Wood is chopped for the purpose of making a fire, and each piece of wood is the foundation of the flame. The size and length of the firewood are very particular. People who can burn fires can often use the least amount of firewood to burn the most prosperous fire, long firewood and coarse firewood, short firewood and fine firewood, the time to put in, the position to put in need to be carefully controlled by the firecracker.

Chen Wenshan is responsible for the two tasks of chopping firewood and burning fire in the kitchen, and whether the firewood is well chopped also determines whether he burns vigorously or not.

The wood-splitting knife in his hand had not been seen for a few days, and Chen Wenshan put it on his shoulder and came to the usual place where he was chopping wood. The ground was littered with sawdust that had not been cleaned for several days, scattered and mixed. Chen Wenshan used his feet to clean out a clean and flat empty space, and put the firewood pier on the side.

When Chen Wenshan woke up, he found that the cultivation in his body had reached the first level of qi refining, and he tried to enter the body much more smoothly than before. It stands to reason that the cultivation of the first order of qi refining should be easy and easy to control, but Chen Wenshan's first sword was biased. Both the force and the position are off.

Although it is much better than in the past to split a piece of firewood with several knives, it is very laborious to burn firewood with thick ends and thin ends, and the broken lines and convex in the middle are unevenly distributed.

Chen Wenshan stopped, picked up the chopped firewood, and observed it carefully. He remembered the dishes that Master Yao had cut, and remembered what Master Yao had said.

Zhou Tai's impression of Chen Wenshan is right, Chen Wenshan is like a reader, he likes to be demanding about everything, and he likes to ponder blindly. Take chopping firewood as an example, ordinary people only care about how much they chop and don't care about what the chopped firewood looks like. But Chen Wenshan just wants to care about these, there is no reason to care about these, if there is a reason, it probably comes from his sensitivity and persistence.

Master Yao sat on the steps in front of the door of the kitchen and laughed softly.

Chen Wenshan raised his eyes to look over, bowed over, and said respectfully, "Master Yao." ”

"When did you come back?"

"Today. ”

Master Yao wiped his palms with the tied scarf, and his eyes looked at Chen Wenshan's body for a long time, "You are different." ”

Hearing this, Chen Wenshan's eyebrows furrowed slightly, "Why did Master Yao say this? ”

"There's an unformed murderous aura in you. In our cook's business, we have some perception of life and death. It seems that you have been going through a lot in the past few days. ”

Chen Wenshan was silent, he didn't know how to say what he encountered when he went out this time, and he didn't want to say it.

Master Yao saw Chen Wenshan's hesitation and embarrassment, "It's also a good thing that immortal cultivators have some murderous aura, but I just hope you won't sink into it in the future." ”

Master Yao glanced into the kitchen, "When you come back, let's chop firewood." ”

"Yes. ”

Master Yao got up and turned to the kitchen, walked a few steps, and suddenly turned his head again and said, "Are you interested in learning to chop vegetables with me?"

The wood-splitting knife that Chen Wenshan raised stopped in mid-air, looked at Master Yao and said, "Master Yao, what is the difference between chopping firewood and cutting vegetables?"

Master Yao smiled slightly and looked into the distance, "There is no difference between chopping firewood and chopping vegetables, whether it is chopping firewood or chopping vegetables, it is essentially the same. ”

Chen Wenshan asked again: "What is the essence?"

Master Yao withdrew his gaze and stared at Chen Wenshan, there seemed to be a burst of light in his cloudy old eyes, and at that moment, Chen Wenshan couldn't help but clench the woodcutter in his hand.

"Broken! Whether it's chopping firewood or chopping vegetables, it's all broken. And to kill is also to break. ”

"This dish is well cut and easy to handle. If this wood is well chopped, the hand will be steady. ”

"And if a person kills well, his heart must be ruthless. ”

After Master Yao finished speaking, Chen Wenshan was silent for a long time, lowered his head and replied, "Master Yao, I'm just a woodcutter. ”

Master Yao shook his head and chuckled, "Are you willing to be a woodcutter for the rest of your life?"

Master Yao said that the tone was elongated, the corners of his mouth rose to reveal a few yellowish teeth, and the facial muscles on both sides of his cheeks were raised with the kindness and questioning of the old man.

Chen Wenshan raised his head, he always felt that the old man in front of him was exuding an invisible momentum. Chen Wenshan fell silent again, this is the third time he has been silent today.

His eyes skimmed over the wood-splitting knife in his hand, and the wood-splitting wood lying on the ground was finally fixed on the old man's body.

The old man looked directly at Chen Wenshan's gaze and said, "The thickness of the firewood you chop is uneven, even if you use it to make a fire, it is difficult to burn a prosperous fire." You can't control the fire, and you can't control the knife in your hand. You have murderous energy in your heart, a lot, but it can't become the climate. ”

"Master Yao, why are you willing to be a vegetable chopper?"

Chen Wenshan finally spoke, and he asked the old man rhetorically.

"Because my murderous aura is too heavy and too deep. If you don't cut vegetables, you can only kill people. ”

"Then why did Master Yao teach me to kill people?"

"Because you need to kill someone, as for who to kill, don't ask me, ask yourself!" Master Yao withdrew his gaze from Chen Wenshan and turned into the kitchen.

"I have a knife that kills. Do you learn or not?"

Master Yao's voice echoed loudly in Chen Wenshan's mind.

Chen Wenshan clenched the firewood knife in his hand, clenched his teeth and oozed blood from the corners of his mouth. In the dream, the man left him a sword, the trajectory of the sword was erratic, and the sword movement was extremely mysterious, although the power was huge, it could cut the sky, but he knew that it was not used to kill. At least now he can't kill with that sword.

