"I went to bed early, let you get up with Grandpa Tiger!" Following the fan of the two doors, he walked into a burly man in a handyman shirt from the outside, and he looked fiercely at Meng Hao and who was still sleeping. The little fat man gave a glance.
"Starting from today, you two cubs, each of you cut ten more logs for me every day, otherwise Grandpa Tiger will tear you up alive." The big man said fiercely.
"I have seen Lord Tiger, Xiaosheng..." Meng Hao quickly got off the bed and stood aside nervously. Before he could finish his words, the big man stared.
"Small fart, think Tiger's voice is loud?"
Meng Hao only felt a fierce rush toward his face, looked at the other's burly body, and hesitated to say: "But... the brother in the handyman's office only let us ten woods each day."
"The extra ten woods are for Lao Tzu." The big man snorted coldly.
Meng Hao was silent, and his thoughts quickly turned. He was bullied when he first came to the sect of the fairy. He was a little unwilling, but the other party was burly, thin and obviously unable to resist. When he was hesitating, he suddenly saw the tooth marks on the corner of the table. Thinking of the mighty power of Little Fatty's sleepwalking, he thought about what he had to try, so he immediately shouted to the sleeping Little Fatty.
"Fatty, someone is robbing you of steamed buns, and someone is robbing you of your wife!"
As soon as Meng Hao's words fell, the little fat man sat up abruptly, his eyes closed and his mouth roared, his face twisted and hideous.
"Whoever grabs my buns, who grabs my wife, I will kill you, I will kill you." The little fat man jumped off the bed and beat around randomly in the room. The big man who was watching was taken aback for a while, and then he stepped forward. Slapped at the little fat man.
"I dare to scream in front of the tiger." The slap fell on the little fat man's face with a slap, but then the big man screamed, and the little fat man closed his eyes and bit on the big man's arm. , No matter how the big man shakes, he will not relax at all.
"Let go, damn it for me." This big man is also a handyman, not a monk, but he has been doing handyman for a long time. The fat man didn't let his mouth go, but the bite went deeper and deeper.
The screams came out of the house and immediately attracted the attention of the handymen around the house. At this time, a cold voice came from the outside like a cold winter.
"Noisy."
This was the voice of the young man with a horse face. It fell into the ears of the big man, and immediately made him tremble. Although the painful complexion changed, he didn't dare to scream loudly anymore.
"I don't like the senior man in the handyman's office, you and I have no good fruit, you quickly let him loose, I don't want Shimu." The big man said quickly.
Meng Hao didn't expect the little fat man to sleepwalk so vigorously, and knew that he couldn't continue at this moment. He quickly stepped forward and gently patted the little fat man, and whispered in his ear.
"The steamed bun is back, and the lady is back."
The little fat man with his eyes closed suddenly relaxed, and he also let go, and returned to the bed with a fist, his nose and face swollen, and he continued to fall asleep.
The big man looked at the little fat man with lingering fear, and hurried out of the room without a word. Meng Hao froze for a while, looked at the little fat man in admiration, and returned to the bed to sleep carefully.
Early the next morning.
When the sky was dark, there was a ring of bells outside the house. This sound seemed to carry a certain strange power. When it was introduced into the ears, people immediately awoke. As the noise came from outside the house, the little fat man opened the door. Eyes, staring blankly at the messy footprints on his body, he touched his face again.
"What happened to me last night? Why does my whole body hurt so much, as if I was beaten..."
Meng Hao, who was wearing a handyman shirt, was silent, and spoke after a while.
"Nothing, everything is normal."
"Why do I feel my face is swollen?"
"Maybe this mosquito is bigger."
"But why is there still blood in my mouth?"
"You fell on the ground last night. You fell several times." Meng Hao quickly pushed open the door of the house, hesitated when he was about to step out, looked back at the little fat man, and said seriously.
"Fatty, you have to grind your teeth more in the future, preferably sharper."
"Huh? You said the same, my dad told me the same." The little fat man said in surprise while he was wearing a handyman's shirt.
Facing the morning sun, Meng Hao and the little fat man walked out of the house and began his life of chopping wood at the backyard of the Shanzong.
There are ten woods per person per day. Outside this North District Handyman, there are endless barren hills. Although the trees are not thick, they are densely packed and you can't see the edge at a glance. They look like a sea of woods from a distance.
Carrying the axe issued by the handyman, Meng Hao rubbed his shoulders. His entire arm was sore and faintly aching. The axe was heavy. As for the little fat man, he was panting. The two went up the barren mountain and found the assigned area. Gradually, the sound of banging came out, and the trees were cut down continuously.
"My father is a rich man, and I will also be a rich man in the future. I won't do handyman..." The little fat man cried out, raising his axe and chopping down.
"You said these immortals are really weird. They have spells. Why don't they need to make fires? Why let us cut down trees..."
