I preach with black technology

Chapter 49

After receiving Jianzong's confirmed reply, Lu Yan did not rush to set off, but first found a time to attend a class at Buluo Peak.

After the establishment of Buluofulai, it is not that it cannot operate without Lu Yan. There are many teachers in the school who are responsible for teaching, from basic theory to actual combat. Come over for an exchange, and use the Divine Good Fortune Sect as the first stop when traveling in Central Continent.

In addition to private customization, the pure industrial assembly line refinement implemented by Buluofulai allows all disciples to have the opportunity to earn spirit stones, forming a very good cycle.

Lu Yan also intends to select more outstanding disciples among them, and have technical and theoretical exchanges with the demon world.

But now is not the time.

Lu Yan took a class with great difficulty, and all the disciples of the Divine Creation Sect, whether they were free or not, came to attend the class. upper half.

This time, while explaining the formations and runes, Lu Yan inserted a little bit of what he had seen and heard in the demon world, which attracted questions from the disciples.

Ah Liang has high-level authority, and he sits in the place closest to Lu Yan. His magic power is sealed, and he is no different from an ordinary mortal child. Lu Yan asked someone to prepare a set of pens and paper for him.Ah Liang rarely used paper and ink in the Demon Realm. There are too few plants in the Demon Realm, and there are no extra materials to make paper. He can only use wooden sticks to learn and practice characters on the sand. After one class, Ah Liang's fair face turned into a little cat .

After class, Lu Yan took Ah Liang to wash his face. The child's eyes were shining, and he sat on a chair shaking his calf, with a piece of fruit-flavored malt candy in his mouth, and said vaguely: "Brother Bupo, I like your sect so much. , it would be great if Sister A Luo was here."

The Divine Creation Sect is a weapon refining sect, which teaches craftsmanship. There is no cruel competition for resources in ordinary sects, and there is no obsession with cultivation. The assembly line operation can also enhance cooperation, so it can be more harmonious. According to the sect rules, even a small qi training disciple, if he cannot stay in the sect, he can still work in the maintenance department set up by Lu Yan, which is available all over Central Continent.

Probably the charm of package distribution and iron rice bowl.

After a class, Ah Liang’s small cloth bag was full of delicious food and wooden toys, his little face was flushed from being rubbed, he was already sensitive to people’s emotions, knowing that these people had no bad intentions for him, it was okay It's so cute.

Lu Yan smiled and said, "Wait for a while."

Ah Liang happily gave the new toy to Lu Yan. It was a square box with a mechanism. When it was opened, it would split from the middle, and a little wolf popped out. It was so cute and could cry Whoop whoop.

——I heard that the prototype is Xun Cang.

Lu Yan took it at a loss: "..."

I don't know how Xun Cang will feel after seeing it.

After class, Lu Yan released the spirit boat and prepared to go to Jianzong.

There are still a few days before the time agreed with Jianzong, Lu Yan plans to take A Liang to stroll around the city on the way.

Fuyi has already passed ahead of time, she is going to help Song Fuyao practice sword.

Before Fuyi left, Lu Yan reminded her that Fuyi's sword lies in the freedom and sharpness of being indomitable and strong when encountering the strong, but Song Fuyao obviously did not follow the same path, so don't let people get sidetracked. After hearing this, Fuyi suddenly realized, hurriedly Went to Jianzong, ready to be a ruthless feeding machine.

It's a pity that Lu Yan is not a sword cultivator, and he doesn't know much about sword manuals, even less about Song Fuyao, otherwise he could try to tailor a set of sword manuals for people.

After bidding farewell to master, uncle, senior brother and his reluctant classmate Shen Erji, Lu Yan launched the spirit boat and set off with A Liang.

The conversation was divided into two parts, Fuyi was a frequent visitor of Jianzong, and the gatekeeper elder didn't even bother to say hello to her, so he let her in directly.

