After the practice the next morning, Liu Tianyue led Hu Qingpeng directly to the kitchen in the backyard. Seven or eight middle-aged men and women wearing servant costumes were busy preparing lunch. The stove was raging and the heat was steaming, and the room was filled with the fragrance of rice. Hu Qingpeng smelled the fragrance of the food, drooling, and there was a thunder in his lower abdomen.

Liu Tianyue frowned slightly and called out: "Zou Jing!"

"Hey, here we come!" A tall and mighty man with a whispered face came up, wiping the water droplets on his hands while walking. He was sweating profusely, with bronze skin exposed under his half-open clothes and rock-like muscles. His chest was covered with thick and curly hair, like a strong lion, showing extraordinary strength everywhere, and said with a smile: "Madam Liu, do you have any instructions?"

Hu Qingpeng heard his accent slightly curled, as if he was from the north. He thought that he would ask him to talk about the scenery and folk customs of the North and gain a better understanding. Didn’t Mr. Mo say that there must be a teacher in three people?

Liu Tianyue subconsciously glanced at the man's naked strong muscles, her heart pounded wildly, her face blushed, and forced herself to turn her head, stamp her feet and said angrily: "Zou Jing, how kind of manners are you like this? Put on your clothes quickly!"

Zou Jing hurriedly pulled the clothes and said with a smirk: "Madam, it's too hot here. We wear this way in our daily work, for convenience and coolness..."

Liu Tianyue's face flushed slightly, and she interrupted, "No need to explain!" She pushed Hu Qingpeng to him, "This is the newly accepted apprentice of Master Yin San. From today on, he will be able to do all the rough work such as chopping wood, carrying water, washing pots and washing dishes. Don't deliberately send some easy work for him because he is young and a disciple in the sect. I will come to inspect from time to time. If I see him being lazy, I will deduct half a month's salary!"

Monk Zou Jing and Zhang Er were confused. He had never seen Hengshan disciples sent to work in the kitchen and had to do heavy and tiring work. Isn’t this torture of children? She was talking slant? She glanced at Hu Qingpeng and wondered: "Madam, are you kidding? What can this thin and small child do? Besides, he came to practice martial arts as a disciple, not to learn to chop wood and boil water from me!"

Liu Tianyue frowned and said, "Just do what I told you, what are you talking about? I have a reason to do this, and you don't need to ask the bottom of it! This matter is settled!" He didn't allow him to ask questions again, and turned around and ran away in a hurry. The shameful scene just now could not be erased in her mind. She secretly touched her hot cheeks, and the resentment in her eyes became stronger.

Zou Jing patted Hu Qingpeng's head and asked curiously: "Little brother, you were sent to do the servant's work when you first arrived. Have you offended Mrs. Liu?"

Hu Qingpeng smiled bitterly and said, "Because I am a child from a poor family and I don't have money to respect my teachers, I have to work more and not eat and live for free and let people gossip."

Zou Jing disagreed: "How much silver can you spend a year with a child? Don't blame me for being too polite. You must have offended someone, so they found an excuse to send you to come here to suffer. There is no paradise in this world, and people's hearts are sinister. You have to be careful in the future! As the saying goes, "You must not have a heart to harm others, and you must be careful."

Hu Qingpeng couldn't help but feel suspicious. Could it be that there is something hidden here? Could it be that Zhao Qinghe is a traitor? He was born in the civilian class, without the arrogance of other senior brothers, modest and polite, and diligent, and soon gained the favor of everyone. There were nine people working as a handyman in the Hengshan Sect, five men and four women, headed by Zou Jing and his wife. Most of them escaped from war and war disasters and fled to the mountain to seek shelter. They were responsible for all the chores including washing and cooking, and were directly under the command and jurisdiction of Liu Tianyue. Zou Jing's wife Peng Yan'er was in her thirties, plump and tall, gentle and gentle, and was a perfect match for her husband.

Peng Yan'er liked Hu Qingpeng very much as soon as she saw him. He looked at his face carefully. He didn't know what happened. Tears appeared in his eyes and said to her husband: "Brother, if our child is here, it's probably so tall!"

Zou Jing frowned and said in a deep voice: "If you don't see what occasion it is, you're talking nonsense again! People outside are waiting for dinner, go to work!" Peng Yan'er was secretly shocked, and realized that she had lost her composure. She smiled gently at Hu Qingpeng and quickly turned around and left. Hu Qingpeng couldn't help but think of his mother, who was so kind and sour, her nose was so sore that she just wanted to cry.

After working hard for a long afternoon, Hu Qingpeng didn't even have time to breathe, and ran to practice martial arts with his senior brothers. Chen Qinghua smelled the odor on his body and subconsciously took two steps back, squirting gently in front of his nose, frowned and asked, "Junior brother, where did you go when you were having lunch? Why did you smell oil smoke?"

Hu Qingpeng scratched his head and said, "I went to the kitchen to work as a handyman at noon, so I smelled."

Chen Qinghua said in surprise: "Why do you want to do the servant's work? Did my mother arrange it? I'll go to her and ask why you are wronged alone!"

