Di Hao said goodbye to Zhao Banxian and followed Deacon Zhu into the gate, which was greeted by a huge square, surrounded by rows of bungalows with independent courtyards. In the middle of the last row of courtyards is a two-story wooden building covering an area of about 400 square meters, and on the east and west sides of the small building are simple wooden houses.

Crossing the bungalow and walking to the simple wooden house with a courtyard under the outer wall of the last three zhang, Deacon Zhu took Di Hao to the door of the third small courtyard and pushed the door in.

In the small courtyard were piles of dry firewood, ranging in thickness from the arm to the mouth of the basin. A 10-square-meter space is enclosed in the middle of the pyre. There are iron shelves in the space, and ropes are hung from the shelves.

Deacon Zhu came to the shelf, reached out and took a wooden stick that was about the thickness of his arm, and put the wooden stick on the rope.

Fingers slashed over a pouch on his waist, and a two-foot-long short sword appeared in his palm, the cold light flashed, the wrist flipped over, a few white lights flashed, and the wooden stick that was a long zhang turned into ten neat short pieces of wood and fell, each one foot long.

Picked up a short piece of wood, stood on the ground, and when his wrist turned, several sword lights flashed, and the short wood turned into a wooden strip of uniform thickness with chopsticks in a blink of an eye. Hand the short sword to Di Hao Dao:

"Your daily work, as I just did, remember to start with fine wood and rough wood first. Every day before dinner, someone comes to collect firewood, check your grades, and the top few monthly results, the branch has rewards. The food is delivered by someone, so let's rest today and start chopping tomorrow. ”

After saying that, he turned around and left. Di Hao carried a short sword and pushed the door into the hut, the interior furnishings were very simple, a bed, a table, the bed had a neat futon, there were kettles and cups on the table, there was a bucket in the corner of the wall, and there was a large wooden basin next to it. The room is not big, but it doesn't seem cramped or cramped.

Di Hao felt very satisfied, the living conditions here, compared to the wandering life in the past year, already had the feeling of hell going to heaven.

After washing, I began to sit on the bed and practice. After nearly a year of running around the rivers and lakes, the practice has never been interrupted.

Looking inwardly at the body, the space of knowing the sea has expanded to the size of three zhang, and the white light spots have also increased several times, and the soul filaments have increased from dozens to more than a hundred, reaching the middle stage of the filament layer.

The space of the dantian is also slightly larger than the original one square meter, and the large one is limited. After pondering for a while, I made a decision, concentrated my spiritual power into the dantian, and warmed the spirituality of the aura in the dantian.

Di Hao didn't know that he had found the right way through several years of exploration. Mortals worship the Xiuzhen sect, first with the help of the teacher, use the unique technique of the sect to open up the sea of seclusion, also called the opening of the spirit.

You can warm up your spiritual power and divine soul, even if you don't have the practice of cultivating your divine soul, your spiritual power and spiritual soul are slowly growing as your cultivation becomes more and more advanced. Warm up the spiritual power, and then keep the dantian and carry out the sense of qi.

The so-called Yishou is to concentrate on the spiritual power to warm the dantian, so the aura that enters the body, in fact, has always been warmed by the spiritual power, so that the aura has spirituality, does not reject the spiritual power, and then obeys the mobilization of the spiritual power.

Under normal circumstances, the intention to keep the dantian for about a month will produce a sense of qi, of course, a good qualification may also produce a sense of qi in ten days and a half months. Those who have poor qualifications may only develop qi in two or three months, and those who can never produce qi sensation are those who are often said to have no cultivation qualifications.

Di Hao's situation is different, the qi mass of the dantian is caused by the aura poured into the marrow washing, and the next year's cultivation, although he was promoted from the qi to the qi mass, but what he learned was more miscellaneous, while practicing qi, he also had to cultivate the divine soul, refining the body, talisman seal, qin, chess, poetry and painting, etc., divided most of the cultivation time, and the spiritual warmth of the aura never kept up, not only did not make up for the defects, but also the more serious the loss.

When you feel that your mental energy is overdepleted, tiredness strikes. Resolutely change the Taishang induction chapter to restore mental power. After the mental power is restored, continue to warm the dantian aura. This cycle repeats itself, falling into deep cultivation.

