Chapter 957

The big tree tilts, leaves rub between the rustle sound, the whole tree slowly fell down.

"Bang!"

Seeing that the big tree that one person could not hold was cut off with an axe. Several monks in the kitchen were all dumbfounded. Why could he cut the big tree with one axe? But they have to chop more than ten or twenty axes to cut them off? Is it because he was a foundation builder?

Tang Ning didn't look back and knew what they were thinking. She turned the axe in her hand and looked at the fallen tree. Her tender voice said slowly: "although I'm a foundation builder, I just cut a tree. I don't need to use the strength of building foundation to chop. It's enough to use a little spiritual power."

Said, she turned to look at several people with silly eyes, smiling and asked: "you see, is it very easy?"

Several monks in the kitchen looked at the little child in front of him, and saw that his smiling eyebrows and eyes were bent like crescent moon, and they couldn't help but come back to God. Several people looked at each other, put down the axe in their hands, put their hands together and saluted the little monk in front of them.

"Amitabha, please teach us from Mr. Tang." As they spoke, they were nervous. I wonder if Mr. Tang would like to teach them?

"Yes."

Tang Ning nodded his head with a smile, raised his axe and said, "frankly speaking, it's four or two kilograms. I think you've been lifting the aura of spiritual power all over the body, and have been keeping it all the time. If you are like you, the spiritual power consumption is too large, and the spiritual power is not concentrated. When the axe is cut down, there is not much spirit breath left that really falls on the edge of the axe 。”

"If you want to cut down a big tree with an axe, you should do this. When you lift the axe, you should condense the aura of spiritual power at the edge of the axe blade when you lift the axe. You don't need to be strong enough to chop down the big tree with one axe. If you don't believe it, try it."

As she spoke, she handed the axe back to the disciple on the other side and motioned him to go and try.

The disciple took the axe that he handed over, grasped the handle of the axe, took a deep breath and went forward. According to what Tang Shigang said, he raised the axe in his hand, injected spiritual power into it, and waved it down. However, just as his axe fell, there was a young voice calling for a halt.

"Stop!"

Tang Ning's words said that the monk's axe had been slashed, but this axe did not cut the big tree, just stuck the axe in the tree.

"Master Tang?" The monk looked back at him and didn't know why he stopped?

Downing glanced at the ax stuck in the tree and said, "strength is not good. You use brute force, and the aura of spiritual power is not condensed on the edge of the axe."

"Then, what does the monk do?" He asked nervously. Clearly he had done what Tang Shi said. How could it be different from him?

"Try again and feel your spiritual breath walking first." Tang Ning said, looking at the side of a few people: "you are the same, first try to feel the spirit of the body breath of walking."

"Yes."

They looked at each other and did as he said. However, in addition to doing rough work, cutting firewood and cooking, the monks in these kitchens have put down a lot of practice. Now let them try to walk with the spirit power breath again. For a time, they feel very strange one by one.

After all, in this life, they have advanced hopelessly, and have no practice in ordinary days.