Gradually, it became colder day by day, and snowflakes began to fall in the sky.
Even so, Old Man Zhang and a group of villagers did not stop.
Everyone just built a few simple wooden sheds, moved in the stones, and continued to bang them.
At most, a fire was lit in the wooden shed to ward off the cold.
At this time, Li Xiuyuan also completed his manual work and returned to the wooden shed to carve stones of different sizes with Old Man Zhang and others.
Only Xiaobao is well-behaved. Even if it snows, he does not stop. He stands outside the wooden shed holding a bamboo bow and practices for an hour every day.
The villager who had something to do asked: "Xiaobao, when can you shoot a pheasant and bring it back to your grandpa?"
Xiaobao shook his head, thought for a while and replied: "Sir, there is no rush."
Just three days ago, Li Xiuyuan cooked a bucket of elixir to temper Xiaobao's body. Amidst a squealing sound like a slaughtering pig, Xiaobao understood what cultivation was.
Now, he has one more thing to do before going to bed every night, which is to meditate to circulate Qi.
At first, the villagers thought it was a little strange, but later they became accustomed to it after seeing it more often. They all laughed at how Li Xiuyuan could teach Xiaobao how to practice if he didn't know Kung Fu himself.
Only old man Zhang smiled and did not explain.
Only he knew whether it was good or not, and there was no way to explain it to the villagers. Fortunately, Xiaobao was not afraid of being laughed at, and Li Xiuyuan didn't care.
Just when everyone thought that the fight between Li Xiuyuan and Master Xiaobao was over, Li Xiuyuan made a decision that even Old Man Zhang could not have imagined.
He asked Xiaobao to go to the mountains to chop wood.
This shocked Old Man Zhang's family of three. Not to mention that they had never tormented their grandson like this on weekdays, but it was snowing outside.
What if the road slips and falls down the mountain?
Only Li Xiuyuan knew clearly that after tempering his body with some spiritual medicine, Xiaobao was already at the fourth level of Qi gathering, so how could he fall down the mountain?
Even falling into the snow is a kind of training for Xiaobao.
If you think about it carefully, starting from Nangong Ruyu, he has not paid much attention to the cultivation of those around him, and his requirements for them are too loose.
Not to mention Nangong Ruyu, even Xiaohu later followed him and did not suffer much.
Because in his opinion, Xiaohu had suffered enough before he met him, and he couldn't bear to let his disciples endure hardship after practicing with him.
But Xiaobao is different. He wants this child to grow up in hardship and never follow in the footsteps of those guys on the mountain.
Seeing the reluctance on Old Man Zhang's face, Li Xiuyuan said coldly: "Tao should not be taught lightly. If you are afraid that Xiaobao will suffer hardship, then I will not teach him from now on."
After hearing this, Old Man Zhang looked at his son and wife and sighed.
He asked leisurely: "You two, can you teach Xiaobao well?"
The two stopped talking, and the old man continued: "We are already like this. I only think that Xiaobao can be stronger than us in the future. Is this wrong?"
The final decision was that Xiaobao would continue to practice with his husband and they would stop talking.
So when the wind and snow were blowing, Old Man Zhang greeted Wang Danian and said that his grandson was going to learn to chop down trees and asked him to be accommodating.
Wang Danian was very happy when he heard it, and thought it was interesting that a white-faced scholar could teach a little kid to chop trees.
He waved his hand and said: "Go ahead, as long as it doesn't affect your livelihood. You know that after spring, you will start moving stones to the mountain."
Old Man Wang cupped his hands and said, "No, I'll just waste my time for a while."
So, Li Xiuyuan took Xiaobao to the edge of the woods not far from the stone field, pointing to a branch not far ahead that was thicker than Xiaobao's thigh.
He said, "Today's task is to cut down three such branches, drag them back to the cave, and light a fire for your parents to cook. Is that okay?"
Xiaobao clenched the woodcutter in his hand and replied, "Xiaobao, try it."
