"Brother Shan, what kind of cultivation are you?" Xiao Yunhe asked with a needle.

"Guess what?" Shan Zhen didn't answer, but asked Xiao Yunhe.

If Xiao Yunhe knew, it would be impossible to ask, Shan Zhen asked him like this, and he also knew that the other party didn't seem to be very willing to sue him for his cultivation.

Shan Zhen really didn't answer Xiao Yunhe's question, and seeing that Xiao Yunhe didn't squeak, he began to speak.

And the rest of the people are not all people can learn. Lao Tzu's cultivation is not very good in this Left Guard, but those who are stronger than Lao Tzu, there are still some people who can't learn this! He also chirped crookedly and said that the carving insect skills are not enough to worry about, and if he can't eat grapes, he says that grapes are sour, if Lao Tzu can't beat him, he must fucking want him to look good! Hmph!" As he spoke, Shan Zhen actually said that he was angry, and spit on the ground angrily, and his face became a gritted tooth expression.

Looking at Shan Zhen's expression, Xiao Yunhe's curiosity had to be temporarily put away.

"Okay, these messy things are not something you kid can worry about now! When you pass that last hurdle, Lao Tzu will have to listen to you!" Shan Zhen's conversation was lost, and he slapped Xiao Yunhe on the shoulder heavily, turned around and left.

Halfway through, he looked back and found that Xiao Yunhe was still standing still, so he couldn't help but stop again.

"Why are you still stunned? Hurry back and sleep for Lao Tzu! You have to tomorrow morning, although you kid has learned, but if you dare to be late tomorrow, Lao Tzu will not let you run two laps!"

"Brother Shan, let's go back and rest first! I haven't used this method very well, I still want to practice for a while, please rest assured, eat a trench and grow wise, tomorrow's exercise, I will definitely not be late again!" Xiao Yunhe politely refused, bent down, and picked up the log on the ground again.

This time it was no longer the original two, but doubled on the original basis, and Xiao Yunhe carried four logs on his shoulders.

"Whatever you want! When the time comes, Lao Tzu will not show mercy to his subordinates!" Shan Zhen snorted, ignoring Xiao Yunhe, turned around and walked away with his hands behind his back.

In the distance, Xiao Yunhe vaguely heard a few words intermittently.

"Than Lao Tzu...... Much stronger...... General...... Insight...... Wish...... Last ......"

Shan Yi's feet seemed to be slow and fast, and Xiao Yunhe didn't deliberately pay attention to listening, and intermittently, he could hear these vague words clearly.

Based on this few words alone, Xiao Yunhe really couldn't think of what this Shan Zhen was talking about.

Shaking his head, Xiao Yunhe tightened the log on his shoulders and continued to run on the runway.

This time, he was much faster than the last two. But he ran more easily, and after one lap, he didn't even sweat a little when he came back to another lap.

It's just that Xiao Yunhe, who was immersed in this novel method, didn't notice that when he concentrated on controlling the fire element in his body, the surface of his body was wrapped in a layer of golden flames.

The color of the flame was very light, and Xiao Yunhe's vague figure could still be seen from the outside. But the flame was wrapped quite tightly, from head to toe, not an inch of skin was spared.

As for what happened to his body, Xiao Yunhe was ignorant.

But in the barracks, there were still other people who saw this qiē from afar.

So, from the next day, in some secret places, in the private conversations of the soldiers, there was a rumor that the ghost fire was circling in the middle of the night.

The sentinels who saw this scene that night said that they had noses and eyes, but they only saw a yellow fireball circling around the barracks from a distance, and all they could tell was to reinvent all kinds of fairy and ghost stories and talk nonsense, so that when the person concerned, Xiao Yunhe, just laughed it off when he heard this rumor, and he didn't associate this incident with himself at all.

Of course, this is just an insignificant episode, and after a long time, it will gradually fade.

In the early morning of the next day, the daily thunderous exercise was still held as scheduled.

