Yaozun

At the end of autumn, a dark cloud floated in the sky, and it began to rain thinly.

Cang Lan put away the clothes outside the house, put on her coir raincoat, hurried out of the courtyard, and went to her own field several miles away.

The bluestone fields along the way were a bit slippery, but for a woman who lived in the mountains, the wide road without mud was like running on grass. It only took a moment for her to come to a large field cultivated by the lake.

Green seedlings are growing in the field, not afraid of the cold and cold in late autumn, standing proudly in the rain.

Cang Lan frowned slightly, went forward, sat upright on a bluestone in the middle of the field, took off her coir raincoat, inhaled, pinched, and exhaled in one go.

Almost at the same time, the scorching sun spread out in all directions, and the continuous autumn rain in the sky was also forced back and evaporated by the soaring sun, as if an umbrella had been placed on the two acres of land.

After a while, her two children also came over. A teenager and a girl, about eight or nine years old, came to the field with book bags in their hands, each took out a thin wooden board, and wrote their homework on their knees.

The atmosphere was harmonious, but it didn't last long.

The girl stretched out her little hand first, watching her mother's eyes closed and practicing qi, she stretched out her hand little by little, carefully, to hook the bronze medal on her mother's waist.

Just as it was about to approach, the bronze medal suddenly vibrated, the girl withdrew her hand like lightning, and the mother also opened her eyes like lightning.

Cang Lan picked up the delicate copper plate in her hand, and saw a few lines of characters on it. It was a message from the head of the next village, saying that the villagers wanted to pay homage to their ancestors, and wanted to borrow the rituals of the mining village. reward.

This is a trivial matter, Cang Lan replied with a yes.

Then I saw that the spirit stone inlaid on the copper plate seemed to be a little darker, which was not only uncomfortable.

"Mother, is it because the spirit stone has lost its spirit?" The little boy next to him lit up his eyes and hugged his mother like a puppy, "Let me recharge it!"

"Go, go, let's go," Cang Lan skillfully drove the child away, "When the city lord gave me the magic weapon, he said that only one type of true energy can be charged at a time. The two of you are cultivating water-type true energy, and My fire element technique is different, so be careful if you break it."

The two children looked at their mother helplessly, as if they were saying, just play with me for a while.

Cang Lan ignored them, and said sternly: "Go back to practice, I'm still here to help the Liuyang rice around me grow, this is your scholarship for next month, don't think about playing around all day, listen To no!"

The two children were dissatisfied, pouted, muttering about mother wanting to play on their own, being too stingy, etc., and left listlessly.

Only then did Cang Lan close her eyes, absorb the true energy, resonate with the surrounding spiritual plants, and at the same time charge the magic weapon.

After a while, she remembered that tomorrow morning she had to report to Lord Yueluoyi about her school status in the village, and if she borrowed something from Hudong Village next door, they had to come early to get it.

So he picked up the magic weapon again, took out a small thin notebook from his arms, quickly found the number of Hudong Village, and sent the message there.

The opposite side will return quickly, and I guarantee that I will borrow it before sunrise tomorrow, please rest assured.

Cang Lan nodded, put away her things, and started to practice again.

After a while, she couldn't help but took out the magic weapon again, opened the small book, and sent a greeting to the female village head of Chazikou Village, asking if you are there?

The other side quickly responded to the message, saying that he was in.

Cang Lan crossed her legs, looked left and right, and sent a message to ask, Mrs. Chen really doesn't seem to be coming back, do you think it is possible that Mrs. Cao will take over?

The other person replied immediately, saying yes, and you don't even look at Mrs. Cao's soft and weak appearance.

Cang Lan thought it was the same, and even gossiped about a strange thing with the other party. I haven’t seen Mr. Cao wandering around recently, and I saw him once in the city lord’s courtyard. He was listless, as if he was extremely tired. , You said this Mrs. Chen, did the tea cool too quickly?

The other side replied, who said no, but the city lord is a hero after all, how many benefits the seeds he bred have given us, and the spiritual water in the lake to irrigate the spiritual plants, I didn't even think about it The day when children can eat Lingmi in this life, I am that grass, I can't help it.

So the two of them complained about Mrs. Chen's grievances, and at the same time, they sighed that they were not kind, and discussed what kind of situation Mrs. Chen would have when she came back.

They chatted for two hours, until the spirit stone on the copper plate was completely dimmed, and there was no more light.

Only then did Cang Lan pull herself together and focus on cultivating true qi without distraction, intending to quickly fill up the spirit stones.

Originally, she was just a miscellaneous spiritual root, and her practice was slow, but since she got this, she has practiced diligently, and the villagers praised her.

It is indeed a magic weapon bestowed by the city lord, it is different.

Tireless city.

The big house has been repaired, so Su Yao naturally moved here, leaving Cao Cao a nice yard.

But Grass doesn't seem to be happy.

