In the early morning of the next day, the cold wind woke up Sanqi and his little sister Thirty-one, and they set off early in the morning in a threesome.

Along the way, they talked and laughed, and jumped to the shore of Tianjing Lake.

Early in the morning, at the beginning of the morning, the snow is still stiff, and it is rustling to walk on it.

Not far from the lake, a dense forest of willows.

The willow trees, growing arbitrarily, or stout, or low, row by row, cluster, many trees into a forest, creating a unique scenery on the shore of Tianjing Lake.

In the early spring, when the willows are still in place, the willow branches are manman, and when the buds have just been extracted, flocks of orioles will fly here, bathe in the spring light, and settle down here to feed.

Sanqi was carrying the burning stick on his shoulder, panting, and complained: "I don't know what you two think, on such a cold morning, you have to run to the shore of this Tianjing Lake to catch insects, and you are half tired and half dead." I don't know what kind of birds the two birds Miss Lan Xi gave me in the cultivation realm, I don't eat this, I don't eat that, I can't wait to eat the two birds. ”

Thirty-one snorted coldly and said: "I know that eating, carrying a burning stick will be tired like that, tell you to get up early to exercise, who is good for you, you see, Brother Hanfeng, walk the same road as you, and the atmosphere will not take a breath." ”

Saying this, Sanqi seemed to realize something.

He asked in surprise: "Cold wind, something is not right, you have carried thirty-one miles along the way, why don't you feel tired." Have you regained your true essence and used your true power?"

Han Feng didn't panic, and smiled indifferently: "Tired and stupid, this is on the shore of the Heavenly Realm Lake, the Empty Valley Dojo, where can I get my true power to use?!"

"That's right. ”

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Finally arrived at the willow forest, Sanqi put down the burning stick, sat on a rotten log, and was out of breath.

This willow forest is thousands of meters deep and has 300 acres of land.

The cold wind does not intend to penetrate into it, and in this fringe area, if you search carefully, you should be able to harvest some.

"Sanqi, have you rested enough, hurry up. ”

Sanqi looked up and was miserable: "What, you still have to go in, the willow forest is horizontal, how to go?"

"I didn't tell you to leave, the willow tree you sat on, the bark fell off, dry and yellow, and it should have died for a long time. I'm going to see if there's a wormhole in there. The cold wind picked up the burning stick, weighed it in his hand, and was eager to try.

"Oh, it must have died a long time ago, otherwise it would have grown sideways-"

Then, with his burning stick, he struck at the willow wood, one by one, continuously, making a discontinuous muffled sound, and his voice was low, as if he were leaving.

The burning stick is polished from the roots of the old locust tree, which is gloomy and powerful, and it is loud and loud.

"Thirty-one, hand over the boning knife, and sure enough, the dead wood is rotten, and there are thousands of holes. ”

The cold wind unleashes the power of the soul, and the echo of the blow of the burning stick can provide insight into the internal structure of the willow wood.

"Well, Brother Hanfeng gives. ”

Thirty-one cautiously handed over the thin, pointed, silvery-white, bright boning knife.

This is the treasure of Sanqi's family, specially used to cut meat and remove bones, and it is extremely sharp.

The cold wind was held in his hand, and a trace of true power was secretly induced, poured into the boning knife, and aimed at the bottom three inches of the willow wood.

Scold!

The boning knife pierced this side, and the easy side pierced out, directly piercing through the willow wood, and the bright tip of the knife trembled slightly, which showed the depth of the skill and was unstoppable.

Sanqi, who was standing on the side, was a little stunned and muttered: "No, my boning knife can also pierce wood, is it so powerful, could it be that before I came, the knife was smeared with oil?"

The cold wind squatted down slightly, staring intently, concentrating, slightly straightening the boning knife, and the earth element was running rapidly, attracting more majestic true power, and the rolling true power escaped into the blade, and the momentum of gathering force was a thousand shots.

Thirty-one looked at it in his eyes, and thought in a low voice: "Brother Hanfeng, what are you doing, why did you suddenly stop and stay motionless?"