I saw a flash of red light, and the clothes fell on the top of Song Fuyao's mountain.

Except for a few elders, Fuyi has the highest cultivation level, and almost no one can notice after restraining his aura.

Including Duan Tongfeng and Song Fuyao.

Seeing that the one-year period is getting closer, Duan Tongfeng regards himself as an extraordinary talent, and never really put Song Fuyao in his eyes, but he couldn't help but inquire about Song Fuyao's news.

Why swing the sword three thousand times a day, why go to the elders for advice every day, what comprehend the meaning of the sword in Tianchao and so on.

Song Fuyao had just broken through the Nascent Soul, and his realm was unstable. Under such training, his aura gradually calmed down, showing a faint tendency to stabilize.

You know, it took Duan Tongfeng ten years to stabilize in the early Yuanying stage.

Now, Duan Tongfeng couldn't sit still anymore, and was going to have a talk with himself, his nominal "Taoist companion".

Song Fuyao just came back from enlightenment in Tianchao, she didn't wear the taoist robe passed down by her own disciples, she only wore a coarse cloth and short brown, Song Fuyao is not a beauty, she does not show her beauty, her temperament is calm and cold, she appeared in her yard with an expressionless face Duan Tongfeng said: "Brother Duan, you have exceeded the rules."

Although there is no such thing as the so-called great defense between men and women in the cultivation world, Song Fuyao's good mood for the day was still dispelled a lot.

Duan Tongfeng frowned, as if he was a little displeased with Song Fuyao's words, and said, "Junior Sister, you and I should be as close as one, why bother to beat you to the death and make others laugh at you."

Song Fuyao's expression didn't change, and he replied: "The phrase 'as close as one body' said by senior brother is the biggest joke I've ever heard."

Duan Tongfeng, Chief Swordsman, the proud son of heaven, had he ever looked at her Song Fuyao in the past.

But having said that, Song Fuyao doesn't need Duan Tongfeng to look squarely at her. Her sword is only for Jianzong and herself.

"You!" Duan Tongfeng flicked his sleeves, clenched his hands behind his back, but in his words he said "I'm all for your own good", "You and I fight each other, and it will do harm to Jianzong, but not any benefit, besides, You and I made a marriage contract when we were young, I inherit the Jianzong, and I must join you, you are the suzerain wife of the Jianzong, junior sister may wish to reconsider and give up the one-year agreement."

Song Fuyao hated Duan Tongfeng's superior attitude the most.

It's as if everything she got was donated by Duan Tongfeng.

Since entering Jianzong, she has been in constant wind and rain. Except for the retreat, she must swing the sword three thousand times a day, and she has never slack off for a moment. She is grateful to Jianzong and her master, and has never had any relationship with Duan Tongfeng.

Song Fuyao had no intention of wasting words with Duan Tongfeng. With just a few words, she could meditate and digest the sword intent she had just comprehended in Tianzhu. Maybe, I have a different opinion from senior brother, please go back."

Duan Tongfeng didn't move, his eyes were unpredictable, he sighed softly, and said casually: "Is it because Senior Sister Fuyi won't let you give up?"

Fuyi arrived at this time, she was frank and frank, and didn't bother to listen to the corner, but this time she was really interested, and wanted to hear what Duan Tongfeng said about her behind her back.

Song Fuyao was a little confused: "Senior sister Guan Fuyi, what's the matter?"

When she went out to interrupt the suzerain to give way to Duan Tongfeng, Fuyi was not there yet.

Duan Tongfeng, however, looked confident: "I grew up with Junior Sister Song. You are soft-tempered and believe everything others say. Have you thought about it? After inheriting Jianzong, you have to bear all the pressure. The affairs of the sect are not easy. However, Fuyi is a female cultivator, even though her swordsmanship is superb, she does not have the ability to control a life and death. Otherwise, she and Pei Zhan are the disciples of the previous generation. Don't listen to her advice and think twice before acting."