Compared to the little fat man talking, Meng Hao was tired and speechless, sweating like rain. He was poor in Yunjie County and ate little meat, so that he was thin and weak. It was at this moment. When Xiaobanzhuxiang, the whole person leaned against the uncut tree, breathing heavily.
Looking at the little fat man, although he was tired and trembling, he still cried and muttered while cutting down trees. Obviously, although he was young in physical strength, he was much stronger than Meng Hao.
Meng Hao smiled bitterly and shook his head. Taking out the time of rest, he took out the condensing volume and looked at it again, silently following the description above to feel the aura between the world and the earth.
Time passed by, and it was dusk soon. Meng Hao only chopped two logs on this day. As for the little fat man, he chopped a whole eight logs. Together, one person can eat. The little fat man went to fetch the food, and the two shared the food in the house. Only then did they fall tired and fell asleep.
Until the little fat man's snoring spread throughout the room again, Meng Hao struggled to get up, his eyes showed persistence, enduring hunger and exhaustion, picking up the condensed qi and looked at it silently.
"When I was studying before, I used to endorse my books until dawn, and I was used to being hungry. At this moment, even though I was tired, it was always a way out. Meng Hao didn't believe me. I didn't succeed in the imperial examination, and I didn't succeed in this sect." Hao's eyes became more persistent, with perseverance, bowing his head to realize.
Until late at night, Meng Hao didn’t know when he fell asleep, as if he was full of spiritual power in his sleep. He was awakened by the bell in the early morning. He opened his eyes with bloodshot eyes and got up with gritted teeth. The little fat man, who was still full of energy, continued to chop wood.
One day, two days, three days... Until two months have passed, during these two months, Meng Hao has gradually been able to cut down the four trees every day, but most of his time was spent on understanding spiritual energy, and the bloodshot eyes gradually increased. Until the evening of this day, Meng Hao took a breathless break. When he was sitting cross-legged, he suddenly shook his body. He suddenly felt a soreness in his limbs, as if an invisible breath condensed from the flesh and blood. come out.
Immediately afterwards, a trace of spiritual power appeared in his body. Although it disappeared in a flash, Meng Hao opened his eyes with excitement. His exhaustion was swept away, and the bloodshot eyes were scattered a lot, and his body trembled and died. Grasping the condensing roll deadly, he has eaten less and slept less this month, and spent all his time feeling aura except for cutting wood. At this moment, he finally had a harvest, which made Meng Hao's spirits lifted.
Time flickered, and two more months passed. The season is now summer, August, and the scorching sun gives out bursts of heat.
"Condensation enters the body, melts the whole body, the meridians are connected, the heaven and the earth resonate." At noon, on the deep mountain close to the mountain sect, Meng Hao played with the fire in front of him with one hand, and the small man with the condensing coil in the other. Read the booklet carefully.
After a stick of incense, he closed his eyes and silently felt the gentle breath in his body. This breath appeared more than two months ago and was regarded as a treasure by Meng Hao. Now it is obviously thicker than before. In this meditation, he continued to let the slightest breath flow throughout his body.
After a short while, Meng Hao opened his eyes, and in the jungle in the distance, a fatter figure ran quickly carrying a big axe.
"How is it, how is it?" The little fat man was panting. Although he was still so fat, he was obviously stronger, and he hurriedly said after he ran over.
"I can't disperse the whole body yet, but I am sure that in another week, I can reach the standard of the first level of Qi condensation." Meng Hao said with a confident look in his eyes, and said with a smile.
"What I asked was how was the chicken." The little fat man licked his lips and looked at the fire.
"It's almost done." Meng Hao also added his lips, picked up the wooden stick beside him and just opened the fire, the little fat man immediately picked up the axe and dug out the mature pheasant buried in the soil.
The fragrance was overflowing, and the two of them divided into half, and ate them gorgingly.
"Fortunately, since you have aura, you can often catch some pheasants, otherwise we will starve to death. Thinking of the first two months of life, I think it is a nightmare..." The little fat man was eating oily mouth, beside Meng Hao Habitual flattery.
"A lot of people are doing things like game, but you don't know it." Meng Hao bit the chicken leg and said indistinctly.
"Hey, if you reach the first level of Qi Condensing in a week and become a disciple of the outer sect, what should I do? I can't understand those formulas." The little fat man looked at Meng Hao with a frown.
"Fatty, it is only possible to go home if you become a disciple of the foreign sect." Meng Hao put down the drumstick in his hand and looked at the little fatty in front of him.
The little fat man was silent, and nodded firmly after a long while.
Time flickered for another six days. That night, the little fat man had already fallen asleep, and Meng Hao sat cross-legged in the house. He thought that he spent almost all of the four months feeling the condensation except for cutting firewood. He thought of two. The excitement when the first breath appeared a month ago, take a deep breath at this moment, and when you close your eyes, the spiritual energy in the body revolves, and after a moment, there is a blast of mind. During this period, there is no aura that has spread to the whole body. It suddenly spread to this moment. In every corner of his body, an eerie feeling came to Meng Hao's mind.
