Zhuifeng was so smart. He realized early on that his father's attitude towards Zhang Junyi was different, not his attitude towards Yan Yi and Zhou Fu, but his attitude towards taking it seriously.

He speculated that Zhang Junyi might live in Danfeng and become a Danfeng person in the future.

Therefore, he specially brought Ang Lee to take care of him.

He must take on the responsibility of the Danfeng Mountain King and take this young man under his command as soon as possible.

Unexpectedly, Liu Xiaoji actually made trouble on purpose!

He pointed to the Demon-Devouring Willow and said to Ang Lee on his back: "That's a bad guy, we want to beat the bad guy."

"Bad...bad?" Ang Lee asked with his big black and white eyes.

"Yes, he is too bad. You have to use your sword energy to chop him..." Zhuifeng continued to instigate, "It's fun to cut down trees."

"Sword...qi?" Ang Lee asked.

Zhuifeng pointed to the sword energy on Ang Lee and said, "That's it."

Ang Lee cut out a sword energy, which slashed the trunk of the Devouring Demon Willow, and another crisp sound of gold and stone connection.

"Yezi." Zhuifeng gave Ang Lee a malicious advice.

Ang Lee was a sword, and a piece of willow branch of the Extreme Demon-Devouring Willow was cut off.

"Chasing the Wind!" Liu Xiaoji's angry voice came from the trunk.

Zhuifeng ignored him and continued to ask Ang Lee to cut down the branches.

Several sword energy flew out together, and there were willow branches here, and willow leaves fell like rain.

During this period, the movements were heard and the phoenix-winged tiger-headed bees under the tree flew out, and there was a "buzzing" sound.

Ang Lee released his sword energy freely and had a great time having fun, and he kept laughing "giggling".

"Is it fun?" Zhuifeng asked Ang Lee.

"Fun!" someone replied.

"Okay, let's shave his head..." Zhuifeng said excitedly.

But before he finished speaking, he suddenly realized that the sound was not right.

He looked back and saw his father standing behind him with a gloomy face.

Zhuifeng was shocked and wanted to run when he stood up, but Qin Ran quickly looked and grabbed the back of his neck and lifted him up.

"Hehe...Dad...Hehe!" He looked at Qin Ran and smiled foolishly.

"How old are you?" Qin Ran asked with a gloomy face.

"Five...years."

"Five years old!" Qin Ran said, "All adults, still so naughty? Not sensible at all."

"Dad, I'm still young." Zhuifeng argued with a silly smile.

"You're still young? Are you embarrassed?" Qin Ran squinted him, "Now Ping An follows you every day, that's how you set an example for him?"

"Cough!" Zhuifeng stammered and couldn't speak.

Qin Ran pinched the back of his neck and threw him up. Ang Lee fell from him. Qin Ran caught Ang Lee and then took the ball and shot.

Chasing the wind falls...

"Bang!"

With a heavy kick, Chasing Feng was kicked away.

Qin Ran thoughtfully opened the mountain protection formation and asked Zhuifeng to fly out and disappear from a very far place.

Zhang Junyi looked at the tiger demon that made him frightened and was kicked away by Qin Shiseong, and finally realized that Qin Shiseong was the big boss of Dan Peak.

No longer caring about the guy Zhuifeng, Qin Ran hugged Ang Lee and looked back at Zhang Junyi and asked, "How did you feel in the past two days?"

Zhang Junyi was silent for a while and replied, "It's okay."

Qin Ran took out a copy of martial arts from Qiankun's bag and handed it to him, saying, "This is called "Basic martial arts", you can take a look at it yourself."

Zhang Junyi nodded and took it with both hands.

"I won't arrange for you to do other things these two days." Qin Ran said, "You should hurry up and make the place where you live."

"Yes..." Zhang Junyi bowed and responded.

Qin Ran left with Ang Lee.

Zhang Junyi stood there, watching Qin Shuo leave, thinking in his mind:

It has been two days, and he still doesn't know if he can learn advanced skills here, whether he can learn to refine alchemy here, and whether he can... rely on Dan Peak to destroy Zhisan Valley.

But he felt that it was not very reliable.

The people in Danfeng all revealed their innocence and childishness, giving him a feeling of being ignorant of the world.

Perhaps only the first Qin Ran had the smell of a monk he imagined.

