Nangong Yuyan couldn't help looking back and twitched.

Really...it's really just chopping a hatchet?

Nangong Yuyan saw Xiao Fengping holding the "hat knife" suspected to be an immortal weapon, and was struggling to chop firewood.

In addition to shock, I breathed a sigh of relief.

Only seniors can use this treasure as a hatchet!

Nangong Yuyan moved his body and appeared next to Nangong Wufeng ten miles away.

"Dad, what are you doing? Am I here?"

Nangong Wufeng looked at his daughter suddenly appearing in front of him, rubbed his eyes, "Yuyan, where did you... come out?"

Nangong Yuyan was speechless and turned around and pointed at a distance and said:

"Isn't that town...whether the town?"

Behind you are a vast green mountain, with no people in a radius of hundreds of miles, and no villages and towns!

Nangong Wufeng and Nangong Yuyan searched around, but never found the town again, so they had to leave.

During the journey, Nangong Yuyan was still worried.

Could it be that the senior didn't want to be disturbed again, so he hid a village and town!

Even my father was in the late stage of the Nascent Soul realm, it was difficult for him to detect his actions!

Sure enough, the mortals mentioned by the seniors are peerless masters far beyond those of themselves and others!

Although Nangong Wufeng didn't quite believe if there was such a peerless master, he still asked Nangong Yuyan patiently and said, "Yuyan, you said that senior had a cup of spiritual tea that allowed you to break through the sixth-grade golden elixir?"

Nangong Yuyan nodded and said solemnly: "Dad, he is really an hidden master. I even think that even the god-transforming ancestors in our sect may not have his strength."

"I think he has the strength of the Tiansheng Ancestor!"

Nangong Yuyan hesitated for a moment and cut the railway firmly.

Nangong Wufeng's heart trembled. Thinking that his Five Dragon Chariot was actually hit into pieces by a qi flowing from Yu Yan's mouth, he couldn't help but believe it most of it.

"Yuyan, only you have seen this senior, you must have a good relationship with him! This person may become your trump card!" Nangong Wufeng said in a deep voice with his eyes narrowed.

"Dad! What are you saying? Senior enlightened me, it's hard for me to repay you. How can I have distracting thoughts and plot against the other party?" Nangong Yuyan was a little dissatisfied.

Nangong Wufeng smiled bitterly, "This conspiracy and tricks in the world of immortal cultivation, is there enough grudges and revenge to repay grudges and revenge?"

"But my daughter gave her divine jade pendant to that senior! If the senior had a place to drive him, he would definitely find me!" Nangong Yuyan said proudly.

"What, you gave the divine-minded jade pendant to that person! You are confused! One year later, you will marry the Holy Son. If the jade pendant cannot be taken out, what will you tell others to see you!"

Nangong Wufeng was shocked. He had never been strict with Nangong Yuyan, and he couldn't help but blame him in his tone at this moment.

"Dad, you know that I don't want to marry Cao Sheng. Why does the saint have to marry the saint son? I don't like him at all. Besides, don't you know what kind of virtue Cao Sheng is? "

Nangong Yuyan stared at her father's eyes, her eyes full of resentment.

Nangong Wufeng turned his face unnaturally, "Dad knows, but this is the fate of you, my father and daughter!"

"Dad, I don't believe in fate!"

Nangong Yuyan shook Nangong Wufeng's hand away, with a hint of crying in her tone.

"If my mother was still there, I would definitely not have let me marry Cao Sheng!"

After saying that, Nangong Yuyan galloped away.

Nangong Wufeng stood there in a daze, his expression gradually became serious. After catching up with Nangong Yuyan quickly, he whispered: "After going back to the sect, don't let others know that your divine thoughts jade pendant is given to others, and try not to see Cao Sheng. The Phoenix Jade Pendant and Jade Sword are of the same origin jade species. If you are close to Cao Sheng, you will be discovered by him."

"Don't be afraid, child, it doesn't matter even if you find it. After my father returns, he will find a way to get you out of the position of this saint. No matter how much Cao Sheng is the saint, he is only a ninth-grade golden elixir. After all, his father is also a cultivator in the late stage of the Nascent Soul and the fourth elder of the Tiansheng Sect. The sect will not be unable to get along with me for the sake of Cao Sheng!"

"father!"

Nangong Wufeng gently patted Nangong Yuyan's back and said warmly: "Dad has already owed your mother in this life. I can't let my daughter hate her anymore!"

In the south of the town, the rich man Liu from Xiao Fengping's mouth was lying on a lounge chair under the locust tree, holding a palm-leaf fan in his hand and squinted his eyes, which was so comfortable.

Mrs. Liu walked out of the house, glanced at the sky, and said with some blame: "Why did you use the Four Symbol Formation? Is there any problem with the monk?"

The corner of the rich man Liu's mouth raised slightly, shook his head and said, "No, no!"

Mrs. Liu slapped her, but was easily avoided by the rich man Liu.

"Stop playing dumb puzzles, talk quickly!"

The rich master Liu smiled helplessly and pointed to the direction of Xiao Fengping's courtyard and said, "That kid is not yet time. You can't let too many monks know that if you don't have the heat, it will taste without smell!"

Liu Caizhu picked up an exquisite pastry and put it in his mouth. After chewing it for a few times, he frowned and said, "It's just like this pastry, it's really bad. Don't buy it from Zhao Wu next time."

Mrs. Liu said quietly: "I made the pastry this time by myself."

Liu Qianzhu was stunned, his lips couldn't help but twitch, and then he sneered: "I just said, why are the pastries today so delicious? I think the pastries from Zhao Wu's family are so unpalatable. Madam is so amazing!"

The rich man Liu looked at Mrs. Liu's face that became more and more angry, and shouted to the outside of the door: "Why haven't that kid Xiao Fengping brought the firewood today? Then a piece of firewood is missing. I won't give him wages!"

After saying that, he disappeared in a flash.

Xiao Fengping held up the hatchet and slashed the firewood placed on the wooden pier with one knife, and there were already a lot of them beside him.

But he still didn't stop.

On weekdays, when the rich man Liu's family needed firewood, they would go to the mountains to cut two bundles to deliver, but sometimes the rich man Liu's family would send some excellent poplar trees.

Sometimes Xiao Fengping was a pity that these excellent woods were just used to make firewood in vain.

However, the wealthy man's family uses whatever food and what food to eat is their business, so Xiao Fengping can only do it seriously.

However, for some reason, these poplar trees were extremely difficult to split. At first, Xiao Fengping did not master the skills and he cut half of them in half a day because he was sent late and half of his wages were deducted.

Later, Xiao Fengping found that he had more and more experience in chopping firewood and became more and more comfortable.

For example, when chopping wood, you must chop down along the wood grain, so that you can split the wood with the minimum force, and your hands must be stable and your heart must be heavy, so that you can chop the wood to the same thickness.

The big rooster secretly sent a message to Liu Shu: "See, the master is getting more and more terrifying. Now even the ten thousand-year-old cold wood can be split at will. Every knife contains the power of the law. What kind of martial arts is the master practicing? He actually pointed directly at the laws of the great way!"

The lotus blooming in the water tank shook his body: "Mr. Liu Shen said that the master's every move contains Zen. You can see that the three thousand great ways pursued by the world are reflected at will in the master. This is the master's power!"
Chapter completed!