He lifted the end of his robe, knelt down, and knocked his head three times into the kitchen.

Master Yao in the kitchen looked at the soup boiling in the pot, his snort twitched, and the rich fragrance rushed into his nose, he closed his eyes and nodded, sitting on the chair in the kitchen.

The soup is not good yet, and there is some lack of heat.

Chen Wenshan didn't care about the dust and wood residue on his knees, but just chopped the wood with the woodcutter in his hand.

The events and people of the past two days made him understand a truth, in this world, if you want to learn to save people, you must first learn to kill.

He kept chopping, one after the other, and the crack of the tiger's mouth and the blood flowed down the blade to the ground, forming a filth with the dust and wood residue. The firewood behind him was stained with blood, and Chen Wenshan's face was stained with sweat, and he was expressionless.

......

The cold air at night in the mountains and forests was a little heavy, Chen Wenshan sat cross-legged on the bed, and the aura around him approached him, partially entering his body, traveling along the veins and then merging into the Dan Mansion. There is a cyclone in the Dan Mansion, slightly pulling these spiritual qi into it, there are nine orders in the Qi Refining Realm, and a cyclone will form in the body after each order. This cyclone exhales the aura of heaven and earth, and each cyclone can store a certain amount of aura, and the aura in the body between the realm of Guiyuan exists in the form of gas.

Chen Wenshan's current cultivation is the first order of qi refining.

Chen Wenshan's hands slowly clasped together, and then opened them and drew a circle in front of him. The aura around him gradually dissipated, and he opened his eyes and exhaled a breath of turbidity.

He pulled the clothes from his chest, and there was a rune there. The runes were dark red with a golden glow. He knew this rune, which was originally engraved on the jade pendant left by his parents, but now the jade was broken, and the rune was printed on Chen Wenshan's chest for some reason.

Chen Wenshan stroked the rune with his hand, with sadness in his eyes. He jerked back, and the whole person lay on the bed in a large zigzag shape.

He picked up two signs from his side, one yellow and one ink. The sign is against the light of the lamp, warm as water.

It has only been three months since most of the capital of Chu came out, but so many things have happened during this period. Sword shadow, sword light, murderous aura, giant beasts, and a few people who died, he didn't know what would happen next, and the road ahead was very long. He entered the Qingyun Sect to cultivate this immortal just to save his mother and find his father, but now that nothing has started, he has to learn how to kill.

His eyes sharpened, and the hand holding the two jade plaques had green tendons protruding, and suddenly let go, put his hand to his chest, and closed his eyes.

It didn't take long for Chen Wenshan to fall asleep, and the light on the table had not been extinguished, it was still burning. More than two months ago, he was just a small beggar in the capital of Chu State.

In the dream, Chen Wenshan dreamed of his mother, and dreamed of his family of three playing happily in the courtyard of Chen's mansion, and the little figure was jumping around, innocent and happy......

The corners of Chen Wenshan's mouth couldn't help but rise.

As soon as the picture turned, it was still the Chen Mansion compound, but the flames were soaring. He shook his head vigorously and shouted no, he saw the vicious faces, he shouted vigorously, those faces were indifferent, they should be killed, they should be robbed, they should be burned.

After the confusion, he saw the men leave one by one, their hands full of things, but their faces still full of disdain, and their mouths were full of unbearable words. Chen Wenshan's eyes were cracked, two lines of blood and tears flowed from his eyes, and he knelt on the ground and struggled weakly.

The gate of Chen's mansion was quietly opened, and a woman left with a child, and the child's eyes looked into the courtyard and looked in the direction of Chen Wenshan. Chen Wenshan's gaze collided with the child's gaze, which was like an abyss, turning everything around him into darkness.

Chen Wenshan came to a mountain cliff, and there was a person sitting on the cliff, there was a broken sword in front of him, and he was holding a pot of wine in his hand, drinking it one by one. Chen Wenshan walked to the cliff, and the people on the cliff handed him the wine. Chen Wenshan naturally took the wine jug for some reason, raised his head and drank it, the liquor scraped his throat, Chen Wenshan endured the discomfort and drank all the wine. There was a feeling of suffocation, and he felt as if he was going to die, unable to breathe.

The person on the cliff smiled lightly and said, "Heavenly Sword, you can learn." ”

After saying that, everything turned dark again, and a light lit up in the distance. The broken sword broke through the void and slashed over, drawing a mysterious trajectory. It was a sword from the Ancient Realm, and the sword light slashed through Chen Wenshan's body and slashed into the distance.

"The sword cannot be lost. ”

The surroundings gradually fell silent, only Chen Wenshan was alone in the darkness, he walked forward, there was a giant sword in front of him, the giant sword seemed to feel Chen Wenshan's arrival, made a sword sound, and trembled slightly......

The root bone in Chen Wenshan's body has the law fragments left when he ascended the ladder, and those law fragments dissolve into the root bone at a slow speed......

Master Yao sat in his room, carved a wooden carving with a knife in his hand, and said, "I'm not robbing disciples with you. Back then, you got this Qingyun Sect to be a vegetable cutter for decades, and you have to give me some compensation. I chose that child first, and he was well suited to inherit my clothes. ”

Master Yao held the wood carving, looked in a certain direction, and suddenly said angrily: "You don't talk nonsense with me, he wants to learn my sword first, and he is learning your sword." ”

"Your sword light looks fancy, and it doesn't have much utility. ”

Master Yao was suddenly choked, and then pulled his neck and blushed: "I let you back then, don't think I really can't fight you......"

Speaking of this, he stopped and pouted, "You guys don't have anything good to knock on the sky!"

The wood carvings have not yet taken shape, but there are some outlines. Master Yao is usually very dignified and serious, and he only plays tricks because he meets someone he can't win.