Li Xiuyuan patted him on the shoulder and said, "Don't tell your parents about your cultivation for the time being. Remember."
"Don't worry, sir."
Now Xiaobao has understood some realms of cultivation after meditating with Li Xiuyuan, and hopes to break through to another realm during the Chinese New Year.
Nodding, Li Xiuyuan pointed to the wooden shed not far away and said, "I'll be there with your grandpa. If you call me in danger, I can hear your voice."
After speaking, he turned and left, leaving Xiaobao standing alone on the edge of the woods.
Not long after, Xiaobao's roars could be heard from the wooden shed.
Old man Zhang felt sorry for his grandson and wanted to rush out to see what Xiaobao looked like.
Li Xiuyuan grabbed him and said, "If you go now, all your efforts will be wasted. I can see that nothing will go wrong."
Xiaobao is only a few dozen feet away from everyone. Even if there is danger, he can arrive in the blink of an eye.
Xiaobao's father heard his son roaring from a distance and couldn't help but want to take a look, but his woman grabbed his sleeve.
Only Wang Dali, who was sitting far away in the shed warming himself by the fire, couldn't help but laugh: "This old man is quite interesting. He saw his grandson howling in the snow and didn't care."
On this day, Xiaobao held the hatchet and kept tossing it until noon, then he dragged three branches back to the cave.
I didn’t even eat lunch, so I just got into bed and rested.
The old man felt sorry for his grandson. He looked at Li Xiuyuan and asked, "Sir, is this child okay?"
Li Xiuyuan shook his head: "If you don't endure hardship, how can you be a master? Even if he endures hardship for ten years, it will be better than being like you all his life."
On this day, Xiaobao slept until dinner time and ate a bowl of porridge leaning against Old Man Zhang.
He looked at Li Xiuyuan and said with a smile: "Sir, Xiaobao can do it too."
Li Xiuyuan smiled: "As long as you persist for one winter, you will have a surprise next spring."
Regarding Xiaobao's practice, Li Xiuyuan decided to let him endure hardship for many days instead of all at once.
He wants Xiaobao to take a different path from everyone before him, just like the master asked him.
When the time of Xu was approaching, the craftsmen who had worked for a day fell into a deep sleep.
Stepping on the wind and snow on the mountain, Li Xiuyuan floated up to the top of the mountain.
At the Great Buddhist Temple in the Five Realms, he followed the old monk to learn how to walk on the snow without a trace, not to mention that after so many years of training, he was still able to cultivate the body of Nirvana.
Just like in Ding'an City, he had to brave the wind and snow on a mountain and spend a month to set up a large formation in this mountain.
Surprise someone on the mountain at some point in the coming year.
Just like when thousands of people in Ding'an City were killed with one sword, Penglai Island is just a long street in Ding'an City.
And his goal tonight was the main hall that the villagers had just built after spending a year of hard work.
The main hall in the wind and snow looked like a monster under the abyss with its bloody mouth open, staring coldly at the uninvited guest in front of it.
Li Xiuyuan stood on the stone steps and murmured: "Seeing him rising from a tall building, watching him entertaining guests..."
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After several days of hard training, Xiaobao can now try his best to imitate his teacher's example, using the fastest speed and the least amount of force to draw, draw and retract the sword.
Use the strength of the fourth level of Qi Gathering to chop down hard, with your feet firmly planted on the snow, instead of falling down as soon as you slashed like on the first day.
Cut the snow with one sword!
The hatchet struck the branch in front of him at a very fast speed. At the moment, he couldn't fall to the ground with one cut, but after spending five or six cuts, Xiao Ding was very happy.
After five days of hard training, he now only spends half an hour cutting down trees every day, and he also spends half an hour practicing archery.
They are more punctual than a bunch of craftsmen and will never stop until the work is completed.
The difference from the past is that Li Xiuyuan taught Xiaobao how to cut snow. He no longer just slashed into the air with one knife after another without any strength.
Instead, he regarded the branches all over the mountain as falling snowflakes.
