Turns Out I’m a Great Cultivator

"Although your carambola trees are all stained with an unknown gray mist, the material of the trees is still very good, and they are qualified to be used as firewood to make fires for the masters."

As Li Nianfan's royal woodcutter, Jiang Liu had a deep understanding of firewood, and he could tell at a glance that these carambola trees were suitable for firewood.

"Firewood?"

"who do you think You Are!"

The tree of the Yangtao Clan Leader was twisted, and the endless anger turned the Yangtao above from green to red. At the same time, an extremely ferocious aura burst out violently from its body!

What it hates most is that others look down upon itself.

Because it was originally just an ordinary spiritual root. It evolved into the original spiritual root through the unknown gray mist.

Now that he is being reduced to firewood, how can he not be angry?

"You will bear the boundless wrath of our carambolas!"

"Jiejiejie——"

The river stood in the center of the peach forest, and the surrounding trees covered the sky, making strange laughter sounds around him. The terrifying pressure caused the surrounding space to split and become a special space independently. The avenue turned into a vision and flashed in the void. plunder.

But the river was still calm. He just took off half of his clothes and tied them around his body, like an ordinary woodcutter.

The long sword was slightly raised, and his eyes were simple and calm. What he saw in his eyes was no longer a tree demon or a spiritual root, but an ordinary tree.

With the wood-chopping knife technique, anything can be chopped, let alone what you are dealing with is firewood.

Feeling Jiang Liu's contempt, the Yangtao clan leader became even more murderous. He wanted to crush him and roared: "Die!"

"boom!"

The entire forest was shaking, endless branches were rolling, and roots were rising from the earth, bathing in the avenue, each one containing the power of creating the world.

If you enter a small world, you can easily crush that small world!

Countless roots either fused together and turned into giant hands that covered the sky and suppressed the river flow, or they turned like long snakes and whipped around with terrifying power, leaving cracks in the void.

This place has become a world of plants, and even the earth has been overturned and ceased to exist.

Jiang Liu said solemnly to the carambola tree behind him: "Drag me up."

"Okay...ok."

The carambola tree trembled under the terrifying pressure and spoke weakly.

The branches shook and surrounded the river, lifting him little by little above his head and into the void!

"What a terrifying force, plants versus rivers."

Yang Jian and others had already rushed over at this time, and when they saw the situation in the backyard, their expressions suddenly became solemn.

"These fruits are so powerful, let's work together to suppress them!"

The Lord of Angels spoke solemnly, and just as he was about to rush out, he was stopped by Taoist Junjun.

He said: "This is a matter between Jiang Liu and Mu Chai. It is a fateful duel. We should not interfere. This is the most basic respect for a qualified woodcutter."

Hearing this, everyone stopped and looked worriedly at the field.

At this moment, Yang Taolin's attack had already arrived at Jiang Liu's side, and Jiang Liu's eyes gradually became serious.

His body sank slightly, he raised his sword in a standard wood-chopping posture, entered a state of selflessness, and said calmly: "Chop wood seriously!"

Then, slash out!

"laugh--"

With him as the center, the endless sword storm spread out crazily, turning into a boundless storm, sweeping up like a tornado, covering the whole world in the boundless sword intent.

Heaven and earth are like swords, slaying all things!

The translucent sword light shone, and the terrifying sword intent shuttled through, cutting off all the surrounding branches!

"Ah ah ah, die!"

In the endless sword energy, Yangtao Clan Leader's roar came, and countless roots flew around, causing the time and space of this world to be constantly annihilated and reorganized.

"Boom boom boom!"

In the vision, there were sounds of explosions and roars. Even Yang Jian and others could only vaguely see some images of the fight inside.

Xiao Chengfeng held the hilt of the sword tightly with both hands, his eyes were red, and he said with great sadness and anger: "Damn it, this famous scene does not belong to me, Xiao Chengfeng."

Gradually, the vision dissipated.

Jiang Liu still stood proudly on the branches of the carambola tree, raising his sword and looking around. He seemed a little weak, but his grace was still there.

Under his feet, there are already countless broken branches piled up, and if you look closely, you will find that these broken branches are extremely regular, and the places where they were cut are also flat and smooth. They can no longer be said to be branches, but individual roots. Standard firewood...

