Humidity, depression, and lack of vitality were Wu Fan's first impression when he came here. But in just a blink of an eye, there are dazzling colors and the fragrance of Qihuayao grass.
Especially under the bright light of the "Wannian Lamp", there are also a group of colorful butterflies dancing. It is so beautiful that it is like a fairyland drawing, which makes Wu Fan's eyes full of light.
"I really don't know how you got into the Jade Pot Sect, how come you don't have any eyesight?" Just when Wu Fan was stunned, another unpleasant voice sounded in his ears.
Wu Fan withdrew his lingering gaze, only to see Jiang Yizhuo glaring at him with a hoe on his shoulder.
"Go on!" Seeing Wu Fan's eyes, Jiang Yizhuo threw the hoe out without hesitation.
"Hiss..." Wu Fan reached out to pick it up, but felt extremely sore on his wrist, as if what he picked up was not a hoe, but a stone mill wheel, which made his arms almost break.
Seeing that Wu Fan could catch his hoe, a strange look flashed in Jiang Yizhuo's eyes, and then he frowned and said sternly: "Huh! You can't even catch a hoe... If all the disciples of the Yuhu Sect have the same qualifications as you , destruction is natural!"
The hoe contained sword energy, which made Wu Fan miserable, but after hearing Jiang Yizhuo's words, he could only endure the pain and dare not speak out.
"Go! Loosen the soil over there!" After scolding, Jiang Yizhuo pointed to the distance and ordered.
"I obey..." The other party was not only a senior, but also powerful. Wu Fan had no choice but to obey him in every aspect.
When he was in the Yuhu Sect, Wu Fan was a handyman disciple, chopping firewood and hoeing the ground were his daily tasks. Although he hasn't done it for a long time, this kind of thing is not unfamiliar to him.
Stand up straight, relax your arms, and then hold the hoe high above your head with a firm grip on the handle.
But the moment the hoe came into contact with the ground, Wu Fan felt the strength in his hand falter, and he hit the ground with the hoe handle diagonally.
Wu Fan didn't expect the hoe to be so weak, so he had to put the hoe blade back on the hoe handle. But he stared for a long time and searched, but he couldn't even find the shadow of the hoe blade.
"Stupid boy! I'm watching you! Don't be lazy!" Jiang Yizhuo shouted from the side.
"Uh..." Ufan suddenly felt that he was wronged, "Back to senior, junior is not lazy, it is the hoe that is broken..."
"Hmph! Waste! You can't handle such a small thing!" Jiang Yizhuo stepped forward, stuck the hoe handle on the ground and stepped on it a few times, then handed it to Wu Fan: "Isn't this the end? We don't have time. Duo, you have to hurry up!"
Seeing the situation in front of him, Wu Fan looked a little embarrassed: "Junior will definitely complete the task, so please stop teasing me..."
"Teasing?" Jiang Yizhuo frowned, "When did I tease you?"
Seeing Jiang Yizhuo's ability to talk nonsense seriously, Wu Fan felt bitter in his heart but couldn't express it. He said straightforwardly: "Senior, please return the hoe blade, and don't embarrass this junior again!"
"Are you blind? Isn't the hoe blade right here?" Jiang Yizhuo raised the hoe.
Looking at the dried soil on the hoe handle, Wu Fan felt that he was being played. The clay figurine is still angry, let alone Wu Fan?
"Junior is stupid. Since senior explained it like this, I would like you to come and demonstrate for me." Since the other party wanted to rely on his old age, Wu Fan was willing to accompany him.
"Although your kid is deaf, has poor eyesight, and is a bit stupid, fortunately, you still have self-awareness...that's good! Let me stretch my muscles!" With that, Jiang Yizhuo pushed Wu Fan aside and talked with Wu Fan. Van switched places.
Stand up straight, relax your arms, and raise the hoe above your head, all the same as Ufan.
