Prehistoric life

Chopping firewood, carrying water, these tasks are really boring and nerve-wracking. If he were not worried about the impact on the two young ladies, Zhou Cheng would really want to just leave and go to his rabbit-raised Danhua sect.

He placed a piece of wood in place, picked up the ax next to him, and chopped it down with all his strength. The wood was split into two halves, and he placed it again and split it again. Although this was a strenuous job, Zhou Cheng had the foundation to reach the peak level of acquired skills after all, and now he is able to do it again.

After entering the Qi training period, it is not difficult. Of course, this only means chopping a certain amount of firewood.

During this period of vigorous Qi training, I had not laid a good foundation, nor had I learned any techniques to assist. After about ten loads of chopping, my two arms gradually became tired, and after a hundred loads, they became sore.

Based on the current situation, it should be no problem to chop today's three hundred tons of firewood. However, in the next two days, unless there is a special method to restore it, there is no need to think about moving these two arms.

There is no way to go on like this. I took a small risk today, and I am afraid that the manager Fei will remember it, and he may be caught as a model and focused on education.

Several thoughts flashed through Zhou Cheng's mind, and he suddenly slapped his head and shouted that he was so stupid.

You don’t necessarily need to use an ax to chop firewood. A rusty sword has that weird sharpness. Isn’t it more suitable for chopping firewood than anything else?

Without hesitation at that moment, he hurriedly ran back to his residence and took the rusty sword over.

After placing the wood in place, he struck it with a sword. The result immediately stunned Zhou Cheng. The wood shattered as expected, but instead of breaking into several pieces, it turned directly into powder.

These firewood should be used for cooking, and the powdery wood ash is almost enough for smoking meat. Naturally, it cannot be handed over to Manager Fei.

He had to find a way to make the rusty sword weaker. Zhou Cheng placed another piece of wood and chopped it down with a lighter force. But there was no difference and it still shattered into powder. The sharpness of the rusty sword seemed to be innate, unlike

Your own strength has nothing to do with it.

After trying this several times without any change, Zhou Cheng's heart suddenly moved, and he thought about the strange connection between himself and the rusty sword after injecting new internal power into it, making it as easy to use as an arm and a finger.

Would it be better to chop wood that way?

Immediately, he activated his internal energy and slowly injected it into the rusty sword, and that weird sense of connection reappeared. When he slashed the rusty sword against the wood again, he immediately clearly felt an indescribable something appearing on the rusty sword.

Power, extremely weird.

This power should be the sharpness of the rusty sword. Without thinking too much, Zhou Cheng began to activate his internal strength to try to suppress that weird power.

Soon, he was shocked to discover that there was no need to suppress it, as long as his mind changed, the strange power could change accordingly, becoming stronger or weaker.

When the sword struck, the wood immediately shattered. Although it was still completely broken, it was no longer like powder, but instead became strands of small wood.

Sure enough, it worked. Zhou Cheng was overjoyed and immediately put out wood and tried again.

He chopped it down again and again, failing again and again, but it was getting closer and closer to the effect Zhou Cheng wanted. After dozens of times, there was finally a pile of ideal firewood among the sawdust and stubble on the ground, and he was obsessed with that kind of firewood.

The weird power control has also reached a new level. Not only is it perfect, but it is already easy and comfortable.

Before I knew it, it was already getting late. Manager Fei did not come again, and the others also returned to their residences to rest one by one.

Their situation is similar to that of Zhou Cheng. They cannot easily complete such a task and are already exhausted. Especially those who chose to chop wood first like Zhou Cheng, their arms may need to rest for several days.

Everyone went back to rest, but Zhou Cheng had no intention of resting, and was instead quite excited.

He was once at the peak of the acquired realm, and later finally reached the innate realm, but he can only be described as a martial arts master, not a cultivator at all.

But it was different now. The magical connection between this new internal force and the rusty sword made him seem to see a new world.

This is cultivation of immortality, which is completely different from practicing martial arts and even more wonderful.

Suddenly, Zhou Cheng even had a feeling that this seemed to be what was truly suitable for him. If he could continue on this road, he would definitely be able to go quite far.

Although he is only an outer disciple of the Danhua Sect and cannot learn the advanced techniques here, this will not discourage Zhou Cheng.

After experiencing what happened to the evil man, he was completely sure that the rusty sword in his hand had an extraordinary origin. He didn't know how to control it at all. He could kill such a powerful evil man with just its most basic power. If he could use this sword

The skill of using the sword is extremely high, and I believe it will never be weaker than the so-called Danhua Sect's technique.

Although it was only the most basic power to control the rusty sword, it seemed to open a mysterious door for Zhou Cheng.

He knew that he was lazy and it was rare for him to stick to one thing for a long time. At this time, his interest was so strong that he didn't want to end what he was doing at the moment, and his intention was accomplished overnight.

Under the moonlight, Zhou Cheng swung the rusty sword in his hand and chopped down again and again. The chopped wood made him more and more satisfied, but an unanswerable question arose in his heart.

The cheap master is definitely not as simple as he originally imagined. How could such a person be knocked down by a wild dog? Many things may seem coincidental, but when viewed together, they seem to be deliberate.

Although Zhou Cheng is lazy, he is by no means stupid. Once he uses his brain, he is far better than many people, otherwise he would not have been able to make Su Yuexi happy for so many years.

Zhou Cheng didn't understand why the sloppy old man deliberately approached him. At least for now, he really couldn't see anything in himself that could make others covet him.

He couldn't answer this question. Before he knew it, the night had passed and it was dawn, and Zhou Cheng finally succeeded.

A rough calculation showed that he probably chopped 1,500 loads of firewood that night, and he chopped nearly 20% of the wood in the entire yard.

The three-day mission ordered by Manager Fei has been completed more than half ahead of schedule, but the mission in Zhou Cheng's heart has not been completed. As the night passed, he could clearly feel that he was still unable to fully control the sharp power of the rusty sword.

, the further you go, the more difficult it becomes. There is no doubt that it will take a long time to achieve your desired goal.

I can only take my time, sighing in my heart. After chopping the firewood, it’s time to fetch water.

Just when he saw the big water tank, Zhou Cheng felt a headache. With the rusty sword there, chopping firewood was no longer a problem, but he couldn't find any tricks for carrying water. What should he do?

It has never been Zhou Cheng's character to do things honestly and step-by-step. Looking at the five hundred extra loads of firewood chopped out, something moved in his mind and he immediately had an idea.