Ranch Story: Start Over

Just like the routine practice in rural areas of digging a ditch and then opening the floodgates to release water, Feng Ling carried an iron pickaxe to dig up the soil layer in front of the tributary of the main river channel of the Goddess Peak. If you want to do it, you have to do it well. Feng Ling directly pressed two huge stones into the ground as a threshold, then compacted the soil and looked at the two big stones.

"Don't mess it up this time!"

If the spiritual shadow in the morning was an unintentional act, then now, Feng Ling practiced the Dugu Nine Swords, aiming at the stone in the distance, and then gathered a wave of sword energy on his fingers.

"break!"

"boom!"

There was a loud bang. Lin and Feng Qingyang looked in the direction of the sound and saw Feng Ling holding one hand in a sword posture and pointing the other finger at a large rock in the distance. The rock had already kicked up a cloud of dust.

Otherwise, grandpa said that this ranch can be a good place for training. Feng Ling looked at the cracks on the big rock. He had just used his Qi to circulate his energy. What he was thinking of was the Six Meridians Divine Sword moves in "The Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils" written by Jin Yong, which were also simulated by the Dugu Nine Swords.

When the smoke and dust cleared, a small hole the size of a fist appeared. Feng Ling looked at his magic power. The loss of physical strength and magic power was reduced by 20 each. Not bad. After being compressed, this move was obviously more lethal. Thinking about it this way, it seems that the larger the area, the greater the magic loss. Of course, in order to increase the power, the magic loss will also be greater.

This time, Feng Ling changed his mind into a blade and tried it on a small stone slab.

Feng Qingyang looked at Feng Ling who was busy in the distance, and looked at the surprised Lin with pride. At this moment, even the black chicken Xiaobai was staring in that direction.

"Grandpa Feng, is this the sword move you taught him?"

"No, Feng'er seems to have traveled a lot in the mainland over the years. I have never seen these moves before."

Of course Feng Qingyang had never seen it, just like he disdained to go to the mechanical civilization continent. Over there, the magic continent was a fairyland. Many people looked forward to people from the magic continent coming every year to take away their outstanding children and nephews, hoping that one day in the future they could soar to the sky and live in the magic continent.

What’s interesting is that the mechanical civilization continent in this world is not suitable for survival of people from the magic continent, and it is also very corrosive to them. People from the magic continent can go to the mechanical civilization continent, but they cannot stay there for too long. It is a bit like the difference between heaven and earth in the Fenglingyuan world.

Therefore, many people who have never seen the magical continent in their lives will use their imagination to make up for this shortcoming. TV dramas and movies depicting the life of immortals have come into being. They use their imagination to depict beautiful pictures.

The people of the magic continent did not become arrogant because of this. Instead, they have been doing their best to protect the mechanical civilization continent. But in the final analysis, there are still too few people.

Feng Ling's move was a magical skill described by a great literary figure in the original world, and most of the martial arts on the magical continent still tend to use force to defeat skill, so there are not many users of fancy sword moves.

Feng Ling, who has integrated the thoughts of two worlds, is like a fish in water here. If he needs to increase his power, he will increase the output of magic and physical strength. He needs skills. The concepts of moves in the original world and the present world have long been integrated into his brain. After all, the fighting skills that the original owner has learned after fighting in the ancient battlefield of the abyss for so many years have also been integrated into Feng Ling's consciousness. Fighting has become an instinct.

"It seems that the child is also adapting. Xiao Lin'er, can you control it as well as Feng Ling?"

Feng Qingyang watched Feng Ling chop at the side of a boulder three times in a row. The first time dust rose up, and then he chopped flatly on the third time. Although he didn't hit the mark he made, he was becoming more and more skilled.

Thinking back to the past, it took me a whole day to practice controlling an ordinary combat force. It was really frustrating to compare myself with others.

"What a great control!"

