This is a taboo, but in front of outsiders. He knelt on the washboard directly in front of his wife and begged for forgiveness.
Seeing this, the woman in yellow glanced at Chu Cheng, who was standing behind her husband, and said with a cold smile: "Okay! Over the years, I have become more capable. I am such a virtuous, virtuous, beautiful and intelligent woman, how can I let my own family
My husband is kneeling on this washboard? Do you want to label me a wicked woman in front of guests?"
Guan Zhen's face suddenly changed after hearing this, and he quickly shook his head and said: "Where, where! In my eyes, you are the most gentle woman in the world. This is the one I want to kneel to."
After saying that, Guanzhen turned to look at Chu Cheng and said, "It's an old habit. If I don't kneel for a day, my whole body will feel very uncomfortable. Haha, don't be surprised."
"...."
Chu Cheng stood there, not knowing what to say about the matter between the two couples.
But the feeling that the woman in yellow gave Chu Cheng was also unfathomable, much more powerful than that of the holy monk Jingfa of Daguangming Temple.
The woman in yellow nodded and said: "Then just kneel down and you are not allowed to get up until noon.
As he spoke, the woman in yellow looked at Chu Cheng carefully, nodded repeatedly and said, "Similar, although the appearance is different, the temperament is quite similar to that of Mr. Jiang from before. By the way, what is your name?"
Chu Cheng bent down to write, bowed and said: "To my wife, my name is Chu Cheng."
"Oh, Chu Cheng, right? You come with me, this damn bald donkey is kneeling here, and the wood in the back room hasn't been cut yet, so go and help."
"Madam, he is also a guest after all. How can we let him chop?" Guan Zhen hesitated for a moment and then spoke cautiously.
"Haha." The woman in yellow was walking towards the kitchen. When she heard this, she stopped and turned to look at the tall and strong man kneeling on the washboard.
Guan Zhen quickly reached out to cover his mouth and shook his head repeatedly, indicating that he would never dare to talk any more.
"It's just chopping firewood, a trivial matter." Chu Cheng glanced at Guanzhen, shook his head and smiled.
But when he picked up the ax and chopped wood, his expression changed.
The ax was extremely heavy, and even if Chu Cheng recovered his cultivation, he could only barely lift it. The wood was even harder, and it took ten consecutive cuts to split it in half.
"Let's not talk about the axe. Why is this wood so hard?" Chu Cheng frowned, bent down, picked up another piece of wood, and pressed it on the wooden plate.
This time, Chu Cheng did not use an axe, but picked up the black sword, raised it and slashed it down. The next moment, he heard a crisp sound and a scream of pain.
"Damn it! I didn't expect that you, like Wang Wuxin, want to take advantage of the sword's life, and it's going to ruin the whole world. It hurts me to death!"
The black sword in his hand trembled violently when it hit the wood. The touch was transmitted to his hand, making it numb from the shock, and the wood only broke a gap.
"This wood..."
Chu Cheng ignored Master Jian's cry of pain, but stared at the wood in front of him.
This piece of wood looks ordinary, just like an ordinary piece of wood, but even a black sword cannot cut it open.
This black sword was forged by the Demon Lord. At its peak, the power of the sword could strike a blow at the peak of the Sky Realm, and even damage taboos, but at this time, it could not even cut through this piece of wood.
Although the black sword was damaged and full of scars, the power it could exert was only the power of sunlight. But how could it continue to cut a piece of wood?
This is no ordinary wood, it is comparable to high-end mysterious materials.
Chu Cheng frowned, put the black sword behind his back, picked up the ax again, and made another batch.
Although there was still some trembling when the ax went down, it was not as obvious as before, and the opening made was three inches deeper than the one made with the magic sword.
Master Jian stopped shouting in pain and cursed: "Damn it, Master Jian, can I not even compare to this axe? Chu Cheng, this place is too evil. That bald man said that this is the future. If it is really the future, this is the future."
The power is too outrageous. The woman in yellow is also taboo."
"I met two Taboos once, and I don't know how many more there are here?" Chu Cheng nodded.
Although he still doesn't know which side is more powerful than the Forbidden Era, it is definitely stronger than the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths today. The strongest people he knows are only the Saint Ancestors of Guanyuanyu and Tiandao Alliance.
It's just that Chu Cheng didn't know what level of cultivation his ancestor Mu Sheng had reached.
Chu Cheng could only deduce from the words of Zhang Mobai, a disciple of the Tiandao Alliance, that Chu Musheng was stronger than the two Kong Realm experts he knew. He should not have realized the destiny, otherwise he would not be able to call them by their names.
"That's not right..." Chu Cheng suddenly thought of something and said softly: "This Guan Zhen admits that he is the destiny of heaven, but he can call it a name, and no punishment from heaven will come."
"Why is this?"
"Boy Chu, give me a piece of wood quickly."
While Chu Cheng was thinking, Master Jian suddenly spoke.
"What do you want to do with this wood?" Chu Cheng stopped thinking. He could ask Guanzhen directly about this later.
