Chapter 7 The Meaning of Cutting Bamboo
β...... Is this really just ordinary bamboo?"
In the back mountain, Tianhe is panting and chopping a purple bamboo, the strength of his arms is no less than a thousand catties, and the perennial iron is forging super perseverance for him, but he wielded the firewood knife, and cut more than 60 times in succession, each of which is like cutting on an iron pillar, making a crisp sound of bells, and even sparks flashing on the blades and bamboo poles, but the bamboo in front of him, except for a few more subtle gaps, has not changed as a whole, and is still swaying slightly in the wind, making a rustling sound, like a mockery of human natureγ
"I don't believe I'll cut you!"
Tianhe rested for a while, waited until his hands regained his strength, and he was full of strength again, desperately chopping bamboo.
It wasn't until the sun set and the birds returned to the forest that Tianhe dragged a cut of bamboo, drooping, as if he had been trampled by thousands of grass and mud horses, and returned to the thatched house in embarrassment.
Qingyi stood in front of the thatched house early, and when he saw Tianhe's soft appearance, he immediately cursed with great relief: "Ten, the rules of the division are to cut ten bamboos and pick ten jars of water, but you only cut one bamboo, not even a bucket of water, do you still want to mix in Kunlun Mountain, if you don't want to, get out of here!"
Tianhe just glanced at Qingyi lightly, didn't bother to talk to him, and walked directly past him.
"Hey, I'm talking about you, is that how you talk to your senior brother?
"Strictly speaking, I haven't worshipped anyone as a teacher until now, so I'm not a disciple of the Jade Void Palace, let alone your junior brother, and you are not qualified to care about me. β
Tianhe raised his head, looked at the vicious voice in the distance, and said, "If I were you and had the strength to scream there, it would be better to buy more time and practice Taoism well." Oh, by the way, usually, dogs that bark don't bite, it's common sense!"
"You, what do you say!"
Qingyi was so angry that the three corpses jumped, ran quickly towards Tianhe, slapped him roundly, and was ready to teach him a good lesson, so that he could know what it means to be orderly and respectful.
"If you dare to do it, I will dare to sue you in front of Yuxun Zhenren, with what you are committing now, if you add a personal revenge, being expelled from the mountain gate is a sure thing, you have to think about it carefully!"
The palm wind whistled, but Tianhe seemed to be unconscious, staring straight at Qingyi who suddenly appeared in front of him, and said: "I have only one principle, people don't offend me, I don't offend people, if you think I'm easy to bully, then be ready to break the net with me!"
After Tianhe finished speaking, he no longer looked at Qingyi's red, blue, and wonderful face, and dragged the bamboo into a thatched hut by himself.
Soon, smoke rose from the house, and there was a faint smell of rice.
"Grandpa, have you eaten?"
Tianhe prepared everything, and was about to eat, but saw the old man walking in happily.
"Not yet, but you've already cooked it, so I'm welcome. β
The old man sat on the chair with a cooked cook, picked up the rice that Tianhe had just taken, sandwiched two pieces of steamed bacon and put them in the bowl, and ate it by himself: "Well, the rice is cooked just right, but the bacon is steamed for too short a time, and the aroma in the meat is not completely steamed out, so I have to improve it next time." β
β...... Grandpa, there is only one person in the house to eat!"
The corners of Tianhe's mouth twitched slightly, and at the same time, his stomach also growled, expressing serious protest.
"I know, so I'm eating!"
"And what do I eat?"
Tianhe rolled his eyes, if the person who did this was Qingyi, he would definitely beat him up regardless of the thirty-seven twenty-one, but the other party was an old man, and he really couldn't do it.
"Don't worry, I won't eat your stuff for nothing. β
The old man put down the dishes and chopsticks, took out a black pill from his arms and put it in front of Tianhe, and said, "That, this is for you." β
Tianhe picked up the elixir, put it in his nose and smelled it, only to feel that the smell was even more terrifying than the socks that had not been washed for a year.
β...... Could it be that this is the legend, a must-have medicine for killing people and goods, home travel, and a one-day soul breaking pill?"
"Poof......
The old man listened to Tianhe's funny words, laughed and squirted out some rice grains in his mouth, and then felt that it was a bit wasteful, and hurriedly reached out to pick up the rice grains on the table and put them back in his mouth.
"The reward has already been given to you, it's up to you to eat or not. β
The old man sandwiched all the bacon in the bowl, held the big bowl like a thief to guard against Tianhe, and said: "According to the rules of Kunlun Mountain, you have not completed the task, and you can't eat today, but for your sake, I specially gave you the ancestral elixir, you have to be content!"
"Eat, hurry up!"
Qingyi saw that Tianhe was holding the pill in his hand, and hurriedly urged him to eat it, because all the disciples who went up the mountain had experienced such a period, and all the disciples who volunteered to go to the back mountain to chop wood and carry water, when they met the old man, they all thought that they were like the lucky protagonist in the storyteller's mouth, and they met a hermit master and could learn the invincible immortal art in the world, so almost all of them had enough strength to serve him, but the final reward was the pill.
However, all the people who took the pill did not get hundreds of years of skill in vain as in the legend, and then became immortals, and since then, they have been dominant, surrounded by countless beauties, but squatted in the thatched pit, directly pulled for a day and a night, surrounded by countless stenches and disgusted and disdainful eyes of others.
It was a history of blood and tears that could not be looked back on, so Qingyi silently urged outside when he saw that Tianhe was about to be set.
β...... Does the old man really think that the tasks of chopping wood and carrying water are very important?"
Tianhe glanced at Qingyi and directly ignored him.
"Isn't it? It's fair to be punished for doing something wrong. β
"But I have a different opinion. β
Tianhe pointed to the bamboo next to the wall and said, "I think this is a kind of experience, take this bamboo as an example, I have been cutting bamboo for more than half a day because I have no experience, but there is no effect."
But after cutting again and again, waving the knife over and over again, I gradually mastered a unique method of power, learned how to use the shock force of the firewood knife, increased the strength of the next knife, learned how to lock the same place, cut in the same knife mark at all, and finally cut down the bamboo smoothly.
This is true for chopping wood, and the same is true for the problems of building roads, and wisdom, heart, and vision are all indispensable.
I think this is the real purpose of Yuxun Zhenren asking me to chop wood and carry water, not to do coolies, but to let me personally understand these inconspicuous truths in actual operation.
And I heard that the cultivation of Yuxun Zhenren can cut off the entire mountain with a sword at will, if there is really a lack of firewood in Kunlun Mountain, she only needs to swing a few swords to cut down the bamboo of the entire mountain, and how can we be embarrassed to come here. β
"This is very much to my heart!"
There was a trace of essence in the old man's gaze, which was fleeting, and was soon concealed by his pretending to be sanctimonious, and said in a dusty tone: "I see that you have a clear root, you must be a unique immortal cultivation genius, it just so happens that I have this immortal scripture here, but I learned it from the ancestor Yuan Shi Tianzun, if you are willing to ......"
"Stop, stop, stop, I won't!"
Tianhe was dizzy by what the old man said, covered his ears and said: "Ancestor, I'm already very tired, even if I don't have anything to eat, at least it should be able to let me sleep well." β
"yes, then I wish you a good dream. β
The old man walked out with a regretful face, and when he approached the door, he didn't forget to turn around and say, "Oh, by the way, remember to dream of me!"