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Two bangs.

Zhao Chunliang and Ye Liangchen fell to the ground one after another.

In front of them, there was a small wooden house, the wooden house was really small, about twenty or thirty square meters, outside the wooden house was a small flat land, and above the wooden house, there was a dense foliage.

The branches of the trees completely blocked the wooden house, and even if it was a satellite, it was estimated that it would not be able to take any pictures.

At this time, Zhao Chunliang and Ye Liangchen fell on the small flat ground outside the wooden house.

An earthy yellow dog was lying not far away and seemed to be sleeping, and when he heard the noise, the dog just moved his ears slightly, and he didn't even open his eyes to look at Zhao Chunliang.

On the side of the small flat is a stove, and there is a big iron pot on the stove, and a big shovel is placed on the big iron pot, and the shovel is really big, almost as tall as Zhao Chunliang.

It's a small farmhouse style.

Zhao Chunliang fell to the ground, ignoring the dirt on the ground, panting desperately.

Sweat dripped down his chin and onto the ground, quickly dripping a large chunk.

"I'm tired of Lao Tzu, I'm really tired of Lao Tzu." Ye Liangchen kept wailing, he had rarely been so tired in his life.

At that moment, a man suddenly stepped out from the depths of the woods.

The man was carrying at least five large sections of a tree trunk the size of a washbasin.

"You!" Zhao Chunliang looked at the man in surprise, that person was the old man who had gone up the mountain before.

In just a few moments, he has already cut down so many trees and come back?

"Hack these guys." The old man threw the trunk of the tree on his back directly to the ground.

There was a loud bang, and these round tree trunks rolled straight towards Zhao Chunliang and Ye Liangchen, as if they were going to squash them.

Zhao Chunliang hurriedly got up and hid aside, while Ye Liangchen's speed slowed down a little and was directly buried in these tree trunks.

Fortunately, they are all masters, and this bit of trunk is not enough to crush people to death.

"Help me, hurry!" Ye Liangchen was pressed by the trunk of the tree and shouted loudly.

Zhao Chunliang walked to Ye Liangchen's side, raised a foot and kicked the trunk of the tree that was pressing Ye Liangchen, Ye Liangchen was agitated and stood up from the ground.

"Old man, are you really the Infinite Sword Master?" Zhao Chunliang looked at the old man and asked suspiciously.

From beginning to end, this old man had never admitted that he was a Infinite Sword Saint, so Zhao Chunliang was very curious.

"Infinite Sword Master? I'm not some Infinite Sword Master. The old man pursed his lips and said, "Old man, my name is Wednesday Tong, what about you, just call me Uncle Zhou, recently I want to refine a sword, you two just give me a hand, and when my sword is refined, you can naturally go down the mountain, if any of you sneak away during this period, then your fate will be the same as those people." ”

The old man said, gesturing to a pile of things not far away.

Zhao Chunliang hadn't looked at those things carefully before, but now that he took a closer look, he found that they were piles of white bones!!

At least 10 people or more!

"Uncle Zhou, if you start it, you will do it, why did you take us to take us so far just now, but we are tired to death!" Ye Liangchen was the first to shout at the other party's uncle.

Wednesday stroked the beard on his chin with satisfaction and said. "My sword is difficult to practice, it's not just anyone who can give me a hand, just a little test for the two of you."

"And what good can we get if we help you refine your sword?" Zhao Chunliang asked.

"Benefits?" Wednesday's eyes suddenly narrowed, looked at Zhao Chunliang, and said, "You still dare to ask me for benefits?" ”

"I don't do anything good if it's not good." Zhao Chunliang spread his hands and said, "I won't do free work, it's a big deal that your old man killed me." ”

"Do you think that if you are the son of that man, I will not dare to kill you?" Wednesday said coldly.

"You know my dad?" Zhao Chunhao asked curiously.

"Zhao Jianyu, no one knows, no one knows, I know the smell of your family as soon as I smell it." Wednesday Tong sneered and said, "I also had some fate with him back then, when he had just escaped from his eldest brother, he was as panicked as a dog, but I didn't expect that hundreds of years later, he would also become a generation of grandmasters." ”

Wednesday's words made Zhao Chunliang stunned, he knew some things about his Lao Tzu, according to the time, when his Lao Tzu escaped from his eldest brother, it would be about 400 years from now, then according to Wednesday's words, he had seen his Lao Tzu at that time, so how old is this Wednesday Tong?

"Since your old man knows my dad, then we can be regarded as a little related, I help you do things, even if you are for my dad's sake, why do you have to give me some benefits, don't you think?" Zhao Chunliang asked.

"Hahahaha, your character of wanting benefits is exactly the same as your father's back then." Wednesday Tong laughed and said, "When your father saw me, he also asked me for favors, and cheated my most beloved baby away, and now it's his son's turn, I want to see, his son, what benefits do you want, you say." ”

"I'm going to learn your swordworth!" Zhao Chunliang said.