Early in the morning, Di Hao finished washing, came to the courtyard, holding a short sword in his hand, his eyes slightly closed, recalling the picture when Deacon Zhu waved the sword, at that time, Deacon Zhu moved very fast, but for Di Hao, whose spiritual power far exceeded that of his peers and cultivated the soul silk, it was still very easy to see every movement of Deacon Zhu.

The picture flashed over and over again, and every movement had already been deeply imprinted in his mind, and he kept replaying the picture, just wanting to find his power skills. After dozens of times, he shook his head with a wry smile and gave up observation.

After all, the power technique is an internal thing, and it is difficult to observe it from the outside, unless you are a martial arts cultivator who has a deep knowledge of martial arts, and analyzes the starting force skills from the perspective of the shot, the tremor of the sword body and other factors.

Di Hao hadn't even seen martial arts, so he wanted to see the power skills from the picture, which was a little whimsical. I opened my eyes helplessly. At this time, a sixteen or seventeen-year-old handyman dressed in green clothes came to the door with a basket of food

"Boy, you're new here, your grandfather's food isn't for nothing, take the money to buy it!"

Di Hao traveled all over the rivers and lakes, and he hadn't seen anything, and as soon as he heard it, he knew that this person was new to bullying him and wanted to get some benefits from him. looked at the Tsing Yi handyman carrying the burden, and smiled

"Master, I have traveled to the rivers and lakes for more than a year, and I never spend money on food!"

As he spoke, he carried a short sword and walked quickly towards the Tsing Yi handyman.

The young man who delivered the meal was a little stunned when he saw this situation, how could this kid be a dumbfounded, his temper was still very bad, and he didn't agree with him, so he picked up his sword.

The drum in his heart is beating, and he is screaming fiercely:

"Stop! What are you going to do? Do you know who I am? I'm Deacon Zhu's nephew! If you dare to touch me, you're going to die!"

Di Hao walked in a few steps to the Tsing Yi handyman, reached out and grabbed his collar, and raised his hand to slap him

"Little brute! I let you pretend to be Deacon Zhu's nephew and ruin Deacon Zhu's reputation, and if I don't beat you today, you are looking for teeth all over the place, and even your mother doesn't recognize you! I won't mix here!"

"Bang! bang!"

Bow left and right, non-stop slapping. His eyes narrowed, and the corners of his mouth twitched, revealing a sinister smile.

"Stop! Stop! I'm really Deacon Zhu's nephew, don't want money, don't fight. “

The Tsing Yi handyman shouted with a crying voice, Di Hao's eyes widened, his big hand was round, and the fan was even happier.

Shouted:

"Do you dare to pretend to be Deacon Zhu's nephew? Don't you know what my relationship is with Deacon Zhu? Blind your dog eyes, look at your bear-like appearance, thief eyebrows, rat eyes, toad mouth, roe head rat eyes and legs. Sharp-eared monkey gills..."

There was a lot of commotion here, and it had already alarmed the nearby handymen who were splitting wood, and they walked out of the small courtyard one by one and gathered not far away to watch

"Brother Wang, who is this kid? ”

"The newcomer is stunned, don't look at the fun now, you will suffer in the future. ”

"Even if Deacon Zhu's nephew dares to fight, it's not worth it to take his life for a few small dollars. ”

"I thought that with a new person, everyone would be able to relax a little easier, alas, there is no play, this kid won't live for a few days, and he will continue to be tired. ”

How high is Di Hao's divine soul cultivation, a few people whispered, how could they escape his hearing, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, and his hand became heavier.

While scolding, he was fighting, and a gloomy voice came from his ears

"Stop, you're tired too. It's hard enough!"

Di Hao was stunned, and then smiled:

"It's not hard, this bastard pretended to be Deacon Zhu's nephew and ruined his old man's reputation. I can't spare him!"

As he spoke, his hands were still fanning. The Tsing Yi handyman had been beaten to a pig's head and stunned by a stormy slap. I don't know how to beg for mercy, I feel dizzy and staggering.

"Stop, do you dare not listen to me?"

