

Moreover, he had been practicing Tiger Fist yesterday, but he had forgotten about this firewood chopping skill.

At this time, when he arrived at the firewood room, he suddenly remembered the firewood chopping skill, and he wanted to practice it.

After all, this firewood chopping skill was created by a senior of the Holy Martial Hall back then, and it should be very powerful.

Thinking of this, Chen Qing laid out the wood, grabbed an axe beside him, and slashed it down.

His muscles were tense all over his body, his waist exerted force, and his whole body was full of strength from the bottom up, through his shoulders and all gathered on his arms, and he slashed down with force.

After chopping, he looked at the panel.

Nothing has changed.

"Still not right!" Chen Qing muttered to himself in his heart.

"It seems that this wood-splitting skill is indeed much more clever than that Tiger Fist."

"The first time I practiced Tiger Fist, I quickly found the right method, but I practiced this wood-splitting skill for more than a year, and I still haven't found the right method."

Immediately after, Chen Qing swung the axe again.

Burst!

Burst!

Burst!

He chopped firewood again and again, and soon the firewood next to him had piled up into a hill.

Chen Qing was sweating profusely and felt hot all over, but he still didn't do it right.

Burst!

Chen Qing continued to chop wood.

"Chopping Wood: Introductory Progress (1%)"

Suddenly, a line of small words flashed in the corner of Chen Qing's eyes.

It's done!

Chen Qing was excited, the appearance of this line of words proved that Chen Qing's actions just now were right.

He struggled to remember what he had just done.

I gradually felt it in my heart.

Burst!

Burst!

Burst!

"Chopping Wood: Introductory Progress (2%)"

I split a few more times in succession, and the action was done right again.

With the panel as a reference, Chen Qing only needs to do one right action, and he will soon be able to find the feeling.

After chopping a few more times, Chen Qing was basically able to chop firewood three times, and the action was successful once.

He believes that as long as he keeps practicing, there will always be a time for success.

"Chopping Wood: Introductory Progress (5%)"

As Chen Qing kept chopping firewood, the success rate of the action became higher and higher, and the entry progress of chopping firewood has been increasing.

But the price is also quite large, that is, his lifespan.

Chen Qing knew very well in his heart that now he only had three years to live, if he wanted to change his fate.

There's only one gamble.

You have to make yourself strong first, and then you can seize the opportunity to continue your life.

Just as Chen Qing was chopping firewood, a figure entered the firewood room, it was Wang Kun.

Chen Qing's expression changed, and he quickly stopped.

Now that he has mastered the skill of chopping firewood, if the other party sees the difference, with the other party's urine, I am afraid that there will be trouble.

But Chen Qing was too worried.

Wang Kun has never chopped firewood since he entered the Shengwu Hall, and as for chopping firewood, he doesn't understand it at all.

It's impossible for him to see the clues.

"Boy, you're weird today." Wang Kun looked at Chen Qing and said with a smile.

When Chen Qing heard this, his face was puzzled, and he said, "What do you mean?" ”

"I came early in the morning to fill the water tank, and now I have chopped so much firewood, which is enough to burn for three days, right?"

"Sooner or later, what's the matter?" Chen Qing said.

"Hehe, boy, don't think I don't know what you're thinking? Do you think you can hide something if you work hard? ”

"What do you mean by Wang Bantou?" Chen Qing looked at Wang Kun, and suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart.

"What do you mean? Hehe, Chen Qing, do you think you really didn't know what you were watching the official disciples of the Holy Martial Hall practicing martial arts? ”

Hearing this, Chen Qing's face changed, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.