Chapter 102: The Cruel Truth

Chu Hao threw up his knife and punched, bang, he punched out and hit the tree, but the giant tree only trembled for a while and then stopped, stunned.

It's so hard.

It seems that it can only be sharpened little by little with a hatchet.

But how long does it take? One plant may take an hour, ten plants will take ten hours, and he will not have to sleep all day, and it will be used up to chop wood and fetch water.

Wait a minute.

Chu Hao stretched out his palm, he still had a weapon.

The power of fire.

On Earth, there is a technique called oxygen cutting, which actually uses the heat energy of a flame to burn an object, forming a gap. Although his palms don't carry oxygen flow, he doesn't need to cut them so flat.

――As long as you can cut it.

But this is not just the light to release high temperature, not only to be high, but also to concentrate as much as possible on a point line to form a knife-like effect.

Chu Hao touched his chin, if he could really do this, it would not only be a cutting wood, but also an extremely powerful weapon against the enemy. He couldn't help laughing, being locked up here as a coolie was a reward for him, allowing him to further tap his potential under pressure.

He is a man who does what he wants.

To concentrate the power of the flame as much as possible into a single dot line, this requires a great deal of control. Fortunately, Chu Hao had been doing this a few days ago, but at that time he wanted to control the power of the flame within a very small range, but now he wanted to increase it.

Compress limited forces together to generate greater power.

He kept trying, and soon an afternoon passed, and he didn't succeed.

In the evening, the food delivery man came over and checked his work by the way, and when he saw that there was only overflowing water and not a single piece of wood, he naturally gave him a bad mark. He emptied the pool and turned away.

Chu Hao stayed at home, studying the enhancement of the power of the flame all the time, and after another three days, he finally achieved something.

Airplanes.

He raised his right hand, and saw a flame edge that was no more than an inch on the edge of his palm. Unlike the red color of normal flames, this flame front is impressively turquoise.

The temperature is higher.

It worked.

Chu Hao smiled, he controlled the cells in his body to exert force together, and finally formed such a fire front at the edge of his palm, but this didn't last long, it was only about two minutes, and after two minutes, he had to stop and rest, and it would take about an hour before he could do it again.

He went to fetch water first, which was easy to solve, and it was done before noon. But he rested a little, and in the afternoon he set out again and went to the forest.

It's still the same tree.

Chu Hao turned his palm into a knife, and with a buzzing sound, the fire was ignited, and he mustered up all his strength, brushing the ground and cutting it with one palm.

The fire blade was like a peerless sword, easily cutting off the trunk of the tree, and with a slam on the ground, the giant tree in the sky fell with a bang.

Chu Hao couldn't help laughing, he had cultivated another skill.

His figure rose and fell, his palms kept slicing, boom, boom, and one big tree after another fell with a bang. In two minutes, he had cut down twenty-one trees.

Tomorrow's is out.

He dragged each of the ten trees back to the open space at the edge of the hut, and what to do with them was none of his business.

In the evening, the food delivery person came and saw the ten big trees lying in the clearing, and he couldn't help but be extremely surprised.

But according to his thoughts, it should be that Chu Hao didn't sleep at all last night, so he cut down ten plants. This is normal, and the people who have been punished in the past have done this, or they can cut down a tree and not drag it back, and gather the strength of three or four days to count it as a day.

However, the seven-day penalty period will become about a month. And Chu Hao was originally going to stay here for a month, so it would take three or four months to get out.

Or even longer.

Don't see if he freezes out of the root of the disease.

This time, Chu Hao's one-month penalty period was finally ticked off by one day.

The next day, there was still a pond full of water and ten big trees. The third day, the same, and the fourth, is no exception.

The man who delivered the meal was shocked.

How can this be the case every day?

Is this kid really a martial artist?

Day after day, in this extremely cold environment, Chu Hao can just temper himself, and after half a month, he has not only significantly improved his physique, but also mastered the power of the flames in his body.

On the 23rd day, he went into the forest in search of felled trees. The temperature here is too low, and the growth of trees is actually very slow, and it takes at least a few hundred years to grow to a height of 100 meters.

It's just that there are few people here, so these trees have plenty of time to grow.

"Huh?" he came to the bottom of a big tree, and wanted to cut it out with one palm, but when his eyes swept over, he found that there were words carved at the root of the tree.

"Morocidas...... What is this?" Chu Hao read the words on it, and to his surprise, these five words were actually extremely deep, showing the terrifying power of the other party.

Chu Hao thought to himself, unless he could further compress and improve the power of the power of the flame and concentrate it on one finger, then maybe he could engrave words on such a hard tree.

Or, if his cultivation breaks through to the martial arts realm, with the help of star power, then his attack power will increase by tons.

What does this person mean by carving five inexplicable characters in the place where the outer disciples were punished?

After Chu Hao was stunned for a moment, he wanted to wave his palm again, but his hand had just been raised, and a flash of inspiration suddenly appeared in his mind.

