Three days later.

At the foot of the meadow mountain.

Bang!

A thick tree collapsed, revealing a tall man with an iron axe, he put the iron axe on his waist, reached out to hug the tree, and with a soft snort, he actually lifted the thick tree and carried it on his shoulder.

There was also a group of people around him, who were not struggling to cut down trees, but leveling the land with plough rakes.

Not far away, Zhang Feixuan, dressed in brocade, squatted on the ground at this time and found a medicinal herb with purple petals from the bushes.

"This thing is called aconitum, it is a common herb, you can find it on the road, this thing can be used in medicine and can be eaten, the petals have the effect of returning to the yang and replenishing the blood, the rhizome has the effect of dissipating cold and relieving pain, and if it is used to stew soup, it can also help the yang and relieve pain. But pay attention, the flower can only be eaten if it blooms with three petals, and if it has four petals, it is highly poisonous, and you can't touch it, do you know? ”

Next to him, there was a fourteen or fifteen young man, holding a small notebook at this time, nodding and remembering, "Understood, two great immortals!" ”

"The Great Immortal is the Great Immortal, what two Great Immortals, you kid..." Zhang Feixuan's forehead stirred up a black line, and he looked at the young man with an unkind face.

"But... Daxian is Master Song, you are the junior brother of Master Song, aren't you the second great immortal? The boy said timidly.

"It's okay if you call me Master Zhang, what's the matter, I'm not worthy of being your master?" Zhang Feixuan broke off the herb and threw it to the young man.

The young man took the herb and said, "But Master Song can't say that he is called Master, our Jinxian Sect is a righteous sect, and there is no such thing as Master." ”

"Then you still call him master!"

Zhang Feixuan stood up and pointed at the young man, angry.

"Erdaxian, I, did I say anything wrong?" The young man was taken aback by Zhang Feixuan's reaction and hurriedly asked.

Zhang Feixuan's fingers were shaking, and he was speechless with anger.

If he wanted to change his time, he would have encountered such a yin and yang weird ghost, and he would have already sucked his blood and let him taste the taste of blood loss.

But I can't do it...

Because he is at the foot of Zongmen Mountain, and on the mountain, there is a terrifying senior brother.

It's been three days!

Three days have passed since Senior Brother's teachings.

After he finished teaching the Fa that day, Zhang Feixuan still wanted to go back and digest it, and then he was stopped by Song Yin, and then he combined the remaining tools, and used the technique of 'using things to form things' to transform the iron axe and pickaxe rake, and let them go down the mountain to cut wood and prepare the land and mine stones.

Logging and quarrying were done to repair the buildings of the sect and build houses for these mortals along the way, while the land was leveled to make room for the foot of the mountain, otherwise there would be no place to build the houses.

There was already a hut in this place, and according to the elder brother, he had lived here before, and it happened to be the center of this place.

Whether it was the disciples on the mountain or those mortals, they were all sent out to work here.

He Zhang Feixuan is no exception, but today it is not his turn to cut down trees and prepare the land, but is responsible for teaching mortals to distinguish between herbs and edible wild vegetables.

And the youngest of those mortals was the object of his teaching this time.

According to Song Yin, each person chooses one or two people to teach different mortals every day, which can not only test their own mastery of medicinal stones, but also allow mortals to confirm their familiarity with each other.

However, he is the second disciple of the Golden Immortal Sect, the evil demon in the mouth of others, and now he not only has to teach mortals, but also has to cut down trees? Do you still have to quarry? Still have to plough the land?!

He hadn't done anything like that when he was a mortal!

Are you kidding!

And he did just that.

There's no way, since the day my senior brother taught the Fa, even if he just looked at him, he was terrified, and he didn't have any intention of resisting.

But it is enough to suffer from this labor, for three days, they have to be tortured by Song Yin's 'Great Dao Breath' every morning, wailing all over the Pingding Mountain, as if the Dan furnace has been refined once.

As for why not run...

Because it's so fragrant.

It was only three days for this tall man to reach the third-order fighting power from the second-order solid yuan, and now the qi is circulating and self-generated, otherwise he would not be able to carry this tree.

Even Zhang Feixuan himself has also felt something day and night, and his cultivation has improved a lot, and he is obviously moving towards the sixth order of 'Tongyu'.

There are obvious benefits, and the aura of the avenue is torturous but it will not die, thinking about it, Zhang Feixuan still didn't choose to run.

That being said, that Great Dao breath refining person is really painful, refining him once even the soul has to stare for a long time, this morning even worse, he seemed to see his grandmother who had died a long time ago in a trance...

Thinking of this, Zhang Feixuan looked up to the sky and sighed: "When is it a head." ”

"When is it a head?"

He was not the only one who made this sound, but he saw that the tall and strong disciple carrying the tree was also looking sad and angry at this time, looking up to the sky and sighing.

Then, the two looked at each other and had a feeling of sympathy.

At this moment, Zhang Feixuan no longer looked down on this disciple who couldn't even rank in the name, because in the eyes of the senior brother, everyone seemed to have similar status.

Well... It's just as miserable.

"It's getting late, let's go..."