And Xiao Yunhe did not break his promise, although he didn't sleep all night, he didn't miss it like the first time.

He went out on time, mingled with the ranks of the soldiers, and completed the lap in its entirety.

His military career finally began in earnest.

The first lesson of Xiao Yunhe's military career, chopping wood!

Looking at the firewood knife in his hand that even the handle had been sharpened, and then at the firewood in front of him that had formed a hill, Xiao Yunhe was a little dumbfounded.

He thought that his first lesson would be to learn the drills of various weapons, or to train physical fitness or something.

But he never imagined that what he had to do, and what he had to do all day, was actually to deal with these woods.

"What's the matter, Brother Yunhe, at home, you can't even chop firewood, right?" The veteran who assigned Xiao Yunhe the task looked at Xiao Yunhe with something wrong in his eyes, and looked at him with some suspicion.

Xiao Yunhe came back to his senses and hurriedly said, "Brother Zhou, of course not, at home, I have to do this every day......!

The person who assigned him the task was also the one who sneaked into his barracks yesterday to see him, and his surname was Zhou Mingsheng. I heard that his father was born in the army, so he gave him such a very military name.

I just met for a short time, but Zhou Desheng was very good to Xiao Yunhe.

Maybe just like Xiao Yunhe felt, the soldiers in the army may be a little vulgar, but their behavior is very simple. As long as they approve of it, they will be genuinely honest with each other.

Hearing Xiao Yunhe's affirmative answer, Zhou Desheng nodded reassuringly: "I'll just say it! There may be people who can't do other things, but this guy who chops wood, which one doesn't have it? Okay, Brother Yunhe, don't bother you! You chop well, I'll go and get busy with mine first!"

Before leaving, Zhou Desheng leaned into Xiao Yunhe's ear again, pretending to whisper to Xiao Yunhe mysteriously: "Brother Yunhe, this is a good errand deliberately left for you by my brother! You just came, why can't you be asked to do those heavy jobs?

After speaking, he patted Xiao Yunhe on the shoulder, gave Xiao Yunhe a "you know" look, and left in a hurry.

Xiao Yunhe looked at this new eldest brother who took care of himself so much with tears and laughter, and he didn't know what he should say.

Okay, it's only been two days since I entered the barracks, and I haven't learned anything else, but this cheap big brother is rushing to the door one after another.

This barracks is indeed a very magical place.

Xiao Yunhe looked back at the mountains of firewood in front of him, and could only smile bitterly and shake his head.

Although he was a little disappointed and a little puzzled, now that he was here, Xiao Yunhe still decided to follow the order.

Isn't it the logistics battalion that came by yourself, this chopping firewood should also be part of the logistics, right?

Explaining to himself in this way, Xiao Yunhe picked up a firewood knife in one hand, picked up a piece of wood from the ground, and slashed it fiercely.

Fortunately, in the years of exile, Xiao Yunhe has always made a living by chopping wood, and now this little work is nothing to him.

It's not that difficult, but it's a boring job.

One after another, Xiao Yunhe chopped neatly, but the expression on his face became more and more lifeless.

There is no difficulty in this kind of work, but it also loses the fun of challenging the difficulty.

A chopping action, repeated a thousand times, ten thousand times, but there are more than a thousand times and ten thousand times waiting behind, and after a long time of repetition, Xiao Yunhe's heart is getting more and more bored.

The firewood mountain in front of him was obviously lowered, and behind Xiao Yunhe, a wooden mountain that had been split into thin strips was stacked higher.

This is Xiao Yunhe's "battle results", the results are fruitful, but Xiao Yunhe's heart is becoming more and more irritable.

A knife slashed down, still as clean as a bamboo, but when Xiao Yunhe picked it up with his other hand, he didn't have the neatness of his hands and feet at the beginning, his two fingers were picked up at will, his movements were deliberately slowed down, and he deliberately circled around his head, and finally drew an arc and landed on the wooden mountain behind him.

The position is not bad at all, but the growth rate has slowed down much, many times.

