Lead Rong Que to the first floor and said to the waiter next to him: "Xiao Jue, take Jian Chi to the backyard to find something to do."
Jianqi didn't dare to refuse, and walked towards the backyard under the guidance of the waiter.
The woman was obviously the boss of Tingyu of the little building. Sister Yu'er mentioned in Nangong Jing'er. Under her leadership, Rong Que came to the bamboo forest at the outer gate. There was a figure in the bamboo forest splitting. After arriving, the boss lady turned to Rong Que and said, "If you are really called by the dead ghost Kuang Yuanlang, then you must be a capable person. Let me tell me how much your ability is. You can follow Dazhuang to split the material in the first month."
After saying that, he ignored Rong Que's reaction and turned around and left.
"Splitting wood?" Looking at Da Zhuang, who was wielding an axe from a distance, Rong Que twitched his mouth. When he was in the outer sect of Bitao Sect, he had chopped wood a lot, and it seemed that he had not achieved much cultivation.
At this moment, Dazhuang had already seen Rong Que, waved his axe, and said, "Little brother, did the boss lady ask you to chop firewood?"
"That's right, senior is polite." As he said that, Rong Que bowed respectfully to Da Zhuang. He knew that this person's strength was definitely the Spirit King or above.
"Don't be so restrictive? Come on, come here, I will teach you how to chop firewood. Don't look at the simplest chop firewood. What he includes is extremely profound." Da Zhuang laughed and waved to Rong Que.
He walked to Dazhuang in confusion and looked at the dry firewood on the wooden stake. Rong Que asked curiously: "Senior, I have chopped this firewood before, but it seems that it is useless for cultivation."
"How can it be useless? You don't have the heart to chop firewood. If you have the heart to do it, there will be only two things in your eyes. And the firewood you split will definitely be extraordinary, and you will know in the future." Dazhuang said slowly after patting Rong Que's shoulder.
Unexpectedly, there is still knowledge to chop firewood. Rong Que smiled bitterly, looked at the axe in Dazhuang's hand, frowned slightly, and then said in surprise: "This is the Nine Heavens Black Iron, which has been made into an axe. If it is used to make a sword, it will be a medium-grade immortal weapon anyway."
"Hahaha, my little brother has a vision. My axe is a Taoist weapon. I have been following me for many years. By the way, since you arrived here on the first day, I don't have any gifts for you. So, if you chop all the firewood, you will treat it as a gift I gave you." As he said that, he patted Rong Que's shoulder, pointed to the piles of dry firewood not far away, and walked away with a smile.
Left Rong Que, the man looked at the huge amount of firewood, his mouth twitched, and a drop of sweat flowed down his forehead, and he said helplessly: "Can this be given as a gift?"
After a while, Rong Que took a few deep breaths, grabbed one of the more axes on the ground, straightened a piece of firewood, and let out a long breath. Thinking of what Dazhuang said about chopping firewood with his heart, he did not rush to start, but raised the axe and slowly felt his heart.
"Click!"
The first axe was slashed, and Rong Que had no feeling. After shaking his head slightly, he adjusted a piece of firewood again and realized it.
In this way, Rong Que continuously chopped out hundreds of axes with one axe, without any feeling, which made him begin to doubt his greatness.
However, after a moment, he raised his axe again to slash, because he suddenly thought that when he fought against Dazhuang in the bamboo forest, Dazhuang's illusory little axe could beat him, and it was not an absolute suppression of realm and strength, but also had some obscure feeling, as if the axe was Dazhuang's left and right hands. He knew everything very thoroughly, and any swing and slashing could be comparable to an ordinary person's full blow.
And the most puzzling thing is that there is a burst force on the Dazhuang axe. It is because this burst force will blow Rong Que away by an axe. This burst force comes from the earth attribute.
"Okay, since that's the case, I'll try it alone with the earth attribute." As he said that, Rong Que took back the ten directions of spiritual power on the axe and then poured into the individual earth attribute energy.
Another axe was slashed. At the moment of slashing, Rong Que suddenly felt a feeling in his heart that he could control the explosion of earth-attributed spiritual power in the axe. He immediately looked at the axe in his hand excitedly and laughed.
While Rong Que was chopping wood, the boss's wife was standing not far away with Da Zhuang, but was not discovered by Rong Que. The boss's wife smiled and turned around and said, "Da Zhuang, do you see if this kid is talented? If it doesn't work, drive him away."
"What? Drive him away. Who called him? Boss, do you really want to bear it? Besides, this kid knew to use the earth attributes on the first day. Seeing that he was like this, he might really learn how to control my earth attributes in a few days. You are willing to bear it, I, Dazhuang, are still reluctant to bear it." As he said that, Dazhuang seemed to pout with displeasure.
The proprietress looked at Dazhuang and raised her eyebrows. After a while, she sighed, waved her hand, and said, "It's up to you, just stay, but if you keep him, you can teach me with your heart." As she said that, she waved her sleeves and disappeared from the spot.