Song Fuyao never dreamed that the word "soft" would one day be used on himself.

To describe a swordsman as "soft", who is he insulting?

Not

When Song Fuyao spoke, there was a "bang" sound, Fuyi broke through the door, Chaomu sword was out of its sheath, and the red-clothed female cultivator burst out with strong sword intent and murderous aura from all over her body, and said word by word: "I Senior brother who is the head of the sect dares to forcibly break through to transform the gods in order to protect the sect, he inherits the righteousness of the sect of gods, so it is not your turn to speak!"

Pei Zhan is nearly a hundred years older than Fuyi, and the sect is full of elders who don't know how to take care of little girls. As the head disciple, the elder brother Pei Zhan takes on the heavy responsibility, taking care of Fuyi until he can run Can jump and stab people with a sword.

After the death of the previous sect leader, Fu Yi was only a Jindan cultivator. How could she take over the order of the sect master? However, her senior brother Pei Zhan dared to break through to transform the gods after accepting the order of the sect master, and supported the Divine Creation Sect all the way to today.

How can Duan Tongfeng, how can he dare to compare with Pei Zhan?

He can't even match Pei Zhan's toes!

Song Fuyao took a deep breath, and quickly moved out of the battlefield, not caring at all whether his yard would be smashed to pieces by Fu Yi's sword.

Hey, Duan Tongfeng is really brave. He satirized Lu Bupo in Medical Valley, and he was taught by Fuyi for two consecutive years. This time, he speculated and provoked the relationship between the head of Pei and Fuyi...

Song Fuyao secretly made up her mind that she would try her best to win Duan Tongfeng in the one-year agreement, otherwise the relationship between Jianzong and Shenhaohuazong for so many years would be over.

"Besides, so what about the female cultivator, I'll beat you until you cry!"

Above the sky, the sun gradually faded and turned into a night sky with stars shining on it. Under the call of the strong sword energy, the surrounding area was full of clanging sword sounds, brushing the clothes and black hair automatically without wind, and the sword intent almost turned into substance: " Duan Tongfeng, I warned you, misfortune comes from your mouth!"

The last stop of Lu Yan and A Liang was Baiqiu City.

Baiqiu City was not in the Jianzong route, but Lu Yan was thinking about it, so he turned a corner.

It used to be plagued by strange diseases, but now there are still Yigu disciples stationed in the city, and a pharmacy is opened opposite the maintenance department, and the two families still visit from time to time.

A Liang held a small box of honey barbecue bought from the last city in one hand, cut it into small pieces for easy entrance, brushed with honey and various seasonings during baking, and it was burnt brown, and the bottom of the box was temporarily painted With a small array of heat preservation, the meat has been kept at the most suitable temperature. Ah Liang took a bite, and even his lips were rubbed with a layer of shiny oil.

Lu Yan cast a spell to reduce the sense of existence of himself and Ah Liang, so that no one noticed them when walking on the street.

Autumn will pass, the weather will turn cooler, and winter will come soon, and there will be snowflakes falling, covered in silver, which is very beautiful.

Lu Yan came to Zhongzhou when the wind and snow were at its peak, and the snow had a special meaning to him.

Ah Liang had never seen snow before, so he asked, "Is snow edible?"

Lu Yan twisted his fingers, pinched a few flakes of snowflakes onto Ah Liang's palm, Ah Liang licked it with the tip of his tongue, and the icy cold feeling spread from the tip of his tongue to his brain. Liang felt that he could eat three more bowls of barbecue!

"Someone will collect the falling snow from the flower branches, put it in a jar, and seal it in the cellar, and make tea in the coming year. It will be a special taste."

Lu Yan explained lightly: "After the snow falls this year, I will also try to boil a pot of tea eggs with snow water. I don't know if it will taste better."

Ah Liang: "..."

He doesn't know what tea is, but he can still hear the difference between tea and tea eggs.

