A thousand mountains have just woken up, coming out of the clouds, and in the wild sky, the milky white cloud yarn floats on the mountainside, like a fairy dancing. At this time of day, Lu Long carried his giant axe, which was taller than a man, up the mountain to cut firewood. This axe was a few years old, and his father had been chopping wood with it since he was a child. But by now, the axe body was still black, without a trace of rust, and the blade was still shining with cold.
Lu Long walked around the woods and stopped in front of a stout tree. "This tree is split into firewood, and when it is picked up in the city, it will be able to sell for a lot of money." With that he rolled up his sleeves, raised his axe high above his head, and slashed it diagonally toward the tree. For a moment, the sound of golden stones resounded through the empty valley, and flocks of birds flew up, obscuring the clouds.
Lu Long was slashing vigorously, and out of nowhere rushed out a bearded old man, grabbed the axe in his hand, lifted him up like a chicken, and scolded in his mouth: "Early in the morning, I stirred up my old man's dream, see how the old man cleans you up!" The last word "you" was like a thunderclap on the ground.
Lu Long was a young man with a big waist and a round waist, and at this time, he was actually held high, his face changed in fright, and his teeth trembled: "Old man, really... I'm sorry! But the old man seemed not to hear, and his eyes were completely attracted by the giant axe. He suddenly returned to his senses and looked at Lu Long angrily, "Hun Boy, where did you get this Gossip Flower Axe?" ”
"This... This is what my dad left me. Lu Long answered honestly.
The old man gently put him down, and his expression suddenly became kind: "Could it be that you are a descendant of Lu Wan'an, the Duke of Jian'an?" ”
Lu Long's family did enshrine the spiritual seat of "Lu Wan'an", but "Jian'an Gong" had never been heard of. Just as he was hesitating, the old man shouted at him again: "Isn't it?" ”
"There are indeed people in my family named Lu Wan'an, but I don't know who 'Jian'an Gong' is." Lu Long settled down slightly.
"The handle of your axe is written with the words 'Duke of Jian'an', and this is a treasure given by the Emperor Xian!"
Listening to the old man's words, Lu Long almost dropped his jaw in shock, how could he think that the axe he cut down trees and split wood every day was actually given by the emperor.
The old man looked at him with a look of shock and continued: "When The Duke of Jian'an and my grandfather charged together to lay this iron barrel for Emperor Taizu, he then retired from the government and lived in seclusion, and gave the countless gold and silver rewards to the poor, which was a good story for a while. I didn't expect Mr. Lu to be so free that he never mentioned this matter to future generations. ”
Lu Long looked back and forth at the giant axe several times, but he never saw anything special.
Just now I saw you cut down a tree, although I was born with divine power, it is not like I have practiced martial arts, so naturally I can't understand its magic, it seems that Jian'an Gong doesn't want future generations to it anymore! The old man brushed his beard and smiled, "Child, do you want to learn the skills of your ancestors and become a general in the future?" Lu Long was honest and straight, but he also knew that the general was a mighty figure, and immediately nodded his head like a chicken pecking rice.
"I'll show you the Thirty-Six Axes of Heavenly Gang." As soon as the old man's voice fell, he took the axe and danced. Only to see the old man jump up several inches and slash at the big tree that had been cut down for half a day, and the tree was split in half from top to bottom in an instant. Then, he swung his giant axe left and right, dancing impenetrable in the wind and rain, and suddenly swept to the right, and all the fallen leaves on the ground were brought up by the axe wind. The old man said, "This is the 'autumn wind sweeping leaves.'" Then, he practiced such tricks as "old horse running troughs", "crossing the river", "blocking waist whips", etc. Lu Long practiced with his bare hands next to him, and these tricks were as if they were déjà vu, and they were written down at once. By the time the old man had finished practicing the axe technique, the towering tree had turned into two neat stacks of new firewood.
Lu Long hurriedly knelt down and bowed three times to the old man, "Old man, you taught me such a delicate axe technique, how should I repay you?" ”
The old man "banged" and inserted the axe handle into the soil, "From now on, you will come here every morning to practice, and then talk about repaying you when you have mastered this set of axe techniques!" ”
After that, Lu Long went up to the mountain every day before dawn to practice martial arts, and the Thirty-Six Axe Technique was quickly mastered. Coupled with his excellent arm strength, the exercise is even more tiger and tiger, and the momentum is compelling. Time in the mountains is fleeting, spring and autumn come, and I don't know how long it has been, one day, when he was practicing, Yu Guang suddenly saw a flash of cold light, and he hurriedly swung the axe out of his hand, and when he stepped in, he split the silver needle in half. An old man Shi Shiran came out from behind the tree, clapped his hands and laughed: "Being able to split a thick tree is only the courage of a puppet, not a great skill; being able to cut open a small silver needle shows that you have the indispensable ability to look at the six roads and have the indispensable ability to conquer the battlefield."
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