The old woman's face was full of enthusiasm, and she stepped forward with a smile, and stretched out her dry hand to grab Zuo Leanfeng's arm, but she failed, because Zuo Leaning Feng took a step back.

The old woman was stunned, a little annoyed: "Don't be afraid, there are very few people in this valley who usually come to visit the door, plus our couple has no children, and we are very bored on weekdays, and now he has accepted you as a big disciple of the closed door, that is half a son, and you are also half the master of this valley, you don't need to be so restrained! Of course, if you dislike the old woman is not good-looking, the old woman tells the neighbors to bring his little girl over, what's the matter?"

Zuo Leanfeng felt that it was not good, the fewer people in the valley, the better, otherwise he would not be used to it.

But he didn't say anything, although he still couldn't understand why the old woman's thoughts were so out of the box, and he was a little confused, but he still entered the room, and was invited by the old woman to a table of eight immortals, and sat down stiffly.

The table of the Eight Immortals was full of all kinds of side dishes, full of color, flavor and flavor, and in an instant, his stomach began to "growl", and he swallowed a mouthful of saliva expressionlessly, still without chopsticks.

The old woman smiled and encouraged a few words on the side, and Zuo Leanfeng couldn't help the protest in his stomach, so he let go of his hands and feet and devoured it.

After eating, the old man appeared out of nowhere, stepped in, and glanced at the two of them coldly, Zuo Leanfeng was a little flustered, but he put away the dishes and chopsticks in a hurry, and the old woman completely ignored it, chewing slowly by herself.

"After eating, go out to chop wood, the old man doesn't raise waste people here!"

After reprimanding Zuo Leaning Peak, he tiptoed the ground, and he left again.

Come and go like the wind!

Zuo Leaning Peak didn't know why, and the old woman said lightly: "This guy is such a person, don't take it to heart." ”

"Don't dare. Zuo Tianfeng hurriedly said, where do you dare to blame the master as an apprentice?

"Go and chop wood, you have to chop at least ten loads of wood in one afternoon, or he won't allow you to eat." The old woman put away the dishes and chopsticks and went into the kitchen slowly.

Zuo Tianfeng went out of the door, and sure enough, he saw a small firewood room, which was full of firewood, he picked one up casually, weighed it in his hand a few times, and counted it in his heart.

Firewood was very ordinary, and it was easy to split ten loads, so without saying a word, he untied the tattered bag around his waist and took out two horizontal knives from it.

The horizontal knives are the same size, rusty, but you can vaguely see that the two knives are black and white.

The horizontal knife that should have been held in both hands was quietly picked up by Zuo Leanfeng, two knives were used together, the black knife was inserted into the wood and went forward, and the white knife fell instantly, not to mention, the two knives looked tattered, but the chopping wood was extremely unambiguous, the hand got up and fell, the firewood became two pieces, the incision was smooth and flat, and the person who used the knife was also very skilled.

"Click! click"

Piles of firewood were piled up, he wiped the scattered beads of sweat from the corners of his forehead, found a big tree and sat down, and took out the exercise book from his arms.

The two parts of the distraction method and the knife method, the center of which is sprinkled with about 1,800 words, although he knows these words, but he can't stand these words and doesn't know him, because he sees it very confused, can't touch the southeast and northwest, and can only awkwardly turn to the part of the knife method.

This part of the words is less and more paintings, most of them are more than a dozen pictures and then interspersed with a sentence or two on their side, now he can see clearly, and he can see clearly, so he looks at the pictures one by one.

After reading it, he stuffed the exercise into his arms, stood up, held the knife in his left hand, his left arm drooped, the tip of the knife was facing up, the back of the knife was attached to his left arm, and he made a vertical knife action, back and forth more than a dozen times, he changed the knife to the right hand, changed to the right hand holding the knife, from top to bottom to cut out, and silently recited in his heart: Lida blade, arm and knife in a straight line, this knife split, without any movement, compared to those Jianghu heroes three knives to cut down a high mountain to make a movement is more different from cloud and mud, but Zuo Leaning Peak has never known how to explain the word "discouraged"!

If it doesn't work once, then it will be a thousand times and hundreds of times! A thousand times will not work, then ten thousand times! Anyway, my left-leaning peak is not very demanding, as long as I can do it with a knife, the starting point of the wind can mean it, so at least it will not seem too monotonous!

In this way, repeating the movements in his hands over and over again, collecting the knife and chopping the knife, not to mention, when the sun sets and the tired birds return to the forest, he really splits the knife with a wind!

The wind was not strong, at most it could blow a strand of hair, but for him, it was enough, he was very satisfied, and he felt a little swelling in his heart, so that even the sunset that looked into the distance became beautiful, and even the pug that did not look at people with eyes was cute, although it was humanely rolling its eyes and looking at someone with contempt.

Then, the pug jumped down from the lotus leaf, wagged the dog's tail and the old god walked to the left leaning peak, and tiptoed up the black knife lying on the ground with its dog paws.

The pug patted his ass and left, not even bothering to look at someone.

Zuo Leaning Feng walked up to the black knife with an expressionless face, raised his hand to draw the knife, and the pug glanced at it casually, the sarcasm in his eyes was even stronger, but he still paused and wanted to take a look.

"Poof!"

The knife was easily pulled out, and Zuo Leanfeng wiped the knife on the rag clothes without care, as if talking to himself: "I really don't have the talent, but I have perseverance and strength, these two points should not be much worse than the former, right?"

He was born with divine power, and it was just a joke that he could carry the power on him, and at the age of nine, he could fight and kill the tiger, relying on his strength and ruthlessness.

The pug rolled his eyes and walked away, but the sarcasm in the dog's eyes faded and turned into curiosity.

Zuo Leanfeng has a good saying, he doesn't have spiritual roots and bones, but he has perseverance and strength and a talent like being born with two hearts, so he won't be much worse than the strong, right?

It shouldn't be, but that's an extravagant hope, the Nine Realms of Martial Arts, the more he goes to the back, the more innate divine power will be, unless he can do it like that cow man, he can break through ten thousand laws with one force, crisscross the desert, and never be defeated in a hundred years.

"Forget it, it's time for dinner, stop practicing. ”

Zuo Leanfeng sat back under the tree, opened the exercises seriously, and opened them again, this time he only looked at the heart method.

In fact, he also has a talent, never forget, this talent is very good, he likes it very much, although once the martial artist steps into the Three Mirrors Spirit Realm he will be clear and unforgettable, but before the Three Mirrors, he has a great advantage, and he can spend a lot of time and energy on martial arts and enlightenment.

The martial arts road is extremely difficult, and it is not easy to climb.

He shook his head with a wry smile.