"Dang! Dang! Dang!" Three crisp knocking sounds echoed through the cliff.
In the open space next to the thatched house, Fang Yi placed four pieces of wood of different lengths but the same length into a rectangle on the ground. Fang Yi punched four holes in the four corners.
"How is it?" Fat Langshen asked beside Fang Yi.
"Not good! Look at it!" Fang Yi pointed at the cave and said.
Fat Lang Shen looked around and saw that the upper layer of the cave was made of soil and the lower layer was rock. The interior of the mountain was also made of rocks, so it was natural to encounter obstacles.
"It's already like this and you still want to smash it down?" Fat Langshen turned around and asked.
"It's necessary! Look, the soil is too soft. If you don't fix it well, the house won't stand! You have to dig deeper! It's just that the rock layer is too hard, so it will take a lot of work!" Fang Yi returned.
"The trees on that mountain have grown for so many years and they haven't even fallen down. You won't be wasting your efforts by doing this, right?" Fat Lang Shen said helplessly.
"No! You still claim to know the heaven and the earth, but you don't understand this. Have you ever heard of the story of a drop of water piercing a stone, and an iron pestle turning into a needle?" Fang Yi said, pretending to be profound.
"No!" Fat Lang Shen shook his head and said.
"I guess you don't understand. I'm sorry to say that the trees on the mountain have been mature for hundreds of years. They have grown quietly on this mountain. Their roots should have grown deep into the rock formations. I cut them down here to destroy their growth.
But instead of digging out the roots, leaving them a chance of survival is what I can do now!" When Fang Yi said this, a look of guilt appeared on his face. After all, all things have spirits, so the destruction of the woods is also a great regret.
Unknown to Fang Yi, just when Fang Yi was feeling guilty, spiritual energy gathered in the Yuejian Mountain, and everything came to life, giving off a little bit of luster. It was difficult to detect unless you sense it carefully. This little bit of light faintly sank into Fang Yi's body, and he didn't know how to use it.
"Huh?" The old man in the thatched house looked up in surprise.
"What's going on?" The old man got up and walked out of the house. This level of perception of the heaven and earth has reached the level of detecting the subtleties. Basically, what happened cannot escape the old man's perception.
"Not bad! Not bad! Not bad! Not bad!" The old man felt the little inspiration gathered in Xiang Fang Yi, smoothed out his appeal, and exclaimed.
"My heart is open and magnanimous, my spirit is upright, and my body is filled with strong energy. I thought it was true! It's rare! It's rare!" The old man returned to the house and praised. There is a hint of humility in this person, and at the same time he also has a kind heart. This is perfect for spiritual practice.
There are many benefits, and more guidance is needed. If not, I am afraid that the knot will not be resolved and I will go astray.
When Fang Yi was repenting, he didn't notice the old man coming out, nor did he feel the nourishment of spiritual light. The air of heaven and earth became gentle, and the tree stumps cut down by Fang Yi sprouted little buds at the same time. This was autumn, the time to kill the fallen leaves.
, but it shows a lively environment, which is full of admiration!
"Okay!" Fang Yi confessed unconsciously and woke up.
"Did you feel anything just now?" Fat Langshen asked.
"No?" Fang Yi was confused.
"Oh! Maybe it's an illusion!" Fat Man Shen stopped asking. After all, his own perception was vague, and he didn't know the reason. No matter how much he said, it was useless.
Calmly, Fang Yi raised the meteor ax in his hand and struck the rock formation. After several strikes, the rock formation did not change much, but the meteor ax became particularly heavy, which surprised Fang Yi.
"Dang! Dang! Dang!" The knocking sound of the meteor axe.
"Why is this rock layer harder than the meteor axe!" Fang Yi wondered. The weight of the meteor ax has increased a lot. If it were in the Shenmu Forest, it would probably weigh several axes per tree. The trees in the Shenmu Forest just look big.
In fact, it is virtual, but the woods next to the thatched house are extremely tough.
"Isn't it still possible?" Fat Langshen asked again.
"No! This rock formation is so strong, it should be able to be used for something!" Just after he praised it a few times, Fang Yi started to have a wrong idea in his heart.
"What are you doing! You can't destroy this rock formation!" Fat Man said with a roll of his eyes.
"Hehe! Yes!" Fang Yi said with an embarrassed smile.
"Dang! Dang! Dang!" The knocking sound echoed through the cliff again.
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"It's been so many days and you have to go down this far?" Fat Lang Shen looked at the rock formation under the soil, which was only about a finger's width. He was about to start fighting with Wanli's weapon. The progress was really speechless.
"Who knows what's under here? Ordinary stones should have turned into powder in the past few days. Look at the small pit as wide as a finger. I don't believe it myself!" Fang Yi scratched his head and felt quite unhappy.
"Don't forget to fight Wanli, time is running out!" Fat Lang Shen reminded.
"Oh! If you didn't tell me, I would have almost forgotten! How many days have we been here?" Fang Yi asked.
"It's been four or five days!" Fat Lang Shen himself said with some uncertainty.
"Four or five days! Let's count it as five days! It seems like we are going to go down the day after tomorrow!" Fang Yi said.
"Okay! Get ready quickly! I think you won't be able to finish laying the foundation before fighting!" Fat Lang Shen said anxiously.
"Well! Forget it, let's count as many as we can fight today and tomorrow!" Fang Yi said, waving the meteor ax in his hand.
