In the firewood in the backyard of Wu Youde's family in the City God Temple, the sound of chopping the wood echoed! The sound of chopping the wood with a knife was slow and heavy, but the dry firewood was cut off with one knife.

This is the second tree trunk that Guo Xiaowu cut today. He was sweating profusely after lunch. The trunk that could only be cut by hundreds of knives can now be cut by fifty-seven knives. After each knife goes down, it is three points, leaving a trace of three inches thick. His knife cuts more powerful, accurate and speed.

Now that the cut-off trunk is placed flat, it can be cut in two or three knives. As the thickness of the wood becomes thinner and thinner, it will be split in one knives, and even in the end, it does not require much force. When the knife is raised and the blade falls, the chopping material will split in response.

The fourth senior brother said that the strength and ruthlessness of his sword were almost equal to the second senior brother. The eldest senior brother practiced the beheading knife technique. When he was in the army, he cut off all the wood in the backyard woodshed, but he used it for two years.

"The wood you cut is new. Now the master's wife burns the second senior brother! After cutting the chopping material for two years, the master's wife burns it for eight years, but there are still some left." said the fourth senior brother.

"How much will it take to cut!?" Guo Xiaowu asked.

"One thousand in the first year, two thousand in the second year! These split materials were bought by the master, and they were the remaining waste materials from the City God Temple at that time." The fourth senior brother responded.

"I have only cut more than 40 pieces in the past two months. Are they still human?" Guo Xiaowu asked in surprise.

"Junior Brother Xiaowu's sword technique will get faster and faster. This is how you practice kung fu! You will definitely be able to cut off the 1,200 pieces of wood prepared by your master. Master said that this sword technique was fed.

But your wood is indeed a little bigger. The master's wife said that when you finish cutting it, she will use it to burn charcoal this winter, hahaha..." Senior brother four replied with a smile.

This conversation has been recalling in Guo Xiaowu's mind, which is an inspiration! No matter whether it was burning charcoal for ten years or not, he knew that he could start his own timber after cutting it.

The third wood today was cut in an hour. Guo Xiaowu was panting and gritted his teeth to carry the fourth tree trunk that was thick in his arms, and landed on the ground with a bang. At this time, he felt exhausted all over.

Since yesterday's practice, there have been a sudden change today. In the past, we have split two in one day, but today we seem to be able to split four in more than four.

The pain and fatigue of bones all over his body made him unbearable! But he had to persevere. It was just lazy to squat down early to rest. There were 1,200 pieces here, and you could get off the slap as soon as possible.

Guo Xiaowu wanted to be urgently appointed so that he could accompany Lanlan well! Lanlan must go back when she gave birth to a baby.

He was pregnant for ten months, and he was about to rush back in the autumn of this year, and his wife was about to give birth to him! This is what he most urgently said. I heard from the fourth senior brother that he would leave without his martial arts skills! Unless he gave up, he would not be considered his master's apprentice in the future.

Guo Xiaowu gasped, holding his knees with both hands, hunched over and relieved his body's fatigue. Sweat slid from his cheeks as rained as the corner of his mouth, and dripping onto the ground.

A moment later, he still raised the big guillotine. The guillotine was several times heavier than before! But he still gritted his teeth and chopped it down with a bang.

In the afternoon, the sun approached the west and a group of soldiers arrived at the Chenghuang Temple. The leader was riding a tall horse and escorting a mule carriage, which was covered by black cloth.

There is no guard in the City God Temple, and the third senior brother also led the troops and waited for the fourth senior brother to leave before he would come over! A group of soldiers came to make the disciples who practice martial arts curious, but there was no panic or fear.

They saw a lineup like this when the third senior brother came to pay New Year's greetings yesterday.

"That's also the master's apprentice, continue practicing martial arts! I'll go and see which guy is here." The fourth senior brother scolded coldly and walked over.

The person who came was Captain Huang, and he got off the war horse after entering the gate of the Chenghuang Temple! But the fourth senior brother didn't know him, and frowned and asked continuously: "Who are you? Where did you come from? Who are you looking for? What's the matter?"

