The sky was dark, and Zhou Qing got up and walked towards the bamboo mountain alone. Today he is going to cut a hundred bundles of bamboo, twice as many as the others.

If it weren't for Zhou Qing's little knowledge of martial arts, it is estimated that he would definitely not be able to accomplish this kind of thing if he became another new disciple.

On the surface, Senior Brother Song said that it was good, but in fact, it was used for the whole Zhou Qing. Zhou Qing knew that he had no way to deal with this kind of power in his hands, and the other party had a sect position, so it could be said that no matter what, he was in the right position.

Zhou Qing roughly calculated, a bundle of bamboos has almost eight or nine roots, which is still considered thick, if it is a little thinner, then there must be eleven or twelve to get a bundle.

Now there are only a few people in the mountain who have begun to work, and some people are quite fast, and in less than a quarter of an hour, they have already cut down a bundle.

The senior brother wrapped the bamboo in rattan and threw it on the mountain road.

Gao Liang told him yesterday that after the bamboo was cut and bundled, someone would naturally take it away after it was placed in one place.

Although Zhou Qing didn't move fast enough at first, after he cut four or five bundles, the firewood knife in his hand gradually became much smoother.

If it was ordinary bamboo, it was estimated that he would be able to make the bamboo fall to the ground with one sword. However, the bamboo on Jinzhu Mountain is not ordinary, and the bamboo here is definitely the best bamboo in the Yuntian Kingdom. It is also more difficult to cut down than other bamboos. In terms of hardness and toughness, they are not comparable to the bamboos in Zhou Qing's understanding.

Because of the special topography of Jinzhu Mountain, it does not stick to rivers and rarely rains, and the golden silk bamboo here grows longer than ordinary bamboo.

It is difficult to cultivate it in other places.

This golden silk bamboo is a major source of wealth for Jinzhumen. Of course, there are still a lot of things to make money in Jinzhumen, but they are not as reliable as this golden silk bamboo.

Five years later, in addition to helping the disciples strengthen their hearts to practice martial arts, more importantly, doing hard work for the sect for a few years can be regarded as a little merit.

This matter of chopping bamboo seems to be a trivial matter, but for Jinzhumen, any disciple who fails to complete the task will be punished to a certain extent. This is related to the foundation of the sect, so the disciples who manage the back mountain are very serious in dealing with this kind of thing.

"I'll cut fifty more bundles of bamboo, and a lot of the money from the sale will go into Senior Brother Song's pocket. ”

After Zhou Qing finished cutting four or five bundles, he sat on the stone and rested for a while. That Senior Brother Song punished him for what he didn't do well, he had to let him cut fifty more bundles of bamboo, he definitely didn't just want to torture him. Among them, there should be something at stake.

In a place like Houshan, where birds don't poop, if there is no oil and water to fish, then it is estimated that no disciples will stay here.

"This kind of thing, the sect is all turning a blind eye. I said Qin Zhou, there are some issues that we can't consider.

You just need to do your own thing, and Senior Brother Song will punish you to let you know how to get out of the back mountain. ”

Wen Bing didn't know when he walked to Zhou Qing's side and said a few words lightly.

"Isn't it true that if I'm not mellow, I won't be able to get out of this back mountain?"

Zhou Qing looked at Wen Bing's appearance and couldn't help asking.

"Why do you love to drill so much!"

Wen Bingxiang shook his head, and then hurriedly walked away. Today he got up a little later than usual, and if he was seen by the second-generation disciples who patrolled the mountain at that time, he might also be punished.

"Qin Zhou, Bing Xiang doesn't mean that, you still have to figure out what those senior brothers think. Maybe I'm lucky, I'll be able to go to the mountains in front of me, and life will be much better than this place. ”

While chopping bamboo, Gao Liang turned his head and said a few words to Zhou Qing.

"Thank you Senior Brother Gao Liang for your advice, Qin Zhou will think about Senior Brother's words. ”

Zhou Qing felt that after his physical strength had recovered a little, he continued to return to his position and began to chop bamboo repeatedly.

Until noon, Zhou Qing only cut thirty bundles, which was only such an effect when he got up half an hour early.

When it gets dark, someone will come with a cart and a horse to collect the bamboo. Zhou Qing couldn't help wiping his sweat, he simply cut it like this, and it was estimated that a hundred bundles were really hanging.

Zhou Qing's martial arts almost didn't have much effect on bamboo.

"If strength and skill don't make me faster, then I'll have to look elsewhere. ”

Zhou Qing glanced at a few people around him, and everyone was similar to him cutting bamboo. It is also to find the right place and then drop the hatchet.

The knives were slashed diagonally, and it was easier to cut than flat, but they basically needed seven or eight knives. Even some people have to cut more than a dozen knives to make the bamboo fall.

Zhou Qing also made about seven or eight knives, and began to open with one knife, and then flare. The toughness of this bamboo is too great, and no matter how much Zhou Qing exerts force, he can't cut the bamboo within three or four knives.

