On weekdays, the general affairs hall is mainly responsible for some idle things, including Uncle Fu and the Cook.

Uncle Fu's name is Yang Fu. I heard that it was sent by the sect leader to take care of him. However, as time passed, Xiao Fu, who was originally when he was going up the mountain, became A Fu, and now Lao Fu, Uncle Fu.

The chef's name is Qi Niang, and he is also a maid sent by the sect leader from his hometown, taking care of the sect leader.

The little girl who went up the mountain with Xiaofu gradually grew older.

Uncle Fu and the chef came to the sect 20 years ago, got married 15 years ago, and gave birth to a son, Yang Dong and a daughter, Yang Lan.

However, the family's sons Yang Dong and Yang Lan were slightly older, so they were sent back to their hometown. The Fu family where the sect leader Fu Min was adopted, and occasionally they would come to the sect to talk.

In most cases, I also sent some items, letters, etc. to the sect leader, and took the opportunity to live with my parents, Uncle Fu and the chef for a while in Chifeng Mountain.

"Bang, bang..."

Senior Brother Kong Xi slapped the wooden door hard and urged loudly:

"Xu Ning, I'm still sleeping in, hurry up and go down the mountain to chop wood."

Downing the mountain to chop wood was not complicated for immortal cultivators like them, but it should be a very simple thing.

But the problem is that this firewood is not simple, it is specially used to refiners to burn ore.

Therefore, the selected firewood is very resistant to burning and the combustion temperature is very high. This is also the special firewood selected by Master Bo Gengshan as a refining tool.

"I understand, Senior Brother Kong!" Xu Ning, who was sleepy, got up lazily and said.

Although this kind of firewood is very consistent with refining weapons, it makes Xu Ning suffer.

Because the spiritual iron tree at the foot of Chifeng Mountain is very strong and difficult to cut off, at least with Xu Ning's current cultivation level, it is difficult to cut off.

For ordinary trees, Xu Ning only needs one or two swords to cut them off, but even if this kind of spiritual iron tree is cut ten or eight swords, it will not react at all. Xu Ning will cut two or three hundred swords every time.

It would be fine if Xu Ning had a higher cultivation level, but he could cut faster like his senior brother Han Yue.

But now Xu Ning has barely entered the first level of cultivation. He has spent most of his time chopping wood like this all day, and even his cultivation time has been compressed.

The more this happens, the more difficult it is to improve strength, and the more difficult it is to improve efficiency when chopping wood. It seems to be a bit vicious.

"I'm still slowing down, hurry up! I've delayed my master's refining weapon. Are you responsible?" Senior Brother Ban Quan echoed and shouted.

Originally, Xu Ning was hoping that the Sect Master token that he had traveled with him could help improve his strength.

But the problem is that after activate the time travel, the Sect Master token was always like an ordinary Sect Master token, without any movement.

No matter whether you regain your blood and recognize your master again, or the spell "eat the immortal pill", you cannot activate the sect leader token.

In any case, I can't wake up the sleeping sect leader token!

So now Xu Ning is indescribable. He feels sore in his back and back when chopping wood every day, but he is urged to go down the mountain to chop wood early the next day.

Now the lazy Xu Ning has no intention of arguing with the other party.

During the time when I first went up the mountain, Xu Ning, the eldest son of the Xu family, would not have suffered such anger? He came up with a fight with Master Gong’s eldest disciple Kong Xi and second disciple Ban Quanhe.

But the fact that the fact of chopping wood from top to bottom is still inevitable, so Xu Ning, who has a sore waist and back pain, is too lazy to quarrel with the other party now.

"Senior Brother Ban, if you think I, Junior Brother Xu, would you try chopping today so that Junior Brother Xu and I can learn how you chop wood?" Senior brother Han Yue pushed the door from a nearby cave and refuted in disguise.

Senior brother Han Yue had cut off the firewood from the Spirit Iron Tree before, so he naturally understood the difficulties. Moreover, he knew that Xu Ning was only at the first level of cultivation. Although he could not help cancel Xu Ning's task of cutting firewood, he would say a few words when he encountered it.

"Go, go... Han Yue, don't make trouble. We have to help my master refine weapons. We don't have time to chop wood. Besides, before Xu Ning came, you were going to chop wood. If you feel sorry for your junior brother, you can also chop together." Senior Brother Kong Xi said without giving a good face.

Kong Xi and Ban Quan, as the eldest and second disciples of the master Bo Gengshan, understand the pain and torture of chopping wood the most.

How to say it?

Before his senior brother Han Yue went to Chifeng Mountain, Kong Xi and Ban Quan were the main force in chopping wood.

Even though the two have improved their strength and it is relatively easier to chop wood, they still remember the painful experience of chopping wood back then.

I don’t know if it’s the reason why revenge on the newcomers will bring pleasure to let the newcomers taste their painful experiences or like to suppress the newcomers.

After the eldest senior brother Han Yue became a disciple, Kong Xi and Ban Quan quickly handed over the difficult task to the eldest senior brother Han Yue.

After Xu Ning entered Chifeng Mountain to become a disciple, he handed over this arduous task to Xu Ning, saying that it was to train Xu Ning's foundation and lay a solid foundation for Xu Ning.

As for the master Fu Min and master Bo Gengshan who acknowledged this situation, this kind of small thing is really nothing for the two people who are dedicated to practicing and refining weapons. Improvement of cultivation is the king.

Xu Ning could only get up from bed early in the morning with a sore waist and back pain, and cleaned it up briefly, and came to Chixiaya. He first followed his master Fu Min and others to conduct morning classes to absorb the first ray of red morning glow purple air between heaven and earth.

After barely having breakfast from the chef, Xu Ning ran towards the Ling Iron Trees at the foot of the mountain.

He was bullied by Kong Xi, the eldest disciple of the master, and Ban Quan, the second disciple, and even occasionally played with him;

Although Xu Ning was unhappy and could find a way to play tricks on the other party, if he did this, the result would be nothing more than being retaliated against by the other party.

Even if he makes a report from his master, the other party will scold him indiscriminately.

Xu Ning was also confused for a moment. He seemed a little unreasonable to say that he would help his two disciples. Xu Ning always felt something strange.

Before Xu Ning traveled through time, as the eldest son from a big family, although he was arrogant and domineering when he was arrogant, he still knew how to be patient when he was forbearing.

Even if you plan to do something, you will attack in secret and cause the other party to suffer a great loss. Thanks to Xu Ning.

Spring goes and winter comes, and years pass by quietly...

The lake is surrounded by the mountains of Chifeng Mountain.

The Ling Iron Woods are in the center of the water, solemn and quiet.

The lush forests are full of vitality. Xu Ning, who has been chopping wood for several years, secretly feels different in his heart.

Perhaps today is because Xu Ning is 18 years old in this world. Xu Ning vaguely feels that the token of the Sect Master who traveled to this world of immortal cultivation along with him seems to have become particularly active today.
Chapter completed!