Di Hao's ears sounded like a thunderous roar, which shook his ear drums. Clenched his fists into the air with both hands

"I'm really sorry, Deacon Zhu, I didn't know he was really your nephew. You don't remember villains, and the prime minister can hold the boat in his belly. Besides, you can't blame me, you don't look like each other at all, you look so handsome and martial, you look at his appearance, you have to be more bumpy and bumpy. ”

After speaking, Di Hao took three steamed buns and a bowl of green vegetables from the basket and returned to his house. Sitting on a stool just about to eat.

"Meow"

With the sound, the tanuki jumped onto the table and glared at Di Hao with wide eyes. The corners of Di Hao's mouth twitched, he broke off half of the steamed bun and threw it to it, looking at the raccoon cat happily nibbling on the steamed bun, and muttered in his heart:

"When you're in danger, you're nowhere to be seen. When you're safe and sound, you don't know where to run out, it's not easy. I wonder if you're a tanuki or a big bad wolf?"

"Boy, you wait! I'm not done with you!"

There was an angry roar at the door, Di Hao raised his eyebrows, ignored it anymore, lowered his head and continued to eat.

In a room in the small wooden building on the second floor, two middle-aged people were drinking tea, one of them was Deacon Zhu, at this time, his face was gloomy, and his eyes seemed to have sparks flashing. The man opposite smiled slightly

"Interesting, knowing that it was your nephew, you still beat it with confidence, so that your scheming and domineering nephew is deflated, you, who are an uncle, watch your nephew being beaten, and you can't have a seizure. This afterlife is not easy!"

"Hmph! It's just clever, I don't know how to be sharp and restrained, I make enemies everywhere, I step into the rivers and lakes, and I die faster!"

It can be seen that in this matter, Deacon Zhu has a lot of resentment towards Di Hao, after all, Di Hao beat his nephew and slapped him in the face. He wouldn't consider that this was his nephew's own humiliation, and it was up to the owner to beat the dog, which didn't take him seriously. The man on the other side said with a solemn face:

"Don't forget, who recommended him, don't set yourself on fire, because of a small loss, that person is not someone you and I can offend. “

"Thank you for the reminder, don't worry, I can tell which is more important, and I won't make such a low-level mistake. “

After eating, Di Hao came to the courtyard and began to practice splitting wood. This time I got started, only to know that it seems simple to do, and it is very difficult.

The sword slashed slowly, and the sticks swung out. The chopping is fast, and the sword wind blows the wooden stick to tremble, that is, the chopping continues. At the same time, it is also difficult to grasp the length of the interception. At the end of the hour, there were several sticks of different lengths scattered on the ground.

Look at the broken hole of the wooden stick again, it is miserable, which is broken by the sword, it is clearly broken by brute force.

Pick up a short stick and put it on the ground to split. When the sword goes down, it is either a wooden stick toppling or a blow by gravity, even if it is occasionally split, it is not easy to grasp the uniformity, it is too difficult.

Di Hao put away his short sword and said to himself:

"My cultivation starts with chopping wood, the more difficult it is, the more challenging it is, and I like this feeling. ”

Instead of blindly practicing, I sat on the stack of firewood and closed my eyes to think about the solution.

An hour later, Di Hao stood up with his eyes closed, waved the short sword in his hand, and danced out of thin air, chopping, stabbing, teasing, chopping, cutting, pointing, piercing, blocking... , all kinds of sword styles are constantly waving.

When you are tired from dancing, sit down and recover your skills, and after recovering, continue to dance the sword, practicing simple movements over and over again. A day is spent in sword dance.

In Deacon Zhu's room on the second floor of the wooden building, a middle-aged woman was crying and crying

"Changbiao, don't forget, it was my sister who raised you with hard work, and you watched your nephew being bullied, is there an uncle like you?"

Deacon Zhu was careful on the side, and persuaded him with kind words, and the woman threw down a sentence before leaving:

"I don't care what backers he has, if you don't kill him within a month, I'm not done with you. ”

After the woman left, Deacon Zhu sat on the chair, his face was constantly changing, and there was a battle between heaven and man in his heart.

"Little bastard, you brought it on yourself!" turned and disappeared.

