Fuyao Mountain
To the north of the Holy Capital, a majestic mountain stands proudly. It is said that the palace of the Demon Lord is on the top of this mountain, among the clouds and mist.
However, few people know that where the mist and clouds billow is actually a rolling mountain meadow. Fragrant grass, trickling streams, and herds of cattle and sheep are dotted among them, looming like a fairyland.
Walking a hundred miles along the grassland, you will suddenly see another mountain peak rising straight into the sky. This is the real Mount Fuyao. The Demon Lord overlooks all living beings and controls the number one sacred mountain in the mountain domain!
But at the foot of the mountain, where the mountains and grasslands meet, there is now something like a black brick.
A flying boat came from the southern sky.
As the flying boat got closer and closer, Brick's figure grew bigger and bigger. When it got closer, everyone on the boat was shocked to find that it was actually a huge square tripod that was two hundred feet high and was shiny black!
On the front of Fang Ding is a magnificent painting. The upper part is painted with a woman with the head of a human and the body of a snake, with divine birds, fairy trees and auspicious clouds on each side. The sun and moon are separated on the left and right, one side is bright red and the other side is dark green, reflecting the woman's face in a cloudy and uncertain way, as if she is a god or a charmer.
The lower end seems to be the scene of this grassland, with low and gentle mountains, herds of cattle and sheep, and a majestic old man standing with his hands behind his hands, looking up to the sky.
On both sides of the square tripod, countless cloud patterns are engraved on the seals, forming a complex and complicated pattern. When you look at it intently, you feel dazzled, as if your mind and body are being absorbed into it.
However, this diagram is obviously not yet completed. Thousands of monks are clinging to the wall of the cauldron, densely packed like ants, each holding a copper hammer and hammering hard. The "buzzing" sounds came and went one after another, converging into a noisy sound that rippled through the wilderness.
"Are we the same as them?" A young man asked in a trembling voice on the flying boat. The foundation-building monk's eyes were sharp enough, and he could clearly see that each of these working people had shackles tied at their feet.
"Your venue is not here." The person who answered was a monk dressed in black, with a broad face and square lips, who was in the middle stage of Zifu.
This is the monk responsible for ushering him in. This time, there were a total of eight apprentices in the refinery workshop who left the Holy Capital Academy and went to Yupinfang, including Yang Zhen.
After the man finished speaking, the flying boat began to slowly descend, but its target was the center of the square tripod.
After walking for a few more miles, the interior of the giant cauldron was revealed. Inside was a huge pit about one mile long, one hundred and twenty feet wide, and seventy or eighty feet deep. It looked a bit like the stadium Yang Zhen had seen in her previous life, except that There are no seats and the slope is steep.
There were also hundreds of people busy in the cauldron, but seeing that there were no restraints on their feet, everyone in the boat secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
There were several temporary courtyard houses scattered in the corner of the huge pit. The flying boat landed in front of one of the courtyards, and several monks came out to greet them.
"I've sent you eight more people." Zifu jumped off the flying boat and spoke first.
"Thank you for your hard work, Senior Brother Zhong." A man in the same attire from Zifu said in thanks.
"Junior Brother Sun, you're welcome. We are all working for the Holy Lord, so why bother?" Senior Brother Zhong waved his hand, and the two of them exchanged a few words. The man launched the flying boat again and floated away.
Junior Brother Sun clasped his hands together until the flying boat turned into a small dot and disappeared from the end of the field of vision. Then he straightened up and said to Yang Zhen and others:
"Come with me."
When a group of people came to the courtyard, Yang Zhen saw at first sight a bronze drum placed in the courtyard with a bulge in the middle. Its shape and size were exactly the same as the one when she applied for the job.
"You've all seen this stuff before, so I won't talk nonsense. Everyone goes up and taps, asking for white spots to appear, but the brightness should not be too high, and it needs to be controlled well."
"If you make no mistakes sixty times in a row, you will be considered qualified."
This is what everyone has been practicing during this period. After hearing the words, they stepped forward one after another. Some people didn't master the strength well the first few times, but they basically adjusted after ten times, and finally passed the test.
Master Zifu nodded with satisfaction and waved, and a disciple next to him presented a jade box.