Everyone in Tiangong immediately admired him from the bottom of their hearts and exclaimed: "Good fellow, Jiang Liu is indeed a senior woodcutter. This swordsmanship is indeed accurate!"

Taoist Junjun said directly: "It's like a natural match. It's a wonderful showdown. Everyone applauds."

"Bah bang bang!"

There were bursts of applause.

Jiang Liu waved to everyone with a smile and said modestly: "You're welcome. As an expert woodcutter, this is just a basic operation. You can't embarrass the expert."

In terms of strength, his magic power is not even as deep as that of Yangtao Clan Leader, not to mention that the other party brought a large forest to fight with him. However, he practiced the wood-chopping method, which is an innate suppression of Yangtao. Taolin's restraint effect is obvious.

During the fight, he even gained a lot of combat insights.

"Muchai, you actually treat us as firewood, it's unforgivable!"

Yangtao Clan Leader's voice was trembling, and his huge body was shaking with extreme anger.

Most of its branches have been cut down and are bald, looking a bit desolate.

"Death, I must kill you!!!"

Yangtao Clan Leader's voice became extremely sharp, and was mixed with another voice. From its trunk, wisps of gray mist emerged, transforming into a gray face, looking at it with a cold and ruthless gaze. The river current makes people feel chilly.

"In the seventh realm, God will never forgive you for repeatedly ruining my good deeds!"

A majestic voice came from that face, unparalleled in dominance.

The ominous gray fog circulates on the carambola tree, regrowing its broken branches, and the atmosphere becomes strange and terrifying. The ominous gray fog surges, covering the carambola forest with a gray coat, completely shrouded in uncertainty. .

"Break the night with one sword!"

Xiao Chengfeng, who was on the side, could no longer hold back. Seeing this, he immediately drew his sword, condensed a shocking sword, and slashed towards the carambola tree!

However, the terrifying sword light fell on the carambola tree, but it was like a mud cow falling into the sea, causing no waves.

This made Xiao Chengfeng's face stiffen slightly.

The ominous gray mist flowed like water, accompanied by a sneer, "Under the 'sky', all your efforts are in vain! I will turn you all into white-haired monsters!"

Jiang Liu stood detached, not too panicked, but smiled lightly and said: "Haha, you finally showed up, landscape box."

What?

Landscape box?

‘Tian’ was stunned, followed by boundless anger.

What's going on with these people from the Seventh Realm?

It was okay to call the carambolas a firewood just now, but now you dare to call the majestic ‘sky’ a landscape box!

Why can you give other people arbitrary definitions? It’s so disrespectful!

'Tian' stared at Jiang Liu and said coldly: "You tough-talking guy, let me turn you into a white-haired monster first."

A branch is surrounded by an unknown gray fog and slowly winds towards the river!

Although Jiang Liu stole the show just now, his strength has been exhausted and he obviously has no strength to fight anymore, not to mention that his opponent has turned into 'Heaven'.

Taoist Junjun and others wanted to come to the rescue, but were trapped in the carambola forest. The ominous gray mist was too weird. This was a power that was above them, leaving them helpless.

"The other purpose of our coming here is you, how could we not have a backup plan?"

However, Jiang Liu smiled slightly, held his sword without any panic, and after using a magic formula, he lightly drew the void in front of him.

"Tear!"

The space was like paper, with a hole cut open.

In the deep space, I don't know where it leads, it is extremely calm, with only a little strange breath coming out.

Then, a picture that traveled through the space slowly opened up like a scroll.

This is in a forest, with monsters moving around, and a tall man holding a dung fork, working hard in the big pit in the middle.

He felt something in his heart, raised his eyes and glanced here, his eyes fixed on the unknown gray fog, and said: "Hey, it's good, you found the unknown gray fog so quickly."

"He is your back-up? Not very good, not good enough at all!"

‘Tian’ sneered again and again, and did not take Wang Zun to heart, but continued to attack Jiangliu.

And just when it came to Jiang Liu, Wang Zun moved.

He slowly picked up the dung bucket at his feet and flicked it towards it.

"Buzz!"

The void rippled like water waves, the mysterious aura was overwhelming, causing boundless avenues to converge, and overwhelming pressure came across the endless space!

The attack of 'Sky' collapsed instantly, and the dung bucket covered the sky, suspended in the void, with overwhelming power.

"No, what kind of treasure is this? It can actually condense its origin and suppress it directly on me!"

