I began to understand the myriad things by chopping wood

Yunzhou is far away in the northwest border, thousands of miles away from the heart of the Central Plains where Xie Yuan is located.

Although he was very fast, it still took him two days and nights to escape even if he traveled day and night.

What's more, the journey involves crossing thousands of miles of mountains and rivers. Even though Xie Yuan is high in the sky, his eyesight is strong and his spiritual awareness is extremely sharp.

There were always some things that caught his eye and forced him to stop for a moment.

The situation is changing from heaven to earth, and no one can escape it.

Whether it is natural disasters or the current situation, many people can no longer survive.

The court was busy dealing with the aristocratic families and neglected disaster relief, which made the situation worse.

In times of chaos, the first obvious thing is that refugees and bandits pop up like mushrooms after a rain and are everywhere.

Xie Yuan had dealt with bandits for a long time when he was at the Longteng Escort Agency and knew their habits.

In fact, there are many kinds of bandits. Some are almost starving to death and cannot go up the mountain. Some are cunning and lazy and take the opportunity to become bandits. Some are deceived by people around them and go up with the flow. There are also big thieves and bandits who take the opportunity to gather together.

There are many kinds of people in the world, and there are many kinds of bandits. Xie Yuan has seen a lot of them.

But this time something is different.

Although the bandits who showed up this time still had different personalities, their methods were all ruthless and brutal.

Maybe those who just went up the mountain still had a little conscience, but most of them turned into bloody bandits who killed people without blinking an eye after one or two times.

Xie Yuan had passed through many places and eliminated many bandits, but he found that they were all like this, completely different from the bandits he had seen before.

It seems that everyone is tainted with a violent nature, and often becomes blood-thirsty.

Even ordinary people have become more suspicious, panicky and restless.

The catastrophe has affected the entire human world. Not only has the chaos of time naturally brought about panic and unknown terror, but the atmosphere between heaven and earth has also been subtly changing.

Many people have noticed that this is not an ordinary unrest, but they are powerless to change it.

A village on a hillside near the water.

A group of bandits armed with knives and sticks have rushed in here, looting and setting fire to houses.

The young and strong men in the village were fighting hard. They were holding hoes and dung forks, and fighting desperately with many bandits on the opposite side who were also holding hoes and dung forks and had red eyes.

Many people even recognized that the skinny thief seemed to be someone from the next mountain or village.

I heard a few days ago that life over there is difficult, and today I saw them coming to borrow food.

If it were just these same villagers who turned into bandits, it would not be impossible to resist them, but the knives-wielding strong men who led the group were obviously different from the others. They could often chop a person and his hoe in two with one strike of their sword, and the situation soon became one-sided.

The young and strong men were unable to resist, the village chief was hacked to death with a single blow, and half of the village had fallen.

The cries of women and children began to resound through the sky, and black smoke rose into the sky. It was another hell on earth.

"Oh God... please come and save us."

Some villagers thought in despair.

In front of him was a blood-thirsty bandit who was approaching him step by step with a machete in hand, while he was leaning against the earth wall and could retreat if he wanted.

The bandit walked up to him and raised the machete high. The tip of the knife was red, and it was unclear whether it was fire or blood.

Suddenly, the bandit paused, and his head suddenly flew up into the sky. The headless body stood for a while before slowly falling down.

The villagers stared at the scene in a daze, and were surprised to find that the shouting and screaming in the village seemed to have subsided.

He looked up and found a man and woman who looked like gods standing above the village, and the handsome man who looked like a banished immortal was putting away his sword.

Xie Yuan cut off the heads of all the bandits with one sword, glanced down and sighed slightly.

He had seen too many similar scenes along the way, and since he had seen it, he naturally couldn't just ignore it.

However, this naturally delayed his journey a little. Fortunately, he kept an eye on the True Shadow Candlestick and could feel that Wu Daoji's breath was still weak and there was no sign of rapid recovery.

But Xie Yuan still did not want to stay for long. After making sure that the bandit problem here had been eliminated, he turned around and was ready to escape without further delay.

"Thank you, Master!"

"Thank you, God!"

"May I ask the immortal's name? Bishui Village will definitely build a statue of the immortal and a temple for him, and offer sacrifices to him from generation to generation, with incense offerings never ending!"

The villagers who reacted quickly knelt down with gratitude on their faces and shouted loudly.

Xie Yuan remained silent and did not answer.

If the great catastrophe of heaven and earth is not harmonious, it is hard to say how many generations will remain in this world.

We need to go to Yunshan quickly to see if we can obtain the Black Book, and then search for the remaining pages.

