Everyone frolicked for a while before they got out of the dormitory, but it was a little late, and hurriedly ran to the cafeteria, only to see that there was already a long queue there, everyone had to pray in their hearts that the team could move faster, Sanniang's movement could be a little faster, the team moved forward little by little, and the seven children followed the movement with such anxiety, and they didn't know how long it was, as if after a long time, it was finally their turn to seven. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

He Yongyuan laughed loudly and shouted excitedly: "Haha-and-and-and-"

The younger brothers finally let go of their heartstrings, and for some reason, after meditating and practicing all night, they felt extremely hungry, as if they had not eaten for three days, which was extremely uncomfortable.

He Yongyuan glanced at the younger brothers behind him, smiled, and said in surprise to Sanniang: "Hey-Sanniang wore a new hairpin today, no wonder when I saw Sanniang today, I felt a little different from the past, it turned out that I looked younger and more beautiful!"

After saying that, he beckoned, and several younger brothers behind him hurriedly stepped forward and nodded yes, Sanniang was happy to hear it, and scooped the spoon in his hand several times in succession, only filling He Yongyuan's rice bowl to the brim, and the dish was mixed with many pieces of meat, He Yongyuan was happy in his heart, and said some nice words, coaxing Sanniang to laugh again and again, and the younger brothers behind were also a burst of flattery, Sanniang was even happier, and the rice bowls for each of them were full, and several people went with a thousand thanks.

After breakfast, the seven of them went to the direction of the private school with the crowd, and Yu Wenhong still stood on the podium with the blue book in his hand, watching intently, and did not react to the outside world until the students arrived, and then he began to lecture.

After a night of cultivation and understanding, everyone has understood that the text taught by Yuwen Hongcai is actually a comprehension of the basic introductory outline of the ethereal immortal formula, as long as they can understand it, they will be able to comprehend the basic introductory outline by themselves.

It is a few people today who are all serious listening to the lectures, although it doesn't sound very good, but more or less can understand the slightest bit, the so-called drops of water wear stones, day by day, if you persevere, there will always be a complete practice of one day.

An hour later, Yu Wenhong finished explaining, except for the seven of them, the rest of the people were still scattered and didn't know what to do, in short, it was impossible to play and mess around, unless they didn't want to stay in the valley anymore.

The seven of them had to stay to make up for the class, Yuwen Hongcai spoke for another hour before letting them leave, Sikong Nian greeted the six brothers and went to Ouyang Yuqian on his own, and the six brothers went to the firewood room.

The firewood still has to be chopped.

As soon as he entered the chaimen, He Yongyuan said: "Today is to verify and verify, whether you can split this rotten wood after a night of cultivation!"

With that, he picked up the axe from the ground, took a horse step, and then raised the axe high above the top, only closing his eyes and thinking only of the vague figure in his heart, which was motionless.

The figure first stood with the sword in his hand, as quiet as a virgin, and then at a certain moment, the sword in his hand was together, that is, the long sword in his hand danced, only to see the sword light shining, faintly there was a sound of air flow, the sword momentum became faster and faster, until the sword body could not be seen, only a streamer could be seen in the figure in the hand of the figure constantly bouncing and sprinting.

In the outside world, there was a subtle air flow on He Yongyuan's body that slowly rotated, and the momentum was getting stronger and stronger, and at a certain moment the momentum had reached its peak, He Yongyuan suddenly opened his eyes, and there was a roar in his mouth, "Uh-", and the axe light was already split on the trunk when it shone.

He Yongyuan still maintained a chopping posture, motionless as if asleep, and the other five junior brothers also hurriedly came over, their eyes wide open, only staring at the trunk.

After being silent for a long time, I only heard Wan Yang say: "Big brother deserves to be the eldest brother, you see how beautiful this cut is, we took turns to cut it for a long time yesterday and never cut it as deep as the big brother, could it be that the eldest brother was reborn overnight?"

He Yongyuan remained motionless and did not say a word.

"Huh-what's wrong with big brother, we already admire big brother, so we don't need to show it so seriously, right?"

I only heard He Yongyuan say in a hoarse voice: "Show your uncle, your eldest brother is dislocated, don't call someone yet!"

Everyone suddenly realized that He Yongyuan's powerful axe was cut down, but he did not have the slightest reservation to deal with the power of the shock, and at this time, he was shocked off his arm by the force of the shock.

"Damn, I forgot that this rotten wood will have a backshock!"

Wan Yang was trying to let the sixth child go to Yu Tong, but after walking a few steps, Yu Tong walked in slowly, looked at He Yongyuan's funny posture, chuckled, walked slowly in front of He Yongyuan, grabbed his wrist with one hand, grabbed his shoulder with the other, and suddenly with a force, one arm was connected with a click, and it was also a common practice to connect the other arm.

"How does it feel—" Yu Tong chuckled.

He Yongyuan held back the pain, only shook his arm a few times, and said very stiffly: "It's not bad, in fact, I can also connect it myself." ”

Yu Tong laughed and said, "You kid, you care so much about your face at a young age, and you are afraid that you will be easily deceived when you go out of the valley in the future." ”

He Yongyuan snorted coldly and said, "With my He Yongyuan's ingenuity, only others will be deceived!"

Yu Tong chuckled again, said no more, shook his hands, and walked away leisurely.

