At that moment, as Su Ming came to an understanding, he lifted his axe with his right hand, and just like how he had been chopping wood over the past few months, he swung the axe down at the thin cultivator he had locked his gaze on from a distance.
Su Ming's mind was calm when he swung the axe down. Not a single hint of emotion could be detected in his heart. It was as if all of his consciousness had fused into the axe. In the midst of that calmness, the axe instantly caused the world to tremble with a bang, as if the sky was about to crumble at the same time!
The pupils of the plump cultivator who had been about to seize the Reversed Spirit Pearl shrank in an unprecedented manner. At the instant a hint of shock appeared in his eyes, he retreated without any hesitation, but the thin cultivator Su Ming had targeted felt all his hair stand on end. A strong sense of life-threatening danger rose within him. It came so suddenly that he thought that it was impossible for it to appear. Perhaps more accurately speaking, it was impossible for this danger to come from the third prince, who was only in Dao Spirit Realm!
He did not even have time to think. In fact, he could not even think of dodging. A shrill scream of pain tumbled out of his mouth, and as the axe fell, his right arm was instantly separated from his body.
Blood gushed out. This scene shocked the plump cultivator, and it also caused the thin cultivator's expression to change drastically. At the same time shock appeared on his face, he swiftly retreated. When he looked at Su Ming, there was terror in his eyes, but soon, his gaze landed on the axe in Su Ming's hand!
The plump cultivator instantly registered what was going on and stared at the axe in Su Ming's hand.
"Y-y-you! Is there anyone who cuts wood like this?! I'm going to die from anger!" At that moment, the door to the house was pushed open, and the old man in the small robe stormed out in anger. He did not even look at the two powerful cultivators in the sky at that moment. He walked straight towards Su Ming and snatched the axe from his hand.
"What a waste! What a good dog leg! What a waste! What a waste! Just watch, I'll teach you one more time! This is how you cut wood!" The old man glared at Su Ming, then lifted the axe in his right hand. At the instant the pupils of the plump and thin cultivators shrank, he swung the axe down.
At that moment, the sky seemed to no longer exist. Endless shrill roars seemed to come from the chaos. The ground was no longer there either, but had turned into a hellish abyss. At the instant the world descended into chaos, the most terrified expression in the thin cultivator's eyes appeared. It was as if his life was about to be drowned out.
His body trembled, and great fear appeared in his eyes. Su Ming also saw an indescribable presence appear in the world when the old man lifted his axe. Su Ming was familiar with it. It was a will that he thought no one in Ancient Zang possessed!
The power of that will was so great that it surpassed Su Ming's. At the instant it appeared and enveloped the thin cultivator, a scene … appeared around him. Perhaps no one else could see it, but only those who had wills could!
At the instant it appeared … the old man's axe swung down! It was … a Life Matrix formed by wisps of white smoke!
The Life Matrix was filled with runic symbols, and each of them represented a part of the person's memories. At the instant the Life Matrix appeared, the old man's axe … swung down!
He didn't slash at the skinny cultivator's body, but rather, at his fate.
There was no violent rumble, nor was there anything breathtaking about it. It was a simple swing of the axe, but it sliced through the life matrix of the emaciated cultivator. The runic symbols within it were destroyed, and the life matrix … seemed to reassemble itself. It distorted, and when the old man's axe was completely swung down, the life matrix completely distorted and disappeared above the emaciated cultivator's head.
At the same time, the thin cultivator shuddered, and his body twisted as well. With an expression of disbelief and indescribable terror on his face, he let out a scream of pain, as if it had been stifled in his throat. When his body twisted in the courtyard, his robes fell off, and he … turned into a white dog!
He barked as if he had been suppressing himself for a long time. At that moment, he finally let out a roar, and Su Ming saw great fear in the white dog's eyes. Its body was also trembling.
It was a white-skinned dog with only two legs!
At that moment, the rather plump cultivator in the sky was even more terrified than the person who had turned into a white dog. As his body trembled, he swiftly retreated, intending to flee regardless of the cost. He had not expected … that there would be a powerful warrior who could shock him in this ordinary mountain village!
This person was so strong that he was definitely a Great Empyrean, but he could not understand why, because even the Great Empyreans in the sect did not have a divine ability that could turn a person into an animal!
Based on the level of his cultivation base, he could tell at a glance that this was no simple illusion. In fact, it wasn't an illusion at all. It was a transformation of the Essence of life. The emaciated cultivator had been transformed from the Essence of life into an animal!!
This was the source of his fear. At that moment, there was no longer any greed for Su Ming's Enchanted Treasures in the cultivator's mind. There was no longer any killing intent to kill Su Ming. The only thought in his mind was to flee regardless of the cost! As he charged forward, he tore through space and took half a step forward.
