Cultivation of Immortals Begins with Drilling Wood To Make Fire

Having said this, the woodcutter was startled.

He quickly raised his head and fixed his eyes on the person who saved him in front of him. Although the other person's clothes were made of rough linen, he was quite tall, handsome and handsome, with extraordinary temperament, unlike ordinary people.

The woodcutter had a sudden shock in his heart. Could it be that he met a fairy?

Hearing the woodcutter's exclamation, Fang Chang said:

"So it's called Xianqi Cliff? Good name! Why has no one dared to go up there?"

The woodcutter hurriedly explained, "According to legend, there are immortals living on the cliff, so no one dares to go up the cliff, for fear of disturbing the immortals above and causing disaster."

Hearing this, Fang Chang nodded, but he was sure that he was the only one living on Xianqi Cliff, at least for now.

The woodcutter on the ground took a deep breath and asked cautiously, "Are you... a fairy?"

Fang Chang smiled and replied: "It's just a practitioner." Seeing that the woodcutter dared not speak immediately, he smiled and said: "Get up quickly if you feel all right, the ground is cold."

The woodcutter was a little submissive: "Okay, Master Fang."

Without refusing, it was regarded as acquiescing to the title. Fang Chang stretched out his hand to lift the woodcutter from the ground, and then he asked, "What's your name?"

The woodcutter saluted respectfully and said, "The young one is called Lin Hai. It was started by someone who is literate and learned in the village."

Yun Zhongshan is located inland, thousands of miles away from the sea. Although the woodcutter is named Lin Hai, neither he nor his parents, grandparents, or the person who named him has ever seen what the sea looks like. .

Seeing that Lin Hai was fine, Fang Chang lifted the basket behind his back, said goodbye and prepared to leave.

My new house has not been roofed yet.

The woodcutter behind him gritted his teeth, stepped forward and bowed, and called Fang Chang: "Fang Xianchang, I...I want to ask you something."

"oh?"

Fang Chang's heart moved, he roughly knew what the other party wanted, and turned to look at the woodcutter Lin Hai.

"The villain's friend is still seriously ill, but there is a shortage of medicines in the remote countryside, and they are in danger. I don't know if Fang Xianchang has seen those medicines? The little one is willing to be a cow and a horse, and let him be driven." After finishing speaking, he bowed again.

"Do you still remember the name, appearance and growth place of those medicines?"

"Of course, I don't dare to forget. I just found a plant of Ophiopogon japonicus on the slope, and now I still need four herbs." Then Lin Hai mentioned the appearance, common locations, and names of the missing herbs one by one, for fear that they would not be detailed enough.

After listening, Fang Chang looked at the woodcutter Lin Hai's confused eyes and said to the nearby tree: "Brother Monkey, can you help me?"

Lin Hai was surprised to see a little white fluffy monkey drilled out of the dense tree canopy next to it, nodded at the two of them, then quickly turned around and ran to the top of the mountain to disappear.

It can actually drive the monkey monster!

This completely confirmed Lin Hai's perception that the "Fang Immortal" opposite him was a true immortal. So he was even more respectful to Fang Chang, and directly asked if there was anything that needed to be encouraged.

Fang Chang shook his head, and said to the woodcutter: "No, if you want to repay, come and do me a favor, and we'll settle it." He lifted the basket behind his back and walked towards the bamboo forest.

Lin Hai, the woodcutter behind, quickly picked up firewood and an ax from the ground, tied them hastily with a rope and put them on his back, and followed quickly.

As Fang Chang moved forward, Lin Hai was quite disturbed.

I don't know where the Immortal Fang who saved him just now will take him?

Fortunately, it was the direction down the mountain, which made him calm down a bit.

He peeked at Fang Chang, and saw that Fang Chang was walking on the rugged mountain like walking on flat ground, and was more flexible than himself, a person who lived in the mountains all year round. He couldn't help being afraid of being left behind, so he abandoned his inner distractions and followed up with all his strength.