'Tian' let out a panicked cry, and the ominous gray fog in the entire forest began to boil, and he actually wanted to run away.

Wang Zun said calmly: "Take it from me!"

The dung bucket immediately turned around, its mouth downwards, and emitted a suction force, sucking in wisps of unknown gray mist towards it.

"No, who are you and what is this?!"

The ominous gray fog kept twisting, struggling, changing into various shapes, and being pulled by the dung bucket.

Wang Zun replied: "I am just a dung picker, and this is my dung bucket."

Picking shit?

Shit bucket?

‘Tian’ almost vomited blood.

It was discovered that this group of people not only gave random definitions to their enemies, but also had weird definitions for themselves.

One calls himself a woodcutter, and the other simply calls himself a dung picker.

It’s so outrageous, how can others live like this?

"You...are simply not human!"

"I'm not weird enough, the seventh realm is the weirdest!"

The unknown gray mist let out one last unwilling scream before being completely absorbed by the dung bucket.

Wang Zun raised his hand and the dung bucket once again crossed the space and returned to Wang Zun's hand.

He simply left a sentence, "I will leave the landscape box here for now. You can pick it up when you come back."

The carambola forest that was originally shrouded in an unknown gray fog regained its luster.

Everyone in the Heavenly Palace watched all this eagerly, and also felt dazed.

They were struggling a moment ago, not knowing how to deal with it, but they didn't expect that the next moment, 'Heaven' would be suppressed like this?

Do you want to be so awesome?

It would be too popular to follow an expert, right?

Whether it's Jiang Liu, who is a woodcutter, or Wang Zun, who picks up dung for an expert, each one is more awesome than the other, making them just like foils, with no sense of existence.

Xiao Chengfeng said: "It's so enviable to be able to follow an expert. Just that shit bucket is enough to make me jealous. He's so handsome!"

Taoist Junjun said: "Hey, we have to work hard, otherwise the gap will only widen."

Yang Jian said with firm eyes: "The master is also very kind to us, and he also passed down the Taoism. The morning exercise last time was definitely a supreme magical power. I have to practice it hard!"

As for the Lord of Angels and Alina, their faces were full of excitement, and their eyes were shining with excitement.

Because they also have an identity among the experts, they are feather suppliers!

The Lord of Angels immediately said: "Long Mao, we have to work hard to grow long hair! By becoming an excellent feather supplier, we will definitely be favored by experts!"

Alina nodded repeatedly and said, "Father is right, growing feathers is also a technical job!"

Jiang Liu was already cleaning the battlefield.

A smile appeared on his face, and he said to everyone in the Heavenly Palace: "The harvest this time has been great. This tree has not been eroded by the unknown gray fog. It can be taken back to make new fruits for the masters. Others have been unknown." The carambola trees stained by the gray fog can be used as wood, and there are also landscape boxes, which is really nice.”

Yang Jian asked: "What should I say? Let's go back and report to the master now?"

Taoist Junjun shook his head, "It's not enough. The master said there are too few landscape boxes, so we can't just take one back."

The Lord of Angels responded: "Do you think the master wants us to collect all the ominous gray fog?"

Taoist Junjun was slightly startled, and then said: "It is indeed possible! It's better to arrest many than to arrest them all. I didn't think about it before."

Xiao Chengfeng said immediately: "Fellow Taoist Tianhua, just tell me that there are still those places where the unknown gray fog is haunted, and we will go directly and take them!"

"Anyone who is contaminated with the unknown gray fog will definitely find ways to absorb the origin of a world and expand his ambitions, so there are few things that can be hidden."

The Lord of Angels spoke calmly, paused and said solemnly: "However, there are also some forces that are already very powerful, and long-term considerations are needed."

Yang Jian said: "Then let's start from the beginning and send more people to investigate. Anyway, they are all scourges. We can catch as many as we can!"

Taoist Junjun reminded: "By the way, let's find out about other fruits."

In the days that followed, people from the Heavenly Palace began to come and go frequently in the fourth and even fifth realms.

Moreover, every time he takes action, it will set off a frenzy and cause a sensation.

Because they specifically focus on the forces contaminated by the unknown gray mist, and then act domineeringly to suppress them!

This allowed many people to intuitively understand the combat power of the Seventh Realm, and the reputation of Tiangong became famous.

For a moment, the monks who were contaminated by the unknown gray mist felt panicked.