I began to understand the myriad things by chopping wood

Chapter 18 Sect Master
Xie Yuan thought of the tree where the tiger slept.

At first glance, it seems to be several people thick enough to hug, and it stands tall like a canopy, covering half of the open space. It is still fresh and green even in winter.

Even though I couldn't recognize it, I knew it must be a good tree species. If I cut it down, how strong a fire would it take?

No, it would be a waste to burn the wood. The wood looks like the best. We can make a lot of money by pulling it out and making furniture for the masters in the city!

Unfortunately, the tree was too big, and Xie Yuan had no confidence that he could cut it down. Even if he could cut it down, he couldn't move it out... and it would be a pity to cut down such a spiritual tree.

If I remember correctly, on the way to hunt tigers I saw several camphor trees and yellow nan trees, both of which are good materials for making furniture. They are around the open space and can be cleaned up and sold for a lot of money.

In the past, he might not have been able to recognize them, but after advancing in chopping wood, his ability to recognize trees has been enhanced, and he also knows how to chop without damaging the axe or destroying the tree.

"I've been in the most critical stage of martial arts training these past few days, so I haven't had time to chop wood... After this busy period, I'll find a way to get those trees out. They're all worth money!"

Chopping wood is his main means of making money now, so he can’t give it up;
Besides, the advancement in chopping wood has given him extremely powerful abilities, and now he can still grow, so he must not give up!
It’s just that 10,000 points is a bit long... But the first two times gave him surprises, and I don’t know what I’ll get next time?
Take your time.

Xie Yuan was full of anticipation, and when he returned home, he practiced kung fu even more.

The next day when they went to Tieyimen again, Xie Yuan's standing practice became even more proficient, winning praise from Huo Da and Cao Shan.

Apart from Tao Jie Lin, the other three classmates of the same period could not help but come forward to talk to him, and showed their goodwill in a rather awkward way.

Xie Yuan treated everyone equally and answered any questions he had.

This does not involve competition. We are classmates and it is fate. We will help each other if we can. However, he has only practiced for two days. To be honest, he has no great experience. It all depends on his talent and understanding.

Even in the training grounds of the old disciples, it was heard that there was one person who was good at training among these people.

Everyone felt that Xie Yuan had a good chance of becoming a core disciple.

"Perform well tomorrow and try to be as good as me. Then we can be true brothers!"

Before leaving, Cao Shan patted Xie Yuan on the shoulder and said with a smile.

Xie Yuan said politely:
"That would be my honor."

He specially bought some braised beef and asked Sister Lanhua to steam some more rice when he got home. Xie Yuan ate his fill and recharged his energy.

If I could really become a core disciple, I could practice faster and save a lot of money...

After waking up, Xie Yuan refreshed himself and came to the Iron Armor Gate.

Today, all five of them were particularly solemn.

After three days of initial training, this was the first time I met the sect leader, Monk Liu, and showed him my results.

No one knows the real name of Liu Heshang, the leader of the Tieyi Sect, but everyone calls him that. Because of his skills in martial arts, he was nicknamed "Iron Monk".

When Xie Yuan and the other four stood still facing the morning light, Monk Liu, whose hair was only an inch long with stubble, appeared in front of them.

It is different from what people imagine. One would think that the leader of this kind of horizontal kung fu would be a burly man with a lot of flesh on his body, and he would look intimidating without even showing anger.

As it turned out, Monk Liu was short and fat, with a kind face and eyes narrowed into slits. He looked more like a businessman than a martial artist, and had a bit of the Maitreya Buddha in him.

"Welcome, newcomers."

Monk Liu smiled:
"I've been busy these days and haven't had time to take you with me. Come on, show me some tricks and let me see how your senior brother teaches you."

Xie Yuan and the others felt that the sect leader was easy to talk to, and the pressure was unconsciously reduced, so they started to act quite relaxed.

[Iron Shirt·Beginner: (72/100)]

Xie Yuan looked at the words in front of him. In one or two days at most, he would be able to truly enter the door and sense the so-called Qi, right?
He bent his waist and squatted, demonstrating together with four other people of the same period.

The gap was immediately apparent.

Among the other four, Tao Jie Lin, who was the best trained, could only complete the first five sets of standing exercises relatively smoothly, and he stumbled on the last set and could only be considered to have completed it with difficulty.

As for the other three, the best one had mastered three or four sets, but the worst one hadn't even mastered the second set. He stood there with a red face, like a student who was asked a question but couldn't answer it, in a dilemma.

But in fact, not many people paid attention to him. Monk Liu, Huo Da and even other disciples in the martial arts arena all stared at Xie Yuan.

Xie Yuan looked like an old disciple who had just started practicing for a few months. He switched between the six sets of standing meditation in a very methodical and standard manner, without any of the awkwardness and lag of a beginner.

It can only be said that he is not perfect enough, but registered disciples are not required to have a thorough understanding of the subject. Many of them are not as good as Xie Yuan is now, and they are a little ashamed at this moment.

"A talented guy... I'm so envious. Looks like he's going to be a core disciple."

Someone whispered under the tree, and the rich second-generation Xu Yang heard it, snorted softly, and stared at Xie Yuan up and down.

When Xie Yuan finished, Monk Liu laughed:
"Good, very good, you five have all practiced well!
"There are a few problems. It's normal for a newbie. Let me explain them to you...

"Shoulders should be heavy and broad, horse stance should be hard and solid... Your hands should be lower, yes..."

He explained a few words to the five people one by one, and finally smiled:
"Young men, work hard. After you get started, you can try the medicinal soup and bath. I guarantee that you will make rapid progress!"

After saying that, he left.

Is this over?

Everyone looked puzzled, looking at Monk Liu's back and then at Xie Yuan.

Logically, shouldn't we accept core disciples at this time?

Seeing how he practiced, I thought it was a done deal!
In the silence, Xu Yang sneered, seemed quite satisfied, and turned back to practice.

Huo Da frowned slightly and quickly followed Monk Liu:

"Master, I think Xie Yuan is a promising young man. Do you think there is something wrong with him?"

Monk Liu put his hands behind his back, his smile faded a lot, and he nodded calmly:

"You are indeed quite smart. You have only practiced for three days and are already like this. You are much better than your stupid brain."

Huoda looked embarrassed and scratched his head:
"Back then, my disciples were indeed a little slow in getting started..."

"You're a little slow, aren't you? At this point, you can only be a registered disciple! And you have to pay extra money!"

Monk Liu pouted:
"You are just begging for mercy and insisting on kneeling at my door. I just came here and saw that you are hardworking and motivated, and I took you in because I needed someone to serve you tea and water. But look at what you have learned in these years. Alas!"

Huoda had a simple and honest look on his face and just smiled foolishly.

In fact, he is very famous in Panlong Town for his kung fu skills. For a young martial artist, he is definitely not bad.

It’s just that the master always talks about him, so as a disciple, I just have to endure it.

"Then Master, why don't you accept him as a core disciple?"

Monk Liu looked impatient:

"I say you are stupid, and you really are. Why don't you accept him... Don't you understand this?"

(End of this chapter)