"My name is the leader of the Independent Regiment of the 29th Army of Huang Dazhang. Come and meet the master. Where is the master? Who are you??" Commander Huang responded bluntly and then asked.

"So it's Junior Brother Huang, I've heard of it! Master is in the City God Temple, and you can see him after passing the martial arts training ground. I am Ma Hancheng, and I am the fourth among the disciples in the closed door." The fourth senior brother bowed and smiled.

"It turns out to be the fourth senior brother, I'm lucky to meet you!" Captain Huang bowed his fists, but did not use military salute. When he came to the master's sect, he had to follow the rules of the master. Here he was just his apprentice of his master.

"Go to my junior brother. I will teach these junior brothers to practice martial arts and I won't accompany you. If I don't leave tonight, my senior brothers will have a good meal." The fourth senior brother suddenly became friendly, which was the feelings that the teacher's friendship could not help.

"Senior brother is busy, I won't go back tonight if I'm drunk." Captain Huang bowed and waved his hand to let the soldiers under his command continue moving forward.

Maodan followed Master Wu and stood on a long bench in Chenghuang Temple on a horse stance. Once he had to squat on horse stance for half an hour before he could get down to move his muscles and bones and then continue. It was his job of burning tea and pouring water for his master.

There is always a bonfire in the City God Temple, and a kettle is hung on it! I don’t know how long it has been used for this kettle, but thick dirt has accumulated on it. I can’t tell whether the kettle is copper or iron after looking at it.

Master Wu seemed to be very idle. In a day, except for strolling around his disciples, the rest was to smoke a few bags of cigarettes, drink a few cups of tea, and then close his eyes to rest. Sometimes he would find a few pieces of sweet potatoes to squat by the bonfire and cook them. After the roast, he would hand one of the hair eggs, but he would also have to eat them with a horse stance when eating sweet potatoes.

At this moment, Master Wu was holding a dead branch and was squatting by the bonfire, fiddling with the burning chopping material! It seemed that the sweet potatoes in the chopping material were almost burned, and the fragrance had already overflowed.

"Stop!" Commander Huang ordered the soldiers to stop. He looked at the familiar figure in the City God Temple! His eyes suddenly walked over wet, and he did not shout out the word "Master" to his mouth.

When he approached his master, he recalled the days of practicing martial arts in his mind.

"Little guy, I haven't eaten anything in a day! Can you give me the sweet potatoes in your hand?"

That day, the north wind was blowing, and the people in the northwest were in dire straits and warlords were rampant everywhere! No one in the village had any extra food.

It was just on that day when I was playing at the entrance of the village. The sweet potatoes in my hand were his only food.

"I'll be hungry if I give you sweet potatoes! My family is poor, and my grandfather hangs me last night to leave food for a person. This is a fatal food, why give it to you??" The young Captain Huang asked reluctantly.

"You gave me this sweet potato, and I will teach you the ability when I eat it. Give me the food you saved, and I will have this year. When you learn the skills, you will never be able to eat or drink in your life.

I don’t care whether you are a soldier in a war or a robber or a bandit with your ability! But if you oppress the people, I will come over and clean up the door when I know." Wu Youde said with a smile.

"I can really have enough food and drink in the future?" In order to have enough food and food, the young Captain Huang wrote.

"If you want to have enough food in this world, you have to have the ability to have the power to have the master. Master knows how to fight for food. Whether you want to fight for food depends on your courage. Will you give me these sweet potatoes?" Wu Youde asked.

"Okay! I'll give you food." The young Captain Huang wrote.

Recalling the past in my mind, the encounter with my master made me who I am today! Captain Huang exhaled and stepped into the Temple of the City God, and immediately fell down and shouted: "Master! The little guy is here to see you."

"I know you are coming! Master hasn't seen you for so many years. Back then, that little guy gritted his teeth and wanted to learn skills to earn a bite of food. He said: "If you don't go to this world, you will die. I'm not afraid of how hard it is. Master still remembers it now.

Get up, Master roasted sweet potatoes! We will eat warm-hearted with your junior brother." Master Wu fiddled with the fire, pulled out the several pieces of sweet potatoes, and handed them to Captain Huang.
Chapter completed!