"here."

Fang Chang took out the stone ax from the basket on his back, and said to the woodcutter following behind.

The bamboo forest is lush and green, overlapping, and the thick or thin bamboos are straight and straight. The bamboo branches and leaves above are thickly interspersed together. The mountain wind blows through, like a green sea with undulating waves.

"Help me chop bamboo." He said to Lin Hai.

Then Fang Chang stepped forward with a stone axe, selected a thick long bamboo, and chopped obliquely at its root.

Lin Hai was inexplicably surprised when he saw that this "Fang Immortal" was actually using a stone axe.

The figure paused, and the woodcutter walked up, holding his iron ax in both hands, and the other party said, "Immortal Chief, do you use this? It has been with me for many years, and it is very easy to use. It was polished before leaving."

"No, just cut it off."

Lin Hai didn't dare to say much, he stepped back and chose a tall and straight bamboo to chop.

All of a sudden, there was a terrible sound of an ax being chopped on the bamboo in this bamboo forest, which made a bamboo spirit in the depths of the bamboo forest tremble.

It tried its best to lower itself and reduce its sense of existence in this bamboo forest, for fear of being picked and cut off by two people in the distance.

It's terrible, it's terrible...

The bamboo spirit curled up, its taller body than usual bamboo became curved.

For Fang Chang, picking bamboo is much faster and more convenient than cutting trees. Instead of asking Lin Hai to trim the bamboo branches, he just led the woodcutter to chop down dozens of big bamboos and pile them together.

Chirp - chirp -

Fang Chang turned his head and saw that the white-haired monkey had returned. He said to the woodcutter beside him, "Stop, brother Lin."

Hearing this, Lin Hai immediately retracted the ax and stood aside.

The monkey kept its tail in balance during the rapid movement, and jumped from a distance with three paws, while the remaining paw was holding Zhang Kuoye. Seeing the monkey running in front of him, Fang Chang cupped his hands: "Thank you, Brother Monkey, I wonder if there will be any gains?"

In the expectant eyes of the woodcutter, the monkey opened the leaf in his hand, and there were a dozen or so medicinal herbs inside.

After simply judging the type, Lin Hai was overjoyed.

He was so excited that he wanted to kneel on the ground, and saluted Fang Chang and the monkey: "Thank you Fang Chang, thank you Monkey Fairy!" Before his knees could touch the ground, he was forced to stand up.

"There is no need to be too polite, since the medicinal herbs are suitable, take these back to treat your friends."

Lin Hai stepped forward respectfully, took the herb from the monkey, and carefully put it into the cloth bag in his arms. In the cloth bag was the Ophiopogon japonicus that he picked from the steep slope before. After wrapping the cloth, Lin Hai was also in a hurry to go back, so he raised his forehead with both hands, and bowed deeply to Fang Chang: "Thank you Fang Xianchang for donating the medicine. The villain hopes to present this ax for your convenience."

After finishing speaking, the woodcutter took the iron ax in his hands with both hands.

Fang Chang waved his hand again, and said with a smile: "No need to do this, this is my practice, you have paid back just now, you don't owe me anything."

Woodcutter Lin Hai admired him even more.

Noble style, this is the demeanor of a real fairy, far from the kind in the bedtime stories when I was a child.

And the favor of donating medicine just now can be offset by simply chopping a dozen bamboos. It must be that Fang Xianchang took care of his mortal feelings and didn't want to let himself bear the burden.

Although Fang Xianchang said so, he must not forget this kind of kindness.

When their parents were alive, they kept teaching themselves that kindness should be repaid, and now Xianzhang Fang saved himself and his friends at the same time. If there is a chance, he will definitely go through fire and water for Xianzhang Fang.

Woodcutter Lin Hai's rich mental activities did not show on his face.

He bid farewell to Fang Chang, took his human yellow dog and hurried down the mountain.

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