"If I combine two knives into one, can I save more time and strength?"

Thinking of this, Zhou Qing immediately found a small golden silk bamboo and cut it down. As soon as the knife fell, he exerted a second arm force, and the firewood knife went a little deeper into the bamboo, but it did not satisfy Zhou Qing.

"Brute force is not as good as skill!"

The corner of Zhou Qing's mouth raised a smile, found a stone, and then after dropping the knife, he picked up the stone with his other hand and knocked it down on the back of the knife.

It's easier than what he did with brute force, and the effect is much better.

The senior brothers around all looked at Zhou Qing strangely, completely unaware of what Zhou Qing wanted to do.

Seeing that this was really effective, Zhou Qing picked up a useless bamboo, which was probably only the thickness of an arm, and it should have been broken by the beasts on the mountain.

He twisted stone and bamboo together to make a hammer.

Originally, the knife was held in two hands, but now it is held in one hand. After opening the opening, another hammer struck the back of the knife.

This reciprocal process is much easier than it is for him to cut down bamboo by brute force. In no time, he had cut down fifty sheaves.

"This kid, he actually made a hammer! We have been here for a few months, why didn't we think that there was such a method to use?"

Huang Dan'er looked at Zhou Qing, and then couldn't help but slap his head.

It's not that they can't think of it, but fifty sheaves a day is exactly what they can do. But Zhou Qing is different, Zhou Qing wants to cut a hundred bundles, not that these hundred bundles force him, and he can't think of making a hammer to speed up his own cutting of bamboo.

Before the sky completely darkened, Zhou Qing had already cut a hundred bundles. He gave Gao Liang and Wen Bing the simple hammer he made, and the two of them were also quite happy.

Originally, I thought that I would cut a hundred bundles on the first day, and I should be the last disciple to leave Zhushan, but I didn't expect that I would be the first.

Zhou Qing piled up the bamboo, and after the senior brother who patrolled the mountain saw it, he came over to write down the number for him. The senior brother looked at Zhou Qing with a very strange look, and he seemed to know that Zhou Qing was named by Senior Brother Song to cut a hundred bundles.

originally wanted to take this opportunity to punish Zhou Qing, but he didn't expect Zhou Qing to really do it.

"Good job, you can go back and rest first. ”

The senior brother waved his hand at Zhou Qing, who lowered his head and walked back to the mountain with a smile. He didn't rest, but used the rest of the time to practice his three-form fist well.

The power of the bear-shaped, Zhou Qing can be regarded as having seen it, and his more than a dozen fists in the form of a crane can't withstand the power of the bear-shaped punch.

Yesterday, Situ Lie just rubbed his shoulder, which made him feel a little faint pain to this day. Now that he has no shadow and cannot be revealed, he can only put his mind on the three-form fist completely.

At sunset, many disciples were as usual, and after the resting place was almost over, some people went down the mountain to get steamed buns and send them to the canteen.

Fortunately, no one is against Zhou Qing today.

"I said Qin Zhou, the hammer you made is quite good, make one for me tomorrow. ”

Wen Bing said with a smile at Zhou Qing.

"You have your own hands and feet to do what you eat, just do it yourself. ”

Gao Liang couldn't help but say a sentence to Wen Bingxiang, Wen Bingxiang wanted to refute it, but after thinking about it, what Gao Liang said was also reasonable.

If he always wants to take advantage of Zhou Qing, wouldn't it be the same as those senior brothers yesterday. Although Zhou Qing has a good temper, if he has done it, he may have to be beaten.

"Senior Brother Gao, don't get in the way, I still have time at night, if I can find a useless pillar, I can make one for Senior Brother Wen. ”

After Zhou Qing swallowed the steamed bun, he responded slowly.

"You kid forgot about things again, right, there are so many senior brothers on this mountain, can you take care of them one by one?"

As soon as Gao Liang said this, Zhou Qing immediately fell silent. No wonder even Situ Lie will give Gao Liang a little face, it seems that Gao Liang does know much more than him.

Although the content of the discussion between the three of them was inappropriate, because they were sitting in the corner, they would not let outsiders hear.

In the opposite corner, Situ Lie had been paying attention to Zhou Qing.

Originally, he thought that Zhou Qing would not be able to cut a hundred bundles today. When the time comes, as long as he goes to find a senior brother and goes to the steward to fan the flames, Zhou Qing is estimated to be offended.

But unexpectedly, Zhou Qing actually relied on a hammer made by himself today to get himself out of danger.

"Fight me, I'm going to kill you sooner or later!"

Situ Lie's eyes flashed with a cold light, and he had faintly begun to plan something in his heart.

"Dan'er, I'll tell you something later, you eat quickly, don't delay. ”

Situ Lie said slowly to the yellow egg beside him, now that the other disciples are no longer headed by him, this yellow egg is still the same for him as he was at the beginning.

"Great!"

Huang Dan'er responded casually, and after a while, he swept away the steamed buns in front of him.