Medicinal Immortal

The temple was destroyed due to the spiritual veins of the Holy Land, and the spiritual energy in their Ten Thousand Buddhasmen's realm was also very weak, which was not suitable for cultivation. Because of this, some disciples continued to go down the mountain and stayed up the mountain, except that there was nowhere to go. Yes, they have no ambitions, and they are honest people who are not good at dealing with people.

Buddhism is kind to them. Since they entered Buddhism, they have never thought about returning to the secular. Therefore, knowing that their spiritual power is scarce and resources are scarce, they can't cultivate to build a foundation. They also gave up cultivation and carried water on weekdays. , Chopping wood for cooking and reciting scriptures, and came over like this every day.

These days are ordinary and unsurprising, but they are also at ease and peace of mind. However, the situation in the temple is getting worse now. They are also worried that once the Ten Thousand Buddhas are gone, they will also lose the home that raised them.

With Tangning instructing him, several monks in the house also studied hard. After more than a dozen failures, Tangning asked him to try again: "You try again, just do what you just said."

"it is good."

The great monk responded, took a deep breath, calmed down, and stared at the big tree in front of him intently. He shook the axe in the handshake, condensing a breath of spiritual power, and guided this breath of spiritual power to the axe. At the point of the blade, he raised the axe and cut down the tree with the force of the axe.

"drink!"

Accompanied by a loud shout, the axe in his hand also fell, faintly, only a sharp air current was heard, and the flat incision was slightly inclined, but the whole tree was cut down.

"Crack!"

There was a cracking sound, and the big tree fell to one side, slowly leaning down, making a loud bang, splashing a lot of fallen leaves on the ground, and awakening all the startled monks.

"Down, down!"

"Hi! It's really cut down!"

"It's really just an axe!"

Listening to the words of those people, the big monk holding the axe was also stunned. After being stunned, he looked back at Tang Ning with joy and excitement: "Master Tang, Master Tang, the little monk, the little monk really hit the big tree with an axe. Cut it off! The little monk did it!"

It is a big tree that is difficult for one person to embrace, and it is a big tree that has grown for decades or even hundreds of years, absorbing the spiritual power from the spiritual veins of the previous holy land. These trees are faintly filled with spiritual energy, even if they are spiritual masters. The pinnacle couldn't cut it off with an axe, but now, he did it!

Tang Ning smiled and said, "I'll say it's not difficult, right? Look, this can be done."

"Thank you, Master Tang, for teaching the little monk, thank you, Master Tang!" The great monk quickly thanked him when he was excited.

Tang Ning nodded, looked at the other monks who were eager to try, and said with a smile, "Try it too!"

"Yes!" When they heard Master Tang's words, they quickly responded, and each came to a big tree to try.

It is not easy for everyone to succeed. The other monks also tried for a while before they gradually grasped the main points. After they mastered the main points, they would chop down trees with one axe. After a while, dozens of big trees had been cut down around him, and he didn't feel tired.

"Let these trees go first, but if you cut the trees in the future, don't choose the one that uses it as firewood. This is the green sandalwood spirit wood. It is too wasteful to use it as firewood." Tangning confessed and asked them to chop them. Pick the tree while cutting it.