Almost at the same time when Meng Hao's spiritual energy reached the condensed level, outside this house, the horse-faced young man who seemed to sit cross-legged on the boulder day and night, slowly opened his eyes and looked at the house where Meng Hao was. He closed his eyes again.
In the early morning, in the enviable eyes of many people in the North District Handyman's Office, Meng Hao silently walked out of the house where he lived for four months and came to the Ma Lian youth's side.
The little fat man did not follow, looking at Meng Hao at the door, his eyes showing firmness.
"Being a condensed energy level for four months, it's not a talented person, but it's not stupid." The young man with a horse face looked at Meng Hao, without indifference in his expression, and said calmly.
"When I go to the Waizong, I want to explain to you the rules of the Waizong. I was waiting for the mountain sect. It was called the Zhao Kingdom Demon Sect many years ago. This name shows the cruelty. Although the outer sect gives spirit stones and pills every month Medicine, but it does not prohibit snatching and mutual shooting. There is also a designated public area as the killing area. You...you can do it yourself." The horse-faced youth said lightly, raising his right hand with a wave, and a jade slip flew out and fell into Meng Hao. In front of him, Meng Hao held it in his hand.
"Aura sent into the jade slip, you can take you to the Waizong Baoge by yourself, there is also the place where the promotion of the Waizong disciple is registered." The Ma Lian youth closed his eyes.
Meng Hao was silent. After another bow, he turned and looked at the little fat man. The two looked at each other for a while. Meng Hao felt emotional, and then stopped thinking about it. He squeezed the jade slip in his hand, and the jade slip immediately radiated a softness. Green light flies forward slowly.
Meng Hao walked a few steps quickly, using the jade slip as a guide, and gradually moved away from the handyman's office, walked on the path of the mountain gate, walked farther and farther down the mountain, and gradually walked into the area he had never stepped into in the past four months. .
There are four main peaks in the Paoshanzong, namely the southeast and the northwest. The periphery is endless mountains and rugged mountains. Each mountain has a miscellaneous office halfway through the mountain. It can end in the middle of the mountain, and further upwards will be blocked by formations. Only the inner disciples and elders can live in the area on the top of the mountain.
This is true for the four peaks. As for the plain between the four peaks, there are houses surrounded by houses, and there is the outer sect of the mountain sect.
The patron sect is somewhat different from other sects. The outer sect is underneath, but the handyman can live in the middle of the mountain. This is a rule set by the patron ancestors for unknown reasons.
The place looked like mist from the outside, but when you stepped in, the mist dissipated instantly, revealing Meng Hao’s eyes, carved with jade bars everywhere, and attics everywhere. Even the roads are paved with bluestone, and many of them are dressed in green. The appearance of the outer disciples in the long gown also attracted some attention when Meng Hao passed by.
Those eyes were contemptuous, without the slightest sense of kindness, Meng Hao kind of looked like being scanned by a ferocious beast, which reminded him of Senior Brother Ma Lian's words about the Waizong.
Not long after, in the land of the outer sect, Meng Hao came to a black attic in the south. This attic was three stories high. Although it was black, it seemed to be carved out of jade, giving people a crystal clear feeling.
As soon as Meng Hao approached, the door of the attic opened silently, and a thin middle-aged man walked out from the inside. This man was wearing a dark green robe with a sense of shrewdness between his brows. He lifted his right hand and grabbed it, and immediately the jade slip in front of Meng Hao flew into this person's hand. After he glanced at it, he spoke lazily.
"Meng Hao, promoted to a disciple of the outer sect, I will give you a separate house, green robe, spirit card, and storage bag. You can enter the treasure pavilion to obtain the same magic weapon with the spirit card." Hao hands.
Meng Hao looked at the gray pocket in his hand for a moment, and remembered all the disciples of the outer sect he saw along the way, with such pockets hanging on his waist.
"Aura is inside, you can hold a few things." The shrewd man took a look at Meng Hao, and immediately judged in his heart that the other party must have no acquaintances from outside the sect, otherwise it would be impossible to even use the storage bag.
Hearing the words, Meng Hao immediately circulated the few auras in his body into his pocket. There was a blur in front of him, as if he saw a half-human-sized space with green robe jade slips and other things inside.
Seeing this scene, he suddenly became a little excited, secretly saying that this storage bag is also worth a hundred gold, such a treasure can be regarded as a method of the fairy family.
When his mind was moved, a jade slip appeared in his hand in the space, and he looked at it with a concentrated look. There was a map in it, describing a house in a remote corner in this outer sect area, which will belong to it in the future. Meng Hao.
"Go back and look again, the treasure pavilion is already open, and you can't enter yet." The shrewd man said coldly.
Meng Hao raised his head, put the storage bag in his arms, glanced at the open attic door, took a deep breath, and stepped into it with a trace of expectation.
The moment he stepped into the treasure pavilion, Meng Hao's expression suddenly changed, and he took a breath.