"See? This is what it means to cut wood. Heh heh, I'm amazing, aren't I?" The old man lifted his chin smugly. When he lifted the axe in his right hand, he swiftly swung it at the rather plump cultivator who had already stepped into space and was about to disappear.
"I can't let that plump dog run away. I still have to keep it to guard the house. When I'm hungry, I can at least have a sumptuous meal, right?" As the old man spoke, the cultivator who had already stepped into space shuddered. His body instantly tumbled backwards and landed in the courtyard. As his body twisted, he let out a whimper … and turned into a white dog.
He shuddered. When he looked at the old man, the fear in his eyes was something he had never seen before in his life.
"See? See? See? See?" The old man pointed at the two white dogs while chattering nonstop. He looked at Su Ming and spoke with a serious expression on his face.
"Chopping wood. This is what you call chopping wood. Heh heh, you have to know that there are plenty of people in Ancient Zang who would rather lick my toes to come to my place to chop wood for a day. If it weren't because that boy Gu brought me to some romantic places in the past and made me feel very comfortable, I wouldn't have helped him.
"Remember, when you cut wood, when you cut it, if you look at the wood, then what you cut is also wood, but if you don't look at it, then what you cut might not be wood.
"It's too messy. I've never had a disciple, and I don't know how to teach anyone either. Figure it out slowly on your own. "Remember, there are three Realms when it comes to cutting wood. The first is to cut people, the second is to cut wood, and the third is to cut all the wood or people you find unpleasant." The old man scratched his head. After talking for so long, he felt that he had become confused, so he decided to toss the axe on the ground, turn around, and walk into the house.
Just as he was about to enter the house, he suddenly came to a halt. He turned his head around slightly and faced Su Ming with the side of his face. He seemed to have become different once again. He was no longer frivolous and had an ancient air about him.
"Su Ming," he said slowly, and there was an old air to his voice.
Su Ming had already gained some understanding from the old man's words. When he lifted his head, he looked at the old man.
"Give these two dogs a name. If either of them is disobedient, kill them, and we can drink dog soup tomorrow." Once he finished speaking, the old man sent his divine sense into the house.
The rain continued to fall in the courtyard. The two white dogs were shivering in the rain.
Su Ming ignored the two dogs. Instead, he picked up the axe and returned to the wooden shed. As he stared at the axe, a contemplative look appeared in his eyes. His expression was calm, but in truth, a huge storm had already raged in his heart.
He had never doubted the old man's level of cultivation, but he did not expect that the act of cutting wood could reach such an astonishing degree. This had already surpassed all divine abilities and Arts.
'Cutting Life Matrix …' A glint appeared in Su Ming's eyes. He could not forget what had happened. In fact, to him, this was no longer something a cultivator could do. It had already turned into a serendipity!
"A serendipity …" Su Ming mumbled. His gaze landed on the two white dogs in the courtyard. In silence, he lifted his right hand, and the clothes and storage bags that previously belonged to the two white dogs flew to him.
"You are White Three!" Su Ming pointed at the rather plump white dog.
"You are White Three!" Su Ming's gaze landed on the two-legged white dog.
The two dogs fell silent. Grief appeared on their faces. Besides shivering in the rain, they could do nothing else. Once they turned into animals, their cultivation bases had been completely sealed. Even if they were still alive, it would be better for them to be dead.
The humiliation and fear caused grief and indignation to appear on the two white dogs' faces.
They were not dogs. They were cultivators. They were the sect elders and Dao Paragons of One Dao Sect. They could summon wind and rain in Ancient Zang, and in fact, they stood at the peak, but now …
This sort of contrast was something they could not accept.
"Even if you want to die, you won't. Even if you die, there is a way for you to continue being reincarnated as guard dogs. If you can be loyal, then perhaps after some time, I will ask the old man for mercy and give you a chance to become cultivators again," Su Ming said faintly.
"I'll give you one night to think about it." Once Su Ming finished speaking, he lowered his head to look at the axe in his hand and sank into deep thought.
"Today, I saw some words in the group, and some of them came from the bottom of my heart. I will tell all of you about them here. I originally wanted to put them in a single sheet, but in case someone said that I was putting on a show, I decided to put them here.
"I will use my outburst to move all of you to cast your monthly votes. I don't want to bring any burden to all of you because I fight for monthly votes. I don't want to gather funds!
"I can win or lose when I fight for monthly votes, but I don't want to lose everything and everyone just because I win the monthly votes.
"Everyone is the most important! "As long as all of my fellow Daoists can feel my blood boiling during the month of November, that will be enough!
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