Beichen Sword Sect's Headmaster's Secret Records

Chapter 78 Cutting Wood
So Tiedan and Tang Tong began their days of chopping firewood at the foot of the mountain.

Just as Tang Tong said, chopping wood is not simply “cutting down trees——!”.

As for that kind of ordinary firewood, local wealthy families in Qianzhou like the Tang family would take the initiative to collect it and offer it up the mountain, so there was no need for them to go and collect it.

What the Sword Sect boy has to do is to wander around the mountains and, relying on his own immortal fate and eyesight, collect all kinds of Ganoderma lucidum fruits that mortals have no chance of seeing at the foot of the mountain. This is considered the sect's most low-level resource collection task.

Please explain it more clearly.

This means that you take your own immortal fate, luck, and the natural resources and treasures you have gained through experience and hand them all over to the sect.

Pay tuition fees.

Tiedan also understood.

This is the way the world is, the strong bully the weak. Even if it is your opportunity, you have to hand it over, calling it a contribution to the sect or a fair exchange of magical skills and weapons.

Bullshit! To put it bluntly, it’s just those old dogs who have turned into gods. Those junks are just for nothing in exchange for your immortal fate!
If you want to get something, you have to pay for it. No one will be nice to you for no reason.

Those who are willing to treat you well without asking for anything in return are already dead.

"Help! Help! Help!"

Hearing the screams of the man named Tang, Tiedan sighed and followed the direction of the sound, only to see that the guy was chased into a tree by a wild boar.

Originally, the division of labor between the two was that Tiedan chopped firewood in front and Tang Tong followed behind to pick it up.

But what can I say? Although Jiuyin Mountain is high above, most of the monsters from all directions have been scared away, and no one who wants to die dares to stay here to be used as firewood.

But after all, this is deep in the mountains and forests, and there are still many animals such as jackals, tigers, leopards, mountain bears and wild boars.

Just now, a pig appeared from some grass nest and chased Tang Tong up the tree.

"Zhi!"

“Mmm——!”

The wild boar's skin was shredded by the sword energy, and it screamed and escaped, dragging its intestines.

Seeing that the pig was bleeding heavily, Tiedan was in no hurry to chase it. He just looked up at Tang Tong.
"Is this how you chopped wood before?"

Tang climbed down the tree with a red face.

"He and the others are all descendants of aristocratic families, and they have magic weapons to protect themselves. I have nothing, so I can only follow..."

Tiedan just looked at him.
"Now I know they are from a powerful family."

Tang Tong was also choked and speechless.

Tiedan didn't let him go.
"You have also established your foundation, why don't you use sword energy?"

Tang Tong curled his lips.

"I'm not a sword boy. The sword energy is much more dangerous than a wild boar..."

Since that was the case, Tiedan was too lazy to pay attention to him and pointed at the bloodstain.
"You follow and drag the pig back to the temple. Give me the token and I'll go around again."

Tang Tong would naturally not refuse. After all, after only chopping wood for a day, he could tell that this guy from outside the mountain was a little crazy, but he was able to chop wood with one hundred people, and his efficiency was much higher than before. It's just...

"Can you find the way? Don't get lost."

Tiedan's face turned black.
"Stop talking nonsense. Light up the talisman and I will find it myself."

Tang Tong, "Okay, I'll just leave some more marks."

So without having to carry a burden with him, Tiedan doubled the range of his search. He held the Qingshuang Sword and slaughtered in the mountains, slashing the nameless karma that was pent up in his heart onto the heads of those mountain goblins and monsters.

I have a lot of skills, but I can't find anywhere to vent my anger. There is nothing more frustrating in the world than this.

Demon Palace, Demon Cult, Jade Purity Dao

Dui Kingdom, Kun Kingdom, Six Gates

Benshan, Zhengyao, Eleven Stars

Who is it, who is it, who is it...

"biaji"

The sticky fish fin with a fishy smell slapped Tiedan's face.

Tiedan also looked at me sideways.

"So what?"

Kun pointed his fin towards the deep mountains and forests.

Tiedan frowned and looked in that direction, then sensed the talisman fire behind him.

This guy jumped out, most likely because of luck, but...

Kun insisted, bulging his eyes and staring at Tiedan.

Tiedan really can't glare at it, fish don't have eyelids...

However, considering that Kun seemed to have not cheated him yet, Tiedan still left a mark on the road and then searched in the direction of the fish fin.

Fortunately, the place Kun pointed to was not far away, and it was there in just two steps. Maybe this guy was just too lazy and would only come out when he was close enough...

In short, this is a cliff waterfall. Clear spring water pours down from the top of the mountain like a flying silk, forming a deep pool on the ground.

Kun jumped in with a plop and finally did what a normal fish would do.

Tiedan followed closely, leaping into the pool, using the water control method to swim with Kun for a while, and then entered the tunnel under the waterfall, swam along the stone cave for a while, and emerged from the cave in the inner mountain. The cave was pitch black, but there was a clear spring of spiritual energy here, and it seemed to be a natural spiritual vein. However, because the spiritual vein was blocked by a hole dug in a whole piece of granite, it was too thick to completely isolate the detection of spiritual consciousness, and ordinary people could not detect it at all when wandering outside.

So Tiedan took out the precious pearl and threw it directly into the pond.

The gem was bathed in spiritual energy and immediately emitted a blue light. The entire pool was glowing and the gem-like blue light flickered, illuminating the scene inside the cave.

So Tiedan turned his head and saw a bunch of dead bones sitting cross-legged on the shore, looking at the lake and staring at him.