Hu Qingpeng hurriedly held her hand and said anxiously: "Senior sister, I'm voluntary. Don't go to the sixth uncle to argue with you! And I don't think this is wrong. Anyway, working more will not be exhausted." He was worried that after Chen Qinghua made a fuss, he would fall into a more difficult situation, and he would suffer more at that time. At present, he can only accept it and never give someone a handle. He should gain a foothold first.

Chen Qinghua grew up on the mountain and lived a life of clothes and food. He didn't know the sufferings of the world, so how could he understand Hu Qingpeng's embarrassment and worries? He thought this person was really strange. He kindly wanted to help him get out of the predicament, but he didn't appreciate it! The more he thought about it, he became more angry, and he stomped his feet and said, "It's your own business if you are willing to suffer, and I will never care about you anymore!" After that, he left.

Hu Qingpeng looked at her back, helpless and sad. He really didn't understand why she was so impatient. He was angry and did not give him a chance to explain further.

Zhao Qinghe laughed secretly, saying that if there was no junior sister blocking her, wouldn’t this poor boy let him knead and play with him like a clay man? He decided to increase the amount of training and to train Hu Qingpeng down. Hu Qingpeng accidentally saw his eyes, and even though the sun was hot and hot, he still couldn’t help but shivered.

When Hu Qingpeng dragged his extremely tired body into the kitchen, Peng Yan'er first came up to hug him and said with pain: "Oh my God, are they tortured on purpose? Brother, look at this child, you are so tired that you only breathe!" Everyone rushed up, expressing their concerns in a word. Hu Qingpeng was flattered for a moment, moved in his heart, and didn't know what to say.

Suddenly Zou Jing shouted, "Don't make a noise! ​​Go what you should do, otherwise you won't be able to start dinner!" He opened his palm-clad hand, lifted Hu Qingpeng easily, and walked to the open space behind the kitchen. Peng Yan'er chased her husband and asked, "Brother, what are you doing when you hold him? Don't use your hands too hard, be careful to hurt others."

Zou Jing put Hu Qingpeng down, pointed to the mountain of firewood piled up by the wall and said, "My wife has explained that no matter how tired you are, you will not be lazy. You will practice chopping firewood with me this afternoon!"

Hu Qingpeng was weak at this moment, and his right arm was so numb that he could hardly move due to his sword drawing. He stared at the thick and round wood, and his head became two big. With his arm strength at this time, he could not even lift an axe, so how could he have the strength to split the firewood? But if the task was not completed, once Zou Jing reported to Liu Tianyue truthfully, he might have the wrong end. He looked at Peng Yan'er with help, hoping that she could say a few good words to him.

Peng Yan'er's expression was a little strange. He gestured to him with his eyes to not worry, and said to her husband: "Brother, have you really decided to teach him?"

Zou Jing smiled slightly, showed a rare gentle expression, stretched out his ape's arms, hugged his wife's plump and soft waist, and sighed: "Yan'er, I know you have suffered for the years! It's rare that you like this child so much, so of course I have to strengthen his strength. I don't want to see you worry about him again."

Peng Yan'er was very moved, leaned gently on his chest and whispered: "Brother, thank you!" The two of them leaned against each other, and the afterglow of the setting sun shone down, and each other's hearts were filled with tenderness and sweetness.

Hu Qingpeng looked at their affectionate appearance, and although he didn't understand what the relationship between men and women was, he felt envious.

Zou Jing took his wife away, bent down to pick up a black axe on the ground, then raised a log, and said to Hu Qingpeng: "Let's see how I chop wood first, and then do it later. There are tricks and knowledge here, you can see it carefully!" He saw his legs slightly bent, raised the iron axe high above his head with one arm, leaned back slightly, and then waved his arm, and the axe fell down like lightning. With a lightning sound, the hard log cracked like tofu, and the break was extremely smooth and smooth. His movements were simple and coherent, and they were done in one go, reflecting the perfect combination of speed and strength. Although it was just a simple chopping action, it was almost impeccable. If the object was not wood but a person, I'm afraid that it would not be able to escape.

Hu Qingpeng was stunned. He could not have thought that there was such a high level of chopping firewood! The moment Zou Jing waved the iron axe, he even felt that Zou Jing and the iron axe were already connected, and a vague sense of invincibility came from. He had only felt this terrifying feeling from a few people such as Yi Hui, Ouyang Jue, and was shocked and admired, and said, "Uncle Zou, your skills are so powerful! Have you... practiced martial arts?"

Zou Jing laughed and said, "I am a rough man and can't practice any martial arts. I only know how to chop wood with an axe. If you have used an axe for twenty years like me, you can still pretend to scare others. I don't know how you practice swords, but based on my 20 years of experience using axe, as long as you master strength, speed, angle and coordinate the muscles and joints of the body, no matter whether you have a sword or something else in your hand, you can achieve the expected results. Are you right?"

