Universal system must die

Chapter 183, The Role of Vajra Bamboo

The confused master and apprentice walked towards the bamboo forest.

"Master, it's all your fault. I asked someone to cut five bamboos, but this person is also a dead-headed person. If you can't cut it down, don't cut it down. The master is so good and won't force him."

Zhao Lele slandered a few words, and when she saw Master's face down, she immediately flattered her.

"Hmph, you're a smart kid. Sigh, master, I originally wanted that Chu Qingyun, who can talk and is cute, but it's a pity that I was preempted by that bastard Gan Songzi."

"Master, then He Ming, are you going to accept him as an apprentice?"

"Shut up, I always test him twice, he's as stupid as a pig, taking him as an apprentice will exhaust him to death."

"Master, are you talking about carrying water and chopping bamboo?"

"The bottom of the bucket is leaking, so I don't know how to find something to seal it before carrying water. Don't be brave if you can't cut so much bamboo."

Wu Qingzi showed a look of resentment on his face, "I'll let him go later, at worst, admit defeat to Gansongzi, hum!"

"But Master, don't you want to use the foot-washing water for Master Uncle?"

"I counted when I said something, let me drink his foot-washing water, and be reborn as a woman in the next life!"

"Master, you are so awesome, my disciple admires you."

Zhao Lele showed a look of admiration, the master is worthy of being a master, and he has been taught.

When the two came to the bamboo forest, they were immediately taken aback by the scene in front of them.

It's supposed to be a bamboo forest, but there are hundreds of bamboos lying here and there.

Could it be that Diamond Bamboo mutated into ordinary bamboo?It doesn’t make sense!
The master and apprentice walked over in wonder, passed through the scattered bamboos lying on the ground, and saw He Ming hard at cutting bamboos.

The moment he swung the axe, there was even a trace of rhythm in it, as the ax sank and hit the bamboo.

A flash of brilliance flashed, this was the aura of combat skills.

"Good apprentice, how many bamboo trees can you chop down in a week?"

"Certainly not less than him."

Zhao Lele said sourly.

Wu Qingzi glared at his apprentice, and didn't even bat an eyelid when he was talking nonsense, it was really shameless.

"When did you first master combat skills?"

"Uh... three months!"

"That's right, I taught you step by step. You're so stupid."

"Master, but when you learned from the master, didn't you say that you only learned it in half a year?"

"I'm learning other things first, how dare you compare with me."

Wu Qingzi waved his fist, scaring Zhao Lele to run aside.

He Ming sweated profusely, cutting bamboo without sleeping or eating.

In the past few days, he was thirsty for river water, and when he was hungry, he dug bamboo shoots from the bamboo forest or looked for bamboo rats to satisfy his hunger. He only had eyes for bamboo trees.

Seeing this, Wu Qingzi felt a sudden pain in his heart.

Vajra bamboo grows one inch a year and one meter every ten years, and it takes decades for an adult bamboo to grow.

Knowing that the apprentice is lazy and unwilling to cut bamboo, he punished him in this way.

I have never thought that some people are addicted to chopping diamond bamboo. Don’t you think it hurts your hands?

"Ahem, He Ming, what are you doing?"

Wu Qingzi stood behind He Ming, and the other party continued to swing the ax as if he didn't realize it, seeing a few rolling axes scattered on the ground, Wu Qingzi felt a pain in his heart again.

Click!

A vajra bamboo was cut down in response, and He Ming couldn't help laughing when he saw Wu Qingzi's twitching eyelids.

"Senior, I have completed the task."

"..."

Wu Qingzi almost spat out a mouthful of old blood in anger, and said angrily: "Who told you to cut bamboo, you still cut so many bamboos."

"Senior is you!"

"Did I ask you to cut so much? A bamboo grows at least 50 years, and it is worth a lot. Look at what you have done."

He Ming was taken aback, this was something he hadn't thought about, looking at the hundreds of bamboos on the ground, he couldn't help but feel guilty.

"Sorry, I was wrong."

"Hmph, I have to make up for my mistakes. Now carry all the bamboo back to me and punish you to build me a bamboo house."

"Yes."

He Ming bowed his head and agreed, blaming himself for being obsessed. After thinking about it, he knew that bamboo is so tough, it must not be an ordinary thing, and the senior must be very angry after cutting down so much.

"Humph!"

Wu Qingzi left angrily, and couldn't help being happy after feeling distressed.

This is a cultivation prodigy who actually comprehends combat skills on his own, probably not one in a million people.

"Master, this guy named He Ming is so stupid and doesn't know how to change things. When will you drive him away?"

Zhao Lele said sourly.

"Hurry me up, why do you want to drive him away?"

"Master, isn't it what you said just now, you go to Uncle Gan and admit defeat."

"Hey, did I say that? If so, you must have heard it wrong."

Wu Qingzi walked away while shaking his hands behind his back.

He Ming carried the bamboo on his back and carried them back and forth to the small courtyard more than ten times.

Come to an open space in the backyard, place the bamboos, and prepare the tools to set up.

Zhao Lele was puzzled when she saw it, "Master, can diamond bamboo build a house?"

"Why not."

"As far as its toughness is concerned, how do you drill holes? How do you cut the supporting nodes, and how do you saw it into a suitable length?"

"That's just because you can't do it, it doesn't mean He Ming can't do it."

"Master, let me make a bet with you. If he can build a bamboo house within a year, I will help you drink the water for washing your feet with dried pine nuts."

"Okay, as a filial piety, I will win the dried pine nuts, and you will give me water to wash my feet for a year."

In the backyard, He Ming picked up tools, and made holes in the diamond bamboo with great difficulty, which was several times more difficult than cutting bamboo.

One characteristic of He Ming is tenacity, and he made up his mind to make a result.

What if you don't know how to build a bamboo house? Fortunately, the disciples in the inner sect have a common book room, and newcomers can read ordinary books at will.

If you want to see combat skills or techniques, you also need the contribution points of the sect, but new inner disciples can choose a yellow-rank secret method for free.

In the Classics Pavilion of the Inner Sect, He Ming entered the Classics Pavilion after showing the waist badge of the inner disciples.

On the first floor are secular classics, farming and forestry, business planning, bridge repairs, road repairs, houses and bridges, and so on.

He Ming searched for books on architecture, especially books on bamboo architecture, and he was fascinated by them.

"Hey, young man, you've been watching it all day, why don't you borrow it back and read it!"

"Oh, yes, thank you, how many copies can I borrow?"

"Inner sect disciples can borrow a lot, as long as you want, you can give it to you, I just wonder why you borrow these for what."

"Build a house, senior asked me to build a bamboo house."

In the Book Pavilion, the old man on the first floor looked at He Ming strangely.

The inner disciples are very delicate, and they have never heard that they have to build bamboo houses by themselves. If you order them, the logistics managers will rush to do it.

If the inner gate token cannot be faked, the old man would never believe it.

While helping him tidy up, he said: "Leave these things to the logistics yamen, why do you have to do it yourself."

After packing, He Ming picked up the books, and before leaving, he replied: "That's the Vajra Bamboo, the servants can't build it, thank you, goodbye."

He Ming beckoned to leave, the old man was stunned when he heard his words, and then stunned.

Diamond bamboo seems to be a kind of bamboo planted by real Yuanbao. Isn't it extremely rare and not allowed to be cut down at will? How could you be willing to build a bamboo house?

The old man shook his head, did not say anything, packed up the book environment on the first floor, and closed the door.

(End of this chapter)