"So it's him! Why are the inner disciples coming to this place to chop wood?"

The man scratched his head, feeling a little confused, and then said in a cold slander: "But this man is so arrogant. He dares to enter into meditation in public. Don't you know that my school of martial arts practices emphasizes the spiritual wandering around the six voids, and there is no external force to interfere in the middle. Otherwise, those who give the act will be in a state of turmoil and will be retaliated against by spiritual energy. The mild ones are seriously ill and cannot afford to get sick, and the severe ones are so evil?"

"Senior Brother Fang, it's not as good as us..."

At this time, another sneaky voice said: "We pretend not to know, scare him, and promise to call him..."

"No!" Senior Brother Fang's face was solemn, obviously having a high status among the crowd and doing things more carefully, saying:

"This person was recommended by the senior brother of the sect to go up the mountain. I believe that he has some friendship with the senior brother of the sect, and the inner disciples have to give him some shame. Besides, if we really make him obsessed with him, we will definitely be held accountable by the chief sect, whether intentionally or not. If he is driven down the mountain, he will be in vain for so many years of labor!"

"Senior Brother Fang is right!" After hearing this, the few people around him agreed. One of them snorted coldly and said, "Then let him go. Fortunately, he is not an outer disciple. Otherwise, if he can choose martial arts in half a year, he will be a popular among the top three!"

After hearing this, Senior Brother Fang was secretly grateful that the annual martial arts selection was held, and there were thousands of people in a competition. Only the top three could become an inner disciple. If Su Junheng also wanted to compete for a place, he might be heartbroken and scared Su Junheng to have a broken end!

Su Junheng didn't know that he had been walking around in front of the gate of hell. After walking for a while, he slowly opened his eyes.

Feeling that his body was full of energy, his whole body was filled with energy. When he grabbed the axe on the ground again, his heart was still uneasy, both nervous and excited.

"Axe, axe, it depends on you!"

Su Junheng walked to the giant tree, swung the axe in his hand, and exerted a little force with his right hand to control the true energy to condense into the Laogong acupoint in the palm of his palm, and used the momentum to pass it to the axe blade to form an invisible sword aura.

Su Junheng tried his luck for the first time, but he only followed the instructions of the Sanqing file. His movements were not very skillful, but even so, after doing a series of actions, he could still feel that the axe in his hand seemed to have spirituality, and he kept trembling under the rush of the true energy. If Su Junheng hadn't held it tightly, he would have to smash it on the big tree according to the owner's will!

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

With loud noises, debris flew everywhere. Su Junheng cut his energy for more than ten times in a row. With the protection of true qi, the axe became very brave. Not only was it hard to stop the magical sharpness, it would not be embedded in the tree body and could not be pulled out. After cutting more than ten times, the originally hard tree body was broken into a big mouth.

Su Junheng was ecstatic and chopped for more than a hundred times in a row. Finally, he heard a loud noise. The giant tree slowly tilted, and the crown rubbed against other branches, making waves of shattering sounds, and then a roar and hit the ground heavily!

"Good guy!" Su Junheng couldn't help but feel ecstasy in his heart, and he was cheering like a child.

Although these more than a hundred strokes were still a long distance from Fang Lei's dozens of strokes, Su Junheng was already extremely happy. He grabbed the axe and kissed him a few times, and then he was so tired that he lay on the ground and gasped!

At this time, the sun was on the morning, and the warm sunshine spread on her body. She felt so uncomfortable. Su Junheng didn't close his eyes all night and felt a little sleepy. After lying for a long time, he got up and divided the big tree into more than a dozen bundles. Looking at the sky, it was already noon.

Su Junheng thought to himself that he only needed to carry these ten bundles of firewood back to his residence, and the task was completed. Thinking that Yang Chongwu and others came back and saw that he was already sleeping in. He didn't know what his expression would be, and he felt a sense of pride in his heart.

But he thought it simple, but he didn't expect that the real difficulty was to carry the firewood one by one. Although the stairway down the mountain was not as good as the thousand-level long ladders in the Tiandu Palace, there were at least eight hundred without a thousand.

When Su Junheng carried ten bundles of firewood onto the rocks one by one, it was already dusk, and he was so tired that he fell on the pile of trenched grass. Only then did he understand why the outer disciples of Lingxiu Peak called themselves a servant.

After experiencing it today, I realized that before the Taoist practice, I must first suffocate muscles and bones to strengthen my body. What I said is not a false statement. The life of this outer disciple is really something that ordinary people can live!

Su Junheng was exhausted and fell asleep. As for whether Yang Chongwu and his group were shocked when they came back, he naturally didn't know. He only remembered that when they woke up, it was already dawn.