"Even Master Jian, I can't cut this wood, so it's certainly not an ordinary wood. It's already comparable to the best mystical material. Let me see if swallowing this wood can repair the sword body."
"What you said makes sense." Chu Cheng nodded, bent down to pick up one, threw it aside, and then raised the ax to chop the wood standing in front of him.
Time passed little by little, and about two hours passed. Chu Cheng was already sweating profusely, and his clothes were soaked with sweat. Even his palms were red and painful when pressed.
The blazing sun in the sky also rose from the far east toward the high school, and it was already close to noon.
There was a pile of chopped wood piled next to Chu Cheng. There were more than a hundred pieces of wood. But it was still far from being completely chopped. In two hours, only one-tenth of it was chopped.
During these two hours, Mr. Jian also chewed two pieces of wood.
"That's not right, Mr. Jian, I chewed two pieces of wood. Why didn't the cracks heal?" The big black sword opened and transformed into a big mouth full of sawdust, which kept spitting out as it opened and closed, splattering all over the floor.
"Maybe I want to eat more?" Chu Cheng stretched out his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead and stuck the ax on the ground to support it.
This is not an ordinary tree, as you can tell from the fact that it can only chop a hundred branches in two hours. If it were an ordinary tree, it would only take one stick of incense.
"This sword is really interesting. It has a mouth and can eat wood. This is the first time I've seen it."
At this moment, a figure suddenly reached Chu Cheng's ears.
When he turned around, he saw the woman in yellow clothes standing behind him.
The woman's sleeves were rolled up, and a thin rope was tied under her arm to prevent her clothes from falling. She also held a heavy knife in her hand, with bright red blood flowing on it.
When Chu Cheng saw the woman holding a knife and standing silently behind him, his brows were beating wildly, and a chill hit his bones. It was like countless cold steel needles piercing his soul.
This woman is also a taboo. If this knife falls, she will be cut in half instantly, and even her soul will not be able to escape.
When the woman saw Chu Cheng's appearance, her face turned pale as if she had been seriously ill. She also chuckled and said: "Seeing that you are a spirit, but you have so many mood swings, this way is not truly complete. If you can
, it’s better to choose another path as soon as possible. Also, while you were chopping wood, I was killing pigs and cows. The blood on this knife is from those animals, so why are you panicking?"
"This aspect of you is far inferior to that of Mr. Jiang back then."
"Who is Mr. Jiang?" Chu Cheng heard the words and asked secretly while breathing.
He heard this young man Jiang from this woman's mouth more than once.
"When you came here, you must have heard from others that there was once a supremely powerful man who sacrificed himself and used all his strength to condense the world here." The woman said.
"You mean, this boy Jiang is the supreme power?" Chu Cheng's eyes lit up and he said.
"Yes, it's him. He wants to see you." The woman nodded.
"I heard that this powerful man has died. Isn't this rumor true?"
What he heard was that this supremely powerful man restored this dilapidated world at the cost of his own life. If he had died, he would not be able to see it at all.
The woman in Huang Shang sighed, raised her head and looked up at the sky, watching the white clouds floating and falling, looking beyond the starry sky, and sighed: "Indeed, he is dead."
"Dead? How can he see me?" Chu Cheng was shocked when he heard this.
Just when Chu Cheng was in shock, the woman spoke again: "He is indeed dead, but he still exists here. You will know when you see him."
"That catastrophe that destroyed the world caused the death of hundreds of powerful figures in this world. They were unable to hold the world, and all living beings withered. Even that woman was buried in this catastrophe."
"Originally, that boy Jiang doesn't have to die. Because he...has already surpassed us. If he wants to live, even if the calamity comes, he will not be able to erase him."
"It's just that to him, that woman is equivalent to his heart. Without his heart, there is no meaning in living. It is better to die than to live in confusion."
"So, he really died. But before he died, he dispersed his physical body and transformed into this vast world. He condensed half of his soul into a strong man who fought with him."
"Those strong men, two of them are our couple."
"Originally, he wanted to resurrect all the strong men in Central Continent. However, the Calamity Destruction Heaven came and blocked it. It used part of the power of the water and moon to cover the remaining souls of those strong men, making it impossible to condense them back to save lives. That's why the nine were restored.
.Even that woman was not rescued.”
The woman in Huang Shang sighed again and said: "That woman is really beautiful, as beautiful as an orchid. Even if the world is dark, she will be the only light here. Not only that, her cultivation is only in Jiang
Under the circumstances, even if I join forces with that bald donkey Guan Zhen, I may not be her opponent."
"So, Mr. Jiang lost his heart. The remaining half of his soul also fell into a deep sleep, waiting for the calamity to come again to give us another chance to live. Until one year, this side of the world suddenly appeared.
A voice woke him up from his deep sleep."
"This is a supreme power, and his strength is not weaker than that of Mr. Jiang. He came from all eternity, and traced back the long river of time to bring his voice to this place. It showed him the way to find his heart."