According to Mu Chaoyun, if one can unify the nine pages of the Black Heavenly Book into one, improve one's strength, and comprehend the secrets of the Heavenly Dao, there may be a great hope of ending the catastrophe. At least one can understand the causes and consequences, what the catastrophe is, and be more targeted.

But even if everything goes well, success will not be achieved overnight.

Looking at the increasingly tense situation on this land, the court that is doing nothing, and the increasingly weird weather, no one knows whether Bishui Village and thousands of other villages can hold out until that moment.

Xie Yuan saw the gleam of hope in the eyes of the villagers who survived the disaster. He could not bear to watch any longer and left.

"Please teach me martial arts!"

Suddenly a loud voice rang out, penetrating the noise in the village.

Xie Yuan subconsciously turned his head to look, and saw a young man covered in blood, with clear eyes, kneeling on the ground, looking up at him with an eager expression.

The elders beside him were terrified when they heard this and quickly held him down:
"San Gouzi, what are you yelling for? Don't disturb the immortal!"

"Where are there immortals in this world? If there are immortals, why do we have to suffer like this?"

San Gouzi was held down by his elders, but he stiffened his neck:

"There are no gods in the world! But the storyteller said that there are martial arts masters whose methods are almost as good as those of gods!
"My benefactor must be such a martial arts master. I would like to ask him to teach me martial arts so that I can resist the bandits!"

Xie Yuan glanced at San Gouzi who was talking eloquently, his eyes flickering slightly.

Mu Chaoyun glanced at him from the side, raised his eyebrows slightly, and stood quietly behind Xie Yuan without saying a word.

Xie Yuan first waved his hand, and the villagers on the ground felt a stream of air coming, lifting them all up, so that they could no longer kneel.

The master's use of strength is indeed no different from that of a god to these ordinary people.

He looked down at San Gouzi and asked:

"You want to learn martial arts? Why should I teach you?"

"Because this way I can guard the village and protect everyone..."

"That's your reason, but why should I teach you?"

Xie Yuan interrupted him and looked at the young man quietly.

San Gouzi was stunned for a moment, lowered his head to think for a moment, then raised his head and said loudly:
"Because the benefactor is kind-hearted."

"Ok?"

Xie Yuan raised his eyebrows.

"If the benefactor was not a kind-hearted person, he would not help our village when he saw injustice."

"I just did it for fun, but it doesn't mean I want to teach you kung fu." "If you don't teach me martial arts, then all my efforts today will be in vain. The world is in chaos, with bandits everywhere. Once you leave, bandits will come again, and there are no martial artists in Bishui Village, so the end result will be the same."

The three dogs kowtowed several times:
"So I asked you to teach me martial arts so that I could cure the problem. As the old saying goes, it is better to teach a man how to fish than to give him a fish. You taught me kung fu, and that is what truly saved Bishui Village."

"Cure the root cause..."

Xie Yuan shook his head and looked at him:
"Have you ever been to school?"

"My father was a teacher in the village, but he died early, leaving behind only my widowed mother and me. I can't read or write."

San Gouzi answered honestly.

Xie Yuan was in a trance for a moment, then smiled and said:

"It's amazing that you understand so many things. Okay, if you convince me, I will teach you a few tricks."

There was some cunning in San Gouzi's words, but Xie Yuan didn't mind.

He was right. Once Xie Yuan left, the ending of Bishui Village would remain the same. But if I teach him a few tricks, maybe it would be useful.

Moreover, this person is capable of practicing martial arts. Xie Yuan could tell at a glance that he had a good physique, and his cleverness was even more evident during the conversation.

Xie Yuan fell to the ground, looking at the hatchet in San Gouzi's hand, and then at the bandit lying next to him. The blood on his body was not his own.

"I will teach you a sword technique called 'Running Wolf Sword Technique'. I will only teach you once."

He took the hatchet and began to demonstrate.

The surrounding villagers and San Gouzi were all excited to see that Xie Yuan was actually teaching martial arts. Seeing that he had no reservations, they all watched attentively.

Among them, San Gouzi watched the most attentively, and every move of Xie Yuan was reflected in his clear eyes.

After practicing the move, Xie Yuan returned the hatchet to San Gouzi:
"Remember?"

San Gouzi took the hatchet and nodded heavily:
"remember."

Xie Yuan was a little surprised when he heard this, and couldn't help but ask with interest:
"You come."

San Gouzi took a deep breath and started brandishing his sword.

He wielded a broken hatchet with great vigor and the sound of the blade whistling, as if in front of him were the bandits who had rushed in to slaughter the villagers.

Xie Yuan nodded repeatedly, feeling emotional:
"There is such a young man in the countryside. This improved version of the Wolf-Running Sword Technique is just right for him."

This Wolf Sword Technique is naturally not as simple as the version Xie Yuan first learned at the Longteng Escort Agency.

