Yaozun

The seeds on the forehead are white, with a little texture and a little warm to the touch. Su Yao can feel that it is still growing and not fully ripe.

He stared at the large cloud of luck at the foot of the mountain, and inexplicably knew that this city was forming an environment that was extremely suitable for its maturity.

It's like, even a small tree, in the most suitable season, will bear one or two fruits. However, even if it is an immature tree, the fruit will not be very delicious, let alone the yield .

He was inexplicably unhappy.

He is a thoughtless tree. Whether it blooms or bears fruit should be decided by him, and it is not up to others to trick him.

Thinking of this, he frowned, stretched out his hand, and pulled the seed from his forehead.

It was not difficult, but it was a little painful, like picking off a scabbed scar, revealing a sunken scar between the eyebrows, blood gushed out, and condensed into a red scar, like a little cinnabar.

Almost instantly, raindrops fell from the sky.

Like, crying.

Su Yao raised her head slowly, showing a contemptuous smile, flicked off the immature seed, turned and walked back.

Not far away, big trees and grass huddled together.

"He actually picked out the seeds!" Dacao shivered as he hugged his brother.

Qiao Lan also curled up her roots in shock: "Really, he has the decisive temperament of Yan Zun."

"But if the seeds are immature, it will be difficult for him to plant seeds in the future," Dacao worried, "he only has half of the tree blood."

"It's his own choice," Qiao Lan said, feeling a little distressed. "It's the first time I've seen the seed of the spirit tree, the little spirit root."

"Yes, it's a bit of a loss. After all, it's our own seed. It's so difficult for us to cultivate an original seed. He—" The big grass stretched out the vine, wanting to reach out for the seed that fell on the ground.

In the next second, the vine was stepped on by a paw.

The shadow cast by a huge pigeon in the moonlight enveloped him.

Dacao wanted to retreat, but he couldn't bear it: "Why, you want to grab it too, I'm going to call someone..."

In the next second, the trees and vines flew across, and the big grass pitifully retracted only half of the remaining vines.

The pigeon picked up the seed, flew to the roof, and placed it on the palm of the severed hand that had not moved for a long time.

The severed hand finally trembled, and then clenched its fists with some sadness.

Gu Yaozun sat on the roof, facing the moon, and drank a song.

The severed hand moved to his side with great difficulty, and spread out its fingers again. The immature seed had already been embedded in the palm of the severed hand, with a red gleam, as if responding to the heaven and the earth.

The pigeon was a little upset, but still picked up a tile and covered its palm.

……

Untiring City is still not affected by these episodes, and is still developing at a high speed.

Talismans produce new products and add various new functions almost every few months, and the old talismans are bought by foreign monks in the city in large quantities, and they are going to send a batch back to their hometowns for use. In the past month, they have already deeply felt the convenience of this kind of thing. Even with the grass net along the way, they have already bought the seeds and are ready to pull out a grass root network cable by themselves.

Among them, the most popular one is the improved Dracaena seed, which is easy to plant and can also be used for communication, and the yield is also high. Various families and clans have reached an introduction agreement, and many Xiuxian families even send people to guard the seed company The first thing you do when you open the door every day is to sweep the goods.

With this benefit, the network of Unwearying City expanded rapidly, and more users brought infinite vitality to the network. There were so many trade orders on the Internet that they opened a separate section. Several communication companies decided to share all their terminal ports. Connected to allow users to enjoy a better experience. Big trees and grass wanted to be added, but they were squeezed out, so they turned their heads and concentrated on making their own big network.

The construction of the Indefatigable City construction site is coming to an end soon. There is no other way. Immortal cultivators can start infrastructure construction at a mythical speed. A single earth spell can make a house rise from the ground, and a turn of mud into stone can make a house stand for thousands of years. fall.

Nowadays, those high-ranking monks still like to build artistic residences, why build a monastery in a lotus flower, and make a mountain gate on a leaf. Anyway, there is little land here, and there is a building height limit. If you can’t make it bigger, then make it smaller. One point, anyway, we must reflect the power of our fairy sect and make the most of this limited land.

Because of this trend, the magic weapon market in Tireless City exploded, and the sky-high orders pouring in every day made all the masters of training rack their brains on how to make the mountain gate smaller, so that where there is demand, there is status. Therefore, a large number of The new method of sumera mustard seeds was developed, which effectively improved the living environment and increased the utilization rate of land.