In the evening, the handyman who collected the chopping wood came to the door and found that there was not a single chopping wood, and saw that Di Hao was still practicing sword moves without feeling. With a look of disdain on his face, he shouted:

"Hand in today's splitting materials, if you can't hand over the splitting materials, follow me to accept the punishment. ”

Di Hao's spiritual power has long been discovered by this person, and he maliciously interrupted his cultivation, and also proposed punishment, when will the little firewood handyman have the right to punish other handymen?

Put away the short sword, his eyes narrowed slightly, looked at the arrogant face of the firewood collector, and said with a cold face:

"Little handyman, you also have the right to punish me? Who gave you the right? Where did you get the guts?"

With that, he raised his sword and walked towards the miscellaneous servant, who shouted fearlessly:

"You are a new wood-chopping handyman, do you still want to turn the sky upside down? You actually dare to use a sword against your senior brother, just by virtue of this, after Deacon Zhu knows about it, you will feel better. ”

Di Hao came to this person and said with a sneer:

"You are a handyman at the third level of qi refining, and you dare to show your teeth and claws in front of the master, I want you to leave like this today, and my small courtyard will not be demolished tomorrow. ”

The words fell, a punch burst out, and with a whirring fist wind, he went straight to the door of this person's face, Di Hao's qi training three layers, different from others, he is a gas double cultivator, although he has not practiced martial arts, the power of a punch is also several times that of the same level.

When the firewood collector saw Di Hao's move, his face was hideous, and he shouted:

"Boy, you brought it on yourself!"

The horse squatted, raised his hand and punched at Meng Hao's fist, and the two fists slammed together in an instant, and the violent fist blew the two of them in clothes and hunting.

"Bang!ahh

Two voices came out, and the firewood handyman felt a huge surge of force, took three steps back, and there was a sharp pain in his hand, and he screamed, and squatted on the ground with his hands in his hands.

Di Hao's body shook slightly, stabilized his figure, looked at the firewood harvester with a painful face and sweaty face, and sneered:

"Go back and tell the person who came to you to teach me a lesson, I can not worry about him this time, if there is a next time, I will tell Zhao Banxian truthfully. Tell me, what is the task for January? At the end of the month, you're going to pull wood. ”

The firewood handyman held his injured hand, stood up slowly, looked at Di Hao with fear, and said in a low voice:

"It's enough to pay three cars a month, and I will definitely bring it, and I can't help myself, and I am offended today. ”

Turning around and leaving in a hurry, Di Hao looked at the back of this person, the corners of his mouth raised, and said in a low voice:

"Fault!"

Turning around and starting to practice the sword again, time passed slowly. In the first few days, Wujian's arm and wrist were swollen twice, and the pain of mentioning the sword was unbearable, and he gritted his teeth and persevered, and after the edema slowly subsided, his arm strength and wrist strength increased greatly.

Half a month later. Di Hao obviously felt that the sword in his hand was handy, like an arm. Gradually, the firewood can be chopped, but it is not even.

In the blink of an eye, more than 20 days have passed, and Di Hao feels that his body has become stronger and stronger than before, and the sword is in his hand, like a part of his body, and he can use it freely.

Wrist and arm strength have increased significantly, and the sword is as light as nothing in the hand.

At night, the firewood collectors pushed carts to collect firewood. Since the last incident, this is the first time I have come back to the Dihao Courtyard, and the injured hand has healed at this time. Seeing that Di Hao was closing his eyes and recuperating, he stepped forward to talk:

"Little brother, by the end of the month, you won't be able to pay enough firewood, and you will be punished next month. ”

Di Hao said lightly:

"Thank you for the reminder, didn't you tell you to come at the end of the month last time? ”

After the firewood collectors left, Di Hao began to chop firewood, only to see the tip of the sword picked, a chopping wood flew up, the arm waved, the sword light flashed, and the ends fell one after another, the length was uniform.

The next night, when the handyman cart returned, he was stunned by the chopping wood piled up at the gate of the courtyard. The size and length of the chopping wood are very uniform, and there is a cart of wood.

Di Hao didn't lie, and paid enough chopping wood for a month in three days.