"This is the vernacular of the lower world. ”

His hand stopped suddenly, when he was still in Dongyun City, in order to make up for Chu Hao's slow three beats before, he had read a lot of classics, and he also deliberately went to re-read and write, with his memory, the things he had seen were naturally beyond his sight.

Although the lower world also belongs to the Tianwu Star, it has been separated for thousands of years, and it is naturally different in the development of civilization. Besides, the Tianwu Star is so big, and it is normal for each place to have its own characteristic civilization.

If you look at these five words again in the vernacular of the lower world, the meaning is completely different: "Dig to the bottom of the tree." ”

What's under the root of the tree? Why is it marked in the vernacular of the lower world?

It is certain that the person who left the message must be the predecessor of the lower world, and it should have been many years, and the five words have been deformed to varying degrees, which is the arbor growing.

But the growth rate of this kind of tree is extremely slow, even if Chu Hao doesn't have too much research, he can be sure that these words have a history of hundreds or even thousands of years.

In the local dialect, it is not to be seen by the locals. Even if a disciple of the local sect was punished and cut down the tree, because these five characters were engraved at the root of the tree, they would not be destroyed and the meaning would not be understood.

It's like a code, only those who go down to the world can understand it.

Chu Hao couldn't help but wonder what was hidden under the tree.

He started digging, but the frozen ground was extremely hard, and it took a long time to dig to a depth of about one meter, when an iron box appeared.

Chu Hao took out the iron box, but did not open it immediately, but used a branch as a tentacle to pick open the iron box, but there was only a ring inside, and nothing else.

Mustard seed ring?

Chu Hao picked up the ring and used star power as a medium to flood his consciousness.

It was indeed a mustard seed ring, and the space inside was much larger than that in his hand, almost ten times larger. In this space, there are a lot of star stones, as well as a book and a letterhead.

Chu Hao's mind moved, and the book and letterhead appeared in his hand.

"Flowing Water Recipe".

There were three words written on the book, and when Chu Hao opened it, he could immediately conclude that this was an exercise. But compared to the nameless exercises, he can't judge it yet, because he hasn't entered the martial artist realm yet.

He put the trick aside and picked up the letterhead and looked at it.

"Latecomer, you can see this message, which means that you are also from the lower world, and I am no longer in this world. Looking closely, I'm going to tell you something very serious, but the first thing you have to do is calm down. ”

"If you are not a calm person, I advise you not to look any further, otherwise you may lose your life. ”

So serious?

Chu Hao was only slightly stunned, and then looked at it again: "My name is Lin Cheng, I am from Yuecheng in the lower world, and because I have a high martial arts talent, I was selected to the Yunliu Sect. ”

"I was conscientious and diligent, and I worked hard to cultivate from an outer disciple to an inner disciple, and while my strength grew, I found that the people here had a strong rejection of our disciples in the lower world, and that look ...... It's like looking at a dog. ”

"When I reached the Fifth Order Martial Sect, the Sect gave me two choices. ”

"First, join the Chi family who brought me into the Yunliu Sect, marry one of their clansmen, change your surname to Chi, and cut off relations with the lower world forever. Second, enter the land of the demons. ”

"I don't know exactly what the Yin Demon Land is, I've only heard of the people who enter it...... Never came out alive. ”

"In other words, the sect actually didn't give me a way out at all. ”

"I pretended to agree to join the Chi family, while inquiring why the sect did this. ”

"It was exactly seven years before I found out the truth. ”

"It turns out that the Yunliu Sect invaded our lower world six thousand years ago and killed all the strong people there there, so that the martial arts level of the lower world stayed at the stage of martial apprentices. ”

"For so many years, they have continued to dig up the star stones that belong to us, luring a large number of talents to work for them. In the dark, many women are secretly taken here every year and become playthings. ”

"Even, in order to control the population of the lower world, they will deliberately cause a tide of fierce beasts to attack the city. ”

"Moreover, when we first came to the Yunliu Sect, we were severely poisoned, and we had to take an antidote once a year to suppress it, and the effect could last for a year. Of course, we have been kept in the dark, and even after I joined the Chi family, we were not told about it. I only found out on the rare occasion. ”

"Although I joined the Chi family, whether it was the sect or the Chi family, they still remained wary of me, and never taught me the ground-level exercises, so that I could not break through to the soldiers. ”

"I'm stuck here, unable to bring the truth back to the lower world, and I don't dare tell the rest of the lower world, because it will only kill them. ”

"After another few years, I finally got a chance to steal the treasure of the Yunliu Sect, the only prefecture-level mid-grade exercise "Flowing Water Technique", and hide it here. ”

"You can see this message, it means that I have committed suicide because I don't think I can survive their torture. After all, I have a wife and children here, they are all innocent, if the Yunliu Sect uses them to threaten me...... I don't know how long I'll be able to hold out. And I was poisoned, and I lived for a year at most without an antidote. ”

"Latecomers, you now know your fate in advance, and it's up to you to decide what to do in the future, and I hope you can have a glimmer of life. ”

"Lin Cheng, no pen. ”