"It's such a hard bamboo, but it's almost done in one day."
Ning Yue felt pain in his hands, gritted his teeth and continued to swing the hatchet.
Once, twice, three times...
Bang bang bang!
Ning Yue seemed to be tireless, the hatchet in his hand fell on Lei Yinzhu again and again, and he would stop to rest for a while every hour.
Everyone around them looked a little green.
Especially the ones betting on.
"Is this boy born with great strength?"
"That should be the case. How can one in the Strong Strength Realm have such strength? When I was promoted to the Divine Power Realm and awakened the Divine Power, I didn't seem to have as much strength as him."
"damn it."
"Mr. Yin, did you already know this?"
Zhang Lai asked with a strange expression.
"Well……"
Mr. Yin looked at Ning Yue and mused: "I didn't know it for a long time, I just don't think this kid looks like a fool.
If I can bet with you for a day, there is always some means. Have you forgotten where this is? "
"Repent Cliff?"
"Idiot! Mr. Yin is referring to Jidao Academy!"
Yes.
How can those who can be worshiped in the Jidao Academy be useless?
How can you dare to come to Jida Academy without any means, and not be afraid that your martial arts state will be broken? The other party was caught on the cliff of regret on the first day, and he did not show any despair on his face. Instead, he dared to bet against them, which showed that the other party was not simple!
"This boy is not simple."
Someone looked at Ning Yue and muttered to himself.
Zhang Lai calculated carefully, and then his face looked a little better. If Ning Yue could really cut down a complete thunder bamboo in one day.
Then, even if he loses to Ning Yue, he can still make a fortune from the bets he wins from others!
In less than a day, with Ning Yue's final blow, Lei Yinzhu broke instantly and made a thunderous sound!
A complete Leiyin bamboo was cut down by Ning Yue, and it only took eight hours!
Ning Yue wiped the sweat from his face, handed Lei Yinzhu to Zhang Lai with a smile, and took the bet from him.
"Are you born with great strength?"
Zhang Lai asked with a complicated expression.
"That's right. You're so strong after you're born."
Ning Yue nodded.
"It seems that your bloodline is different from ordinary people. Which family are you from?"
Wu Shidao asked.
"Me? From the Ning family."
Ning Yue thought about it and said.
"Ning family?"
"Could it be the Ning family of Longhu Mountain in Great Zhou Dynasty?"
"The Ning family really focuses on polishing their strength, and the dragon-tiger breathing method specializes in the power of the dragon and tiger."
"It turns out he is a descendant of the Ning family, haha..."
Everyone whispered and exchanged looks.
"Okay, let's go chop wood. Don't gather here."
Mr. Yin said calmly.
"Yes, Mr. Yin!"
Everyone dispersed, and those who lost money looked at Ning Yue with rather unkind eyes.
Ning Yue ignored them. He put the things away and then continued to chop Lei Yinzhu with the hatchet.
In less than a month, he had arranged thirty complete thunder bamboos neatly. During this period, he saw someone coming to transport the thunder bamboos away. The person who came had a high level of cultivation, at least he was a great martial artist. level, but his expression is quite tired.
Ning Yue guessed that the punishment the great martial artist suffered in the Cliff of Repentance would be more tiring than chopping firewood.
"Mr. Yin, Lei Yinzhu is here. Can I make my own arrangements for the rest of the time?"
Ning Yue asked respectfully.
"Can."
Mr. Yin glanced at Lei Yinzhu, and then nodded slightly.
At this moment, a cry of surprise suddenly came from the bamboo forest.
"This kid Li Tai is in trouble."
"An old injury has resurfaced. I have been cutting bamboo every day for the past few years and I haven't taken good care of my injuries."
"There is only one last breath left. Alas, I have to send another one away in person."
Mr. Yin frowned slightly, turned around and walked towards the bamboo forest.
Ning Yue saw this and hurriedly followed.
In the bamboo forest, there was a figure lying on the ground with a pale face. There were many people around him. Seeing Mr. Yin approaching, these people all moved out of the way.
A wry smile appeared on Li Tai's face, and he said weakly: "Everyone, my injury has reached deep into my internal organs, and there is no way I can be saved. When I die, please burn me with a fire, and my ashes... please send me some repentance." Ya, let my family take it away."
"It may not be hopeless."
Zhang Lai frowned.
"Mr. Yin, do you think Li Tai can be saved?"
Wu Shidao looked at Mr. Yin with a complicated expression.
Mr. Yin squatted on the ground, rolled Li Tai's eyelids, and gently tapped Li Tai's chest and belly. Then he stood up and shook his head slightly:
"If my cultivation is not destroyed, I can at least extend his life for five years. Within five years, if I take good care of myself, I should be able to recover as before. It's a pity, it's a pity..."
Everyone couldn't help but sigh.
Mr. Yin was once a strong man in the first realm of King Wu. With his skills, it would not be difficult to save Li Tai's life.
"Mr. Yin, this is my fate."
Li Tai shook his head slightly.
"What does fate mean? If it weren't for the group of people in the Discipline Hall who are aloof and ignorant of the ways of the world, how could you be thrown into the Cliff of Repentance?
The lives of two hundred people in that village were clearly massacred by your enemies, but it was really ridiculous that they were all blamed on you in the end. "
Zhang Lai said coldly.
Ning Yue looked strange, and when he thought about the reason why he was thrown here, he gradually stopped feeling strange.
He dared not say that all the people present today were innocent, but at least some of them were thrown in not because they had actually made a mistake.
"Mr. Yin, is it really hopeless?"
Zhang Lai looked at Mr. Yin with a solemn expression.
Mr. Yin shook his head slightly.
"Maybe I can give it a try."
Ning Yue said.
"you?"
Everyone's eyes fell on Ning Yue.
Zhang Lai scolded: "You are only in the realm of strength, how can you try? Li Tai is going to die soon, don't talk nonsense here."
"Zhang Lai, wait a moment."
Mr. Yin waved his hand to stop Zhang Lai from speaking, then looked at Ning Yue and said calmly: "Boy, what are you going to try?"
Seeing Mr. Yin asking, everyone suppressed their dissatisfaction and looked at Ning Yue coldly.
"Mr. Yin can't save me, let alone you?"
Li Tai smiled to himself, and then slowly closed his eyes, a tear falling from the corner of his eye.
He is still very young, has not yet entered the realm of a great martial artist, and has not yet won glory for his family, but he will die on the Cliff of Repentance and bring shame to his family.
He is unwilling to accept it!
"One penny for heptapods, one penny for snow lotus powder..."
Ning Yue listed more than a dozen medicinal materials one after another, "As long as I have these medicinal materials, I can try to save him."
"Are you a doctor?"
Mr. Yin looked strange.
"good."
Ning Yue nodded proudly, "In terms of martial arts, I am not as good as you, and in terms of medical skills, you are not as good as me!"
Everyone was shocked and confused. Even Li Tai opened his eyes and looked at Ning Yue in shock.
Physicians, they have all forgotten that such people exist in the world.
However, doctors are far inferior to alchemists. They can only cure the illnesses of ordinary people. Can doctors also cure the injuries of martial artists?
"How confident are you if you get these elixirs together?"
Mr. Yin looked solemn.
"If I can get these elixirs together within an hour, I... will be at least 70% sure."
Ning Yue thought for a while and changed his 100% certainty to 70% certainty.
"Seventy percent!"
Mr. Yin's eyes brightened slightly and his voice raised: "Really?"
"It really can't be true anymore!"
Ning Yue nodded.
"Gather the elixir!"
Mr. Yin looked at everyone and said in a deep voice.
