Chapter 998: The remains of the murderous soldiers, meeting Guan Ping again

Seeing Chen Feng's serious expression, Chen Changsheng smiled and waved his hand to signal him to leave.

After Chen Feng left, Chen Changsheng lowered his head and looked at the bitter tea on the table.

Once upon a time, bitter tea was no longer bitter, but sweet.

But now, the tea is still the same tea, but it tastes bitter and hard to swallow.

What really changes is never the tea, but one's own heart.

Thinking of this, Chen Changsheng put away the teapot and murmured, "Scholar! Scholar!"

"You've completely ruined my can of tea, but it's okay. There are always more sweet things in life than tea."

......

back kitchen.

Following the path to the back kitchen, as soon as he entered the door, Chen Feng saw Guan Ping, who was covered in dust.

"Why are you here?"

Chen Feng asked subconsciously.

Seeing this, Guan Ping glanced at him and said, "If you can come, why can't I come?"

"Since you are here, don't just sit there and help chop wood."

“I’m so busy these days.”

As she spoke, Guan Ping pointed to a pile of wood in the corner.

Looking at the pile of wood, Chen Feng asked in confusion: "Have you been in the Taoist temple these days?"

"Yes!"

"After returning to the sect, my master went into seclusion. I had nowhere to go, so I had no choice but to come here."

"By the way, why did you come here alone? Didn't your cousin come?"

In response to Guan Ping's words, Chen Feng carried the wood to the middle of the yard and spoke.

"My cousin has returned to Danyu. It's boring for me to stay at home, so I came here to hang out."

"Is Brother Changsheng the only one in this Taoist temple?"

"Who said that there are two beautiful women in this Taoist temple?"

As soon as he finished speaking, two young women came in carrying vegetable baskets.

Looking closely, he saw that one of them was Shuiyue from the mermaid tribe, and the other woman was someone Chen Feng had never seen before.

"Here comes another freeloader. The master always likes to pick up those who do nothing."

Qian Ya complained unhappily, then handed the basket to Guan Ping and said.

"Hurry up and wash these vegetables. The master will have vegetarian meal in an hour."

"Since you have delayed the master's vegetarian meal, you two will have to starve."

After saying that, Qian Ya looked at Chen Feng carefully.

“It’s good to look at but useless!”

After leaving such a nonsensical comment, Qian Ya took Shuiyue away.

After the two left, Chen Feng asked curiously, "Who is this woman and why is she so arrogant?"

Hearing this, Guan Ping added firewood to the stove and said.

"Her name is Qian Ya. She is someone close to the master, and she is responsible for all the affairs of the gym."

"But don't take her words too seriously. Sister Qian is tough on the outside but soft on the inside. She always helps me at critical moments."

"help you with what?"

"Cooking!"

"If Sister Qian didn't help me, I would have gone hungry these days."

After receiving this answer, Chen Feng grinned and said, "Cooking is not difficult. I often cook for myself when I travel."

"Although we no longer need to eat at our level, we still want to satisfy our appetite sometimes."

"Qiang!"

The sword was unsheathed, and a beam of sword light directly struck the wood in the yard.

"clang!"

The sound of metal was heard, and the sword that Chen Feng swung out was bounced back.

The "wood" placed on the ground did not move at all, but the sword that had accompanied Chen Feng for many years had a crack on it.

Glancing at the stunned Chen Feng, Guan Ping said expressionlessly: "I told you to take it easy a long time ago, but you refused to listen."

"I don't know where the wood in the backyard came from. It is much harder than countless magical weapons. It is impervious to water and fire, and it is hard to be damaged by swords and knives."

"You'd be really great if you could split it."

Hearing this, Chen Feng noticed that the fire in front of Guan Ping was burning fiercely.

But the firewood inside was not damaged at all.

"Om~"

Suddenly, the wood emitted an inexplicable wave, the raging flame was extinguished instantly, and a cloud of black smoke came out.

Guan Ping's little face became even darker because of the black smoke.

Faced with such a situation, Chen Feng also realized that the thing in front of him was definitely not an ordinary item, so he immediately picked it up and observed it carefully.

"What kind of wood is this? Why have I never seen it before?"

"Also, I see traces of it being refined by someone. Where did these traces come from?"

"I don't know. I have looked up this kind of wood in many books, but I still can't find its origin."

"I only know that these woods have different characteristics. Some woods contain evil spirits, and you will get hurt if you are not careful."

"A murderous aura?"

"Yes," Guan Ping nodded, then pointed to a dark red piece of wood and said, "That kind of wood contains evil spirits."

"Be careful when you chop wood later."

Hearing this, Chen Feng reached out directly to the dark red wood.

To be on the safe side, Chen Feng also used his divine power to protect his body.

But when the protective divine power came into contact with the dark red wood, Chen Feng was suddenly frightened and took a few steps back.

"This is a broken and vicious soldier!"

"What evil soldier?"

Guan Ping asked subconsciously, and Chen Feng said with a serious expression.

"Fierce weapons refer to the weapons of fallen high-level monks. Because they are stained with the blood of high-level monks, these weapons are extremely fierce."

"If an ordinary cultivator touches it, he will be directly attacked by the evil spirit inside."

"This piece of wood was obviously removed from something, and although there is not much power left, they are still dangerous."

"Where did Brother Changsheng get these things?"

After taking a look at the red wood, Guan Ping lit the stove again and said.

"I don't know, but when I came to the kitchen, the wood was already here."

"Speaking of which, you, the children of aristocratic families, are more knowledgeable. Anyway, I didn't know what a vicious soldier was before."

After saying that, Guan Ping began to work hard to "make a fire".

Seeing that Guan Ping was unwilling to say more, Chen Feng had no choice but to suppress his doubts and start chopping wood.

......

Half an hour passed quickly.

There were already countless gaps on the sword in Chen Feng's hand. Guan Ping burned for a long time but still couldn't light the firewood.

At this time, Qian Ya walked in cursing.

"You two are a burden. You can't even chop wood or make a fire. I don't know what the use of you is."

Qian Ya used her right hand to pull Guan Ping, who was squatting in front of the stove, away, and snapped her fingers, and a wisp of flame flew directly in.

Strangely enough, the wood that Guan Ping had tried her best to light but couldn't, was now burning fiercely.

All the movements seemed ordinary to outsiders, but in the eyes of the two alchemy geniuses, Qian Ya's fire control technique was exquisite.

After successfully lighting the fire, Qian Ya pushed Chen Feng away and started chopping wood.

"brush!"

"Crack!"

The wood that was invulnerable to all weapons was split into two, and the terrifying broken weapon could not escape the axe in Qian Ya's hand.

In no time, the pile of firewood was chopped up.