Baiqiu City was very small, and Lu Yan didn't notice any signs of the strange disease coming back, so he walked a few steps to the door of the maintenance department.

People in Baiqiu town lined up in a very orderly manner with large or small utensils in their hands.

After autumn, it is hard to bear the winter. In the past, many people died in the winter. Since the maintenance and settlement, they have seen all kinds of good things, such as thermos pots and thermos barrels, heating air conditioners, hot water and hot meals every day, Buying one can be used for several years, and even if it breaks, it doesn't cost much to repair it. No one died from the cold in Baiqiu City again.

Immortals are worthy of being immortals!

A strong man held a long strip of things horizontally and put it on the table of the maintenance department, and said, "Master, help me check it out. I want to turn it on and try it today, but I found that the air conditioner doesn't turn on, and there is neither cold nor hot air."

The disciples from the maintenance department quickly looked at the formation and found that there was no trace of damage to the formation. Using a tool, they cleverly lifted the air conditioner cover engraved with the formation, took out a transparent round bead, and said, "It's okay, it's the spirit." The bead has no spiritual energy, I will replace it with a spirit bead for you first, open a list and go to the front desk to pay."

The brawny man waited obediently, and the disciples from the maintenance department quickly replaced the Lingzhu, and adjusted it in front of the big man. Seeing that the air conditioner started to run again, the big man smiled happily, and hurriedly took the list and went to the front desk to pay the money.

It's almost winter, how can we do without air conditioning!

At the beginning, Lu Yan struggled with how to install the air conditioner and heating pipes. Later, he thought about it, the air conditioner he made does not need to be connected to electricity, there is no electricity bill, and a spirit bead can support it for a long time. Both cold and hot air can blow, and there are more heating pipes It's not appropriate to pay one price.

After the air conditioner was repaired, before the next person arrived, the disciples of the maintenance department put the spirit beads, which were only empty shells, in a wooden box, and shouted loudly: "Fellow Daoist Ying, come and fill up the spiritual energy!"

Lu Yan: "..."

Fellow Daoist?

The familiar voice was a little weak, dragging out the tone: "Come here... It's too difficult to make money!"

Lu Yan took Ah Liang's hand, walked through the crowd, and came to the work station of the maintenance department disciples, bent his index finger, and tapped lightly twice.

The disciple from the maintenance department was so busy that he didn't raise his head, and said, "Hi, you are at the end of the line, you can't jump in line, what help do you need?"

Lu Yan said: "I'm looking for Sanliang."

The maintenance department disciple: "..."

The disciple from the maintenance department suddenly raised his head and stood up abruptly. Before he had time to be surprised, his joy was beyond words: "Little uncle!"

On the day Lu Yan came back, all the disciples belonging to the Divine Creation Sect got the news, but they were in the maintenance department and couldn't welcome the junior uncle back to the sect. They were sad for several days. Who would have thought that the junior uncle would come to Baiqiu City!

Ying Sanliang lifted the curtain at the back, the loss of spiritual energy made him sluggish, Ying Sanliang was slightly higher than Lu Yan's realm, and he couldn't hide it by blindfolding, he was stunned, rubbed his eyes, and saw Lu Yan looking at him with a smile on the corner of his mouth, Ying Sanliang The two came to Lu Yan with strides as if they were seeing their relatives: "Ancestor, I'm miserable without you!"

A Liang leaned out from behind Lu Yan, looked up and saw Ying Sanliang with an unshaven beard, trembling hands, and water marks in his eyes. If he wanted to hug his brother, A Liang immediately stood in the middle, and said in a childlike voice: "Uncle, cry, okay?" shame!"

Ying was choked with tears in twos and twos, and lowered his head to look at the little radish head A Liang.

"..."

"..."

Ying hesitated to speak, stopped talking and wanted, stopped and wanted again, and finally asked tentatively: "Ancestor, your child... is this old?"

Lu Yan: "..."

What happened to you sword cultivators?