Hu Qingpeng nodded and said, "Uncle Zou said it seems to make sense!" Although he has not really started practicing swords and learned how to use swords to draw swords, he has gone through life and death tests on his way to Hengshan. After seeing the battle between masters for too many times, he has seen some signs and has his own experience. The killing moves used by masters are not blindly pursuing the maximum power, but considering factors such as strength, speed, angle, etc., playing to the strengths and avoiding weaknesses, and a mixture of virtual and realities. He must save the enemy and seeking the initiative to control the situation of the battle. Of course, people are after all, changing activities, not a piece of dead wood, so when taking action, you must grasp the opportunity and know how to adapt flexibly, otherwise no matter how perfect the move is, it will be useless.

Zou Jing threw the axe into his hand, raised a log, and said, "Come and give it a try!"

Hu Qingpeng's hand sank, and the axe almost dropped off his hand and hit his feet. He said with a bitter face: "Uncle Zou, this axe is too heavy. How can I have the strength to lift it up now?"

Zou Jing said: "Since your right hand is weak, why not use your left hand?"

"Left hand?" Hu Qingpeng was stunned. He was used to using his right hand and never thought that he could use an axe to chop firewood with his left hand. He tried to hand over the axe to his left hand and could barely swing it, but because of the lack of movement in the past, his left hand was obviously not flexible enough, and he always felt a little awkward when wielding the iron axe.

Zou Jing said: "As long as you are not born with disabilities, there is no difference between people's left and right hands. After strict training, you can be equally flexible and free. I will teach you how to use your left hand well." He then began to train Hu Qingpeng, meticulously teaching him the method and posture of holding an axe, how to grasp the strength and speed of the axe, and how to accurately split the firewood. In summary, it is how the heart, eyes, body, energy, and strength are highly coordinated and unified, that is, the heart must forget itself, the eyes must have objects, the body must balance, the qi must be deep and the strength must be pure, and these five factors are indispensable. His theory is easy to understand, but it is not easy to do it well.

Hu Qingpeng became more and more impressed. Although Zou Jing only used an axe as an example to explain it, the same principle is to use a sword. Especially when Zou Jing talked about the unity of the heart, eyes, body, energy and strength, he was enlightened and suddenly realized the heart, as if he opened a door in front of him, and suddenly became enlightened. He was forced to practice sword drawing skills in the past two days, and only knew how to draw the sword, draw the sword, and collect the sword. His mind had distracting thoughts, his eyes had no goal, his body movements were loose, his breath was chaotic, his strength was uneven, and he was so tired that his whole body was sore. If he had mastered the method of coordinating and unifying the heart, eyes, body, energy and strength, he would never have suffered like this. The ancients said: "Listen to your words is better than reading ten years of books", which was just this situation.

Based on Zou Jing's instructions, Hu Qingpeng first practiced the emptiness split for a moment, then concentrated on eliminating all distracting thoughts in his heart, and let his mind integrate into the surrounding environment. He felt the gentleness of the wind, the warmth of the sunset, and all kinds of vivid sounds from far and near, and finally the cold handle of the iron axe in his hand. At this moment, he felt his consciousness extending outward, and his flesh and blood body connect with the axe. With a thought, he lifted the axe lightly into the air. The moment he lifted it to the highest point, the center of gravity of the whole person was vertically down, reaching a wonderful state of balance. The energy entered the dantian and the force came from the waist. The log grain in his eyes was extremely clear. With a clear roar, the axe accurately chopped on the center line of the log. With a click, the wood cracked two pieces.

"I succeeded!" Hu Qingpeng looked at the cracked wood in disbelief, then looked at the iron axe in his left hand, turned his head to look at Zou Jing who was standing with a smile on his side, and was excited and choked and said, "Uncle Zou, how should I thank you?" Without Zou Jing's guidance, he would probably take two or three years to reach this level.

Zou Jing's expression suddenly turned dark, a few sadness flowed in his eyes, and he slowly said, "No need to say thank you. I taught you for my wife's sake. We married a boy ten years ago, and we should be the same age as you. We have been separated for many years for various reasons. Yan'er was eager to see her and often washed her face with tears. This time she liked you very much after seeing you, which may be a spiritual sustenance. I just hope you can coax her and make her happier, even if you deserve me."

Hu Qingpeng was in his heart and knelt down on the ground, saying sincerely: "Uncle Zou, if you don't dislike Qingpeng's dullness, Qingpeng would like to worship you as your adoptive father and Aunt Peng as your adoptive mother! From now on, I respect and serve you filial piety."

Zou Jing was stunned, unable to believe his ears, and said in surprise: "You want to worship us as our adoptive father and mother?! You will be a great hero in the world in the future. We are humble in our identities, so how can we afford to be able to stand up?"

Hu Qingpeng said seriously: "Uncle Zou, who do you think of me? My personal parents are poor, and their situation is even more difficult than you. The whole family doesn't even have a decent new clothes. No matter whether I become a hero in the future, I will never forget my roots, nor will I be ashamed of my own parents. I sincerely regard you as elders, and hope to have the opportunity to repay you. Since we are destined to meet each other, Qingpeng begs the uncle not to refuse."

Zou Jing grinned, obviously very happy, "You can have this filial piety, which proves that our couple has not read the wrong person!"
Chapter completed!