Lin Fan was so tired that he was panting and sweating all over his body.

Lin Fan looked at the huge tree in front of him, but his face was not good-looking.

This tree is so huge that how can I transport it to the mountain?

In the end, Lin Fan could only use the stupidest method. He tied the rope tightly to the big tree and tied the rope to himself.

Then, he gritted his teeth and walked step by step from the stairs to the mountain.

However, this process is extremely difficult. Every step you take requires exhausting all your energy.

It's all a loss for him to be a master in the fourth-level real person realm. Although he has no magic power, his strength and physical strength are better than ordinary people.

Stop and go.

In the forest path, a young man dragged a huge tree and walked hard on the mountain.

This mountain is not very high, but it took Lin Fan five hours to transport the big tree to the open space in front of the courtyard.

At this time, Lin Fan lay on the ground. He was panting, not even trying to move a finger.

The voice of a middle-aged man came from the courtyard: "Since the tree has been dragged up, hurry up and chop the wood. Only after cooking can you eat."

Lin Fan's physical strength was exhausted, but he had no choice but to bite the bullet and slowly sit up, waved the axe and hatchet in his hand, and chopped up the big tree.

When he waved the axe and hatchet in his hand, he thought of an old saying that if a person has given great responsibilities, he must first work hard and starve his body.

Lin Fan didn't know whether he would be given a great mission to himself in the future.

But now he has realized what it means to exhaust his muscles and bones and hungry his body.

When all the firewood was placed completely on the ground, Lin Fan's whole body seemed to be falling apart.

He lay on the ground, feeling his head full of chopping wood.

He repeated this action countless times.

Finally, the door of the courtyard opened, and the middle-aged man walked out from the inside without expression, then put down a bag of steamed buns and said, "Eat it, continue tomorrow."

Lin Fan gritted his teeth and sat up, looked at the middle-aged man, and asked in confusion: "Can I just chop wood like this? Can this improve my strength?"

The middle-aged man said expressionlessly: "If you don't believe it, you can leave now."

After saying that, he turned around and walked into the yard. Lin Fan hurriedly shouted, "Hey, what's your name?"

You can't always call him by healing.

The middle-aged man turned around and said, "My name is Liu Zishi."

Lin Fan dragged his tired body and took the steamed buns into the thatched hut in the courtyard.

The house is quite simple, with only one bed, wooden table, bookshelf and stove.

There is nothing else.

"This bed is yours." Liu Zishi pointed to the simple bed and said.

Lin Fan suddenly felt a little moved. After all, he only had a bed, so he gave it to him.

But unexpectedly, Liu Zishi turned around and said, "I will return to the city later."

Lin Fan sat on the table and asked, "Senior Liu, what is your relationship with the Shushan Sword Sect? Why did he stay in this forbidden area of ​​the sword domain?"

Liu Zishi seemed to be unable to laugh at all. He still said with a cold face: "Don't ask if you shouldn't."

"Then I have to chop wood, when will it be?" Lin Fan continued to ask.

Liu Zishi said: "You can cut down as many trees as there are in this mountain."

"I'll go." Lin Fan was stunned and pointed outside the courtyard: "Senior Liu, what do you mean is to let me cut down all the trees in the mountain?"

"That's right." Liu Zishi nodded and said, "Is there any problem? Do you think this is a very simple thing to quickly improve your strength?"

Lin Fan had a dark face and couldn't help but think in his heart that when he cut down all these trees, I wonder how long it has been. Can this be called quickly improving his strength?

"I still say the same thing. If you don't want to continue chopping down at any time, you can leave at any time." After saying that, Liu Zishi stood up and left.

Lin Fan was so tired that he was too lazy to think so much. After chewing all the steamed buns in his hand, he lay on the bed and fell asleep.

The days that followed were extremely boring and hard.

This process is hard for ordinary people to imagine.

Every day, after Lin Fan woke up, he went out to cut down the trees, then dragged the trees to the front of the yard, and split the big trees into small pieces.

Time flies.

It took ten minutes for Lin Fan to cut off a big tree.

Later, it only takes him five minutes or even less to cut off a tree.

This is not because Lin Fan's physical strength has improved. Lin Fan did not notice this change at first.

After he noticed it, he thought about it carefully, but was surprised to find it.

It is my own ability to control the strength of the axe chopping force.

Before, he cut off the tree with an axe. Although he used more than ten years of strength, the effect was not the best, and the strength was quite dispersed.

Now, he only needs to use 50% of his strength to achieve the initial effect, or even better.

Such changes also gave Lin Fan an invisible motivation.

At least, he also knew that Liu Zishi asked him to cut down trees, not to make a fool of himself.

Time flies, and Lin Fan counts time every day.

A full year passed by.

Lin Fan's clothes were worn and covered in beard. At this time, even if someone he was familiar with suddenly saw him, he might think he was a woodcutter.

In a year, the whole mountain has become bare, and there are fewer and fewer trees on the mountain.

Early that morning, Lin Fan walked to a tree, which was the last tree in the entire mountain.

Now Lin Fan can cut five to six trees in a day. Although he is exhausted every day, he is still happy.

"The last tree." Lin Fan looked at the tree, and the axe in his hand slashed on the tree with a bang.

Then, in less than two minutes, the tree fell to the ground with a loud bang.

Lin Fan hummed a small song, tied the rope to the tree, and pulled the tree back to the open space in front of the courtyard.

Then, I continued to be busy with my hatchet.

The whole process is flowing.

Finally, this last tree also became a pile of firewood.

"ah!"

Lin Fan stretched out his waist, started roaring loudly, and finally finished chopping the tree.

"Year, year!"

Lin Fan looked at the surrounding mountains and saw that the trees on the entire mountain had become deserted.

"Congratulations."

At this time, Liu Zishi's voice sounded. For a year, Liu Zishi would come every day to give Lin Fan a few steamed buns.

Then he left.

Lin Fan looked at Liu Zishi who was walking up from the bottom of the mountain, bowed and said, "Senior! I have cut down the trees on the mountain."
Chapter completed!