But Su Yao can understand that this grass-type telephone switchboard is a bit too primitive—basically, when she hears the feedback number and information on the copper plate, she has to convert the information she hears into text, and then find the corresponding one. Number plate, pass the text over.

As for why the voice information can't be transmitted, isn't there no added function yet? How to simplify and add it? Gentle Snow is still researching. Before that, she can only troublesome things, and act as a telephone line and switchboard , but also as a manual paging station.

And he didn't expect that these people and demons who got the samples would like it so much because it was just an ordinary BB machine function. They who usually can't chat a few words when they meet each other, now they have turned on the nonsense function, and they chat a lot every day. It's fun.

Of course, the grass is so busy that it is going crazy.

As a loving and righteous master, Su Yao certainly can't sit idly by. For this reason, he recruited all the village chiefs who own prototypes, and told them that every night starting from midnight, the communication function will stop for three hours. Please hurry up at this time , to charge the spirit stone.

He originally thought that these people were wearing natural life aura to recharge, but he really didn't expect that these people would be so active in order to say a few more words, and they would not be stingy at all to recharge the mana they cherished in normal times. The spirit stone on the device is too small, I want to replace it with a larger one.

What a joke, is your little cultivation enough?

The news he announced made the village chiefs very conflicted, but Cao'er cried at that time.

When he returned to the house, his elder brother called out so sincerely that he threw himself into his arms and wept so hard that the grass was about to tie up.

Su Yao held Cao'er's flowers and said to it sincerely: "Cao'er, you have worked hard recently, but you can't rest during these hours at night-don't be afraid, I mean, you should use In this little time, cultivate some grass that can help you share, so that you will be busy with the time, and then you don't have to work so hard."

The grass cried even harder. It felt that her brother was thinking too much of it, so she choked up and promised her brother that it would grow new grass as soon as possible and would not disappoint her brother's expectations.

Su Yao touched its little flower and said, "Cao'er, don't work too hard. My brother will feel distressed. You must take care of your body."

So one person and one grass hugged their heads and cried again, and then the grass continued its 007 career with confidence, and it would not let his brother down.

Behind Su Yao, a pigeon and her hands are hugging into a ball and trembling.

"It's really hard for Cao'er," Su Yao looked at Cao'er's leaving back sadly, and said: "Seniors, please sit down. I have a small favor and I need your help..."

The pigeons and hands showed a terrified gesture, and Ayao's shadow covered their small bodies, pressing down like a mountain.

Recently, with the help of Gentle Snow, Untiring City already has a new assembly line.

The fluttering moths couldn't hold back their desire to raise silkworms, and they entrusted the spider demons to weave cloth, but in Bai Qingxue's view, such a thing was very wasteful, because this kind of silkworm was so tough that it could kill people, and it was invulnerable to water and fire. Silk is a natural material that can carry runes, so it should be used for refining weapons.

After Su Yao knew about it, she encouraged Bai Qingxue to weave the runes with a jacquard machine, so that the fusion of the fabric and the aura can be better?

Also, can such a good silk be used as a material for engraving runes, or wrapping other supernatural materials for long-distance transmission, so that many formations can be replaced with this renewable material.

Under his suggestion, Bai Qingxue spread out the wings of imagination. As a master figure who can make almost all magic weapons in the world, he spent several days without sleep and food, made a loom, and tried it out. The effect is good .

Su Yao placed a big order with the fluttering moths. Now, new machines and puppets are on the way.

As for the direct printing of runes, it is still a bit stuck, because it requires a lot of mana, which is related to the upper limit of the resistance of artifacts such as vestments, and ordinary puppets cannot do it.

Su Yao then guided Bai Qingxue to try to use natural power, such as volcanic eruption, water flow and other forces to push.

Bai Qingxue objected to this proposal. Let's not mention how to use this kind of power. The key is that they have no attributes, which is an absolute defect for the refining equipment. He has already grasped the idea, and needs a little time to think about the solution.

Of course, Su Yao believed in this big man, so he was going to find a market for the ones from the human race, so that when the production line was completed, he could sell them directly.

There is no way, it is difficult for the Yaozu to unify. For example, whether tigers and deer wear cassocks is another matter. Even if they are worn, they are definitely not the same shape.

Therefore, in the future, the market sales should be placed on the human race's side in advance.

The logic is clear and clear, and both hands and pigeons can understand it.

The question is who stays to guard the house, and who goes with it to the city of the human race.

Of course, the hand has to go with it, but because its shape is too peculiar, it is easy to be suspected of being a demon cultivator on the human side, so Su Yao prefers the pigeon to take it there.

Broken hand never expected that after seeing the pigeon, Zai'er didn't want it anymore, and almost plucked the pigeon's feathers on the spot. Su Yao spent a lot of time trying to calm her down.

Originally, the pigeon could go or not, but because his hands were so pretentious, he agreed in an instant and said to Su Yao that he wanted to play for a few more days and just keep something to watch the house.

It got angry and decided that if Chen Zi came back in the future, it would definitely stand by Chen Zi's side.