I preach with black technology

Chapter 11

Jianzong, the majestic moat.

Fuyi is a frequent visitor of the Sword Sect. After she was picked up by her master, she was found to have a natural sword body. However, the Divine Good Fortune Sect did not have a systematic sword cultivation system. Yi went to Jianzong to take lessons.

The relationship between Jianzong and Shenhaohuazong has always been good. Most of the disciples' swords come from Shenhaohuazong. When they were young, the previous master would hold Fuyi's hand and visit Jianzong. When Fuyi could run, he would jump and take it He poked someone's ass with a sword, and the previous head just let go of him, and casually flicked his clothes and walked away.

It can be said that Jianzong has a half-master friendship with Fuyi.

The gatekeeper elder saw a red figure from a distance, with a sharp sword intent, he smiled and supported his beard, and when the person landed, he said familiarly: "I guessed that you must be the first one to come looking for Tongfeng Breakthrough. "

Brushing his clothes and flicking his hair, he bowed in a dignified manner: "Thank you for thinking about me, uncle. My nephew has made a breakthrough, and it's my younger brother's birthday. Wouldn't it be unreasonable for Duan Tongfeng not to say something about it?"

"That sounds good." The gatekeeper elder knew the two juniors' sparring well, Fuyi's temperament was unrestrained, and when the two competed, Duan Tongfeng, who was born in a serious sword sect, lost more than he won, and Fuyi was a poor man who was used to winning. After that, they fished things from Duan Tongfeng's private treasury. When people from the Zongmen saw Fuyi, they knew they were coming to slaughter the big family again. The elder gatekeeper sighed, "Counting it all together, the age of Mengji breaking through the golden core is even younger than Tongfeng's." Two years old, really a hero born a boy."

Fu Yi only smiled, his face full of obvious pride: "Master Uncle Miao Zan."

Jianzong's moat is not just a moat, it is a cliff that has been hammered and tempered by the sword intent. The sword energy on it is criss-crossed, and it has been cut into the appearance of a giant sword.

Every time Fuyi passes by, he will definitely ponder here for a while. Jianzong has a long history. The first sword of Tianzhu was cut open when the founder of the mountain ascended. The sword is majestic and restrained. , to create such a scene.

Seeing that Fuyi hadn't settled down for a long time, the gatekeeper elder wondered, "Aren't you planning to enlighten today?"

Fuyi looked up at the giant sword, each sword energy turned into a solid body, and she kept practicing it in her sea of ​​consciousness. In the past, she felt that the profound meaning of the sword way was so powerful that she dared not look directly at it for too long. Drill into her mind.

Kendo secrets.

The meaning of Tao.

Fuyi recalled the word "Tao" written by the younger brother when he entered Taoism. It was dazzling, as if reflecting countless changes, and melted the mysteries of heaven and earth into that single word. Without cultivating formations and talismans, I just feel that if I have some enlightenment but I have no way to start, until now I am looking directly at the sword sect's moat.

Those sword intents were as real as they were, causing Fu Yifang to loosen the realm he had broken through not long ago.

You must know that Yuanying is another natural moat for monks. If you cross it, you will be a great power to everyone. You can start a sect and establish a sect, and you can become an elder of Keqing. After that, every time you break through a small realm, you will be a great fortune.

Fuyi exhaled lightly, and said with a smile, "I can't wait to try Duan Tongfeng's sword."

The gatekeeper elder opened the gate of Jianzong for her, laughed loudly and said, "Okay!"

Sword repair has always been like this, fighting against the sky, fighting against people, the fighting will never stop, and the sword will last forever.

In Jianzong, many disciples were learning to fly with the sword, or feeding each other in pairs. When they suddenly saw Fuyi, they all smiled and called "Senior Sister Fuyi" or "Uncle Fuyi".

Fuyi nodded to his disciples one by one, and gave pointers as he walked. The disciples who received the advice suddenly realized, and sincerely wished Fuyi a victory.

"boom!"

"Hey hey!"

Fuyi was caught off guard and collided with a person, she was already a Nascent Soul and nothing happened, and the other person took a few steps back, but still didn't stop the car, and was caught off guard and fell down.

The man was wearing a Taoist robe that can only be worn by the disciples of the Sword Sect. He was about to scold him for being blind, but when he looked up and saw Fuyi's iconic red dress, he immediately changed into a smiling face and stood up. : "So it's Senior Sister Fuyi who came to steal our senior brother's little treasury again?"

"He Changyue," Fuyi also saw the person clearly, nodded, and asked, "Where are you going?"

He Changyue was discovered by an elder of the Sword Sect from the mortal world. He heard that he came from a good background and had decent talent, but he was lax in cultivation. , he himself was quite casual, and he replied after hearing the words: "My old lady celebrated her [-]th birthday, I was thinking about finding some more affordable congratulatory gifts, and I happened to meet Senior Sister Fuyi, is there anything more delicate about your Divine Creation Sect?" Yes, a good thing that ordinary people can show off? Money is not a problem!"

Fu Yi admired this kind of stupid money, she pondered for a while, and said: "My Bupo little brother recently made something, I don't know if you want it."

He Changyue didn't know much about the composition of the masters of the Divine Good Fortune Sect, but Fuyi said that the younger brother must also be a direct disciple of a certain elder, and his skills must be good. He became interested, rubbed his hands and said, "Let me see first." Shall I see?"

