Ren Zifei withdrew his fingers and asked, "Are they cultivating well now?" ”

Song Yuxin said: "Very good, the progress is rapid, the head of the uncle is very satisfied, especially Senior Brother Li, it is your eldest brother, the head of the master personally taught him, saying that his future cultivation will far surpass all the senior brothers, and the future is limitless." ”

Ren Zifei said yearningly: "Then will he fly?" ”

Song Yuxin smiled and said, "That's not going to happen, flying skills can only be learned after the age of fifteen." ”

He also said: "Actually, flying art is really a skin in the cultivation world, but he is still young, his mind is not strong, and he is afraid that learning flying art will go wrong, so he did not teach him, once it is taught, with his wonderful qualifications, it will be achieved in the near future." ”

Ren Zifei said: "Then can he also board Tongtian Island and go directly to the immortal realm?" ”

Song Yuxin said: "If you want to be invited by the immortal world to board Tongtian Island, you need to accumulate at least a hundred years of cultivation and achievements, and Senior Brother Li is still far behind, but if he can persevere in tempering it, it will be a matter of time." ”

Ren Zifei sighed, his eyes dimmed, and said, "It's a pity that I don't have this hope in my life." ”

After thinking about it, he said, "You wait for me!" ”

Without waiting for Song Yuxin to answer, he turned around and ran out the back door, and ran back after a while.

When he went out, his hands were empty, and when he came back, he was holding a heavy axe, and in his right hand he was holding an iron sword without a scabbard.

Everyone couldn't help but wonder, and the shopkeeper was also taken aback, and hurriedly stepped forward to stop him, and asked, "What are you doing with these?" ”

Ren Zifei bypassed the shopkeeper, ran straight to Song Yuxin, put the iron sword on the table, picked up the board axe with both hands, and said: "Big brother gave me his sword when he left, I don't have a decent gift in return, just give him this plate axe I used to chop wood, Magpie Mountain is too far away, I can't fly, I can't go, please hand it over to him." He carved his name on his sword, and I engraved my name on this plate axe. ”

The shopkeeper said: "You gave away the board axe, what do you use to chop wood?" ”

Ren Zifei's chin slammed into the iron sword on the table, and said, "I have the sword that my eldest brother gave me, which is much sharper than this axe." ”

Song Yuxin looked at the plate axe, and saw that there were three words engraved crookedly on it: the person flew by himself, and glanced at the iron sword on the table, and saw that there were also three words engraved on the hilt: Li Yuanyuan, although the penmanship is naïve, it is also neat, and there is a faint hint of domineering.

Hu Gai next to him sneered, stretched out his hand and pointed to the word "person" on the board axe and asked, "Is this the word Ren surnamed Ren?" ”

Ren Zifei scratched his head and said, "Isn't it?" I always thought it was. ”

Everyone couldn't help but be dumbfounded.

Ren Zifei asked, "Which one is that?"

Hu Gaiyi dipped the head of his chopsticks in the tea in the cup, and wrote the word "Ren" on the table one by one.

Ren Zifei sighed and said, "You wait for me, I'll re-engrave it." ”

Saying that he was about to run to the back door again, Song Yuxin got up and grabbed him, took the board axe, and said, "Just have the number of etiquette, don't worry about these details." ”

As he spoke, he put the plate axe on the table, picked up a long sword, drew the sword out of the sheath, walked away two steps, his wrist shook a few times, and a burst of iron filings flew, and the word "person" on the board axe was changed to the word "Ren".

Ren Zifei looked at the long sword in Song Yuxin's hand in amazement, and praised: "It's really a good sword, I used an iron nail to engrave words on the axe, and it took seven or eight days to carve three words." ”

Song Yuxin smiled lightly, put the sword in the sheath, put it on the table, held the board axe with both hands, looked at the words on it, and said with a smile: "Thousands of miles to send goose feathers, the courtesy is light and affectionate, you send the board axe for thousands of miles, the love is as heavy as Mount Tai, presumably Senior Brother Li will be very happy to see it." ”

Ren Zifei said: "Is this place thousands of miles away from Magpie Mountain?" ”

Hu Gaiyi picked up the conversation and said: "No, it's almost the same, such a heavy plate axe, you let us send it thousands of miles away, it's really a bit unkind, and your plate axe is so big, it can't be hidden in the cuffs or arms, so swaggering to carry it through the market, passers-by think it's crazy!" ”

The shopkeeper echoed: "Yes, the two Taoist chiefs don't care about him, there are many treasures on Magpie Mountain, who is rare about this thing?" ”

Ren Zifei was embarrassed for a moment and couldn't speak.

Song Yuxin put down the axe and said to Hu Gai: "Sixth Senior Brother, after all, it is the little brother's heart, and there is also Senior Brother Li." ”

Hu Gai snorted and said, "I want to take you, I won't take it anyway!" ”

Song Yuxin said in a loud voice: "Okay, this is okay, I will never work for the sixth senior brother." ”

The shopkeeper smiled bitterly and said to Ren Zifei: "This time you are satisfied, hurry up and chop firewood, don't disturb the Yaxing of all the guest officials!" ”

Ren Zifei was reluctant to leave, and said in a snort: "The firewood is all chopped." ”

The shopkeeper shouted, "Is the firewood in the firewood room finished chopping, and the trees on the mountain have also been cut down?" ”

Raise your arm and point to the back door, "Go up the hill and chop wood!" ”

Ren Zifei didn't dare to argue anymore, picked up the iron sword, walked from the back door to the backyard, went to the firewood room to take a look, and the chopped firewood was piled up in half a house, enough for three or five days, and couldn't help complaining: "He just dislikes the rags on my body and embarrasses him." ”

And he said, "But he never paid me for my wages, so what should I do to buy new clothes?" ”

He kicked the pyre hard, using too much force, and his toes hurt, and he hurriedly squatted down to check, and at some point the toe of his shoes was worn out, and his thumb was injured, and he was bleeding from it.

