The Tao is far away

It was the next day and the sun was shining.

Wang Chi rubbed his eyes, picked out the eye boogers, and casually threw them aside.

When he walked out of the house, he heard the sound of a plane planing wood. Wang Chi knew that it was Carpenter Wang at work.

"Master, why are you up so early?" Wang Chi said a little sleepily.

"Early? It's almost noon, and you slept comfortably!" Carpenter Wang said through gritting his teeth, beads of sweat on his face falling and dripping onto the wood.

"If I don't finish these stools soon, we'll be left starving!"

When Wang Chi heard this, he could only chuckle. Suddenly, he seemed to remember something, and hurriedly ran into the house, took out a green thing, and brought it to Carpenter Wang.

"Master, look at what this is. I cut it yesterday when I was chopping wood." Wang Chi took out the bamboo he cut yesterday and wanted Carpenter Wang to take a look at it. He felt that this bamboo was somewhat extraordinary because when he held it, he felt extremely comfortable.

Carpenter Wang glanced at it casually, then suddenly straightened up, snatched the bamboo, his eyes full of disbelief.

"Could this be... the soul-nourishing tree?" Carpenter Wang said in surprise.

Soul-nourishing tree? What is this thing? Is it really some kind of treasure?

"Where did you cut it?" asked Carpenter Wang.

"In a small bamboo forest on the mountain"

"Hurry! Take me there." Carpenter Wang said in a serious tone.

As he spoke, he grabbed Wang Chi and flew into the sky, turning into a stream of light and flying into the mountains.

Wang Chi had never seen such a scene before. He had never even been on a plane, let alone flying.

Wang Chi looked at the village going away, and gradually he was no longer afraid. Had he never ridden a roller coaster before, even if he had never ridden on a plane?

But he was still shouting and seemed extremely scared.

He did not forget his current identity, a twelve-year-old boy.

Wang Chi was shouting, his childish voice echoing in the sky.

"Good boy, you're scared to pee." Carpenter Wang glanced at Wang Chi and found that his pants were wet, and liquid was flowing down his legs and onto the mountains.

In a field in the mountains, a farmer wiped a mysterious liquid off his face with a puzzled look.

Of course Wang Chi wasn't scared to pee, he just happened to have the urge to pee so he just went with the flow.

After a while, Carpenter Wang arrived at the place following Wang Chi's directions.

"Are you sure this is here?"

Wang Chi panted heavily and sat on the ground for a long time before he said to Carpenter Wang: "It's here. Look, there are still traces of where I cut yesterday."

Carpenter Wang pondered for a while, then slowly stretched out his hand and shouted, "Get up!"

I saw that the bamboo was pulled out by the roots in the air, and a shallow pit appeared on the ground.

Although Wang Chi had seen Carpenter Wang's methods several times, he was still shocked when he saw this scene.

Carpenter Wang ignored Wang Chi behind him and continued to look at the big pit.

"strangeness?"

"Is there something wrong with what the book says?"

Carpenter Wang continued digging in the big pit for a while, but when he saw that he found nothing, he could only sigh.

Carpenter Wang said to Wang Chi behind him, "Er Gou, since you have accepted me as your master, you should know about cultivation."

When Wang Chi heard this, he said happily, "That's great, Master. I won't have to go hungry anymore."

When Carpenter Wang heard this, he sighed helplessly.

Carpenter Wang slapped his waist and the bamboo, which was the soul-nourishing wood, appeared in his hand.

"You have already taken me as your master, so this soul-nourishing wood can be regarded as a gift for your apprenticeship." Carpenter Wang said calmly.

Wang Chi was speechless when he heard this, but he could do nothing about it. He thought that the soul-nourishing tree must be a rare treasure.

Carpenter Wang seemed to see Wang Chi's helpless expression, and he reached into his waist and took out a khaki cloth bag the size of a palm.

"Don't worry, I won't take this bamboo for nothing. This storage bag will be your entry gift." Carpenter Wang handed the bag to Wang Chi.

Wang Chi wanted to decline, but when he thought that he was only ten years old and it seemed inappropriate, he accepted it with joy.

"Thank you, master."

Wang Chi played with the bag for a while, but the opening of the bag was too small to hold much.

This bag is so small, it's useless.

"From now on, put the firewood you cut into this bag," said Carpenter Wang.

"what???"

"How do I put it in such a small bag?" Wang Chi asked puzzledly.

When Carpenter Wang heard this, he patted Wang Chi on the head and said, "Bite your index finger, drop a drop of blood on it, and focus your attention on the storage bag."

"Ah?" Wang Chi was puzzled.

Carpenter Wang knocked Wang Chi on the head heavily and said, "Just do it when I tell you to. Don't be so fussy."

Wang Chi endured the huge pain in his head, stretched out his middle finger towards Carpenter Wang, put it in his mouth and bit it hard. Wang Chi immediately grimaced in pain and then smeared the blood on it.

When the blood came into contact with the bag, a slight glow of blood was emitted.

Wang Chi followed Carpenter Wang's instructions and focused his attention on the bag.

He didn't know how to concentrate, so he pictured the shape of the bag in his mind.

The shape of the bag is simple and can be basically described at a glance. Only the pattern on the bag is slightly complicated, with strange but regular lines.

Wang Chi closed his eyes, thought about it in his mind and then sketched it out.

Then Wang Chi felt that his spirit appeared in a small blue space, but he could sense the outside world. There were two small white bottles and several steamed buns in this space.

Wang Chi wanted to take out the two bottles and have a look. As soon as this thought came to his mind, the bag glowed blue and the bottle suddenly appeared in Wang Chi's hand.

Wang Chi asked Carpenter Wang, "Master, what is this?"

Carpenter Wang looked at Wang Chi in surprise, as if he was looking at a monster.

This child's spiritual power is so powerful, I was right!

"This is a pill that can strengthen your body and help you enter the Qi Refining Stage." Carpenter Wang replied.

"Qi refining period?"

"I'll tell you about the Qi Refining Stage tonight. Go chop some firewood first and fill this storage bag."

"When you are in danger, the talisman from yesterday will protect you." After saying that, Carpenter Wang flew into the sky, leaving Wang Chi lying in a mess on the ground.

"I don't have a knife, just chop with your hands!" Wang Chi said angrily.

After saying that, Wang Chi felt something hanging down on his head and subconsciously took a step back.

"Fuck me!"

Wang Chi cursed loudly, and a machete fell from the sky and stood upright on the ground.

This old Deng definitely did it on purpose.

If Wang Chi hadn't reacted quickly, he would have almost died in the Northwest.

Wang Chi had no choice but to do as he was told.

With a flick of the knife, the branches were chopped off one by one and fell to the ground.

This knife is also incredibly fast. Basically, a dish as big as a bowl can be cut with just one cut using maximum force.

"Is the forging technology of this knife so amazing?"

Wang Chi looked at the knife. It looked like an ordinary axe, but it was so sharp.

Putting his thoughts aside, Wang Chi put all the branches he had cut from the ground into his storage bag.

When I looked into the bag, I saw that about half of the space was still not full.

Wang Chi didn't plan to chop any more. Firstly, he was too hungry to bear it any longer. Secondly, Wang Chi was only in his teens and was very thin. This was enough for him to chop.

Thinking of this, Wang Chi took out the steamed buns and chewed them hard. The buns were black, dry and hard to swallow.

"Yes, now that we have this magical bag, I can put my things in it." Wang Chi said intermittently while chewing a steamed bun.

Fortunately, the place was not far away. Wang Chi bit his steamed bun, walked and stopped, and finally arrived under the big tree where he buried his backpack yesterday.