In the thatched house, the pen in the old man's hand was trembling, and rice paper was stuffed into his ears.
"When will this kid leave? It's not about fighting! It's annoyed me so much these days! Isn't it just building a thatched hut? Why does it take so long!" someone complained in the house, and at the same time took off the rice paper from both ears.
"No! I'd better go out and take a look! Don't cause any trouble!" The old man was worried about what trouble could be caused on this cliff with no one everywhere.
The old man walked out of the house. In the past few days, the old man had hardly left the house except for going to the toilet. Today, it was rare for him to come out of the house to find Fang Yi.
"What have you been doing these days! Do you know it's disturbing my creation!" The old man walked towards Fang Yi and scolded him at the same time.
"Oh! Old man! You are here! Am I not building a house or laying the foundation?" Fang Yi said quickly when he saw the old man coming.
"Huh? Laying a foundation? What kind of foundation should be laid here?" the old man asked.
"Oh! That's it! Building a house without laying a foundation will not be strong and it will collapse easily. This is not laying a foundation to make the house not afraid of wind!" As he said this, Fang Yi pointed to the small hole in the ground.
"Huh?" The old man put his head over and looked at the small hole made by Fang Yi, with a surprised look on his face!
"Did you type this?" the old man said as if he was angry, but holding back his anger.
"Yes! I don't know why this rock formation is so strong, but I haven't made any progress in the past few days!" Fang Yi said angrily.
"What the hell!" The old man almost cursed and raised his palms, but Fang Yi quickly blocked him.
The old man pondered for a moment, then took his palm back and said silently: "Cultivation of the mind, cultivation of the mind! The world is so wonderful, but I am so irritable, is this bad?"
Fang Yi felt no pain, put his arms down and looked at the old man.
"Don't worry, old man! This hole is not drilled very well. Give me a few days and I will make it deep and regular!" Fang
Yi said confidently.
After hearing this, the old man became angry again.
"What the hell! Get out of here!" The old man used his energy to drive the wind, rolled up Fang Yi and Fat Lang Shen, and threw them down along the road.
"The old man is asking what's going on! I'll come back in a few days! I will definitely lay a perfect foundation for you~" The voice gradually faded away until it could no longer be heard.
"You underestimated this kid! You have to make a hole for me! This is my treasure!" The old man said with distress as he looked at the hole made by Fang Yi.
The old man touched the small hole and his heart ached. Thinking of Fang Yi's persecution, he felt very angry.
"Hey! This little brat is waiting for me to deal with you later! Huh? Why is this broken ax still there! It can't blow every time!" Looking at the rusty ax next to the small hole, I thought it was Fang Yiyong.
The weapon was thrown away casually and flew towards the sky.
"Look at the material of that ax. It's a treasure at the very least!" The old man stroked his beard and said towards the place where the ax disappeared.
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"Ah~ah~ah~"
There was a staircase among weeds, and Fang Yi and Fat Lang Shen hugged each other and flew down.
"Boom!" One person and one beast hit the ground, causing waves of air.
"Puff! Puff!" Although it hit the grass, something was still scraped into his mouth, and Fang Yi vomited.
"Oops! The old man thought that I was about to compete and sent us down the mountain?" Fang Yi said happily.
"Don't pretend to be stupid with me! You can't tell!" Fat Man rolled his eyes and said to Fang Yi.
"Hehe!" Fang Yi smiled naively and remained silent.
"Ouch!" An ax fell from the sky and hit Fang Yi on the head. This was already the second time, but the force was just right and it did not knock Fang Yi into the sky. It just hit Fang Yi with a big bag on his head.
Fang Yi squatted on the ground, covering the big bag on his head, feeling bitter in his heart, why is it like this again? His expression was distressed.
"Haha! Haha! Hahaha!" The fat man laughed when he saw Fang Yi's appearance. Now he looked like a monkey!
"You're still laughing!" Fang Yi looked embarrassed.
At this time, the meteor ax fell at Fang Yi's feet. Fang Yi lowered his head and saw: "Fortunately, this ax kissed me, otherwise my life would have been risked!"
"Okay! Go back quickly! It's been a long time since I've been back to my place. I really want to have a good sleep in bed!" the fat man urged.
"Okay!" After hearing this, Fang Yi led Fat Lang Shen through the grass and headed towards the sect.
"When are we going to that thatched hut again?" Fat Lang Shen whispered in Fang Yi's arms. At this time, people were coming and going on the road of Yue Jian Sect, and he was afraid of attracting people's attention.
"Let's talk about it! I guess we will be hiding in winter after the fight with Wanli. There should be nothing to do at that time. Let's go to the thatched hut to build a house. I feel really unhappy that we didn't build the house!" Fang Yi whispered.
At this time, in the thatched cottage on the cliff of Yue Jian Sect: "Ah sneeze!"
"What? That brat is still here? Has he fallen in love with my baby?" the old man trembled.
"Have you heard? The day after tomorrow, Fang Yi is going to fight Wan Li in Zhenluo Field! Who are you betting on?"
"Wan Li! It seems that Wan Li is in the right place at the right time and the people are gathered together. Fang Yi should not be able to defeat him!"
"Yeah! I'm going to be a millionaire. I don't want to be rich, but I want to make a small profit!"
The discussion of the disciples passing by Fang Yi reached Fang Yi's ears: "Betting?"