The Wolf-Running Sword Technique is not an entry-level sword technique. Xie Yuan has improved it to make it easier to master. Otherwise, a country boy who has never practiced martial arts will not be able to perform many of the moves no matter how talented he is.

However, this improved version becomes more advanced as you practice it later, and with just these few basic moves, you can strengthen your Qi and blood, and nourish your internal energy. The last move is even a killing move. It can be said to be a completely new sword technique that combines training with fighting and killing.

With these characteristics alone, this new Wolf Sword Technique can be considered a fourth or fifth level martial art in the Xie family arsenal.

It is certainly not easy to adapt a martial art. Even many masters simply follow the teachings of their predecessors and adapt them to their own needs.

However, considering Xie Yuan's current realm of cultivation and understanding of martial arts, especially since he had seen so many martial arts, the new sword techniques he casually modified were already quite extraordinary. They could even be used as the core skills of a large martial arts hall or a small sect. Naturally, they were very suitable for this village boy.

After the three dogs finished their training, Xie Yuan nodded:

"You've gotten the hang of it in just one try. You're really talented. Practice hard and don't forget why you practice martial arts."

San Gouzi's face turned red. He bent his knees and was about to kneel down and kowtow, but he found that there was a soft cushion under his legs and he could not kneel down.

He could only blush:
"Master, please let me thank you for your teaching!"

Xie Yuan just shook his head:

"We met by chance, so I will teach you a few tricks. I am not your master. However, I hope you will remember your original intention. If you gain anything, you should eliminate evil and help the weak."

Before he finished speaking, the man disappeared. The surrounding villagers were all stunned and started calling him a god again.

San Gouzi looked at the empty space in front of him. Although he had gained some skills, he felt a sense of loss.

He secretly clenched his fist and thought:

"Zhao Sanyi must practice martial arts well and live up to your trust!

"I hope that in the future... I can meet my benefactor again."

In the distant sky, Xie Yuan and Mu Chaoyun had turned into streams of light and flew westward.

"That young man is indeed talented and is brave enough to strive for it. It can be considered a fate."

Xie Yuan sighed:

"He is brave and resourceful. If he had more time, he could teach him a few more things. It's a pity that the current situation is such that he can't stop here. If it were really a prosperous time, he would have made a name for himself. Unfortunately... there have always been more geniuses than successful people. I hope he will have good luck."

Mu Chaoyun glanced at him and said softly:
"Have you thought about your past?"

Xie Yuan nodded:

"It's me, and my older brother. We were originally close people, but our endings were completely different... Hey, I'm not old yet, why am I nostalgic about the past?"

Mu Chaoyun pursed his lips:
"You're probably under a lot of pressure. We're tired from traveling, let's go down and take a rest."

Xie Yuan shook his head:
"It doesn't matter. Let's go to Yunshan earlier and get the items on Jianfeng earlier."

"I feel a little tired..."

Mu Chaoyun said softly.

Xie Yuan was shocked and said immediately:
"Okay! Let's take a break first."

He glanced around and saw a small wooden house in the mountains. It was already abandoned, so he and Mu Chaoyun went down.

After entering the cabin, Xie Yuan clapped his hands, and all the dust in the house was blown away by the wind, and the stuffy air became refreshed.

He looked at Mu Chaoyun, but saw her shaking her head:

"I'm fine. Let's take a nap for half the night and then we can set off."

Seeing that she looked fine, Xie Yuan nodded and said, "She was probably just tired."

"it is good."

The silver moon rises, and all is quiet in the desolate mountains. Moonlight shines through the window, casting a silvery glow.

Although Xie Yuan and Mu Chaoyun were already husband and wife, Xie Yuan was weighed down by the catastrophe that had finally arrived. Adding to that Mu Chaoyun was not feeling well, he naturally had no other thoughts and just closed his eyes and meditated.

Mu Chaoyun was not opposed to getting close to Xie Yuan, and was even quite happy about it. But she was a calm person, and was indifferent to this, so she would not take the initiative.

But today she was different. Seeing Xie Yuan meditating with his eyes closed, she moved slightly and leaned against Xie Yuan tenderly.

Xie Yuan opened his eyes, somewhat puzzled, and asked with concern:
"Are you feeling unwell... huh?"

He suddenly noticed Mu Chaoyun's unexpected actions.

Feeling her orchid-like yet moist and hot breath, looking at the surprising blush on her snow-white face, this extremely rare charm made Xie Yuan feel dizzy for a moment.

"Can you... hold me a little longer?"

Mu Chaoyun's eyes were blurred as he whispered in Xie Yuan's ear.

A high temperature quickly rose in the cabin, and suppressed gasps and groans floated in the moonlight.

It's like a dream. (End of this chapter)