Wait back in the bamboo forest. Ye Xuan immediately continued to cut down the bamboo without stopping.

After all, Ye Xuan didn't want to stay up too late at night.

That's why. Ye Xuan's progress is not very fast, coupled with continuous high-intensity felling, which also makes Ye Xuan's body a little unbearable, and he just relies on willpower to withstand it.

Especially so, after Ye Xuan cut down two more bamboos, he was also tired and sleepy.

In desperation, Ye Xuan put down the big knife and slept directly on the ground, falling asleep. The cold wind rises, blowing wrinkled sweat clothes, and I feel deep sleep, and I don't feel the cold outside.

Half an hour later, Ye Xuanfang woke up, only to feel that although his body was sore, he also had strength. As soon as you hold your hand, you will feel full of muscles and bones. He picked up the big knife again and cut down the green bamboo in the forest.

The sun sets in the sky, and occasionally a flock of birds is seen crossing the mountain top. The clouds gather in the middle of the mountain, and the red sun shines in the distance. It also has a bit of artistic conception and a bit of beauty.

Until the sunset, Ye Xuan looked at the four green bamboos on the ground, thinking that there were three more, and he was a little anxious.

After all, it was getting late, and it would take a long time for the three of them, so Ye Xuan's speed of moving the knife couldn't help but get faster, and of course, the strength was naturally appropriately reduced.

However, because of this, Ye Xuan was suddenly surprised to find that as the amplitude of his swing increased, although the strength was not so great, every time he fell to a point, the speed of cutting was faster than that of the previous vigorous cutting.

As a result, Ye Xuan no longer pays so much attention to strength, but more research on skills. Combined with the sharpness of the blade in his hand, on the contrary, Ye Xuan had a place to divert his attention, and in the process of constantly controlling his strength and speeding up, he was not so tired. Instead, a kind of pleasure in delving into it arises.

Ye Xuan thought while chopping at this time, he cut and exercised the skills and accuracy of the big knife swing like this, and after half a year, if he didn't learn Taoism, it was estimated that he could become a generation of masters with the machete in his hand.

Of course, after Ye Xuan learned the Dao, such a naïve idea also dissipated.

Finally, when Ye Xuan was having dinner, he cut down another piece of bamboo.

Looking at the five bamboos on the ground, Ye Xuan suddenly felt a little distressed. After all, carrying is also hard work. But helplessly, Ye Xuan is an extremely lazy person, and he is not willing to run twice.

Then I went straight to my heart and found the slender top of the bamboo. One in the left arm and one in the hand, two in the right arm and one in the right hand. dragged five bamboos and struggled to walk.

The dragging along the way made Ye Xuan feel more tired than chopping bamboo.

According to the route in his memory, Ye Xuan traveled halfway and also saw the figure of the second senior brother Fang Dayi.

"Second Senior Brother, can I go to the room?" Ye Xuan said.

Fang Dayi turned his head when he heard this, and looked at Ye Xuan in surprise: "Little junior brother, how can you carry so much bamboo at one time." Put it down, I'll take it for you. ”

Ye Xuan shook his head: "Thank you Senior Brother for your kindness, but this is my homework, Ye Xuan didn't let Senior Brother work hard because of personal laziness." ”

Fang Dayi said with a smile: "Senior brother, your state of mind is enough. But it's almost dinner, how can the senior brother see it. Immediately, Fang Dayi waved his hand, and Ye Xuan only felt that the bamboo behind him became very light.

"Thank you, brother. Ye Xuan thanked him, and the two moved forward together. On the way, it is easy to talk and chat.

When they arrived at the room, the two of them saw the second elder of the room, Ye Xuan put down the bamboo, Fang Dayi took the meal in the room, and the two went back to the hall together.

Let's say that the old Wang and Xie Lao in this group of houses also walked in front of the bamboo and took a look at the bamboo.

Fang Cai nodded and smiled: "This new little ghost, although he is young, has good stamina. I thought that he would cut two or three pieces today and then he couldn't cut them, but he didn't expect that eight would be sent today. Wang Lao said.

Xie Lao also nodded and smiled: "There are two reasons, one is that this child is anxious and thinks that he can cultivate in half a year, and the other is that this child has an extraordinary body and good endurance." Taken together, these two causes make up the scene we see today. ”

"It's just that this doll is still too young after all, I'm afraid it's not enough heart, half a year is too short, he's not old, he has to wait another two years to teach him the Tao, and during this period, it's good to hone and hone his heart. Wang Lao stroked his beard and said.

"Well, according to the ancient records of my Taoist sect, five thousand years ago, we were born in Donghuazhou, one day in the country of Aolai, a stone monkey born in the country, he was a monk and Zen, but he also cut down trees in the mountains, cut down for seven years, and the sages and great virtues taught the truth. That Heavenly Soul Monkey must be honed like this, and the genius of my Dao Sect will definitely not be able to reduce this basic skill. Xie Lao quoted the scriptures and said.

"Yes, it is said that the real gold must be tempered, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold. Ye Xuan, this kid is a good seedling, but in order to prevent him from not having enough heart and dying prematurely, he must hone his flexible temperament, otherwise everything will go too smoothly, if he is not willing, he can't think about it, and he can't go far, thinking about how many good seedlings in the world are because he is too arrogant, and he can't stand the blow, and his will is depressed, and he is untouched?" Wang Lao sighed, with indescribable regret in his expression.

Xie Lao also nodded in agreement, Ye Xuan's performance had already become the object of attention in the second elder's heart.

Ye Xuan didn't know at the moment, he was still chatting with Senior Brother Fang Dayi on the road. Of course, if Ye Xuan knew that his path of cultivation would become a little bumpy because of this, it was estimated that he would have mixed feelings in his heart.

But there are a lot of interesting things that lead to this. Of course, that's an afterthought. I don't want to mention it for now.

Let's say that Ye Xuan followed Senior Brother Fang Dayi to the main hall to eat fast, looking at the sunset that disappeared in the sky and the moon that had just emerged, he was a little anxious. After all, it was getting late. Can affect sleep.

Coming to this world, Ye Xuan has always followed the fine Chinese ancient precept of going to bed early and getting up early, eating well in the morning, eating enough in the middle, and eating less at night, which has become a habit after a long time, coupled with the leisurely life of the prince of Ye Fu. This rhythm of life is very good for the body, and the spirit is very good.

Ye Xuan returned to the bamboo forest very quickly, picked up the machete and quickly chopped the bamboo. This time, the clouds in the sky were getting thicker, the moon was half-hidden, and the bamboo leaves were blown by the wind. The wind howls like a ghost crying wolf.

In this dense bamboo forest, the gusts of wind rose, which made Ye Xuan, who was cutting, feel cold on his back. I can't help but think of ghosts. Fear grows in the heart. The more I thought about it, the more scared I became. The hand holding the big knife couldn't help but tighten.

Of course, it didn't take long for Ye Xuan to shake his head and smile: "I was reincarnated from a ghost, and I scared myself, if any ghost harms me, it's a big deal, when I become a ghost, I will fight back." It was really cowardly just now. Isn't it just the wind that blows at night? Sometimes in the middle of the night, you really can't think too much and ask for your own hardships. ”