Ye Fan didn't have the heart to think about their inexplicable hostility, that group of people looked down on him, why shouldn't he, these rich children, who rely on their family members to be arrogant and domineering on weekdays, if they provoke him here, hehe, he is sure that one can beat at least five of them.

Although he is now in Xianmen, to be honest, the food cooked in the room of the miscellaneous servant department is really not very delicious, in all fairness, he has not come to the restaurant casually on the hour, but Ye Fan is not a picky eater, it doesn't matter if he is delicious or not, as long as he can fill his stomach, just like when he went into the mountains to hunt with his father, I remember that once the father and son went into the mountains for a month and did not hunt a prey, even the roots of the tree were dug out to eat, this meal is better than the roots.

One part was eighty percent full, and after looking at it, I was still reluctant to eat the second serving, I don't know what will happen tomorrow, looking at the appearance of the handsome young man, it must be not so simple to cut five bundles of dry firewood.

Lying on the bed, with his hands behind his head, thinking about his father and mother at home, and whether the old Taoist priest returned to the temple, they didn't expect to be in such a hurry when they left, and they didn't have time to say goodbye, I don't know what his parents and the old Taoist priest are doing, this is the first time since he was fifteen years old, he is away from his parents in the real sense, away from Qingshan, away from home, and there will inevitably be a trace of missing in his heart.

"You must cultivate well, you must become an immortal!"

Secretly making an oath in his heart, Ergou turned over and got up, sat cross-legged on the bed, silently recited the mantra of refining qi in his mouth, and began to cultivate. There are not many words in the Qi Refining Volume, and his memory is not bad, so he naturally remembered it in his mind after reading it for an afternoon.

One night passed, and there was no progress in cultivation, Ye Fan did not have the hope that he would be able to feel the aura of heaven and earth in one night, his qualifications were not good, if he could feel the aura of heaven and earth in one night, he would definitely shake the entire Wangyun Sect and even the entire Yue Kingdom, and he didn't know when he fell asleep on the bed.

"Knock knock..."

Outside the house, the gongs and drums resounded throughout the miscellaneous servants, Ye Fan turned over and got up, changed into miscellaneous uniforms, and walked outside the house, the miscellaneous servants in the distance were already full of people, much more than when they received the meal last night, most of them carried a meal in their hands, or an axe pinned to their waists, or carried a flat shoulder and two buckets on their shoulders, or carried a basket on their backs, there is no doubt that they are all miscellaneous servants of the miscellaneous servants, each with their own tasks.

Seeing this, Ye Fan returned to the house, brought out a meal he received last night, and lined up with the team in front, there were many people queuing up in the morning, but the speed of distributing steamed buns was relatively fast, and after a while, it was his turn, a fat lady in the room, wearing a miscellaneous uniform, seemed to be a miscellaneous servant, the eldest lady reached into the steamer with a pair of fat hands, fished out a steamed bun, and threw it at him.

The steamed bun is not big, it can be said that it is relatively small, about the size of his fist, along the way Ye Fan gnawed on the steamed bun while walking, and received the axe for chopping wood in the house of the handsome young man, in the process of receiving it, he once again saw a few people who came to the miscellaneous service with him yesterday, for some reason he always had a feeling that they seemed to be full of hostility towards him, which made him very puzzled.

Carrying the axe, Ye Fan came to the woods far away from the miscellaneous servants, because only one of the woods here has not been cut down, but all the places where there is firewood cutting a little closer to the miscellaneous servants have been occupied by the so-called old man of the miscellaneous servants.

When leading the axe, the handsome young man said, as long as it is on the mountain of the miscellaneous service, where no one cuts down, you can cut it, skillfully pick up the axe, swing it rhythmically in your hand, pick some relatively dry branches, cut down the tree, and it will be two pillars of incense time, you can cut a bunch, but this pile is far less than a bundle, today when he received the axe, he only knew that the so-called bundle of the miscellaneous servant office, compared to him on the green hill cut more than three or four bundles.

The miscellaneous servants who cut firewood have a specified size for each bundle of firewood, and there will be a straw rope to receive every morning, and the chopped firewood must be tied with the straw rope issued by the miscellaneous servants, and the bundle must be full to be counted as a bundle.

