I preach with black technology

Chapter 8

Carrying the hoe, He Nian sighed against the wind: "I really regret it, really."

"I shouldn't have looked for a Taoist companion from the very beginning. If I didn't find a Taoist companion, I wouldn't have met Xun Cang. If Xun Cang hadn't robbed the beauty I liked, I wouldn't have messed with her on a dark and windy night. The little ancestor of the Divine Creation Sect."

With tears in He Nian's eyes, he chopped the yellow ground with a hoe: "I didn't have a choice before, but now I want to be a good demon."

This is the mountaintop where Fuyi crossed the tribulation, it was given to her by Pei Zhan after she broke through the golden core, and having her own mountaintop means that she can open a mountain to recruit disciples.

Fuyi is a sword cultivator. He was afraid that the sword energy would accidentally injure a disciple of the Divine Creation Sect. In addition, he had no plans to accept disciples, so he chose a relatively remote place in the sect. The peak is a little far away, the residual power of thunder and lightning from the last Nascent Soul Tribulation has long since disappeared, leaving only a bare mountain top, and at a glance, there is a bare flat river, which is out of place with the surrounding area, not to mention houses, there is not even a root of grass.

Lu Yan likes this place very much. He needs a large place to do experiments, set up a control group, and use it to plant the seeds of his heart. Xianzhao Peak is full of formations, which cannot be easily dismantled. Why not find another empty place Therefore, he set his sights on the territory of Fuyi.

Holding his sword in his clothes, he stood on a big rock and looked at the mountain that would soon no longer belong to him, and said with nostalgia: "Brother gave me this mountain at the beginning, and asked me to name it. When I saw a book, it said 'Qongqiong White Rabbit, Running around', I used the first and last words to name the mountain 'Qonggu Peak', and warned myself that sword cultivation does not need love."

Lu Yan touched the soil and thought it was okay.

Fuyi went on to say: "Later, I finally realized that the name of my residence must not be associated with the word 'poor'. Isn't it the same as poor care?"

Lu Yan directed He Nian who was forced to reform: "From there to here, divide it into five pieces on average, preferably the same size, and leave a gap about one foot wide in the middle of each piece, understand?"

He Nian brandished a hoe, deliberately lowered his voice, and tried to bargain with an old cannon accent: "Little ancestor, can you discuss it, you can unseal my cultivation base, just this little land, I don't need this mortal Thing, I use two feet and two wings, and I promise to finish planing it for you in a while."

Lu Yan hooked his fingers, signaling He Nian to squat down.

He Nian's eyes lit up, thinking that his sincerity had impressed the little ancestor: "I can't escape from the territory of your God's Creation Sect, and if I have demon power, I'd better fight you!"

Lu Yan patted He Nian on the shoulder and asked, "Do you know about labor reform?"

He Nian leaned on a hoe, shook his head and said, "I don't know."

"Work is the most glorious thing, little comrade," Lu Yan said earnestly, "I seal your demon power to tell you that all happiness must be made with your hands, please."

Year of the Crane: "..."

He Nian stood up indignantly, knowing that the kid had no such good intentions. He walked along the area marked by Lu Yan, hummed and worked to loosen the soil, and swung his hoe like a lethal weapon, with a murderous look on his face.

Over there, Fu Yi hadn't finished delivering Gu Feng's speech on changing the head of the household.

She took out the Chaomu sword, stroked the blade like a lover, and almost burst into tears: "I used every plant and tree on the mountain to exchange for the spirit stone to live a miserable life. I never thought that I could use this Broke the top of the mountain for half a piece of meteorite, Mu Mu, your next forging will be settled!"

Jianxiu was very poor, and Fuyi was especially poor.

In the situation where most of the magical tools in the cultivation world depend on the God's Good Fortune Sect, Fu Yi's poverty is particularly prominent.

Who would have thought that the majestic Yuanying power, the famous Chaomu Sword Fu Yixian, would only be able to forge the natal sword once by being reduced to selling on the top of the mountain.

When Lu Yan was apprenticed to his teacher, Jianzong sent a piece of meteorite from the extreme northern ice field, half of which had small ice crystals. Lu Yan thought that he couldn't ask for such a large piece of land from his senior sister for nothing, so he divided the meteorite into two. The other half was replaced by Qiong Gufeng.

A sword cultivator's sword needs to be continuously forged and improved according to his own realm, and each time he forges back, the materials and skills required are higher than the last time, in order to match the growing needs.

Whether it is materials or craftsmen who can forge back, they all need spirit stones.

And it is an extremely expensive spirit stone.

When Fuyi broke through the Nascent Soul, Taoist Yichen gave him a seal to keep accounts, plus this piece of meteorite, it was enough for Fuyi to forge Zhaomujian without paying a penny.

Blood earned!

Lu Yan casually found a flat stone and sat cross-legged. He didn't think it was too dirty. He was holding a copy of "The Encyclopedia of Formation" and flipped through it quickly. It seemed that he didn't need to learn it specially. He could break down the formation with just a glance. , printed in the consciousness.

Suddenly, Lu Yan turned to the middle and spread the book flat on his lap.

