Chapter 2238 Eight close to Xuanguang Ding! (3 more)
The wicked Mountain.
At this moment, in the early morning, in the mountains and forests, the clouds are filled with the clouds, the cool mountain breeze, and the soaking of dew, giving a very cold and comfortable feeling.
At this moment, in a bamboo forest, there was a bare teenager who wrapped his shirt on his waist, holding a rusty ax, and was hard to cut the tree.
The ax has been rusty very seriously, and there is almost no possibility of polishing sharpness. Ling Feng knows that the test that Shura Kitchen Sheng is to cut firewood with this rusty ax.
And the black hair bamboo he said, the texture is hard and does not say, and the most important thing is that on the surface of the bamboo, some inscriptions that are not understood by Ling Feng are written.
The iron bamboo becomes more tough.
Ling Feng must use that rusty ax, and a ax can directly cut the bamboo branches, otherwise, no matter how hard he works, he cannot leave a little trace on the bamboo branch.
This is undoubtedly a very difficult test.
Not to mention, Ling Feng's back was still being heavy black pot.
When Ling Feng focuses on all the forces on his arm, if you are not careful for a while, the center of gravity will be deviated, and one end will fall to the ground.
Basically, when Ling Feng waves a dozen ax, it will fall once. The black pot is too heavy, so that Ling Feng must use it with one heart, and share the weight of the black pot on the one hand.
, Cut the bamboo branches.
One hour later, the bamboo collected by Ling Feng was just so a dozen.
But the goal of Shura Kitchen Saint is full of the entire firewood house.
This gap is large ...
"call……"
Ling Feng was gasping and wiped the sweat on his forehead. Although he had initially mastered the explosive skills passed to him by the blood demon hand, when he cut the tree, it seemed to be different.
The outbreak in an instant is pursuing an extreme destructive power.
When cutting trees, a kind of sharp power is needed.
Bamboo branches with a blunt ax, a sip of blood into two stages of anger.
His strength has no lack of destructive power, but lacks that kind of sharp power.
The sun gradually hangs, and Ling Feng's heart is gradually anxious. Now, at noon, let alone water, I am afraid that I can't even complete the task of cutting firewood.
I want to be a strong emperor, and I can even destroy the junior holy strong. I can't think of it. Even the basic kitchen work cannot be completed!
Cut firewood ...
Pick water ...
Ling Feng never thought that these two jobs would be so difficult.
Diminity, control force, sharp attributes ...
Ling Feng constantly summarized and reflected, and gradually, he also explored something, but when it was actually operated, it was still difficult.
"Brother Ling!"
There was a voice of Chu Chanan behind him. The guy saw the appearance of Lingfeng by this black pot. He actually did not laugh at Ling Feng.
"Come, drink some water first!"
Seeing the appearance of Ling Feng's sweaty back, Chu Chanan handed a bamboo tube to Ling Feng, which contained a sweet and delicious stream.
"Thank you!"
Ling Feng threw the ax aside, took the bamboo cow to drink, and the cool stream went down, making Ling Feng feel that he finally came.
"It's not easy!"
Chu Chanan looked at Ling Feng, and his eyes were clearly a "I understand you" eyes.
If you want to come, this taste, Chu Chaonan should also experience it.
"It is indeed a torture!"
Ling Feng shook his head and smiled bitterly, looking at the few bamboo branches of the sporadic stars on the ground, "Look at it, today I can't complete the task."
"I also experienced the same thing at the beginning, but at that time I was still young, and my back was not your heavy black pot. Also ..."
Chu Chaonan pointed to the bamboo branches and said faintly: "When I cut firewood at the time, there was no such tough inscription on the bamboo."
As soon as Ling Feng patted his head, his feelings were good. What he experienced now is the enhanced version of Chu Chanan.
"However, you are already very powerful. After several months, I cut off the first bamboo!"
Lingfeng in the Chu dynasty erected a thumb road.
Ling Feng shook his head and smiled bitterly. It seemed that Shura Kitchen Sheng let himself cut out a whole firewood bamboo before noon. It was almost impossible to complete the task.
"By the way, although I did not finish the test of the kitchen Saints in the end, I still learned something."
The Chu Chaonan scratched his head and said: "The Saints of the Kitchen let you carry this black pot, which is to let you learn to use it. When you cut this kind of bamboo, you need to make your strength and more sharp."
To put it bluntly, Chu Chaonan also made a slash gesture, and a strong wind came, and it really had a sharp power.
Ling Feng narrowed his eyes. Chu Chaonan said that he was almost the same as his half -day realization, but obviously, he had a little more ways and skills than himself.
Is this what he spent for several years to understand?
Ling Feng took a deep breath, "Thanks Brother Chu, then I continue!"
"Well, then I slipped first, if I let the old man know that I opened a small stove, he was afraid he would be punished again!"
When Chu Chanan said, he left Houshan as soon as he smoked.
Ling Feng shook his head and smiled, starting from the way he waved the ax, the change of strength, the edge of power ...
During the chopping again and again, Ling Feng gradually realized something.
At the last hour, the speed of Ling Feng's felling has doubled.
It's just that this is obviously not enough to complete the task.
When the red sun was high, the Shura Kitchen Sheng finally appeared. Looking at the piles of Ling Feng behind, about half of the bamboo, there was a little surprise in the eyes.
Although he proposed to make Lingfeng full of firewood, he also knew that this was an impossible task.
But in just one morning, Ling Feng chopped so many bamboo, still making him unexpected.
"uh-huh!"
The saint cough of the Shura, Ling Feng turned back sharply, and saw the saint of Shura Kitchen, quickly put the ax, showing a hint of shame on his face, "Sorry, my predecessors, I ... I did not complete the task."
"For the first time with the black iron pot to cut firewood, you can cut out so many bamboo. It seems that you have already mastered the skills of distraction."
The Shura Kitchen Saint picked up a bamboo at hand and saw the incision flat, and it faintly exuded a amazing and sharp spirit in the break.
It seems that what you learned at the blood demon has already understood how to integrate. "
"Thanks to the predecessor's demonstration last night, it made me understand that the power itself can actually change various attributes. For example, the power of rotation, so that the water in the bucket can not sink, and it will not from the bottom of the barrel.
The small holes leaked out. ""
Ling Feng blinked and said slowly: "So I guess, when cutting the tree, can there be similar power, let the bamboo break in one blow."
"Your understanding is simply a demon!"
Kitchen Shura took a round belly, and a praise with a praise on his face, grinning: "Young, you are very good, learn to cook with me!"