But it’s okay, they’re just dead bones.

These days, the dead are much better than the living...

Then Kun emerged from the skull's eye socket and waved. It seemed that this opportunity was his.

Tiedan climbed ashore and took a closer look in the clear light of the pond.

Uh-huh???

Tiedan was surprised.

This guy is from the Sword Sect.

Really, it was from the Sword Sect. Not only was he wearing the Sword Sect's green robe, but his skeleton was also covered in dust. But after being rubbed by Kun's belly, it turned out to be shiny and fine!

Wow! It has been refined into gold and iron!

You are also a Shengang Sword Bone!

Kun gave a look, indicating that he hadn't thanked him yet.

Tiedan really has to thank it, this divine bone is his chance to forge a sword embryo!
To forge the Taibai Sword Embryo, what could be better than the bones of our sect's Sword Master Senior...

Yes, that's right, the Sword Master! This guy has already become a god! This is the remains of the sword bone of the Sword Master who has become a god!

What? How did he know it was a deity? Then he wrote it himself...

Following the blue light reflected by the pond water, Tiedan looked at the sharp handwriting on the granite above his head, which looked as if it was carved by a knife or a sword.

Well, to put it simply, this old man claimed to be the Lord of Yuheng Peak, and fought with swords to compete for the position of the head of the Sword Sect. However, the Lord of Tianshu Peak was a bastard, despicable and shameless, insidious and deceitful, who stole his flying sword and broke his legs... Hmm?

Tiedan quickly lifted up the man's robe and saw that it was true. He had been sitting cross-legged and hadn't noticed that his leg was broken. It wasn't at the knee level, but at the hip level. The broken part was very flat. With one cut of the sword, only half of it was left!

But half is enough...

So Tiedan continued watching.

Anyway, that bastard Tianshuzi, out of his shamelessness, cheated him and took away his position as the peak master, cut off his support, and left him alone in this secret realm of the sect to suffer, and often sent assassins to assassinate him. But fortunately, he had many years of sword fighting and was experienced, even if his hands and feet were broken... huh? ? ?

Tiedan quickly picked up the other person's hands from his robe and took a look. Oh my god, it was true. The left hand was gone at the shoulder and the right arm was cut off at the elbow. However, it was obvious that they were old injuries and the hip was not cut by the same person.

There’s only a quarter left!

But a quarter of it is enough to forge a sword...

No... You broke both your hands, and you still want to compete with others for the position of the head sword master? And your hands and feet are broken, how did you get here? And how did you carve these words? Blow with your mouth? ?

So Tiedan continued watching.

In short, although the master of Yuheng Peak had all his hands and feet broken, fortunately he had extremely rich combat experience and a very strong fighting will, so he had already cultivated a set of unique skills that could kill the enemy without using hands or feet, and even without using a flying sword!

This was a heavy blow to the insidious, mean, and shameless Tianshuzi. Therefore, the other party did not dare to appear in front of him from beginning to end, and could only design a plan to imprison him here, wasting his life until he died, and his life span was coming to an end. When the five decays of heaven and man are exhausted, the oil and lamp are exhausted, and he sits and dies.

But Yuhengzi was unwilling to give up. It was not that he could not kill that bastard Tianshu, but he was reluctant to let such a magical killing move be lost and could not be passed on to the disciples of the Sword Sect.

Therefore, in order to prevent this unique skill from being lost, he decided to pass it on to someone who was destined to do so. As long as you point your finger at the sky and curse three times, "Tianshuzi, bastard", you can learn his unique skills.

If you don't want to scold, it doesn't matter. But this trick is really powerful. He can't be the only one to know it. It's good if he can pass it on.

Tiedan stroked the words engraved on the stone wall, and for a moment he was in a trance. He could actually feel from these sword marks how unwilling, discouraged, and reluctant the sword sect master was in his heart.

Such a good man cannot die dignifiedly by the sword.

It's so frustrating...

Although Tiedan didn't know who Tianshuzi was, or which generation of the head of Benshan he was. But...

You beat a man with both hands broken, and yet you still try to steal the sword?
There's only a quarter of it left, and you're still not brave enough to give him a quick death?
Do you have any shame?
Is this also considered the head of the Sword Sect?
That's it?

So why not curse a few times? What's wrong with that? Why not do it?
"Tianshuzi! Bastard!"

"Tianshuzi! Bastard!"

"Tian! Shu! Zi!"

"Son of a bitch!"

"Bang!!"

As Tiedan's voice echoed in the rock walls of the mountain, a thunder suddenly sounded from outside the mountain, shaking the earth and the mountain ridges. In the rock cave, there was a sound like the sound of a bell striking iron.

Then, in a sudden and chaotic manner, as if startled by a thunderous roar, the stalactites on the rock wall cracked and shattered, revealing the densely packed and detailed sword techniques hidden under the first layer of engravings.

Looking closely, it actually seemed like a heavenly book hidden in jade, with many tiny golden characters. I don't know what method was used to carve them into the stone, but they were actually activated by this thunder.

So at this moment, those small characters flew in front of Tiedan's eyes and automatically turned into a meridian map to transmit power. The deep sword marks on the rocks were coordinated with the human-shaped meridians that transmitted power. Every stroke was the essence of a set of killing sword moves.

Tiedan looked at the stone wall where the martial arts skills were passed down, memorized the sword technique in his heart, then reached out his hand, wiped away the last layer of lime stalactites, revealing the true name of this magical skill.

Red Vein Boy Sword

(End of this chapter)