"The boss lady really thinks I'm stupid. I've known for a long time that you can't bear to leave that boy. I, Dazhuang, are very smart. If I hadn't said that, it would be how you stepped down." After the boss lady left, Dazhuang immediately said proudly, as if no one in this world could surpass him in wisdom.
The whole day was spent in Rong Que’s constant axe chopping. It was not until late at night that Rong Que finished chopping the pile of firewood. Of course, this was also because he needed to understand. If it weren’t for this, the firewood would be a matter of just a few strokes.
Just as Rong Que put down the axe in his hand and spit out a breath of turbid air, a crisp sound came, saying, "You have finally finished chopping, it's really a bit slow."
As soon as she heard it, she knew it was Nangong Jing'er's little girl. After Rong Que fought fiercely with Da Zhuang for him, she finally put down her vigilance against Rong Que and was no longer as scared as before.
"Little girl, why haven't you been asleep yet? Are you not afraid that I will scare you again when you run over alone?" Rong Que curled his lips and said jokingly.
"You are not that scary. I miss you that you haven't eaten for a day, so I'll give you some food." As he said that, he put the food box in front of Rong Que and looked at him with a smile.
Looking at the food box in front of him, Rong Que smiled helplessly. He had already entered the realm of a spiritual master and had long been able to turn his spiritual power into physical power, and he didn't need to eat at all.
But looking at Nangong Jinger's flashing big eyes, Rong Que was embarrassed to refuse and could only open the food box.
Just as the moment he opened the food box, an extremely attractive fragrance overflowed, and even Rong Que was stunned for a moment. After a moment, he looked at the food box. The first layer was a plate of dishes that Rong Que had never seen before, the second layer was a delicacy made by Rong Que who had seen Nangong Jinger snatched from the Explosive Mad Pig, and the third layer was a bottle of fine wine without Kaifeng.
The fragrance immediately made Rong Que's index finger tremble. Some of them were hungry. They swallowed and said, "Did you do these?"
"Yes, yes, try it or not. My skills are very good." Nangong Jing'er was extremely confident about her cooking skills and urged Rong Que to taste it quickly.
Faced with the lack of food, the taste was inevitably wide open. I grabbed the chopsticks and picked them up and put them into my mouth. At this moment, a huge roar came from a distance, saying, "Stop! No one wants to compete with me for the delicious food of Jing'er sister!"
As the sound came, a huge sound appeared in front of the two of them. It was Dazhuang who grabbed the chopsticks in his hand before Rong Que could react and was about to start eating.
"Da Zhuang! You are so annoying!" When Da Zhuang saw Da Zhuang snatch Rong Que's chopsticks, Nangong Jinger was immediately unhappy and pouted and stared at Da Zhuang unhappy.
"I will never make delicious food for you again."
Seeing that Nangong Jing'er seemed to be playing the game this time, Da Zhuang immediately stuffed the chopsticks back into Rong Que's hand and said with a smile: "Jing'er is not angry, Da Zhuang won't snatch it. Look, I have returned the chopsticks to him."
"Little brother, eat quickly, I won't steal yours." Although he said that, his eyes shining really made people feel cold behind his back and couldn't eat it anyway.
At the end, Rong Que rubbed his eyebrows helplessly and said with a smile: "There are so many dishes anyway, let's eat them together, don't be polite." As he said that, he also pulled Nangong Jing'er.
After looking at Rong Que, Nangong Jing'er finally sat down, sighed, and said, "Da Zhuang is here to eat too. Don't rob other people's things next time."
"Okay! Okay!"
When I heard that I could eat too, Da Zhuang's head was like a chicken eating rice, and immediately sat down, broke two branches from the bamboo side to make simple chopsticks. After a simple smile, I immediately started eating.
Looking at Dazhuang's voracious look, Rong Que's mouth twitched, after smiling, he also squeezed his mouth into his mouth, and chewed it carefully for a few times.
Suddenly, a taste of never-before had come like a tide. In Rongque's entire mouth, he could clearly feel this ecstasy smell in any corner. His taste buds became active in an instant, as if he wouldn't stop after chewing it.
"This...this..." Rong Chou started to stutter when he looked at the dishes in the food box.
On the contrary, Nangong Jinger, who was standing beside her, was nervous and stared at Rong Que's expression, as if she was afraid that he would not like it and asked, "What's wrong? Isn't it delicious? Then I'll go back and make it again."
"Jing'er, don't remake it. I have a deep understanding of him like this. It's because it's so delicious that my taste buds can't react and stutter." As he quickly put the dishes into his mouth, he answered while chewing.
When Rong Que heard Dazhuang's words, he immediately gave his thumbs up, nodded constantly, and kept chewing in his mouth, as if he had no time to answer.
"Then I like it, hahaha! That's good. Don't worry about eating vegetables and drinking some wine. This has been treasured by Sister Yu'er for a long time." Nangong Jing'er took out the bottle of long-clogged wine from the food box and handed it to Rong Que.