Gradually, Xiao Yunhe began to be passive and slack off.

This can't blame Xiao Yunhe for cheating and cheating, he is not such a person, he is just a little disappointed.

The military camp he imagined was not what it was now.

To be a soldier, galloping across the battlefield, competing on the battlefield, fighting bloodily, and defending the country are the ideals of every man.

That was also an ideal that Xiao Yunhe once had, which was also one of the reasons why he agreed to come here with Yu Wenxuan so happily.

But when he really came here, the ruthless reality completely shattered his imagination.

Without the heartiness of Jin Ge's iron horse, without the decisiveness of the iron-blooded man, the soldiers are not like generals and generals, although ordinary soldiers like Shan Zhen and Zhou Desheng made Xiao Yunhe feel a long-lost sense of intimacy, but he still felt very disappointed.

What he imagined was not just cordial.

He wanted to join the army because he wanted to hone himself in the purgatory of blood and fire, not only in martial arts, but in all his body and mind.

The various experiences he had experienced in the past gave him endless pain and faint joy, but also made him feel his own shortcomings.

The young talents of the six families, perhaps many of them made Xiao Yunhe very disdainful, but he couldn't deny that most of them were much better than himself.

On knowledge, martial arts, strategy, and mentality, Xiao Yunhe felt more and more of his own shortcomings.

In the past ten years, Xiao Yunhe's only wish was to eliminate the chronic diseases in his body, cultivate more advanced martial arts, and make himself a master.

Today, the pursuit of the realm of martial arts is still the goal that Xiao Yunhe has never given up, but it is no longer the only goal.

He has seen that pure martial arts cannot determine a qiē.

Emperor Wu's secret collection of this incident was almost entirely a conspiracy made by Xu Guohuang alone.

Xiao Yunhe did not agree with Xu Guohuang's crazy approach, but he could not deny that he had indeed done something almost impossible.

With his own strength, he calculated so many people from six families.

Although Xu Guohuang's martial arts were the highest among those present at the time, this was not the main reason.

What made Xiao Yunhe deeply jealous was Xu Guohuang's terrible conspiracy.

After more than ten years of forbearance, one move is triggered, and it is an earth-shattering net that is difficult for tens of millions of people to prevent. If it weren't for Xiao Yunhe's luck to get the inheritance of Emperor Wu, he would have died there like those poor people, and he wouldn't even be able to keep a corpse.

This is the power of resourcefulness, no matter how high your martial arts are, you can't face it.

Xu Chengfang is the only friend that Xiao Yunhe accepts, and although he is a friend, Xiao Yunhe still feels pressure from him.

Talking about the major events in the world and discussing the world's affairs and human feelings, in that short period of time, Xiao Yunhe felt a feeling called inferiority, which slowly grew in his heart.

Xiao Yunhe couldn't see anything in a simple matter, but as soon as Xu Chengfang opened his mouth, he could immediately say one, two, or three from it, which made Xiao Yunhe pause, but in the face of another matter, Xiao Yunhe still had no choice.

This insight into the world and human feelings, Xiao Yunhe is far inferior.

This is not a simple difference in intelligence, but the accumulation of hundreds of years of accumulation and cultivation of the six families, which is far beyond the reach of Xiao Yunhe, a disciple of a side branch.

Xu Chengfang regarded Xiao Yunhe as a friend, and Xiao Yunhe also accepted each other, but the deeper the two people got to know each other, the more Xiao Yunhe could feel the gap between the two people.

The age difference is almost the same, but Xiao Yunhe can't find any point that he can compare to the other party.

In the rest of the month, Xiao Yunhe rebelled out of the Xu family and fled to the northern frontier, all he did was to improve himself as quickly as possible.

The more time passed, the more he felt more of his inadequacy.

He knew very well how heavy the responsibilities he was carrying, his mother's hatred, his father's traces, the hatred of the six families, and the Qianying who was far away in the capital, all of them were like mountains, pressing on Xiao Yunhe's shoulders, so that he didn't dare to relax at all.