Su Yao is happy to see the success of this. After the competition, he specially set up a "Untired City New Technology Development and Innovation Award", and invited judges from all schools and factions to select outstanding innovations every year technology.

Because it is set to be awarded once a year, if 90.00% of the judges present vote for a technology, an outstanding achievement award will be awarded for life, and if it does not reach [-]%, an ordinary contribution award will be awarded.

Of course, in order to encourage innovation, the two awards are the same except for the title.

But since the establishment of this award, the biggest wish of all the monks who are engaged in sideline training is to win an outstanding achievement award - because only the undisputed great innovation can overwhelm other outstanding peers participating in the competition, leaving a name in history, As for the contribution awards, they are all mediocre!

In addition, the population of Indefatigable City is still increasing steadily. Many monks came with their families and settled in this fertile land like a fairyland. , or planting, or transportation and patrolling, if you really can’t find something you are good at, you can also buy some good things and resell them in other cities. God, the effect is better than their usual year of practice.

In this extreme atmosphere, the number of residents of Untiring City who have broken through the realm has skyrocketed. Those monks who were unable to make further progress in the Nascent Soul Stage because of insufficient spiritual energy in the Eastern Wilderness suddenly found that their original bottleneck was loose. Time moved the world, and one after another retreated and broke through, so that the reserve power of Indefatigable City generally increased.

……

The size of Untiring City is different from all aspects every day. Su Yao also found that the beam of luck light here is getting bigger and bigger day by day, and the whole land is smudged with a faint aura.

"That is, that is the light of civilization." Chen Zi told him, "All living beings, carrying the power of heaven and earth, and mutual benefit with one land, can only appear when the cycle is prosperous."

"What's the use of this kind of light?" Su Yao asked curiously.

"How should I put it?" Chen Zi thought for a while before slowly saying, "This kind of aura is of course irrelevant to a little monk like me, but to those masters of the world like Yuzun, it is not important." It is the key to one step closer, I heard that the master of the other world is one of the most powerful creatures who jumped to the sea on the other side relying on the general trend of the world, and for them, it is the best nourishment."

"No wonder." Su Yao sat under the tree and poured herself a glass of water.

Chen Zi stood beside him, his eyes drooping slightly: "Ayao, why don't you like wearing shoes recently?"

Su Yao looked down at her feet and moved her fair toes: "I don't know. I just feel uncomfortable wearing shoes recently. It's like stepping on an oven. I'm panicking."

For this reason, under his guidance, Xiao Cao weaved a pair of straw sandals for him with branches and leaves, but it was still useless. As long as there were shoes with soles, he would feel uncomfortable wearing them, but if the shoes didn’t even have soles, wouldn’t it be Wear a lonely?

So just barefoot.

Chen Zi hummed absently, sat down in front of him, and kicked off his shoes calmly.

He didn't wear socks, so he stepped on A Yao's toes with his white toes.

"What are you doing?" Su Yao pinched him with her toes. "Go away. You haven't washed it. Don't touch the city lord."

"So what if you haven't washed it, the feet of a fairy don't smell bad, your feet are so cold, I'll cover them for you!"

"Don't step on it, I have to step on the ground to be comfortable!"

Two people are like children, you step on me, I step on you and fight.

The trees and grass next to them showed indifference, and they all sank their thoughts into the Internet. They are all people with objects and goals, so they don't bother to eat this kind of inferior dog food.

As for liking bare feet, that's more normal, it's all about rooting trees, who would like to wear shoes.

On the roof, the pigeon looked up at the sky, and still satirized the severed hand around him with telepathy: "Look, you have to be brave, now you don't even have the energy to beat the mandarin ducks, you can only look like a zombie." I just stood aside and watched."

The severed hand moved twice with difficulty.

The pigeon looked contemptuous: "I don't want it, what does it have to do with me if your son is taken away by someone, it's none of my business how you will die when Yan Zun finds out, you have died like this, what else can you do?"

It hurts to break your hand, but you can't even think about hammering the wall.

The pigeon continued to look at the sky, and the severed hand beside it shook from time to time, as if struggling or tangled.

But in the end still can not continue.

Because, a very small sprout is protruding from its palm, and the tiny roots are piercing into the flesh and blood, as if sucking the last of its flesh and blood.