This jade box is one foot long and wide. After opening, there are two spaces inside. On the left side is a neat pile of golden beads, forty in total, all the size of pigeon eggs, round, shiny and dazzling. On the right are some red, fingernail-sized flakes stacked together, and the number should be around forty.
"Your task is to fix these golden beads in the cauldron through this thing called red gold." Zifu twisted a bead in his left hand and grabbed a thin piece in his right hand. .”
"The method is exactly what you have practiced. Every other breath, strike 3,600 times continuously. No more or less. The intensity is what you have tried just now. It cannot be too hard or too light. , you need to control it carefully."
"Complete at least four beads every day. Those who fail will be eradicated and hammered again! Those who overachieve will be rewarded! Those who rework will have their salaries deducted. If a box of gold beads has been reworked more than three times," Zifu glanced at the crowd coldly and shouted: " Take away your apprenticeship qualifications, remove your household registration, send you to a foreigner, and join the company of those prisoners!"
The faces of all the apprentices changed suddenly, and they were horrified, but no one dared to question it.
"Every time you finish a box, you can have a day off." Master Sun's voice slowed down, with a half-smile on his face: "There is a market in the mountains. There are gambling houses, teahouses, restaurants, theaters, shops, etc. You can go there and have fun. You’ll have a lot of fun. If you want a woman, there’s also a flower building inside, filled with female nuns from all over who have committed crimes, and all kinds of beauties are available for you to enjoy!”
"Those who want to practice can also rent a cave in the mountain. The purity of the spiritual energy is far beyond comparison. One day of practice is better than ten days!"
After hearing all the benefits, everyone's complexion gradually improved, and some people had a look of fascination on their lips.
At this time, the Zifu conversation changed again:
"However, don't blame me for not reminding you that no one is allowed to leave without permission before the project is completed. Once caught, there will be consequences at your own risk!"
"I've finished speaking. If you have any questions, just ask! After today, I won't have the patience to answer any more questions!"
There was silence.
However, thinking of the Master’s last warning, someone finally asked tentatively:
"I would like to ask Master, if I have a close friend in the Holy City University, can I take time off to visit my friend during the holidays?"
"No." Master Sun uttered two words coldly, his tone unquestionable.
The man choked immediately, moved his lips, and did not dare to say anything again.
At this time, Yang Zhen interjected: "Please tell me, Master, I once heard someone say that red gold is a kind of adhesive material. Why don't you use magic to fuse it with the golden beads and the tripod body, but you have to use your arm to knock it?" Three thousand six hundred blows?”
"The strength is not enough." Master Sun cherished his words like gold. After saying these four words, he also stopped explaining.
Seeing that although this Zifu's attitude was cold, he still answered all questions, the apprentices gradually became bolder and began to ask questions one after another.
Not long ago someone asked:
"Master, how much is our salary for working here?"
"The monthly salary is three thousand spiritual stones. If you exceed the limit by one every day, you will be rewarded with one hundred spiritual stones."
"His!" As soon as these words came out, all the apprentices took a breath, and their hearts suddenly became hot.
Even a wealthy person like Yang Zhen was secretly speechless when she heard this.
This reward is really great!
Even in Yunxiao Sect, an ordinary foundation-building monk's annual salary is only one or two thousand spirit stones, and as many as five or six thousand, but here it is only half a month to two months' salary!
You must know that the mining methods of spiritual stones in various places in the Jade World are of course similar. However, due to the restrictions of the demon clan and the relatively backward mining methods, the output of the Mountain Territory is extremely low, so the actual value of the spirit stones far exceeds that of the Eastern Territory!
These apprentices present may not be able to save a thousand spiritual stones even if they work hard for ten years!
"How will the salary be settled? Can it be sent to relatives and friends?" someone asked eagerly.
"Do not send out. Each box will be settled once. Any unused items will be stored in the workshop and taken away before leaving."
"Excuse me, Master, how many years can we work on this project?" someone else asked.
Master Sun silently estimated for a moment and replied: "It can be as short as two or three months, as long as half a year. It should be over."
All the apprentices said "Ah", stamped their feet and sighed.
