"Old man, do you also have research on this ax?" Fang Yi saw that the old man was interested in this meteor ax, so he asked curiously.
"Ahem! This ax is made of good material. Be careful when you see something that can't be struck with this ax! Maybe it's some kind of treasure!" The old man straightened his body and reminded Fang Yi. In fact, the old man's heart was bleeding. Last time Fang Yi
Yi smashed a hole into the treasure he buried in the soil, and is still trying to repair it. When he took the ax and took a look, it turned out to be meteorite black iron. He couldn't bear to snatch such a good thing from his juniors, so he could only leave it at that.
Give up.
The old man saw the ax and handed it to Fang Yi. Seeing this, Fang Yi quickly caught the ax with both hands to show respect. Although the old man always let Fang Yi do the servant's work, Fang Yi's strength improved, and he was in awe of the old man.
"Okay! Old man!" Fang Yi said after taking the axe, with a smile on his face. After all, the old man's warning to Fang Yi felt very useful.
"By the way! Why hasn't this house been built yet? It'll be useful if you build it quickly!" The old man urged when he saw that the house was still the same as before and had just finished laying the foundation.
"Okay! Old man! I didn't just come back and clean the hut for a long time. I just prepared to build a house!" Fang Yi said bitterly. The old man had already urged Fang Yi to be nervous.
"Okay! Okay! I know! You finish building it quickly, it's time to hide for the winter!" The old man waved his hand, signaling Fang Yi to start work quickly, and then turned around and left, returning to the thatched house.
"Huh~" Fang Yi breathed a long sigh of relief. He didn't feel anything when he first met the old man. Now that he was talking to the old man, he felt more and more pressure in his heart. He should be expecting the old man to accept him as his disciple!
Fang Yi looked at the chicken feathers left last time. Now that the foundation has been dug, all that's left is to cut grooves in the wood so that it can be easily inserted and assembled in the future to erect the house.
"Boom! Boom! Squeak! Squeak! Squeak!" The sound of Fang Yi sorting out the wood penetrated the entire surrounding environment, with songbirds flying around and water trickling, creating a beautiful scene of mountains and rivers.
Try to cut the wood into a rectangular shape. Originally, Fang Yi wanted to use logs directly. After trying it a few times, the logs looked a bit weird. There were many gaps when the two logs were stacked. If the house is dilapidated and it is windy and rains all night, it will not be worth the gain.
, although it is troublesome now, it is also solid.
It will definitely not be completed in one day. Fang Yi has a very delicate mind. He cuts the log with an ax in the same way. Now Fang Yi has the blessing of internal strength and spiritual consciousness. He can control the strength and precision extremely accurately. It would be impossible for a mortal to use it.
An ax cuts the wood so perfectly, and there is also the precipitation of time under this precision.
The night breeze in the thatched cottage was quite gentle. As night fell, a bright moon hung in the sky. Fang Yi lay on the wood and made a pillow for himself with the leftover materials of the wood. The fat man slept beside him, looking at the night sky.
It has been nearly a year since I came to the world of cultivation. There are all kinds of strange things in the world. Now Fang Yi only sees the elders of the Yue Jian Sect flying in the sky, and Wan Li can float in the air for a short time. He has not seen anyone else flying in the sky.
Fang Yi has not yet truly entered the true realm and stepped into the world of cultivation. He is full of expectations for the future and slowly falls asleep in this expectation.
"Asleep?" The old man felt that Fang Yi had fallen asleep outside the house, stopped writing, closed his eyes and meditated.
"Boom! Boom!" Fang Yi got up early in the morning and fiddled with wood. In fact, the breeze on the cliff was a bit cooler in the early morning, so Fang Yi was awakened by the cool breeze. Fortunately, he was strong and did not get wind.
Looking at the rows of arranged timber, Fang Yi felt a sense of accomplishment. The foundation had been laid, and now he could officially build a house and build his ideal house.
I found four pieces of the strongest wood to stand at the four corners, laid down the wood on the four sides as a supporting frame, filled the hole with soil again, and compacted it! Now the skeleton of the house has been completed. From a distance, the house has taken shape, and the frame has emerged.
The triangular roof is designed to prevent rainwater from settling.
"Not bad!" Fang Yi looked at his masterpiece as if it were his own child. He worked hard and was very satisfied with it.
The simpler the structure, the sturdier the house. Fang Yi originally wanted to build a luxurious garden-like house, but he rarely had the ability to play around with the appearance of the wood. Later, he thought, since it needs to be used for a long time, it is better to be simpler, even if
If it gets damaged later, it can be easily repaired.
At this time, Fang Yi was still thinking about things like a mortal. He couldn't understand the power of a real strong man to penetrate the heavens and the earth. Now he just added his own thoughts to it.
"Gudu! Gudu!" Fang Yi came to the nearby stream, held some water with both hands, and drank it. His appearance showed that the water was hard-won. In fact, he worked too much and consumed too much water, so he needed to replenish it.
Returning to the frame of the house, Fang Yi picked up the wood again and put it together. During this period, several pieces of wood could not be closed because of the groove joints. Fang Yi made a lot of adjustments and finally closed it. He saw that his masterpiece still had a few gaps.
, Fang Yi continues to adjust.
The accumulation of time and inner perseverance have already given Fang Yi a hint of craftsman spirit. If he looks closely, he can see that the house has been roughly completed. The roof is left, and Fang Yi covered it with wood. The house is basically completed, and it is a wooden house.
"This wooden house is neither big nor small. It's just right for living. It's really close to mountains and rivers!" Suddenly the old man appeared next to Fang Yi and said.