Friends and relatives have been lost, but there are more and more enemies. Almost facing the most powerful power group in the world, Xiao Yunhe felt more and more that his strength was weak.

He practiced martial arts like crazy to improve his strength, but he knew that the problems he faced were far from being solved by his fists.

The children of the six families have the backing of their families, they can talk and laugh leisurely, while Xu Yunhe, who has nothing, can only rely on himself and try his best to improve himself.

And the barracks was the first stop he chose.

But in the face of the wood knife and wood in hand, he was really a little distressed.

This kind of work can be done with his eyes closed. The question is, what is the use of repeating it a million times?

I didn't come to be a firewood chopping master, a three-year-old child can do this kind of work, and I ran so far so hard to chop firewood here?

With so many big things waiting to be done by yourself, and the pressure on your shoulders is getting bigger and bigger, what's the use of chopping wood here?

It's just a waste of time!

Xiao Yunhe became more and more bored the more he worked, but he knew that this was a military camp, not a place where he could come and go whenever he wanted.

When I came, I told Yu Wenxuan that I would go through this qiē by myself. Yu Wenxuan will not help Xiao Yunhe change anything, and Xiao Yunhe will not break his promise to take this upper route.

That's not something Xiao Yunhe can do, so the current passive slacking is the only means that Xiao Yunhe can express his disappointment.

After all, he was only fifteen years old.

The boy has no growth, although Xiao Yunhe has a much calmer personality, he is still a teenager who "has no hair on his mouth and can't do things well".

"Chopping wood, is it hard?" a pair of feet appeared in Xiao Yunhe's sight.

Xiao Yunhe hurriedly looked up, and it turned out to be Lu Sang.

Xiao Yunhe threw the freshly split wood in his hand behind him in a little panic, and this time his movements were clean and neat again.

Xiao Yunhe didn't know how long Lu Sang had been watching on the sidelines, and he didn't know if her passive and slacking off state had been discovered by her.

Not wanting to expose this concern, Xiao Yunhe picked up a piece of wood from the ground and chopped it up quickly and accurately, regaining his initial efficiency.

"You haven't answered my question yet. Watching Xiao Yunhe regain his efficient movements, Lu San said calmly.

Xiao Yunhe held the hand of the firewood knife and stopped suddenly.

It turned out that his expression just now was seen by Lusang.

"I'm sorry, Brother Lu, it's me who is too impetuous!" Xiao Yunhe bowed his head and apologized.

"Your apology, I can hear it, it's very reluctant, it's not your sincere words, right?" Shan Zhen was not sent away by Xiao Yunhe's apology.

Xiao Yunhe was silent.

"For a teenager like you, this kind of work, although it is not hard, but this simple and repetitive work is very boring. You've been working for more than an hour before you start getting irritable, and that's pretty good!"

Lu San was praising Xiao Yunhe, but Xiao Yunhe listened, but he didn't have half a point of joy.

"I'm sorry!" Xiao Yunhe could only continue to apologize.

"It's very sincere, but you still don't understand what I mean. Lu San shook his head and took Xiao Yunhe's hand with one hand, "You get up first!"

Xiao Yunhe stood up, Lu Sang didn't say anything to him, took the firewood knife from Xiao Yunhe's hand with his other hand, and watched Xiao Yunhe stand up, but he sat down.

Sitting in Xiao Yunhe's original position, Lu Sang held a firewood knife in his hand, picked up a piece of wood that had not been chopped from the front with the other hand, put one end on the ground, and held the firewood knife tightly with the other hand, raised it vertically upward, and then fell down quickly.

With a "click", Lu Sang's hand raised his knife and fell, and the wood below was simply split in two.

Xiao Yunhe looked at Lu San strangely, not knowing what he meant.

Lu Sang didn't feel Xiao Yunhe's gaze at all, and picked up another piece of wood with his other hand, and with another knife, he split the wood again.

And then, again, for the second time, and for the third time......