…
After the questioning, the eight people each received a jade box and a copper hammer, and were immediately taken outside the courtyard by two foundation-building disciples.
Everyone looked around and noticed that hundreds of people in the field, like them, were carefully tapping the golden beads at their feet.
Everyone has divided a certain area, and although many places are not inlaid with gold beads, they have been marked.
These marks and the golden beads are connected by countless thin purple lines of invisible material, extending in all directions, like a dense fishing net, covering the entire cauldron tightly.
"It's like a formation." Yang Zhen thought in her mind. After looking at it for a long time, she couldn't figure it out.
Not long after, he was also assigned an area with about two hundred marked vacancies.
He took out the gold beads and the red gold flakes from the jade box respectively, followed the steps instructed by the master, pressed the flakes hard at the marked position, then pinched the gold beads with his left hand, and picked up the copper hammer with his right arm, starting with neither light nor heavy. Beat it up.
He has mastered the strength to the point where every blow is a flash of white light, which then goes out, like the flickering starlight in the dark night, accompanied by a continuous crisp and clear collision sound, forming a simple and boring picture. .
On the road of spiritual practice, day and night, year after year, isn't it like this?
Where in life is not cultivation, and where is it not possible to practice?
The young man had some enlightenment, and with a smile on his face, he carefully understood the strength of the square tripod as he struck it again and again. Lifting the weight seems light, lifting the weight feels light, as if living in the mountains, watching the gurgling stream, sometimes flowing slowly, sometimes galloping and roaring.
There are countless changes, and they all change with time!
If the situation and the scene were not suitable, the young man would almost scream to the sky. At this moment, he lifted a heavy weight as if it were light, and lifted a light weight as if it was heavy. The two seemingly completely different strength control methods were finally blended together by him and became one!
From now on, you can do whatever you want!
…
An hour and a half later, Yang Zhen completed 3,600 hits. This was the first inlaid gold bead. Master Sun came over to inspect it in person. He stretched out his fingers to lightly touch the gold bead, listening to the sound to identify the sound. After a long time, he nodded in approval.
"Not bad, do it well."
It was probably 1 o'clock at this time, and Yang Zhen was busy for almost another five hours. It was not until Xu o'clock that she finished the workload of four pills for the day.
He was the first one among the eight to finish the work. Three of them had substandard products and were reworking with tears in their eyes. The other four had taken more breaks than him and were still dealing with the last one.
Yang Zhen did not wait for these seven people to leave together. There were hundreds of monks on the construction site, and every twenty people they gathered could leave in a flying boat.
On the flying boat, he randomly struck up a conversation with a few people and found that the one who had been here the longest had been here for three years.
"In the past three years, no one has resigned and left?"
"No," the man said nonchalantly: "You can earn more here and have food and drink. Only a fool would want to leave?"
This was a rough and arrogant man. He patted the young man on the shoulder in a familiar manner and said with a smile: "Over at Hualou, a few new things have arrived recently. I heard that they are the deacons of the Red Tan Club. Do you want to talk to me? Let’s go and see something together?”
Yang Zhen smiled and shook her head in refusal.
Looking back, I saw countless lights shining around the giant cauldron below. Thousands of monks wearing shackles were still busy as they were during the day.
The mixed knocking sounds echoed in the dark night, like muffled shouts.
…
The apprentices' residence is located somewhere on the mountainside, with a courtyard for every thirty people. As early as the introduction, Yang Zhen had been assigned her own identity token, which read "Ji Zi No. 18". It didn't take long for him to find his room.
The layout of the house is very simple, just a bed, a table and a teapot. Yang Zhen looked very tired and fell asleep.
The soul quietly came to the bluestone space.
As soon as he entered the space, he had hidden it in his ears for a long time. At this moment, the little stick in his true form couldn't help but jump out and shouted: "Sister Yaoyi, come out quickly! Do you recognize the big cauldron outside? Bangbang looks so familiar!"
Yiyi emerged from the grass, and Zixue and Zhao Yueer's two daughters also flew over from a short distance away.
"I know."
When a few people gathered together, Xiao Xiancao's young face showed a rare seriousness:
"This is the creation furnace of heaven and earth."
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