"Me too!!" Ye Liangchen hurriedly shouted, in his opinion, the method of flying with the sword in one hand was too forced, if he learned it and played it in front of those people in the heavenly machine, it would be enough to shock them and not be able to eat for three days.

"Edgeworth?" Wednesday Tong smiled slightly, and his right hand stretched out violently.

Boom.

As soon as Han Mang came from afar, an ancient sword appeared in Zhou Tong's hand.

"You're trying to learn this, aren't you?" Wednesday Tong asked.

"Yes!" Zhao Chunliang nodded seriously.

"You can't learn it." Wednesday Tong shook his head and said, "This method relies on extremely delicate control of qi, and the popularity is one, I have lived for so many years, except for my master, I have never seen anyone else learn it, even your father Zhao Jianyu, he can't learn this hand, even if he is stronger than me now." ”

"Why?" Zhao Chunliang asked suspiciously.

"No one knows why, maybe it's the same as innate, this requires talent, some people's martial arts path has come to an end, and they can even fight innate with ordinary offensive means, but they just can't become congenital, and some people are just ordinary people, but once they are enlightened, they can easily achieve innate, and the same is true of Edgeworth, relying on talent, not hard work, so, it's useless." Wednesday Tong shook his head.

"How do you know if you don't try?" Zhao Chunliang's eyes were blazing and he said, "I'm not used to denying myself before doing something, everything needs to be tried, only if you really try it can you know if you can do it." ”

"If you don't see the Yellow River, you are really exactly the same as your father." Wednesday Tong sneered, "Since you insist on learning, then help me refine my sword first, and when the sword is refined, I will naturally teach you how to fly with a sword." ”

"Okay, it's a deal!" Zhao Chunliang clenched his fists and said.

"Hey, hey, hey, I'm also one, it's a word!" Ye Liangchen hurriedly said.

"Split the wood into strips first." Zhou Tong pointed to the trunk of the tree on the ground and said, "Each strip needs to be a cuboid, 1 meter long, 2 centimeters wide and 2 centimeters high." ”

"And such a request?" Zhao Chunliang asked in surprise.

"I practice swords, but I'm different from ordinary people." Wednesday Tong said proudly, "Every process needs to be extremely accurate, if it weren't for that, would I need to find you two little innates?" ”

"Okay, no problem, Master, I'll do it right away!" Ye Liangchen said with a smile.

Zhao Chunliang rolled his eyes, this Ye Liangchen immediately called Master, it was really... It's a talent.

"You're doing things here, I'll go into the house." Wednesday finished speaking and walked to the small house.

"This, Master, where's the knife? Give me a knife, I'll chop wood. Ye Liangchen hurriedly said.

"Knives? Are you born and can still use a knife? After saying this, he walked straight into the small house and closed the door.

"No knives? Is it difficult to use gas? But... But if you want to use gas to split wood, how can you split it, Lao Tzu can't even get the wind blade!! Ye Liangchen stood in place sluggishly.

"It's good that I will!" Zhao Chunliang breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Who called me more powerful, alas." ”

"You!!" Ye Liangchen glared at Zhao Chunliang angrily, he was very unhappy that Zhao Chunliang was embarrassed in front of him.

"Chopping wood!" Zhao Chunliang walked to the front of a tree trunk, sat down cross-legged directly, then took a deep breath and closed his eyes.

"What are you doing here?" Ye Liangchen asked.

"If you don't recover first, can you split?" Zhao Chunliang said disdainfully.

"If I'm out there, I'll kill you in a hundred ways!!" Ye Liangchen gritted his teeth angrily, and sat cross-legged on the ground like Zhao Chunliang to rest.

And at this time, in the small house.

Wednesday walked slowly to the edge of the bed and sat down.

"Well, I don't know if I can hold it." Wednesday sighed and looked at his hands.

Hands are full of folds and age spots.

"Old, really old." Wednesday put his hand in the pocket of his jacket and sat cross-legged on the bed.

After a few breaths, the skin on Wednesday's face, which was originally quite shiny, suddenly dried up quickly and turned into wrinkles on his face.

After a long time, Wednesday opened his eyes.

The eyes that had been bright turned extremely gray at this time.

"I met them when the day of the Great Deadline was approaching, Master, is this really the guidance you gave me?" Wednesday looked at a spirit card on the table next to him and fell into deep thought.

Outside the house, Zhao Chunliang slowly opened his eyes.

After a short period of recovery, Zhao Chunliang's mental state is much better than just now, at least there will be no dizziness, and next to Zhao Chunliang, Ye Liangchen frowned, although his face was still pale, but it was much better than before.

"Ready to start!" Zhao Chunliang took a deep breath, and with a turn of his mind, a wind blade appeared beside Zhao Chunliang.