Overthrow the Cultivation Civilization

I have used up my six months of paid sick leave.

After discussing with Liu Qingqing in the morning and having lunch, Wang Qiye came to the servants' hall, took a hatchet, and went up the mountain with Ma Gan.

On the way, they passed by the inner gate of Qingzhu Peak and looked at the two tall iron lions standing in front of the inner gate archway. Wang Qiye and Ma Gan looked at them for a long time, yearning and sighing. When these two iron lions "perform", they must be majestic and domineering!!!

"gone."

Ma Gan shouted at Wang Qiye.

"coming."

Wang Qiye followed Ma Gan and came to a bamboo forest where he often visited.

Qingzhu Peak is named after the black iron bamboos that cover it. The mountain is dotted with bamboo forests of all sizes, and the wind blowing through the bamboo sea is quite spectacular.

When the black iron bamboo is young, the bamboo is green and the leaves are also green. After a hundred years, the black iron bamboo sheds a layer of green skin and turns black, while the leaves are still green. After a thousand years, the black iron bamboo sheds another layer of black skin and turns white, while the leaves are still green.

Ma Gan and Wang Qiye wanted to cut down the hundred-year-old black iron bamboo. As for the thousand-year-old black iron bamboo, Ma Gan had never seen it. It was said that there were five white bamboos on the top of the mountain, but he didn't know whether it was true or not.

The two young men looked at the towering mountain and felt a lot of emotion.

"It is said that there are as many weapons on the Wanjian Mountain as there are bamboos on our Qingzhu Peak. If we pick up a handful, wouldn't we save hundreds of spirit stones?"

Ma Gan said with emotion.

As if he had telepathy, Wang Qiye looked towards the bamboo forest in the upper corner, but he found nothing, not a single person. Wang Qiye always felt that there was a pair of eyes watching him in the bamboo forest. He jumped a few times and arrived in front of the bamboo forest in two or three breaths. He looked carefully, looking left and right, but still no one was there.

"Who, come out!!!"

Ma Gan followed closely behind.

"Wang Qiye, don't be so startled. There's not even a feather on the bird."

The two could only go back in disappointment.

"When you cut black iron bamboo, you must cut along the grain."

Ma Gan spoke as he demonstrated with gestures.

"If you cut off the target even once, the whole cut will be in vain. Only by cutting along the grain can you cut the black iron bamboo. If you follow the grain and cut a thousand times, you can cut down a black iron bamboo and exchange it for a spiritual stone."

Ma Gan chopped again and continued.

"How much spiritual stones you want to earn is entirely up to you, and no one will rush you. Even if you don't chop down a single black iron bamboo in a month, no one will care."

Ma Gan chopped the black iron bamboo again and continued.

"There is a skill to chopping this black iron bamboo."

As Ma Gan spoke, he began to impart his experience.

"First, stabilize your lower body, take a deep breath, and then use all your strength to chop down. Do this for thousands of times before you can get the correct result."

Ma Gan wiped the sweat off his face and continued.

"If you don't have enough strength to chop, you'll have to chop more. Also, be careful of the soul-devouring snake that lives and breeds in the black iron bamboo forest all year round!!!"

As he spoke, Ma Gan glanced at Wang Qiye intentionally or unintentionally, fearing that he had a psychological burden, and spoke quickly.

"But don't worry. In this Black Iron Bamboo Forest, there are Foundation Establishment brothers who search for the Soul Devouring Snake every month, so the chance of encountering it is not high."

After Ma Gan finished speaking, he realized that he had said the wrong thing again, and spoke again.

"Even if you really encounter it and your soul is taken away by the soul-devouring snake, hurry up to Qingyun Peak and ask for help from the clinic. Before the soul-devouring snake is digested, you can call back the soul and it will be fine."

As he said this, Ma Gan patted Wang Qiye's shoulder to comfort him.

Wang Qiye nodded, so this is how he got here!!!

That day, the old master was devoured by the soul-devouring snake and lost one soul and six spirits. After being discovered, he invited Senior Brother Ma from the Qingyun Peak clinic. Senior Brother Ma used his magical powers to summon the soul of the earthling Wang Qiye into the body of Wang Qiye, who had the same name as the old master. Wang Qiye devoured the remaining two souls and one spirit of the old master. It was hard for the old master to turn over.