Half a day has passed, Rao is Ye Fan used to chop firewood often when he was in Qingshan, and he only cut two bundles, the bundle here is too big, not to mention, he has a feeling that the branches of the trees here, and even the trees are much harder than those in Qingshan, he really can't cut much, plus the axe is not sharp, and he can't find a place to sharpen the axe for a while.

At noon, the scorching sun was shining, Ye Fan gasped and wiped the sweat on his forehead, sat on a wooden stake, the hunger in his stomach followed, picked up the food he received yesterday, whether it was cold or not, swallowed it in three or two mouthfuls, he didn't pay so much attention to it, when hunting in the mountains, he often ate things in dry food, and now there is food to eat better than then I don't know how much.

In the blink of an eye, he ate more than half of a bowl of rice with vegetables, Ye Fan couldn't help but put down the dishes and chopsticks in his hand, although he only ate one and a half full, even if he ate all the meals, he would be able to eat seven or eight minutes at most, but he thought that he had only chopped two bundles of firewood in one morning, and he was almost exhausted, and he might not be able to cut three bundles in an afternoon, in that case, he would have nothing to eat today, and he thought in his heart that it would be better to leave a little food, although he felt a lot better at the time, but it was difficult to starve at night, this time he came to Mochizuki Sect to be a disciple of an immortal, he should not be hungry, and his mother did not prepare anything for him to eat。

Ye Fan didn't understand very much, didn't the immortals know how to spell, why did they still have to do the work of carrying firewood and water, wouldn't the immortals be able to do it with a wave of their hands?

After lunch, Ye Fan came to a shady place, sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes, and silently recited the mantra in his mouth, feeling the aura of heaven and earth.

It wasn't until a breeze blew that Ye Fan, who was hiding in the shade of the tree, felt a burst of cool air blowing, and he opened his eyes, he had been meditating like this for a long time, and he still couldn't feel the slightest aura, let alone inhale the aura into his body, but when he thought that it was so easy to feel the aura there, his heart felt good, he looked up at the sky, there were still a few hours before it was going to be dark, and he had to hurry up the time to chop wood, and strive to have a full meal today, sighed and picked up the axe, and continued his wood-cutting task.

With an axe in hand, he slashed at the branches of the trees with a thumping sound...

The sunset to the west, the sunset appeared, Ye Fan waved the axe in his palm more and more powerless, he only cut a little more than one bundle of firewood in the whole afternoon, not to mention cutting five bundles, not even four bundles, wiped a handful of sweat, sat on the ground and gasped for breath, he really didn't have the strength to cut anymore, the hunger in his stomach troubled him, and his hands were also resisting him to pick up the axe.

Looking at the pitiful three bundles of firewood on the ground, Ye Fan sighed, it seems that he is destined to have no food today.

"Whew..."

Just as he was about to take the axe and return to the end of the handyman's office, a wolf-like howl in the distance reached his ears, and for a moment the birds and beasts in the forest scattered in all directions, and it seemed that he was quite frightened.

Ye Fan turned his head to look at the wild birds flying in the sky, birds, his eyes suddenly lit up when he lived in the mountains and forests all the year round, why didn't he think of it earlier, he secretly blamed himself, picked up the axe on the ground, and the person got into the dense jungle.

Since there are trees and jungles, there will definitely be wild beasts and birds in the mountains, and he is a hunter who lives in the mountains and forests all year round and makes a living by hunting, and it is a joke that he can be starved to death when he reaches the mountains.

Chop a few branches with an axe, twist the bark into a rope to make a lasso trap, use the branches to make a elastic trap, a moment of effort, Ye Fan made seven or eight hunting traps around the place, if it weren't for the gradual darkening of the sky, he still wanted to make more traps, although these traps are not very powerful, but it is more than enough to deal with pheasants, hares, and wild birds, carrying the axe with an expectant heart, he returned to the miscellaneous servants.

The miscellaneous servants have already finished distributing food, and there are a small number of miscellaneous old people who have eaten dinner in groups of three or two blowing calves or taking out usable things, or food, or money, and playing gambling, these people are all old people who have been in the miscellaneous service department for nearly ten years, and they will not be sent back to the world by the sect for a long time, and they have not entered the qi refining period for many years, not to mention that the sect has given up on them, even they themselves have given up on themselves.

