Chapter 4194: The Woodcutter

Ling Han sighed, the higher the realm, the harder and slower this cultivation really is.

It took him a whole year and a half to build the real self of the Chaos God Thunder's mud tire, and this is only the initial stage of the real self, and there are still seven mud tires to be molded, which shows that it is difficult.

Even if everything goes as usual, it will take more than ten years to complete the cultivation of the true self in the early stage.

Long, really long.

"Without the tilt of top-level resources, it's really too difficult to practice." Ling Han shook his head, and such resources, even the Holy Land, can only be poured into one person.

It can be seen from the number of emperors.

"If I was still in Nine Suns Holy Land, I would definitely be able to get supplies from heaven, material and earth treasures from time to time, but now, even if Nine Suns Holy Land wants to give me something, I will not accept it. I have to completely cut off the relationship so as not to get involved killed them."

"Although the Nine Great Emperor Clan has withdrawn, they will definitely send people to look at the Nine Suns Holy Land to find any clues about me. If I contact the Nine Suns Holy Land, then the Nine Suns Holy Land will really be inseparable."

"Infiltrate into other holy places?"

Ling Han's eyes lit up, he didn't need to fully display his monstrosity, but even if he only showed 50% of it, it was enough to sweep away all Daoists, and it was very easy to win the position of Daoist.

However, how could a holy land easily accept a Daoist, and couldn't they check out the three generations?

"Go out for a stroll first." Ling Han came out with his hands behind his back. He has been in retreat for a year and a half, and he also needs to adjust his mood.

This is an idyllic place where everyone works in the fields, working at sunrise and resting at sunset, ordinary and fulfilling. There are mountains in the distance, but they are not high, and they are covered with green pine trees, stretching into stretches.

Ling Han came to the mountain on foot, and when his mind moved, he walked towards the mountain.

He didn't use his body skills, just walked step by step.

The principles of heaven and earth are sometimes hidden in the ordinary.

He had the memory of Patriarch Panshi, and this great emperor had attained the Tao through stubborn stones. His predecessor could be said to be ordinary and could no longer be ordinary, but he had walked out of a supreme way that the world admired.

Huh?

Ling Han suddenly heard a sound, turned his head and saw an old man felling wood, it was the ax that hit the tree, making a loud noise.

This is an ordinary old man, but his body is very strong, he is dressed in rough linen, his hands are full of calluses, his joints are protruding, he is obviously used to doing coolies.

However, Ling Han only took a few glances, but was deeply immersed in it.

The rhythm of the old man swinging the ax was very rhythmic, obviously he didn't use much power, but when he slashed down, this point was very well controlled, just enough to fully release the power, without any waste.

Moreover, as soon as the ax goes down, and then uses the elasticity of the tree body, it only needs a little force to bounce the ax back, which saves more power.

This is wisdom, shaped by countless years of logging experience.

Of course, it wasn't the logging technique that made Ling Han fall into deep trouble, but he unconsciously thought of fighting.

He is the strongest in the Yuan World, but after arriving in this big world, his previous fighting skills can no longer be effective, because the concept and method of fighting are completely different.

Now attracted by the old man's logging action, he unknowingly connected the two battles together.

He walked over and said with a smile: "Old man, can I chop for you for a while?"

"You?" The old man stopped, and his exhaled breath turned into white mist. It was still quite cold this season, but because of his hard work, his whole body seemed to be fished out of a steamer, all emitting heat.

"Okay?" He also smiled.

"Try." Ling Han nodded.

"Okay." The old man handed over the axe.

Ling Han swung the axe, swiped, and slashed over with the axe, as fast as lightning, a big tree was cut off by him immediately, and fell to the ground with a bang.

The old man showed a surprised expression, and said, "Young man, what strength you have!"

Ling Han was embarrassed, he didn't use his secret power, but he still cultivated his body, waved his hand,

The power is naturally used, even if it is just a little bit, how difficult is it to cut down an ordinary tree?

He smiled at the old man and started cutting again.

He mainly wants to experience the feeling of flowing clouds and flowing water, and finds it very inspiring, and the ultimate goal is to create his own Dharma.

Every patriarch will create his own Dharma, not after becoming enlightened, but before. On the contrary, the road to enlightenment is the process of perfecting their own Dharma.

Now, Ling Han has stepped into the realm of true self and started to practice the laws of heaven and earth, so he is qualified to create his own dharma.

Of course, this is not achieved overnight, so it needs to be realized.

His movements are becoming more and more fluid, requiring only the least amount of force to perform at his best.

The old man was resting on the side. He didn't think so at first, but when he looked at it, his eyes gradually brightened. Unfortunately, Ling Han was so focused that he didn't notice this.

After half a day, there was not a single big tree standing in the mountains.

Ling Han finally stopped, he returned the ax to the old man, and said: "Master, let me drag these trees home for you."

"No need." The old man shook his head, "This old man has been logging here for a hundred years, experiencing life, but was interrupted by you inadvertently. It is meaningless to stay here any longer."

what!

Ling Han gritted his teeth. Hearing the old man's tone, he unconsciously greeted someone. Maybe he met the great power of potential cultivation?

Because he couldn't see the strength of this old man at all, he should be an ordinary person, but that's exactly the case, if this old man is really a warrior, his strength is absolutely earth-shattering, so he can't hide it from his eyesight.

"Meeting is fate, sir, do you have a chance to give this junior?" Ling Han said immediately, anyway, he has a thick skin, such a good opportunity must not be missed.

The old man was taken aback, he didn't expect that Ling Han would dare to reach out to ask him for a chance, even if he had cultivated his mind over thousands of years, he was taken aback, then he laughed out loud.

"If the old man was tens of thousands of years younger, he might want to take you in as an apprentice. It's really rare to have such a high understanding!" He sighed, and with his eyesight, he could tell that Ling Han was about to walk out his own path. .

"It's a pity, the old man has already looked down on it, so I won't delay you, a young man."

"Go, if there is a destiny in the future, there will be a time to meet again."

After all, the old man tore it apart casually, and the space was forcibly broken by him, and he stepped out and disappeared immediately.

Damn, tearing open the void with bare hands, this is at least a leader-level powerhouse.

However, Ling Han has dealt with the Venerable Nine Mountains for so long, so he naturally has a lot of understanding of the Venerable, so he can be sure that even the Venerable can't show a little breath in front of him.

Saint, that old man is a saint!

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