Well, now that we are here, let’s make the best of it.

"Ah!"

Wang Qiye shouted loudly, lowered his body steadily, and used all his strength to chop the black iron bamboo, causing his palm to go numb.

This is not bamboo at all, it's just like chopping an iron pillar.

After three such cuts, Wang Qiye was already sweating profusely.

"Take a rest first."

Ma Gan threw a gourd over. Wang Qiye opened the gourd, drank a few sips of water, then threw the gourd to Ma Gan who was sitting on the stone, and found a stone to sit on.

"Ma Gan, I bought the Aska Monthly for fifty spirit stones. How's the research going?"

Ma Gan opened the gourd, took a sip and then spoke.

"It's a big project. I'm still in the transcription and editing stage. Hehe."

"These twenty years have been quite significant. Is there any interesting news?"

Wang Qiye asked curiously.

"I've only sorted out half of it, and a lot of the news is already outdated. For example, someone's Nascent Soul successfully passed the tribulation, someone's weapon was released, someone found a treasure, etc."

Ma Gan immediately perked up, picked up the gourd again, took a sip of water and continued talking.

"However, I remember two interesting news that left a deep impression on me."

"One of them was one of the ten great foundation builders. He was an old monster who had been famous for many years. His Wind Breaker Blade could travel a million miles. Five years ago, his injuries were too severe and his old injuries recurred. He died."

"What are the Ten Outstanding Foundation Establishers?"

Wang Qiye's curiosity was successfully aroused by the mahjong, and he asked.

"These ten great foundation-building heroes are the ten heroes who are at the peak of the foundation-building period. It doesn't mean that if you have reached the peak of your cultivation, you are one of the ten great foundation-building heroes. You also need to have a record of outstanding achievements. After three to five years, if you don't have any record, you will be pushed off the list by others."

"Are there any ten outstanding Qi-refining masters?"

Wang Qiye asked.

"No, our sect already has over 5,000 to 6,000 Qi-refining cultivators. How long will it take for us to compete?"

Shaking the head

"We have quite a few foundation-building monks in our sect, more than 40,000 of them. Why do they have them but we don't?"

Wang Qiye was indignant.

"It may be that we have fewer means in the Qi Refining Stage, or it may be that people are too lazy to care about us in the Qi Refining Stage. It's just a pity for Baiwanli, who should have formed a pill early, but for some reason, he has been stuck in the Foundation Establishment Stage. He has dominated the list for more than a hundred years, making the heavens angry and the people resentful. Now some people scold him, but some people also respect him. If I can be like him and dominate for a hundred years, my life will not be in vain."

Seeing Ma Gan's face full of longing and admiration, Wang Qiye was also filled with pride.

"Hurry up and tell me the next piece of news."

"The second one is about the beautiful girl Han Fengyue from Wanjian Mountain who fought against five chess masters alone at Shuiyuetai three years ago. She fought for three days and three nights and won all the games, showing her talent for the first time."

Playing Go? Wang Qiye knows a little bit about chess, but he knows nothing about Go. Wang Qiye was not interested in the news, but looking at Ma Gan's expression, it was obvious that he was bewitched by Han Fengyue.

"any left?"

"That's all. I didn't remember the rest. I'll tell you when I'm done. It's said that Han Fengyue likes to wear red clothes and loves to eat fish and purple strawberries..."

Wang Qiye immediately scratched his ears with his fingers. He was not interested in this moon, but he did not want to disturb Ma Gan's interest, so he just let it go in his left ear and out his right ear.

"Let's cut some bamboo. We've been resting for a long time."

"Ah."

Hearing this, Ma Gan also jumped off the rock, tied the gourd around his waist, picked up the hatchet on the ground, and walked towards the black iron bamboo he had just chopped.

After chopping thirty to fifty times, they stopped to rest. In this way, when it was almost dark, they put down their axes and walked down the mountain hand in hand.

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It’s the third day of going up the mountain to chop wood.

"Ah!"

Wang Qiye lowered his horse stance and, using all his strength, chopped fiercely at the black iron bamboo.

"Wang Qiye, take a break!"