Chopping firewood is also a skill called practice makes perfect.
Just like when he was injured in the Shura Realm, he went to the academy kitchen backyard to chop wood for the last few days.
Xiaobao now is Li Xiuyuan who was injured back then.
After Xiaobao made countless cuts, he was finally able to cut off a branch with one cut! Although the branches he cut were as thick as his arm, he believed that he could do better next spring.
Because he believed what his husband told him, he would give him a surprise next spring.
While dragging the cut branches into the cave, he smiled proudly.
I am Zhang Duobao, nothing is difficult for me.
That afternoon, six-year-old Xiaobao carried six branches thicker than his legs and one foot long from the back mountain.
Li Xiuyuan looked at him and asked, "Xiaobao, how is your archery practice?"
Xiaobao thought for a while and replied: "Xiaobao's archery skills are not bad. I will definitely be able to shoot a pheasant and bring it back to my husband next spring."
Li Xiuyuan looked at him and smiled and said: "Persevere, don't be lazy every day, and in spring you will know that your hard work was not in vain."
Xiaobao lowered his head and thought for a while, then replied: "When will Sir take Xiaobao hunting?"
"Let's celebrate the New Year. I'll take you to the mountains to play before the New Year. You'll have to rest for a few days anyway."
After Li Xiuyuan finished speaking, he looked back at Old Man Zhang and asked, "Don't you have to work during the Chinese New Year?"
"No, they will let us rest for a few days to celebrate the New Year."
Old Man Zhang sighed. He was happy to see his grandson's body getting stronger day by day, but he didn't dare to show it.
Unexpectedly, Li Xiuyuan waved to the two men: "Let's eat. After eating, we can practice archery in the afternoon."
Seeing that his husband didn't want to say anything, Xiaobao thought about it and didn't say much. He thought about giving him a surprise when he went hunting.
It didn't take me five days but one day to shoot the small tree.
In the following days, Xiaobao practiced according to his husband's requirements every day. In the morning I get up to chop wood, in the afternoon I eat, practice swordsmanship and memorize Buddhist scriptures with my husband, and in the evening I write some more calligraphy in the cave.
In the eyes of old man Zhang, he was secretly happy for his grandson. After all, this was something that none of the three of them could do.
For them, this is a big deal.
Li Xiuyuan seemed to have forgotten about Xiaobao's archery practice. After teaching him, he never asked him if he had hit the small tree.
Xiaobao's body is getting stronger day by day, and he can chop wood faster and faster. He can no longer hold a pen like a mountain even when writing at night.
A few days later, the cold wind howled non-stop in the mountains.
After finishing work at noon, Li Xiuyuan was cooking with Old Man Zhang and others in the cave.
Just when he was about to ask Xiaobao how his archery practice went, Xiaobao came back dragging a small tree.
Looking at Li Xiuyuan who was making soup, he chuckled and said, "Sir, look at Xiaobao doing it."
Li Xiuyuan handed Xiaobao the little tree over, looked at the arrow mark on the trunk, and praised: "Not bad, it seems that you can go hunting during the Chinese New Year."
Xiaobao smiled and said, "Xiaobao shoots a pheasant and brings it back to grandpa."
"Well done, Xiaobao. Grandpa is waiting to eat the pheasants you brought back during the Chinese New Year." The old man touched Xiaobao's head and was filled with emotion.
However, God always wants to cause trouble for Li Xiuyuan and prevent him from having an easy time.
On the day before the winter solstice, two quarrying craftsmen in the village slipped and fell from the stone wall. One was seriously injured and the other broke his leg.
This was such a big deal that even Wang Dali came to the workshop to look for Lao Zhangtou, looking worried at the two injured craftsmen.
But at this time, Old Man Zhang told Li Xiuyuan something even more troublesome.
"This is not bad. When we move these rocks to the top of the mountain in the spring, it will be more dangerous... Our lives will be miserable."
So, Li Xiuyuan made a dangerous decision that night.