Several junior brothers hurriedly stepped forward to help He Yongyuan sit down, but He Yongyuan waved his hand and pushed them away, only leaning down to look at the tree trunk. I saw that there was a finger-long opening on the top of the trunk, although the trunk was still not split, but compared to yesterday's efforts to leave an insignificant mark, today's results are a huge improvement.

"It's not bad!hahaha-" He Yongyuan laughed a few times and said, "Only in this way can it be regarded as true cultivation! Big brother, I am indeed a genius!"

Then he told the five younger brothers the trick and asked them to find a place to chop wood and practice by themselves.

After more than an hour, I only heard Wan Yang laughing, only to see a hole appear on the top of a tree trunk in front of him, although it was not as long as He Yongyuan's cut, but it was also a huge improvement compared to yesterday, and he couldn't help laughing for a while, like a crazy demon. The rest of them clutched their wrists from time to time, looking pensive, and there were still some tiny marks on the wood in front of them, but they couldn't cut into them.

He Yongyuan didn't say anything when he saw it, but he found an open space and sat down cross-legged and entered the cultivation state.

After another half an hour, Sikong Nian came back with a lot of snacks, Wei Yinghao, Nie Yuantong, Chang Sheng, and Lu Yuanjian hurriedly grabbed it, but unexpectedly, Sikong Nian was already prepared, and when he turned his footsteps, he actually dodged it, Wan Yang frowned in the distance, but he could see it clearly, just the third brother, the fourth brother, the fifth brother, When the sixth brother rushed forward, when Xiao Qi's footsteps were spinning, a white cyclone appeared under his feet to wrap around him, and the cyclone disappeared in a flash, and then Xiao Qi suddenly appeared in the open space on the side, like a ghost.

Wan Yang was puzzled, glanced at He Yongyuan, and saw that he was still cultivating with his eyes closed, so he had to give up.

"It seems that Xiao Qi is indeed a little different, I don't know how much the eldest brother has noticed. ”

Over there, Wei Yinghao was still coaxing Sikong Nian's dim sum, but Sikong Nian fled quickly, but he couldn't catch him, and there was a burst of frolicking, and after a long time, Sikong Nian shared the dim sum with a few brothers to eat, just when He Yongyuan opened his eyes, he only saw him chuckle and said, "Xiao Qi, come and see if you can cut this wood." ”

"Okay—"

Sikong Nian chuckled, rolled up his cuffs, picked up an axe, grabbed the handle of the axe with his two small hands, and cut it down so casually, only to see the axe flash, the axe was already embedded in it, and Sikong Nian couldn't pull it out with a moment of force.

Everyone could see that a chopstick-length hole had been cut out of the wood, and even the axe was embedded in it, and they couldn't help but gasp.

"Damn, is there still a heavenly principle--is there still a royal law-" He Yongyuan beat his chest for a while, looked up to the sky and sighed, scolding the sky for being unfair, so many of his own people have worked hard and seriously for so long, and they are not as good as Sikong Nian with an axe at will.

"Heaven is unfair—"

Sikong Nianzi didn't understand why the brothers were so cynical, looked at the axe embedded in the wood, and said in his heart: "Didn't I split it either, why are the brothers so depressed?"

If he let his brothers know what he was thinking, he was afraid that he would immediately pounce on him and strangle him to death.

In this way, the brothers cursed God and chopped the wood like crazy, and Sikong Nian was terrified, for fear that if any of them did not hold the axe tightly, it would be a fatal flying axe!

So he found a dead end, and also began to chop wood, but he didn't work as hard as He Yongyuan and his brothers, only when chopping, he thought of the figure of the old man in white dancing with a sword above the sea of clouds, and there was a faint warm current in his body that surged to his hands, and when the momentum was already achieved, he chopped down with an axe, and still did not split the wood, but Sikong Nian was not discouraged, and pried the axe out, and chopped it like this.

It was not until dinner that the seven stopped, clutching their wrists, their faces very tired, but with a look of excitement, and they looked at the ground, where the wood had not yet been split, but there was no longer a sense of frustration, and they already felt it—it was not far off to split them.

He Yongyuan waved his hand and said, "Let's go, eat!"

A group of seven people hurried to the cafeteria, and when it was their turn to line up, several people flattered and praised them a few times, only to make Sanniang laugh again and again, and then gave them a lot of food.

After dinner, I returned to the dormitory, and after a simple wash, everyone was about to lie down and rest, and I was really tired today, but He Yongyuan said: "Don't sleep, take advantage of the realization you just got from chopping wood, hurry up and meditate and cultivate!"

Several younger brothers thought that they were not very happy, and Jundao was too tired during the day, and his body was already too exhausted, so he had to rest and recover his strength.

"A few fools, who said that meditating and cultivating is not resting. He Yongyuan hated that iron could not become steel.

A few younger brothers had no choice but to rely on it, and climbed onto the bed and sat down cross-legged, their hands still in a strange posture, their eyes closed, only recalling in their minds the various realizations when chopping wood, and then imagining a vague figure dancing with a long sword in their hands, so confirming each other, they quickly entered the realm of selfless cultivation.

But Sikong Nian is a little different, in his sea of knowledge, there is still a sea of clouds churning, and an old man in white stands with his hands in his hands.