"Old man!" Fang Yi was startled. This old man could also appear and disappear? He was similar to Butler Li! Speaking of which, he didn't know what happened to his mother, father, Fangmei and Fanglan.
"Boom! Boom!" The old man knocked on the house a few times and looked carefully.
"Not bad! Your level is not bad!" the old man praised as he touched his beard.
"Thank you for the compliment, old man! This wooden house will be ready for use immediately. I'm looking to see if there are any shortcomings and modify it! Thank you very much for the old man's advice these days. Fang Yi is very grateful. Without the help of the old man, Fang Yi would not have been able to find this hidden place."
Half state! It will be easy to leave when the wooden house is completed!" Fang Yi thanked the old man and said, after all, the old man's advice every time was of great benefit to Fang Yi.
"What? Go down?" the old man said with wide eyes.
"Yes! When the time of winter hiding is approaching, Fang Yi also went down to prepare for retreat and practice!" Fang Yi explained, after hearing what his disciples said, the time of winter hiding in the Yue Sword Sect must be very critical, so he returned to the sect and said
Not sure what to do.
"Oh! So for this reason! You don't have to hide in the sect for the winter!" the old man said.
"Old man, why is this?" Fang Yi was confused.
"You are here to experience the time of winter hiding! Winter hiding in the Yue Sword Sect is only for the outer disciples. There is no such thing as winter hiding for the inner disciples. After all, mortals sometimes appear. Winter hiding is like celebrating a festival, and entering the true realm to celebrate the festival is like
It’s not a big deal to go through a calamity! It just so happens that I don’t have anyone cleaning the latrine here in the winter! You can clean the latrine for me here!” The old man chuckled with a calm tone.
Fang Yi was overjoyed after hearing this! The old man asked Fang Yi to stay here, so Fang Yi can be regarded as a different kind of apprentice. Maybe he can go further by studying with the old man. Fang Yi was extremely happy to hear the news, but something stumped him.
Got Fang Yi.
"Old man! Fang Yi doesn't have a place to live here! It's extremely cold during winter.
Sheng, if you have no shelter, you may suffer from all kinds of diseases!" Fang Yi said worriedly, the joy on his face gradually fading.
"What do you mean?" the old man said after hearing this.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!" The old man knocked on the wooden house. He saw that the wooden house was shaking slightly but still standing. Fang Yi was a little surprised because Fang Yi had tried to knock down the wooden house to see if it was strong. The answer was that the wooden house was strong.
It is extremely strong, firstly due to the material, and secondly, the structure. Although it is simple, it is extremely durable.
However, after the old man tapped it a few times, the wooden house began to shake slightly. Fang Yi sighed, how powerful the old man was. Look at this frail and thin body, but full of energy.
"You are hiding here for the winter!" The old man nodded with satisfaction.
"This~"
"Why don't you use this wooden house, old man?" Fang Yi said upon seeing this.
"No! I can live in the thatched hut. This is yours. You can stay here!" the old man said.
Fang Yi was overjoyed again when he heard that he had a residence on this cliff. What's more, he built this residence by himself. He felt satisfied in his heart. This was the only object Fang Yi had made by himself when he came to this world. He had feelings for this wooden house. In fact,
After the construction was completed, Fang Yi was still a little reluctant to let others live in it. After hearing what the old man said, Fang Yi cheered inwardly.
Fang Yi didn't know when he thought about it. In order to achieve enlightenment in life, a good teacher is needed. The old man is a good teacher. Being able to live with him will definitely benefit him a lot.
"That's right! How was your Zhenluo ranking match?" the old man suddenly asked.
"A draw! No win, no defeat!" Fang Yi said softly, as if this competition had no impact on Fang Yi.
"It's okay! There's no need to fight for the first place. The right way to practice is to persist in living. Let the disciple go fast! Undefeated is victory!" The old man seemed to talk a lot today, and he taught Fang Yi in his words.
"Thank you for the advice, old man! By the way, old man, I still have some things left at my residence down the mountain. Can you come right away?" Fang Yi first thanked the old man for his advice, and then hoped that the old man would agree to go down and bring his things here.
"Go!" With simple words, without further words, the old man turned around and returned to the thatched cottage.
Fang Yi was secretly happy when he saw this. He looked at the wooden house again, feeling warm in his heart. This was built with his own efforts. It is his own residence!
"Let's go! Fat Lang Shen! Let's go down!" Fang Yi held the meteor ax and called Fat Lang Shen who was playing somewhere.
Fat Lang Shen, who had good hearing, jumped out from a corner, shook the broken leaves on his body, ran behind Fang Yi, and the two of them went down the mountain.
"Yeah!" Not long after Fang Yi came down the mountain, the old man came out of the house and nodded. At this time, Fang Yi was gone in the thatched house, and it was quiet again, without the usual banging sound.
The old man looked around and nodded, then flew up. A glimpse of the aurora disappeared in the thatched cottage. There was no one on the cliff, leaving only the natural scenery, which was completely natural and rare.
In a wooden house at the inner gate of the Yue Jian Sect, Elder Hao was handling affairs. Since the headmaster was away, Elder Hao took care of the affairs of the inner and outer gates alone. The affairs were busy and not easy.
"Old Man Hao!" At this time, the old man's voice came from outside the house. After hearing this, Elder Hao immediately stood up and prepared to go out to greet him.
"Master Mao! Rare visitors, rare visitors! Haven't seen each other for many years!" Elder Hao entered the house before he could walk out.
"Old Man Hao! I came to discuss something with you!" Manager Mao entered the room and got straight to the point. The two of them were discussing something inside.