Ma Gan opened the lid of the gourd, took a big sip, then closed the lid and threw the gourd to Wang Qiye who was walking over. He then sat on the big rock.

Wang Qiye reached out to take the gourd, drank half of it, closed the lid, threw it back to Ma Gan, and found a nearby stone to sit down.

"Wang Qiye, how's the chopping going? Have you found the feel for it?"

Ma Gan took the gourd and tied it around his waist.

"Well, now I no longer think of this as chopping wood, but as practicing sword skills, hehe."

Wang Qiye smiled complacently.

"You are practicing bamboo!!!"

A nose as dirty as a stick.

"Then why do you ask us Qi Refining disciples to do the chopping instead of asking the Foundation Building disciples to do the chopping?"

"Isn't it because I'm afraid that Senior Brother Jianji will cut the bamboo too fast and the bamboo won't be able to grow back!!!"

Wang Qiye was so overwhelmed by Ma Gan that he couldn't answer for a while.

"You and I are not on the same channel and cannot communicate with you."

"Tsk, I'll go get a kettle of water."

Ma Gan untied the gourd, opened the lid, drank it all, and left Wang Qiye to fetch water.

What does this bamboo pole know, Wang Qiye thought to himself. Every time I cut this bamboo, I feel a lot of pain. Doing this for many years will naturally strengthen my body. Moreover, when cutting this bamboo, I can't cut it sideways, I can only cut it in the cross section of the bamboo. It all requires the coordination of body, mind and skills. How can this be called cutting bamboo? Is it just practicing swordsmanship?

He felt that he had rested enough, so he stood up again, walked to the black iron bamboo, picked up the hatchet on the ground, took a deep breath, lowered his center of gravity, and swung the hatchet with all his strength to chop the black iron bamboo.

"Ah."

After chopping fifty times, Wang Qiye was sweating profusely and was exhausted. He lifted up his Taoist robe, wiped his face, and walked towards the hemp pole.

"Ma Gan, give me a drink of water!"

Ma Gan stopped immediately, took off the gourd from his waist, threw it to Wang Qiye, then walked to a big rock and sat down.

Wang Qiye drank it all up before closing the lid on the gourd and throwing it to the hemp pole on the big rock.

"Ma Gan, how long will it take you to cut down that bamboo?"

"It's almost done. We should be able to chop it down before dinner."

Ma Gan also took a few big gulps and closed the lid.

Wang Qiye nodded and calculated in his mind. It was about one black iron bamboo cut every ten days, and three spirit stones a month. It didn't matter whether there were spirit stones or not. Wang Qiye felt that cutting black iron bamboo was really suitable for him.

After the two of them had rested enough, they started chopping black iron bamboo again.

“It fell, it fell!!!”

As Ma Gan shouted, the black iron bamboo as thick as an arm fell to the ground. Wang Qiye also ran over and helped remove the excess branches and leaves.

"Let's go, it's dinner time in half an hour."

"Well, let's go."

The two of them carried the front section of the black iron bamboo and dragged it down the mountain.

As he walked, Wang Qiye felt something was wrong ahead and stopped quickly.

"Why don't you leave?"

As soon as Ma Gan finished speaking, more than twenty masked teenagers jumped out in front of him.

"Quick, run back."

It was bad food, what was supposed to happen finally happened. Wang Qiye was shocked, dropped the bamboo, turned around, and ran back. Just after running two steps, a dozen masked boys jumped out of the bushes.

Wang Qiye felt secretly bitter at this moment, blaming himself for being playful and provoking too many senior sisters.

"Ma Gan, hurry up and lie on the ground with your head in your hands."

The group of masked teenagers surrounded the two men, punched and kicked them, and left with satisfaction.

Damn, they are so ruthless, these youngsters don’t even know how to control their strength. Damn it! Wang Qiye slapped the footprints on his Taoist robe a few times.

"Ma Gan, how are you?"

"It's nothing, just a little sore."

"Hey, I'm sorry for causing you trouble."

"What are you talking about? Let's go and eat."

The two then dragged the black iron bamboo and walked down the mountain. However, they felt that the black iron bamboo was a little heavy now.

"They beat people up, but they didn't even help to get the things. What a bunch of bastards!!!"