If an enemy invades, in a life-or-death situation, he can detonate the brocade fire lotus and perish together with the enemy.
Of course, Jingwen doesn't want this day to come.
When Wang Jingzhu heard this, she decided: I will never live across the Lanxi River! One volcano is scary, let alone two volcanoes! ! !
"Brother, since it will take three years to make alchemy and weapon refining, can we not practice the alchemy room and the weapon refining peak first? Let's build a brick kiln first..."
Jing Wen didn't understand what a "brick kiln" was at first, but when Wang Jingzhu explained it clearly, he became angry and ignored Wang Jingzhu for several hours.
The Brocade Fire Lotus is such a tall and top-grade spiritual plant, its flame is famous, and it is actually used to burn soil to make bricks!
What a waste of resources!
Even if he was angry, Jing Wen couldn't defeat Wang Jingzhu.
Therefore, there were two more brick kilns above the fire gathering array planted with brocade fire lotus. The soil of this world is very different from the soil of Blue Star, however. In the world of immortality, there is the art of "refining earth to build a city", which is the art of earth refining.
After Wang Jingzhu practiced this technique himself, he found the temperature trick for refining soil. After five or six experiments, he successfully fired large bricks.
The large bricks, one meter long and half meter wide, perfectly inherit the rough and grand style customary in the construction industry in the world of immortality.
With slab tiles, the consumption of concrete and cement is greatly reduced, which is economical and convenient.
Wentianzong has always been that they should learn whatever Wang Jingzhu has. They have no concept of respecting other people's intellectual property rights. They are just a group of plagiarism hooligans.
Seeing Jing Wen's face, Wang Jingzhu forgave them.
As a result, Daoting in turn warned Wang Jingzhu to keep the secret of brick firing and not to let outsiders know it.
Wang Jingzhu only answered the head of Daoting with one middle finger.
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Compared to practicing the four secrets of farming and moving bricks, Wang Jingzhu was more unwilling to learn the piano, chess and painting.
However, when it came time to learn art classes such as piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, Jing Wen would lift her up to the city wall and let her practice in an orderly manner.
In addition, Wang Jingzhu likes Jing Wen's class very much, especially "Books". Wang Jingzhu is most willing to learn. He can read and learn many mysterious runes with magical power, and he can also practice calligraphy by the way.
On this day, Jing Wen led four "students" to play the piano on the city wall.
Mingkong, Mingxuan and Lin Jiaojiao were practicing the piano while gritting their teeth as they endured the noise made by Wang Jingzhu.
Gu Songhai and others had already gone to work far away. They were the most diligent at this time of the day.
Chu Yue quietly retreated far away.
After learning piano for almost two months, Wang Jingzhu's piano playing skills have improved by leaps and bounds, becoming more and more like playing cotton.
Monk Jingwen kept chanting. "Take it easy! You are playing the piano, not the person. Be gentle. If this were a person, he would be killed by one finger of yours."
Wang Jingzhu was also helpless: the strings were so strong that they kept playing no matter how hard they played. She wanted to break the strings, thus ending Jingwen's idea of letting her master the art of the piano.
Wang Jingzhu watched a lot of cultivation. The protagonist only needs to kill all the way to become a god. At most, he can only minor in alchemy or weapon refining.
To get to her, you must develop your moral, intellectual, physical, artistic, and physical abilities in an all-round way.
At first, Wang Jingzhu doubted whether Jing Wen deliberately let her spend her time on useless things like playing piano, chess, calligraphy and painting to hinder her progress.
Later, Wang Jingzhu learned that all the aristocratic families and sects in this small world cultivate their children in such a comprehensive way.
Only casual cultivators would kill and kill blindly.
"It is easy to become possessed by killing blindly. If you don't train your heart, it will be difficult to survive the thunder tribulation. Music, chess, calligraphy and painting are all good ways to cultivate your mind. As a brother, I don't ask you to be proficient in everything, but you must be able to do it. Once you are proficient in them, you can do it yourself Pick one of your favorites as a place of affection.”
"Everyone has feelings. A cultivator has a long lifespan, and either has ruthless love or a single love."
When Jing Wen said this, Wang Jingzhu understood.
How can people be ruthless? However, everyone is lonely.
Mortals can spend a hundred years in a lifetime with friends and lovers. Only in the dead of night can they occasionally feel lonely. Just be patient and it will pass.
What cultivators pursue is eternal life.
Relatives, friends, lovers... will all wither like spring flowers. Even if he could have a brother like Jing Wen as a relative, Jing Wen would one day ascend and leave.
In the long loneliness, how can you meditate if there is nothing to entertain you? How to calm down?
Some people will love someone deeply, move forward bravely for that person, fight for thousands of years, and finally get what they want.
There are also people who are full of hatred for one reason or another, and use hatred as a thread to reach the top.
There are also those people with perseverance who achieve immortality just by having an obsession with eternal life and keeping "I want to live" in their hearts.
However, how many of these are necessary?
Wang Jingzhu asked herself: Can I endure long-term loneliness and persist for thousands of years with my obsession with eternal life? Can I fight for a man for thousands of years without fear of life or death? I can...I can't! I just want our family to be together happily and be happy forever.
Jing Wen said that in his lineage, he is devoted to music, chess, calligraphy and painting.
However, Wang Jingzhu only likes to read.
Mingkong and Mingxuan smiled and listened to Jingwen's teachings. They pretended not to know the secret of Wentian Sect.
Zixia Peak is a peak dedicated to music, chess, calligraphy and painting, but Jingwen is not.
When Jing Wen was young, he had a Taoist relationship. Later, the woman died unexpectedly, and Jing Wen fell out of love. He lost half his life and his cultivation plummeted. If he hadn't had another adventure back then, he would have gone with his Taoist companions long ago.
Any disciple of the Wentian Sect will use the story of Taishi Jingwen's uncle as a lesson plan to teach them that they can find an immortal couple and form an immortal relationship, but they should not be too affectionate. Otherwise, many things will happen out of thin air on the road to pursuing eternal life. misfortune.
People are the biggest change.
While Wang Jingzhu was strumming the strings and thinking a lot, a bit of snow light suddenly appeared and pierced Wang Jingzhu's back.
Qiang Qiang——
Only at the harsh sound of the sharp blades clashing did Wang Jingzhu realize with horror that someone was trying to assassinate her.
Wang Jingzhu quickly moved away and was shocked when he saw the face of the assassin clearly.
Mingkong and Mingxuan exclaimed in unison: "Brother Fusheng!"
It was actually a floating life.
Fusheng flew over, and Jingwen had already noticed it. He is a fusheng. I asked the first disciple of Tianzong, how could Jingwen guard against him?
Jing Wen never expected that as soon as Fusheng landed on the ground, without saying a word, he stabbed Wang Jingzhu with his sword.
If Jing Wen hadn't taken action in time, Wang Jingzhu would have been stabbed by this sword.
Even so, the protective jewelry on Wang Jingzhu was still inspired by the sword energy, flashed with radiance, and opened a bell-shaped protective shield with excitement. It is the secret method of protection - the golden bell.
Fu Sheng only resisted for a moment before Jing Wen pointed his sword at his neck. If Jingwen wanted to cut this sword off, no matter how strong Fusheng's protective measures were, it would be useless.
Jing Wen took back his sword and shouted angrily: "What are you making!"
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