In the days that followed, Su Junheng went up the mountain to chop wood during the day and devoted himself to practicing at night. The days passed day by day, and a month had passed in a blink of an eye. During this period, he had made great progress in his cultivation.

As his luck gradually became more skillful, he could already cut down a big tree that was three people in a hug within a hundred moves. Although there was still a big gap in his strength compared to those top outer disciples, Su Junheng was already overjoyed.

And after getting along these days, he has become familiar with the few people who live with him. He only feels that although these people like to be greedy for small gains, they are not bad by nature and live in a miserable way. With these people as their company, it is not difficult to bear.

However, Lu Ming came to inspect several times occasionally. Originally, he thought that Su Junheng, a weak scholar, would definitely not be able to bear this inhuman treatment. Over time, in order to become an inner disciple, he had to endure humiliation and accept the so-called Nine Thoughts Lectures.

Unexpectedly, when he saw that he was not only able to complete his homework as scheduled, but also did not get along well with this group of servants. After asking this several times, Su Junheng refused firmly, so he simply ignored him and let him go!

That night, Su Junheng suddenly had a whim and wanted to guide Yang Chongwu and others to practice. When he saw that everyone came back from work, he began to talk about the martial arts selection in five months. He went up and said in a pretended manner: "Is this more important? According to Brother Yang, you must be in the top three! "

Unexpectedly, before the audience finished speaking, the audience whispered, and Yang Chongwu smiled bitterly: "It's not that easy. There are thousands of outer disciples of the Spiritual Cultivation Peak. According to my cultivation level, I can only be ranked in the tenth place at most. It is a hundred and eight thousand miles away from the top three levels!"

Su Junheng had been in the Spiritual Purpose for a month and had heard a little, of course he knew these situations. He scratched his head and said in confusion: "Didn't I hear you last month that I have reached the third level of the Yuqing Realm? Why haven't I broken through the bottleneck yet?"

When everyone heard this, they almost fainted on the ground. The old monkey had always talked a lot and laughed: "Not to mention a month, the third level of the Yuqing Realm is about to break through to the fourth level. Some people may not be able to do it in their entire lives. Brother Yang has been staying in this section for eight years, and I am even more miserable. From the age of thirty to now, I have stayed for twenty-six years!"

"Ah~!" Su Junheng pretended to be surprised and said, "It will take so long, is it because the mantra is wrong?"

Yang Chongwu shook his head and said, "It's impossible to be wrong. Every outer disciple has one, but there are some guidance from the inner disciples to practice. We have to comprehend ourselves. But the same mantra, some of which are good at qualifications, can also understand the tricks. In a very short time, they will become inner disciples. Just like the senior brother of the sect, he has entered the school several years later than me!"

Su Junheng deeply agreed that Lingxiu Peak is the largest sect in the world. Many people squeezed their heads and wanted to enter the mountain gate. However, the free-range model adopted by Lingxiu Peak for external disciples seems to be indifferent, but it undoubtedly shows his importance to his disciples' understanding.

He nodded and said, "So that's it. I have never seen the spiritual cultivation method of the Peak until now. I wonder if Brother Yang can lend me the mantra to read?"

"That's it~~"

Yang Chongwu hesitated for a moment, and felt embarrassed, and said, "Originally, the rules and regulations of Lingxiu Peak are not allowed to pass the formulas privately, but the formulas of the outer disciples are the most basic magic tricks, and it is not a secret. Let's show you!" As he said that, he took out a piece of grey cloth from his arms and handed it over.

Su Junheng looked at the dirty cloth for a long time, and the handwriting recorded on it was already blurred and difficult to identify.

But Su Junheng pushed left and indirectly, and in a short while, he had a deep understanding in his heart. It turned out that the mantra on the grey cloth was the mental method of the first three layers of the Sanqing file. However, after the whole article was narrated, the words and sentences were hard to understand. There was no comment or something. It was really difficult for people who had not read the book for a few years to understand!

Su Junheng smiled unanimously, handed over the mantra to Yang Chongwu, and said, "This trick is so shallow that it cannot be broken through in eight years. Let's talk about the difficulties you encountered, and I'll help you with your advice!"

Yang Chongwu was overjoyed when he heard this. He always felt that Su Junheng was just hiding his strength. In fact, no one could say exactly how high his cultivation was. Now, he heard that he wanted to give him guidance and believed it. The rest of the people didn't understand what was right. When Su Junheng said arrogantly, he smiled coldly.

Yang Chongwu was full of excitement and said hurriedly: "To be honest, since I reached the third level of Yuqing Realm eight years ago, I have found that after I was able to operate normally in my body after every time I was drawn into my body, and I have penetrated most of the spiritual orifices and meridians for many years, but I have never been able to break through the three acupoints of Baihui, Yongquan, and Laogong!"
Chapter completed!