Lin watched as Feng Ling gathered sword energy out of thin air for the fifth time and transformed it into a knife shape, cutting the marked boulder in half with one stroke. The edge of the blade was smooth and flat, and there was no dust. It was as if it were fake, too outrageous. She could see the smooth surface very clearly from such a distance.

"Who would have thought that this kid was practicing this in order to cut out a threshold for a water channel? No one would believe it if I told them."

Feng Qingyang watched Feng Lingxing hurriedly run towards the huge rocks that were blocking the river. He raised his knife and slashed it twice, and a straight waterway was cut out from the two rocks.

Feng Ling's magic power and physical strength finally dropped to about 150 because of the previous practice and the cutting. This time, Feng Ling was much more adept at it. Looking at the drain outlet which was only 20cm wide, he only needed to insert a piece of wood to block the water.

Feng Ling ran back excitedly and saw his grandfather and senior sister staring at him intently.

"What's wrong, Grandpa, Senior Sister, you are looking at me like this, is my face dirty?"

"Feng Ling, your use of martial arts and magic is stronger than I thought."

Feng Ling widened his eyes. It was unscientific that his cheap senior sister actually called him by his name.

"Of course, Grandpa, do you have any larger and stronger discarded planks?"

"Go look for the ruins over there. There should be some planks made of giant wood. The advantage of giant wood is that it may not be damaged for decades."

Feng Ling felt a little upset when he thought of the experience of cutting down the towering tree before. If he had learned the moves taught by his grandfather earlier, it wouldn't have been so difficult to cut down the tree.

And now, looking at the simulated energy blade in his hand, Feng Ling’s confidence increased greatly.

But the miserable thing was that when Feng Ling ran to the original water mill and dug out a towering wooden door panel that had been pressed for who knows how long, after Feng Ling shook off the dirty layer of soil, the towering wood became clean. Feng Ling, full of confidence, controlled the energy knife and started chopping it.

"Bang!"

A crisp sound of metal clashing was heard, and Feng Ling was almost shocked to the point that his blood was boiling.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Feng Ling dragged the towering wooden door panel to his grandfather little by little, threw it aside, and said breathlessly:

"Grandpa, this thing is too scary. I am superficial. It is so heavy. There is no metal in it. How can there be a metal knocking sound?"

Lin walked to the towering tree with great interest and said:

"The towering wood grows in one season. It is a unique wood product for war defense in the magic continent. It is often used to build frontier positions and defense outposts. The rich life breath inside can prevent it from rotting for a hundred years. However, because it is difficult to cut and has a high growth environment requirement, it has formed an embarrassing situation where ordinary people dislike it and superiors ignore it."

So that's it, this thing is actually a war tree.

"Senior Sister, from what you said, this thing can turn into a wooden wall after it is planted."

"Yes, although the quality of this thing is amazing, it is very difficult to cut and process. Even if the masters and experts of the Academy of Magic Science use the cutting machine principle of the Mechanical Civilization Continent to process it, it is still useless. Therefore, it is often used in important places. Normally, no one pays attention to it, unless you buy a piece when you want to practice control like you do."

"This thing is not susceptible to any kind of attack, so usually an 8th-level magician will make a few handicrafts to display at home as decorations. Even if they can be sold, they are in short supply. This thing is very effective in calming the mind and soothing people. Do you still remember the large wooden sculpture in the lobby of my restaurant?"

"how much is it?"

Looking at Feng Ling being so cooperative.

"One hundred million, and it's carved to such a fine level, it's beyond the reach of ordinary people. It's the treasure of our restaurant."

Feng Ling then realized why he had a buff that increased his magic power recovery by 2% and calmed people's restlessness after entering the hotel. It turned out to be this thing. When you think about it this way, it really is a scary piece of wood.

"You want to use it as a water barrier?"

"How do you know, Senior Sister?"

"Your grandfather and I have been observing you for a long time!"

Lin said unhappily.

"Do you have a solution, Senior Sister? If you can make it easier to cut, there will be a big reward!"

"As if? Let me think about it... it really is true!"

"Say it!"

Feng Ling looked at Lin eagerly.