As long as the disciples who come to the miscellaneous service department, most of them have not entered the qi refining period for about a year or two after entering the miscellaneous labor department, then this person has almost no chance to enter the qi refining period again, and the disciples who have just entered the miscellaneous labor department will have full of enthusiasm to cultivate and feel the aura of heaven and earth, if the time is earlier to feel the aura, the easier it is to enter the qi refining period, on the contrary, after a long time, the disciples of the miscellaneous service department have a heavy task burden every day, and they are overwhelmed by the task every day, and even eating is a problem, and the perseverance is gradually worn out, and there is still a mind there, and there is still time to cultivate。

It is precisely for this reason that there are very few disciples in the Qi refining period who come out of the miscellaneous office, and I don't know what the Mochizuki Sect thinks, if it is just to hire a group of people to go up the mountain to chop wood and carry water, you have to hire strong people, and those people are also willing to come up to the mountain to do this kind of hard work for the immortals.

In fact, Ye Fan didn't know that the sect did want a group of people to help do all kinds of miscellaneous labor for the sect, this kind of miscellaneous labor is relatively young people, and in any case, the time spent on the mountain by the miscellaneous labor should not exceed ten years at most, and the reason why the sect does not hire strong adults is also for a reason, first, the young miscellaneous servants have strong perception ability, and as soon as they enter the sect, they will issue qi refining rolls for them to cultivate, which is equivalent to giving them a little hope, if they can enter the qi refining period through their own cultivation, then it is the best, not only giving other miscellaneous servants motivation, but also getting a disciple in the qi refining period can be described as killing two birds with one stone。

Second, the cultivation exercises in the cultivation realm cannot be passed on, especially in the mortal world, otherwise the mortal world will be chaotic, and the miscellaneous servants have not entered the disciples after ten years, and the elders in the door will be dialed by the divine arts, erasing the memory of the miscellaneous disciples for the cultivation of the true realm, if it is said that adults of a certain age and with slightly better willpower have been exposed to the exercises for more than ten years, then it will be difficult to erase their memories, and it will also be a harm to them.

Ye Fan walked all the way to the wooden house to the handsome young man's house, and before he entered, he heard an angry shout, only to see several figures flying out of his house, slamming on the ground, moaning in pain, and suddenly the old people in the miscellaneous service department came one after another when they heard the sound, revealing a lively look.

Look at it, aren't these people the ones who came in with them yesterday, those rich children, looking at their painful appearance, Ye Fan had doubts, bypassed them and was very nervous, walked into the house, and saw the handsome young man with his eyes slightly closed, cross-legged on a mat, two white mist condensed between his mouth and nose, circling and entwining, thinking that this is the so-called aura, Ye Fan felt envious in his heart, and at the same time, his nervous heart also relaxed a lot.

The handsome young man has a good-looking appearance, which makes people feel that this person is not a bad person, a wicked person, and he is very easy to get along with, but many miscellaneous servants in the miscellaneous service department are famous for being afraid of him, and from the bottom of his heart, Ye Fan also feels that the handsome young man is still very good at talking, at least he doesn't have the kind of eyes that the villagers look at him.

"Meet the Immortal Chief," Ye Fan whispered to the handsome young man.

The handsome young man didn't react at all, looking like an old monk was settled.

"Meet the Immortal Chief!" This time Ye Fan's voice was a little louder, but the handsome young man still didn't react at all, and he didn't even move his eyelids.

"Meet the Immortal Chief!The villain Ye Fan came to report!" Ye Fan shouted at the top of his voice.

It was his voice that made the old handyman who was about to leave stop and look at the house one by one, thinking that there was still a good show to watch.

"Hmm," the handsome young man opened his eyes, and the white mist in front of his mouth and nose was inhaled into his body.

Ye Fan saw that he was not angry, and reported to him the area where he had cut firewood, the young man had a bad face but a calm tone, and after asking him how many bundles of firewood he had chopped, he stopped talking, Ye Fan naturally did not have the qualifications to eat, but fortunately he left a little food at noon.

Walking out of the house, I saw that the people who fell out before were gone, and the slightest trace of blood was faintly visible on the dim ground, and the old handymen around saw Ye Fan walking out safely and soundly, and the disappointed expression on his face made Ye Fan very puzzled.