True power flows into the right arm along the bloodline, the blood gushes, the green tendons bulge, and if it doesn't move, it is just a thousand moves.

Rub, rub, rub!

The boning knife is like deboning, from the cross-section of the willow wood, without the slightest stay, the white knife in, the white knife out, the bowl mouth of the thick willow wood is divided into two, split and chop.

"I'm rubbing, I'm blind. ”

Sanqi couldn't believe his eyes, and exclaimed: "Could it be that my boning knife is a long-lost divine weapon?!"

Hanfeng stood up and wiped the fine beads of sweat on his forehead, he hadn't triggered the earth yuan for a long time, and he exerted so much force at once, it was more or less difficult.

Just a dead willow tree, not tenacious enough.

"Hurry up and see if there are any white and chubby silverfish in it. ”

Thirty-one came back to his senses, holding a small boxy wooden box, squatting down, and carefully picking it up.

Peeling off a layer of sawdust residue, a little white fat man was exposed, the winter wind was cold, as soon as it came into contact with the cold wind, the silverfish immediately curled up into a ball, becoming a small white ball of meat.

Thirty-one immediately became excited: "Found it, there is one here." ”

Sanqi also came to the spirit, knowing that the little sister was a little worried, and said very bravely: "Don't do it, let me come." ”

He gently stretched out his hand, twisted the silverfish, pinched it in his hand and looked at it carefully, and sighed and admired: "This silverfish, sure enough, is white and fat, full of biological protein, wrapped in dough, fried in hot oil, it must be crispy and fragrant." ”

Han Feng smiled helplessly: "Don't dream during the day, the silverfish are found to feed the wind feather bird, and then look for it, this willow tree has rotted like this, and there will be a nest of silverfish in it." ”

A silverfish was put into the square wooden box, and the three of them rummaged carefully, and after a while, they found three white and fat silverfish.

Four insects were found in a willow tree, not too much and not too little, and the first knife went down, and there was a catch, which was a good sign.

Thirty-one raised his head and asked softly: "Brother Hanfeng, the Wind Feather Bird has been hungry for several days, and these four insects may not be enough to eat." ”

He nodded, and said in response: "At least four more must be caught, and the wind feather bird in the juvenile stage has a lot of food." Let's go, along the perimeter, and look again for any dead or half-dead willow trees. “

Sanqi still felt that something was wrong, and muttered in his mouth: "Cold wind, do you want to tell us the truth, did you use your real power to split the entire willow tree with one sword, it is difficult to do it, I have never seen you before, so powerful?"

Han Feng shook his head and smiled with relief: "I haven't made a move in front of you before, where have you seen it." Anyway, I used to be a practitioner in the cultivation world, and my foundation is good. What's more, we just used ingenuity, not brute force. ”

Sanqi looked suspicious, looked sideways at Thirty-one, and asked, "My sister, do you think what he said is credible?"

Thirty-one didn't know how to judge, raised his eyebrows, and said: "Brother Hanfeng can do it, split a tree with one knife, I think it's okay, it's not abnormal." ”

"Could it be that I'm thinking too much......" Sanqi's eyes were full of doubts.

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I didn't go far, and I found a thick old willow tree, three feet in diameter, and I couldn't hold it alone.

The black-brown bark of the tree, slender and horizontal, has gone through vicissitudes.

Seeing a few dilapidated tree holes in the tree, Han Feng stopped, full of interest: "What a big willow tree, it should have grown for hundreds of years, and the canopy covers the sky and the sun." Let's cut a hole in the tree and see ......."

"Slow!"

Sanqi suddenly stopped: "Cold wind, look at this old willow tree, growing on top of a mound, it won't be a tree in front of the grave, how does this mound look like a grave......"

Hearing him say this, Thirty-One immediately shuddered and was a little scared.

The cold wind took a closer look, and looked at the shape of the mound of soil under the snow, and the direction of the old willow tree, this mound of earth was indeed a grave.

Whose grave will be on the shore of Tianjing Lake, not afraid of flooding?