This is a space formation, which is a storage space for ordinary monks. It is usually made into a Qiankun bag. It is small and exquisite and easy to carry. It can be imprinted with spiritual consciousness. No one can open it except yourself, unless you die or you are cultivated Forcibly erasing the mark of divine consciousness for a whole large realm.

There is only one shortcoming, the things made by this space formation can only release dead objects, not living objects.

The space where living things can be placed is called a "secret realm". It is said to be a formation, and it is more of a space opened up by Da Neng with his powerful cultivation base. It is a self-contained ecosystem, which is a little far away from Lu Yan.

It would be great if there was a way to combine the traits in the secret realm with the storage space.

Lu Yan held his head and thought aimlessly, so that he could create the kind of space written in many end-time novels, with spiritual springs and spiritual plants, and he could carry it with him, wouldn't it be perfect.

However, Lu Yan has not cultivated the so-called spiritual plant yet.

That's why we set up a large experimental field.

The physical strength of the demon cultivators is not covered, even if the demon power is sealed, the strong body also gives them capital.

He Nian's hoe-wielding posture is not very professional, but it is powerful and fast. In a short while, the area marked by Lu Yan was loosened and covered. Execution.

Lu Yan strongly praised: "Look, you can do so well without any cultivation base. Your potential is limitless, comrade!"

He Nian supported his body with a hoe, and rolled his eyes greatly. Halfway through the roll, he remembered that he was under the eaves, so he had to force himself to turn back. His eyelids twitched: "Thank you."

Lu Yan: "You're welcome."

Year of the Crane: "..."

How can I be so angry!

Lu Yan jumped off the rock, took a brief inspection with his short legs, and then moved out four bags of spirit stones from his storage space.

Four bags of spirit stones.

The aura is overflowing, the weight is full, and the wonderful collision sound can be heard while still on the ground.

That's the sound of money!

Fuyi turned his head with a "shua", his eyes glowed green like a wolf that had been hungry for seven or eight days.

He Nian snorted, squatted next to Lu Yan with a hoe in his hand, and said expectantly, "With so many spirit stones, how many fish can you buy..."

Lu Yan opened each bag and asked, "Shouldn't catching fish be your genetic instinct?"

He Nian doesn't understand genes, but he understands fish catching and instinct. He smacked his lips and said, "It's different. I'm talking about a fish that can only be found in the deep sea. It's difficult to catch, and it's extremely delicious. A fish costs ten dollars." A high-grade spirit stone, otherwise why would I find a merman as a Taoist companion."

Lu Yan: "...the agreed shark is very beautiful?"

He Nian was shy: "Hey, who wouldn't want to have both sharks and fishes."

Lu Yan: "It's a pity that there are no mermaids."

He Nian's smile gradually disappeared: "..."

Lu Yan continued to make up the knife: "This story tells us that people can't be too greedy, and the same is true for monsters."

Year of the Crane: "..."

Who are the Divine Creation Sect!

Lu Yan walked to the first piece of land, took out the pen, turned his head, the part of the natural bamboo was facing down, and drew lines on the ground. He didn't use spiritual power, his hand was very steady, and every stroke could Close up.

Fuyi stands tall, she is not good at formations, it doesn't mean she doesn't know formations: "Spirit Gathering Formation?"

As the name suggests, it is a formation that gathers spiritual energy, and is generally used to assist cultivation and increase the flow of spiritual energy.

"Yes." Lu Yan wiped the dirt on the pen, inserted the pen into the bundled handle, and opened a bag containing spirit stones.

It was a bag of top-quality spirit stones, which was given by a rich and powerful uncle Yue when he entered the master's door. Lu Yan divided the spirit stones into small pieces of even size and placed them in the most critical parts of the formation.

The spirit stone was put in, and the spiritual energy spread along the lines of the formation until it became a complete formation. With a flash of light, even the spirit stone and the formation disappeared without a trace, sinking into the ground.

In this way, Lu Yan painted the other three fields on the spirit-gathering array, but used high-grade spirit stones, middle-grade spirit stones, and low-grade spirit stones, leaving one field with nothing.

Different aura vortices gradually formed.

This is the control group set up by Lu Yan.

The four seasons are like spring in the Divine Creation Sect, and this world is blessed with aura, so it is impossible to farm according to common sense.

Since it can no longer be done according to common sense, Lu Yan simply uses spiritual energy to protect the seedlings every day. The good seeds he bought grow very well and quickly. The idea of ​​trying the Spirit Gathering Formation might yield different results.

If it succeeds, the remaining wheat, sorghum and vegetable farms can also be set up.

He Nian was dumbfounded, and looked at Lu Yan with the eyes of a local tyrant: "Using the spirit gathering array built with spirit stones to cultivate the land, your Divine Creation Sect is really rich."

Lu Yan, who realized the freedom of Lingshi by relying on his teacher, touched his nose.

When the junior junior brother who just got started was able to farm with different quality spirit stones, Fu Yi felt unparalleled joy at exchanging half of the meteorite with the top of the mountain.

Life is not easy, Fuyi sighed.

He Nian has good ears, he looked at Fu Yi, and suddenly said: "Oh—I forgot, there is also a poor sword cultivator here."

Fu Yi stroked the hilt of his sword, and said in a dark voice, "I haven't got dinner yet..."

He Nian blocked the hoe in front, and immediately shrunk into a ball: "..."

Why can't I control my mouth!