Zhang Feixuan looked at the sky that was red as the sun gradually set, waved his hand, and said to everyone: "I'll rest today." ”

As soon as the words fell, the remaining disciples immediately put down the tools in their hands, for fear of slowing down.

And the mortals were a little reluctant to call it a day under Zhang Feixuan's order.

A group of people formed two teams, with the disciples in front and the mortals behind, lined up in a long line and went up the mountain in an orderly manner.

"Shhhhh

Just halfway to the mountain road, Zhang Feixuan suddenly took a cool breath.

"Second Senior Brother? What's wrong? The tall disciple asked.

Zhang Feixuan looked at the neat team and opened his mouth, "Let's... Is this how you go up the mountain on weekdays? ”

"I don't know... We haven't walked through it together. The tall disciple said in an urn voice.

"Forget it, it's nothing..."Zhang Feixuan shook his head and continued to walk towards the mountain with the people.

It didn't take long for them to reach the hilltop square, where there were logs and stones piled up, and one of them, a white figure, jumped up and down around the square, and with a pull of his hand, he lifted a half-man-high boulder with ease, and then threw it forward.

Bang!

When it was thrown, the figure directly punched the boulder, blasting the stone into pieces, but it changed in an instant into fragments, turning into tiles, leaping over the top of a side hall and covering it neatly.

Then, his five fingers were embedded in the thick log, and he lifted it up as if he were lifting something hollow, and quickly flashed to the side hall, and slammed the log up, and the log changed in his hand with white light, and it fused with the gap in the side hall building, and the building was completely repaired.

That person is not Song Yin, who is coming?

"Hmm..."

Looking at the side hall that had been completed, Song Yin nodded with satisfaction: "Yes, this is considered to be completed, if there are more people in the future, more buildings can be added." ”

As he spoke, he turned his head and looked at the people who had arrived at the mountain gate, "Are you back?" And so come here today, put down your things, and rest. ”

At this time, the tall disciple struggled to lower the tree on his shoulder, made a muffled sound when it came into contact with the ground, and then rubbed his shoulder, panting.

"Senior brother works hard."

Zhang Feixuan bowed his hand, glanced at the tall disciple out of the corner of his eye, and felt helpless.

is also a fighting power level, this junior brother is tired and half dead from carrying the tree for half a day, and the senior brother grabs the tree casually as if he is playing...

"Speaking of which, junior brother, the side halls of this main hall are easy to repair, but I don't know what the statue in the hall looks like, can I know it?"

Song Yin walked over and held up a boulder, but suddenly thought of something and looked at Zhang Feixuan.

"I don't know, maybe the master knows, master..."

Zhang Feixuan was suddenly startled, and he remembered.

Old man in gold... It didn't seem to come out for four or five days.

"The master is in retreat, so let's not disturb his old man, let's talk about it when he comes out."

Retreat?

Zhang Feixuan smacked his mouth, the old man hasn't built the foundation yet, what's the matter...

"By the way, junior brother, how is the trimming under the mountain?" Song Yin asked again at this time.

Hearing this, Zhang Feixuan put aside the thoughts in his mind and immediately said: "Senior brother, the bottom of the mountain is almost leveled, and in two days, it should be possible to build a building for mortals to live in." ”

"Very good, thanks to the junior brother." Song Yin said with a smile.

"It should be..."

Zhang Feixuan smiled and complimented: "It's all taught by the senior brother, I am not only sharing the worries of the senior brother, but also wanting to learn the true Fa as soon as possible." ”

Song Yin smiled and nodded: "It's a good thing to want to learn the true law, as a second disciple, you want to speed up the progress... In this way, from night onwards, I will refine you again with the breath of the Great Dao, and strive to practice the Human Dan Method as soon as possible. ”

“！！！”

Zhang Feixuan's eyes widened, his mouth opened unconsciously, and his face was like death.

"No, there's no need, senior brother, I think one time is enough, really, this cultivation of true qi should not be too fast, it must be gradual!"

Zhang Feixuan squeezed out a smile that was more ugly than crying, and his voice was full of tremors, and after listening carefully, it seemed to have become a little sharp.

He swore to God, he really just meant a compliment, nothing else!

"Don't worry, I know in my heart, you won't be too ruthless in the evening, cultivators, it's normal to be tempered a little."

Song Yin couldn't help but grab Zhang Feixuan's wrist and smiled.

Zhang Feixuan pulled hard, and he was about to use his strength to eat, but Song Yin was like this Pingding Mountain, and he couldn't break free even if he let the soles of his feet grind a trace on the bluestone slab.

Seeing the white gas stirring up in Song Yin's hands, Zhang Feixuan let out a desperate cry:

"Senior brother! Senior brother don't want it, senior brother don't want it!! ”

The main hall Dan is indoors.

Jin Guang, who had been in the Dan room for a few days, was about to go out to see the situation, when the stone wall had just opened an opening, not to mention his body, and before his head could be stretched out, he heard a hoarse cry with a deformed voice.

Jin Guang blinked, retracted his head, silently thickened the prohibition, and then picked up a ginseng plant on the medicine shelf, put it in his mouth and chewed it, and looked at the rotten meat paste that had already stinked again, his expression suddenly firm.

"The blessing of the Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, I will definitely study it for you thoroughly today!"