But……

He can walk other roads.

"Take a step..." He sighed, and the terrifying horses around him flew around, buzzing him upset, "Look at it!"

He put the "Basic Kung Fu" given by Qin Ran into his arms, went back to the greenhouse, and found the sickle. The sickle was given to him by Qin's head yesterday morning. He had not used it yet. He is now preparing to cut down some trees and plan to build a house.

He walked out of the greenhouse and saw the willow trees by the lake. He hesitated for a while, but went to the back mountain.

He should still listen to the words of the willow tree spirit and build a bamboo house.

There is a small waterfall in the middle of the mountain behind Dan Peak, and there are caves with doors on both sides. Zhang Junyi was worried that there were strange monks in the cave and did not dare to get too close to the cave, so he took a few roads and climbed up the mountain from further afield.

There seems to be few people coming to the back mountain... Maybe not, but because this is a monk, they are mostly flying up the back mountain. In short, there is no road in the back mountain.

Fortunately, in recent years, Zhang Junyi has been going into the mountains and forests many times in order to find spiritual medicine. This small situation cannot be difficult for him.

He took a sickle and clenched the way cleanly and quickly entered the bamboo forest in the back of the countryside.

When he arrived at the bamboo forest, Zhang Junyi opened his eyes and looked for a bamboo that was growing well and was as thick as a bowl. It should be feasible to use this bamboo as a beam and pillar of his house.

He went forward, aimed at the root of the bamboo, used all his strength, and slashed with one knife.

"when!"

Unexpectedly, when he cut down this knife, it seemed to be chopping on a stone. His hand was numb and his sickle bounced out directly.

"What's it!"

Zhang Junyi was shocked and thought he had encountered another monster.

But when he looked around in shock, he found that there were only ordinary birds and beasts singing nearby, the afternoon sunshine and the breeze among the bamboo forests, nothing else.

He calmed down and then squatted down to look at the bamboo. But he saw that the place where he was cutting with all his strength was only a shallow white seal.

"This?!" Zhang Junyi frowned.

He went to pick up the sickle again and found that the blade of the sickle had collapsed and had a small gap.

"This bamboo is not an ordinary thing?" He thought of this and immediately laughed at himself, "This is a blessing land of the immortal family, with sufficient spiritual energy. Can the things in it be an ordinary thing?"

"But this sickle is an ordinary sickle, not a missed magic weapon."

Can't cut, come again tomorrow.

Zhang Junyi took the sickle and walked back, but after he took two steps, he suddenly stopped and picked up the sickle in his hand to look at it.

Then Qin Ran could not have known that the bamboo here is not an ordinary thing, but he still gave him this ordinary sickle...

So, Zhang Junyi understood that this was a test for him.

He hesitated for a moment, turned around, searched in the bamboo forest for a circle, and found a bamboo as thick as a thumb.

This bamboo is not old and has not received much spiritual nourishment. He can still cut it down with one knife.

In this way, Zhang Junyi cut off the bamboo all afternoon, and he packed up and went down the mountain when the sun set.

He pinned the sickle to his back and used his hands to close the bamboo that he had chopped for an afternoon. There were six bamboos in total, all of which were only the size of a thumb. Moreover, the branches were not repaired.

He dragged the lush bamboo with both hands, and walked hard because of the weeds and thorns on the road.

Especially, he cut down bamboo for an afternoon. Although he only cut down six of them, he was indeed exhausted and hungry.

However, he didn't dare to rest all the way down the mountain because he knew clearly that once he stopped, his muscle aches and fatigue would make him unable to get up again.

There was no longer sweat on his face, but it was not that he was not that hot, but that he was too thirsty and had already sweated dry.

However, when he reached the middle of the mountain, he suddenly heard the roar of the waterfall over there. He was so thirsty that he could not bear it anymore, so he walked towards the waterfall.

It was the sickle that opened the way again. After a little effort, he came to the edge of the waterfall.

By the waterfall, the water vapor dissipates, and finally it becomes cool and comfortable.

He threw away the sickle and bamboo, jumped onto a steady stone, squatted down, and reached out to pick up the water from the waterfall.

He drank with water in his hand, and he drank seven or eight mouthfuls of sweet water from the waterfall before he stopped his thirst. He took water and washed his face, and his face became cool.
To be continued...