Accra broke down the wood in the same way again, but this time the speed and texture of the chopping were not ideal at first due to the weight of the blade, but after several explorations, Accra found a reasonable way, and it took nearly twice as long to finally make the wood smaller again.

At this time, the sky has gradually darkened, and there is also a feeling of hunger in Accra's abdomen, since the cultivation of Yuan Xuanli, Accra can already do it only need to eat once in two days, or even longer, but today's consumption is extremely large, and there is already a sound in Accra's abdomen.

In the past, Accra directly took out a bowl of ink lotus black water and drank it, and then instantly became full of physical strength, but now he can't, although he doesn't know who the old man is and whether he has coveted him, but after all, the two have just met today, and in order to hide himself, it is naturally impossible for Accra to drink ink lotus black water in front of him.

He walked to the door and said, "Uncle Huo, I've finished decomposing!"

The door opened quietly, and the old man came out of it, glanced at Accra, and said, "Yes, rest for a while, wait for dinner, and someone will bring food later!"

As soon as the old man's words fell, a man's figure floated in, and before his figure landed, the voice came: "Old man Huo, has the firewood been chopped?"

As soon as the words fell, a man dressed in navy blue appeared in front of the two of them, about thirty years old, emaciated, and stood still with a smiling face that was uglier than a pig. The old man glanced at him and pointed in the direction of the firewood.

The man in Tsing Yi looked in the direction of the firewood, and saw that a pile of firewood had been broken down and neatly arranged there, piled up like a hill, and he sighed softly and said, "This is not like your masterpiece?"

The man in Tsing Yi turned around, and only then did he see Accra beside the old fireworker, and said, "Entering the fifth level of the spirit?" Then he glanced at the old fireworker and said, "Could it be that this is the miscellaneous disciple who was just assigned to the firework department today?"

His words "miscellaneous disciple" were slightly heavier by half a point, and he looked at the old man of the fireworker, waiting for his answer.

The old man ignored it, nodded slightly, and agreed.

The man in Tsing Yi asked again, "Don't you tell me that this firewood was broken down by this disciple?"

The old man nodded again.

"Impossible, the fifth level of the spirit, you must know that these firewood are all extremely dense white sandalwood, how can he have such a knife technique at a young age? Even if he starts practicing after coming out of his mother's womb, it is impossible!" said the man in Tsing Yi with an extremely surprised expression.

After listening to the words of the man in Tsing Yi, the old man's face was expressionless, but Accra was shocked, and said in his heart: "White sandalwood? ”

In fact, what Accra didn't know was that the old man of the fireman had reached today's knife technique, and he had been immersed in it for twenty years, and Accra could understand it as soon as he learned it today, although the firewood he decomposed was tangible and unintentional, but it was enough to surprise the man in front of him to the extreme.

The old man ignored it and said, "Xiao Bai, don't talk nonsense, did you bring the food?" If it's okay, bring firewood and get out of here!"

The man's face sank, extremely embarrassed, and then smiled again: "Brought, brought!" After speaking, the light flashed, and a basket appeared in his hand, which was filled with all kinds of delicacies, and the aroma came to his nose.

Xiao Bai put down the basket, glanced at the old man, and put away all the firewood with a wave of his sleeve. said: "Firewood will be delivered regularly tomorrow morning!"

After Xiao Bai finished speaking, he glanced at Accra, turned around and wanted to leave, when the old man spoke: "Slow! Tomorrow we will let the people who send firewood send more firewood, and the amount will increase every day, and it will be like this for the next two months!"

Accra glanced at the old man suspiciously, and said secretly: "Do you want me to keep chopping firewood in the next two months?" Since my brother has entered the academy, he doesn't care about what to do, but you asked me to chop firewood for two months in a row, is this a deliberate attempt to torture me?"

Xiao Bai was slightly stunned, then understood, smiled, and said, "Okay, I'll continue to arrange!" After speaking, his figure flashed and quickly escaped.

Looking at Xiao Bai's distant back, Accra said: "Uncle Huo, that person is so rude, you are obviously much older than him, but he calls you an old man!"

Unexpectedly, after listening to Accra's words, the old man was not angry, and smiled slightly: "It's not in the way, it's just a title." Let's eat!" After saying that, he turned around and left, and Accra hurriedly said, "Won't Uncle Huo eat with me?"

"No, eat it yourself!" When you have finished eating, wash the dishes and put them in the basket!" Then he entered the inner room, leaving Accra alone, carrying the basket in his hand, and froze in place.

Accra was indeed hungry, and after being stunned for a while, he shook his head slightly, and then took a big bite of it, and after eating, it was already dark, he washed the dishes, and walked to the innermost room on the right hand side of the second floor according to Uncle Huo's instructions before.

The room was a little cramped, but it was crisp and clean, there was only one bed in the room, and there was nothing too much else. After entering the room, Accra did not lie down to rest for the first time, but released Ah Huang, who had been chattering non-stop, and Ah Huang looked at him with a pair of resentful eyes after being released.

Accra smiled slightly, and naturally understood what Ah Huang's eyes meant, when Accra ate before, the dishes were extremely rich, and there was a big fish in the dishes, which was Ah Huang's favorite, Accra was reluctant to eat it, and quietly hid the fish.

Seeing Ah Huang's aggrieved gaze at this time, Accra reached out and touched its round little head, took the fish out of his arms, threw it to him, and said, "I know you like it, won't you keep it?"

When Ah Huang saw Accra take out the fish, his expression suddenly changed, he opened his mouth, revealing his scarlet tongue, wagging his tail, and pounced on the fish, put his mouth in his mouth, and turned around and walked towards the corner of the wall.

Accra smiled and said, "Uncle Nock, if I have the opportunity, I would like to go to the library of the Vermilion Bird Royal Academy and choose a few mystical techniques that are more suitable for my cultivation, what do you think?"

Noxus said: "This is whatever you want!" The Qinglong Jade is one of the four great artifacts in the world, and the mystical techniques he has evolved are all extremely high-end existences, although I am confident that it is almost impossible for anyone in the Qiankun Continent to know the mystical techniques you use. However, these mystical techniques are extremely powerful, especially as your cultivation increases, the more obvious this situation will become, so it will definitely attract the covetousness of some people. So it's not impossible for you to find one or two mystical techniques to practice and cover yourself!"

Accra rolled his eyes, if my brother has several mystical skills, can he still use this?

In fact, he wanted to say that he wanted to see if there were any books on the cultivation of the Xuan Array in the Library Pavilion, but Noxus objected to this, and in order to avoid unnecessary verbal disputes, he said that he was looking for Xuan Technique cultivation. After a pause, he said: "Now my mystical technique only has Moke Finger, and I can only use the first and second forms, and I can't cultivate the Vientiane Slash and the Silent Divine Light." In case someone talks about it when I get into a fight in the future, why do I always use a trick? Wouldn't it be laughed at? ”