The old man in Confucian robes said: "If Master hadn't cut down the trees every day, allowed the red crow trees to multiply, and allowed the mangrove fire crows to fly into the universe and take root. It wouldn't be long before the red crow tree clan could become as powerful as the ten clans in hell.

The living environment of the rich clan and the creatures in the universe will be even more difficult."

Bai Qing'er said: "Eldest Brother's vision is not to cut down all the red crow trees in one day, nor to climb down the Star Cliff in one day. Master said that if Eldest Brother completes this vision, he will be able to reach the level of perfection in the sky.

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Zhang Ruochen felt more respect in his heart.

Cutting down trees is also a kind of practice and a tempering of one's state of mind and will.

Not everyone can persist in such a boring practice day after day, year after year.

When they came to Xingtian Cliff, Bai Qing'er explained the purpose of their visit and hoped that the old woodcutter could help them repair the sundial.

The old woodcutter was also very talkative. After seeing the sundial, he began to examine it carefully and conduct various investigations.

Bai Qing'er whispered to Zhang Ruochen: "After the death of Holy Monk Xumi, senior brother's attainments in the way of time can be regarded as the first person in the world. Even the master of the Temple of Time may not be able to compare with him."

"And in the way of refining weapons, Senior Brother has gone even further. It would not be an exaggeration to call him a half-master in the art of weaponry."
Chapter completed!