Finding a deserted place, Fuyi took out Lingmi No. [-] from the storage bag. This kind of rice cultivated with Lingshi was simply and rudely named by Lu Yan according to the top grade, top grade, middle grade, and low grade. Number three and four, those who don't use the spirit gathering array and only use spiritual energy to raise seedlings are called number five.

When He Changyue saw the familiar white rice in his pocket, his disgust was palpable: "Senior Sister Fuyi, is your little brother a farmer? My family has a lot of these things."

Fuyi was stingy and squeezed two pills for He Changyue: "Taste it first."

"Taste is also rice... oh, what is this!"

He Changyue casually bit the two grains of rice between his teeth, only to hear a bang, and a bit of spiritual energy spread out in his mouth along with the unique mellow aroma of rice, and that bit of spiritual energy spread to all limbs and bones. Low, he could feel the changes in the aura in his body even more. He chewed on the few remaining residues, and the more he chewed, the brighter his eyes: "This rice!"

The old god Fuyi is here: "This is the rice that my junior brother grows with spirit stones. I heard that your family has some?"

Rice grown from spirit stones!

He Changyue is a dude, he doesn't accept anything, he just accepts dudes who have more money than himself, farming with Lingshi is farming with money!He was in awe instantly, and shook his head again and again: "No, no, senior sister, I was wrong!"

There are a lot of flowers and fruits that grow naturally with spiritual energy in the world of cultivating immortals. They are either guarded by spiritual things, and it is difficult to get them. The only ones that can be cultivated are medical grains, and they are herbal medicines. Most monks dare not eat them, let alone let mortals eat them. I ate it, and this rice contains spiritual energy, which is suitable for ordinary people to enter. Such a little spiritual energy is perfect for nourishing the body.

Fuyi is now a Nascent Soul, except that Lingmi No. [-] is useful, and the rest is of no benefit to her. She is also a swordsman, and has always relied on herself rather than external forces. Fuyi's idea of ​​exchanging rice for Lingshi.

In the end, He Changyue exchanged a small piece of meteorite the size of a fingernail for a bowl of rice.

The two said goodbye in a friendly way, and both left, one went to find someone to discuss, and the other went home to show off.

Fu Yi: Blood earned!

He Changyue: No compensation!

**

He family.

The He family was originally a family of merchants. Since a phoenix egg capable of cultivating immortals was produced, the status of the entire family has risen accordingly, and everyone who saw it felt envious.

It was already night when He Changyue arrived home. He went back quietly without disturbing anyone. When he passed by the second elder's room, he saw that it was surprisingly bright inside. Through the window screen, even the sand grains on the ground could be clearly illuminated, which was brighter than the moon above his head. Much brighter.

While wondering if this is a newly made candle, he knocked on the door and shouted: "Father, mother!"

There was a sound of tables, chairs and benches colliding in the room. Mr. He opened the door himself. Seeing his son whom he hadn't seen for a long time, he punched him, "Okay, brat."

He Changyue's cultivation was close to him, so he was naturally not afraid of this punch, but hey, hey, he deliberately acted like a coquettish, squeezed the door and ran towards Mrs. He: "Mother, look at me, hit me as soon as you see me!"

Mr. He blew his beard and stared: "You are an immortal now, how can an immortal run home all day long!"

He Changyue retorted: "Immortals are also raised by their fathers and mothers. My mother's birthday is over, so of course I have to come back!"

Overjoyed, Mrs. He praised heartily for a while.

He Changyue took out a small bag of lingmi like a baby, and couldn't wait to show off: "This is lingmi. I bought it from a senior sister from a foreign sect. It contains spiritual energy. After eating it, you will be healthy and live a long life. You will also eat it." try!"

The child's heart can't be wasted, and Mr. He is also skeptical, whether a small handful of rice can be eaten to produce flowers, he asked: "Eat it raw?"

He Changyue was not sure: "It's probably okay to steam it?"

Mr. He asked someone to steam the rice. He Changyue wandered around the room. As soon as he entered the door, he felt a faint wave of spiritual energy. He searched for it. Feeling uncomfortable, he picked it up and asked, "Where did you get this thing?"

Mrs. He closed her eyes and said with a smile: "It's a congratulatory gift from the grain merchant Liang's family who heard that I have bad eyesight. It's called a desk lamp. There is no smoke from candles. It can illuminate the night like day. I need it Well, I heard that it was made by immortals, and it happened to grow back and help us palm eyes."

He Changyue flipped through it twice. He was not good at formations, so he could only make it difficult to see traces of refining, and replied, "It seems that the formations are driven by spirit stones...the work is exquisite."

The most important thing is that even ordinary people can use it easily.

Generally, things in the world of cultivating immortals have a wall with the mortal world, and they are basically driven by spiritual power. However, mortals have no spiritual power. This little thing called a desk lamp has an ingenious concept. Flicking the pick can make the formation work, but I don’t know how to do it. who is the stuff.

He Changyue flipped through the desk lamp, and suddenly found two small characters in the corner of the base.

not broken.

It looks like a number.

He Changyue thought about it for a while, and suddenly remembered, is that junior sister, Senior Sister Fuyi, a Taoist name that can't be broken?

**

Two days later, He Changyue celebrated his old lady's birthday, and was not in a hurry to return to the sect, so he stumbled to the gate of the Divine Creation Sect.

At that time, Lu Yan was celebrating his fifth birthday, and a disciple sent a message to Xianzhao Peak in a hurry: "Little uncle, a sword cultivator has come to destroy your place!"