It has recently been rumored in the rivers and lakes that there is a martial arts master on Zitong Mountain.

People in the rivers and lakes like to be regarded as masters, but they can't see others called masters.

Since there are masters, there are naturally people to challenge.

It has been less than a month since Mr. Timber came out of the mountain, and three or four groups of people have come to challenge. Naturally, Mr. Lumber didn't want to pay attention to them, but he couldn't ignore them, so he had to send them away in three or two clicks.

Although Mr. Lumber's martial arts are from Xiaoyaomen, he has actually practiced his own style, and not all of them are from Xiaoyaomen. His most powerful martial arts is not the three hundred styles of Tang poems and Song lyrics that he used when he fought with Qin Gang before, but a set of knife techniques that he cut wood. Because it is a knife technique that he chops wood, it is called a logging knife method by him. For this reason, he also specially made a knife for this way of knife method, the blade is two feet five inches long, the front is wide and the back is narrow, the handle is long and both hands can be held, and the knife edge has a blade without a blade, which is just suitable for chopping wood.

The reason why he used his most powerful martial art, the Logging Knife Technique, was just because he was in a hurry and forgot to bring this logging knife.

The logging knife itself is very strong, so ordinary knives cannot exert their power at all, but are easy to break. It is with this in mind that Mr. Lumber has created this extremely thick logging knife. Logging Shengsheng wears a logging knife, coupled with his self-created logging knife method, which is naturally a perfect match.

Zitong Mountain, outside the wooden house.

Mr. Lumber was chopping wood, and the knife he used was his own logging knife.

He was chopping a pile of dead wood into a firewood, which was so dry that it was easy to chop. But even though it was very easy, he still used the wood-cutting knife technique, not to chop wood, but to practice.

Since he lived in seclusion in the mountains, in addition to chopping wood and reading every day, he only had to practice. He has lived in seclusion in Zitong Mountain for more than ten years, and when he first arrived in Zitong Mountain, he was only a thirteen-year-old half-day boy. Although he was still very young at that time, he had already practiced two Xiaoyao Gate martial arts, Thunderbolt Palm and Void Fist, and could read books independently. The most important thing is that he can take care of himself.

At his age, most boys are still dependent on their parents, and only a few are able to take care of themselves independently.

He came to Zitong Mountain, built a wooden house by himself, got up early in the morning to practice, cut firewood to sell during the day, and read at night with candles.

He was well-read and gradually learned some medical skills, and occasionally could tell fortunes. He has always responded to requests for healing and saving people, but fortune-telling depends on people. He has always believed that fortune-telling is always suspected of deception, so he rarely tells fortunes for others, and non-friends and sincere people are not counted.

No one knew his name, and no one looked up to him. A person who is young but makes a living by cutting wood and selling firewood, such a person will naturally be looked down upon in the eyes of others.

However, not everyone looked down on him, and the Bai Hai father and son of Futong Haige admired him very much. For this reason, all the firewood above and below the White Sea is supplied by Mr. Fellwood. Bai Hai is no longer in charge of business, so he has a lot of boring time, so he went to Zitong Mountain to play chess with Mr. Lumber, and the two of them can really be regarded as friends who have forgotten their years. It is precisely because of this that Bai Hai knew that Mr. Logging could not only be non-qin, chess, calligraphy and painting, but also a very strong martial arts, which is why he later asked Mr. Logging for help in distress.

Although Mr. Timber has learned martial arts and created his own martial arts, the traces of the road originating from Xiaoyaomen are obvious. After Qin Gang fought with him, he quickly saw the origin of his martial arts and informed Sheng Lingren of the matter. Sheng Lingren then asked the skeleton sword Qin Gang to spread the news to the rivers and lakes, the purpose was to let Ren Xiaoyao know. After Ren Xiaoyao learned about it, he would definitely not let go of the news easily, and he would definitely send someone to investigate the matter clearly, but it happened to be in Sheng Ling's hands.

In the evening of that day, the hut in Zitong Mountain was full of people again.

A middle-aged man who is nearly half a hundred years old, with thick eyebrows and thick beard, tall and mighty, dressed in a dark purple robe, with a masculine and rich atmosphere.

Seeing such a tall and mighty person coming, Mr. Lumber's first reaction was: another one has come to compete.

For those who compete, Mr. Lumber has always looked at it with a wrong eye. But what Mr. Lumber didn't expect was that the person who came was so old.

"Uncle, are you also here to compete?" Mr. Lumber asked.

"It's not...... Yes......" The visitor replied hesitantly, a little at a loss.

"No, again, what does that mean?" Mr. Lumber asked with a smile.

"That is, it can be said that it can be said that it is not." The visitor quickly came to his senses and began to speak in a sophisticated manner.

"If yes, then you can go, I won't compare with you." Mr. Lumber said coldly.

"Oh! It seems that a lot of people have been looking for you to compete recently? The visitor suddenly smiled and asked.

As soon as these words came out, it was obviously a little beyond Mr. Lumber's expectations: "Yes! A lot. However, you don't seem to be here to compete. ”

"How so?"

"Usually those who come to compete in martial arts should have done it a long time ago, and they will never say such empty words, and at your age, they should not like to compete fiercely." Mr. Lumber analyzed.

"Huh! That's right, though, I'm looking for you. The man replied with a smile.

"Looking for me? What's the matter? ”

"It is rumored in the rivers and lakes that you will be free from the Thunderbolt Palm and the Void Fist, but is it true?" The man asked.

"You're from the Escape? You're good to go. Mr. Lumber said with a stiff face, and he carried Mr. Lumber and wanted to enter the door.

"Your name is Huang Jishan, and your father is Huang Yuefeng?" The person who came was the eldest disciple of Xiaoyao, the director of Xiaoyaomen, and now the second master of Xiaoyaomen, Tian Shilie. He had apparently guessed the true identity of Mr. Lumberwood, so he asked straight to the point.

"It's not."

Mr. Lumber's voice became very stiff, although his mouth was not good.

Seeing that Mr. Lumber's expression changed greatly, Tian Shilie was naturally more convinced that he had guessed correctly, and his voice became excited: "Jishan, I am your Uncle Tian!" Don't you remember me? ”

"I said, I'm not Huang Jishan, uncle, you recognized the wrong person." Mr. Lumber is still otherwise, but his tone is not so resolute, and he is a little less confident.

"Jishan, you don't have to lie to me, there are not many people in the world who know the martial arts of Xiaoyaomen, not to mention that you also know both the Thunderbolt Palm and the Void Fist, not the orphan of my junior brother Yuefeng, but who else? I think back then, these two martial arts were your father's famous skills! The more Tian Shilie spoke, the more excited he became, and his thoughts immediately returned to twenty years ago, when the eight of their brothers were in high spirits.