He stared at the wound silently for a while, grabbed a handful of loess and sprinkled it on the wound to stop the bleeding, put the iron sword on his chest, watched the bright iron sword reflect his emaciated face, and said with some self-abandonment: "You will suffer if you follow me, if the eldest brother knows that I take you to chop wood, I don't know if he will blame me, but you are really much sharper than the board axe, which saves me a lot of effort." ”

The iron sword was picked up by Li Yuan from a valley, and although it was rough in appearance, covered with black silk-like cracks, and had no scabbard, it was very sharp and lightweight, at least it was very practical to chop wood.

Ren Zifei walked out of the firewood room, walked out of the backyard, and walked into the street, waving the iron sword in an orderly manner as he walked, with a humming shout in his mouth, whenever he met a pedestrian, he hid the sword behind him like a thief, and his face of smugness instantly turned into dejection.

Although Shenxian Station is only a village in name, due to the prosperity of all industries and the prosperity of people, it has the scale of a town, the main street is paved with smooth and smooth bluestone slabs, there are some shops on both sides, and there are pedestrians passing by from time to time on the street.

Ren Zifei walked along the main street to the entrance of the village, stopped for a long time under the stone archway, looked at the top of the archway engraved with the chic and elegant "fairy station" three words, for a moment in a trance, the afternoon sun made him dizzy for a while.

He felt a little weak, so he sat down on the stone pier under the archway to rest, felt a little better, and then picked up the iron sword and walked away.

When he arrived in the mountains and forests at the west end of the village, Ren Zifei was not in a hurry to chop wood, he was in a daze with an iron sword in both hands, leaning on a big tree, he knew that the shopkeeper was just to keep him out of sight.

He has been a superfluous person since he was a child, and when he was still an infant, his father and mother threw him into the hall of the Xianlai Inn, and since then he has been like a yellow crane, probably to keep him out of sight.

Although the shopkeeper and the guys gave him a mouthful of food and drink, they treated him very badly, shouting and scolding at every turn, and sometimes adding fists and kicks, just because he was stupid, that is, the so-called poor qualifications.

When he was six or seven years old, the shopkeeper gave him all kinds of work, but he always couldn't do it well, the shopkeeper let him run the hall, he always served the wrong dishes to the guests, and he couldn't speak, which often provoked the guests to get angry, and sometimes clumsily knocked over the dishes and bowls, and the juice splashed on the guests.

The shopkeeper asked him to help in the back kitchen, but he still couldn't do it well, adding firewood to the fire, always not satisfying the chef, such as asking him to increase the fire, he often made himself disgraced and couldn't make the fire prosperous, let him make the fire smaller, but he burned the fire loudly, as if he was deliberately doing against the cook.

Fortunately, there was also an unskilled job in the shop, which was chopping and chopping wood, and this time he finally made the best use of it, and he did a good job, although he was small and weak, and it was quite difficult to lift the axe, but at least he didn't have to bother with it, and he always couldn't do it well.

But for this job alone, the shopkeeper is already merciful to give him food, how can he talk about wages?

He couldn't cut the firewood on the mountain in his life, but the size of the firewood house was limited, and it was soon full, so he was idle most of the time, which could not escape the suspicion of eating white rice, which was why the shopkeeper and the guy treated him coldly.

It is necessary to know that the world is regarded as a fairyland holy land of the immortal station, but the local residents are very worldly, knowing that they have no chance to become immortals, so they dig out their hearts to earn the money of the cultivators, regardless of women and children, old and young, as if all of them are shrewd businessmen, so the prices here are quite high, straight after the rich land of Middle-earth.

The people who come here are all for the sake of becoming immortals, but the aborigines here are all for making money, and the cultivators have always regarded money as dung, and often spend a lot of money on it, thus cultivating the appetite of the residents here for money more and more, so that the human affection is weak, and everything only talks about profits.

In his spare time, Ren Zifei sneaked to Ren Shifa's school to listen to his lectures, at first he just stood outside the window and listened secretly, although he listened to it and knew a little about it, but it was also a good pastime.

One day, he was listening to the lecture at the window of the school, and suddenly felt that there was something wrong behind him, the old fairy-like Ren Shifa didn't know when to stand beside him, he was startled, he couldn't run, he stayed in place, he was frightened, thinking that Ren Shifa was going to teach him a lesson, after all, the students in the school had to pay tuition, how could he let him listen in vain?

Ren Shifa pressed a hand on his shoulder and said gently: "Since you have the heart to study, why don't you go to the school to listen to the lecture openly, but stand outside the window and eavesdrop?" ”

Ren Zifei said in fear: "I don't have any money." ”

Ren Shifa pondered for a moment and said, "Come in, I won't charge you tuition." ”

Since then, Ren Zifei has become a student of Ren Shifa.