Seeing Jiang Yizhuo's serious look, Wu Fan subconsciously looked away, worried that he would not be able to help laughing later.
"Stupid boy! I will only demonstrate once, you have to watch carefully!" Jiang Yizhuo suddenly reminded him when he noticed that Wu Fan was distracted.
Hearing this, Wu Fan no longer dared to be distracted, and secretly reminded himself not to laugh out loud no matter what he saw later.
The shadow of the hoe rose and fell, and the soil flew. In just a short time, Jiang Yizhuo hoeed a furrow on the ground...
"Stupid boy, the rest will be left to you. You can't escape until you complete the mission!"
By the time Wu Fan recovered from the shock, Jiang Yizhuo had already given himself the hoe and returned to the stone room.
Looking at the dirt-made hoe blade on the hoe handle, Wu Fan thought he was being deceived. But when he took action himself, he found that the hoe blade that was originally strong in Jiang Yizhuo's hand shattered in an instant and merged with the ground.
"What...what is going on?"
Wu Fan leaned down, his eyes full of surprise.
If it were an earth technique, it would be possible to use it to the extreme. However, Wu Fan never felt the slightest trace of earth spirit from the other party.
Not only the earth spirit, Wu Fan didn't even feel the slightest energy fluctuation from the other party, indicating that the other party did not use any external magical power at all!
"How did he do it..." Putting aside how to hoe the ground, fixing the soil on the hoe handle was a problem for Wu Fan.
"Hmph! Stupid boy...I want to see what tricks you can come up with?" Jiang Yizhuo, who was looking out at the door of the stone room, withdrew his gaze and began to knead the grass stems and knit the futon in his hands.
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"Huh... this should be enough!" After many attempts, Wu Fan finally realized that it was not feasible to fix the soft soil on the hoe handle.
So he went to the pool, scooped up water, turned the soil into mud, and finally kneaded it into a hoe blade.
"It's good now. Just wait for it to dry and it should be almost ready..."
Although Jiang Yizhuo once said that there was not much time, the latter never came back since he left. Wu Fan simply slowed down the pace. After all, sometimes it is useless to be anxious.
But he still didn't understand why Jiang Yizhuo asked him to help hoe the ground for no reason, and... what was the situation here now?
At first, he thought that the situation here was the same as that of the Yin Walker before, and that the latter took him out of the world while he was dreaming. But he tried various methods, but found that the scenery here was real and not imaginary. It wasn't that he didn't want to leave, but that he couldn't escape.
"Stupid boy! How brave are you! Are you slacking off when I don't even see you?" Jiang Yizhuo appeared behind him at some point.
Wu Fan was startled and hurriedly patted his butt and stood up: "Senior, junior is not slacking off! It's just..."
After all, Wu Fan was opportunistic, and it was hard to say that he could not work well before the soil was dry.
"Just what?" Jiang Yizhuo followed Wu Fan's gaze, and then yelled: "Stupid boy! Do you still dare to take advantage of others?"
Wu Fan was about to admit his mistake when he saw Jiang Yizhuo suddenly waved his hand: "That's all, people have to learn to be flexible. If you can achieve success by opportunism, that's your skill!"
Then, Jiang Yizhuo turned around and left again.
There is no day or night here, Wu Fan doesn't know how much time has passed, and what is the situation like on Yuan Hua's side now?
He looked up at the palm-sized sky, and suddenly felt that its color was extremely blue...
After a long period of suffering, Wu Fan finally waited for the hoe blade to dry. After briefly testing its hardness, Wu Fan couldn't wait any longer and took action.
The hoe fell to the ground, and there was a crisp sound. The originally extremely hard hoe blade broke into pieces the moment it came into contact with the ground.
Knowing that the soil hoe blade cannot last long, Wu Fan had already dried the hoe blade on the ground in advance to avoid this happening. Although he was surprised by the short lifespan of the hoe blade, fortunately, he was well prepared and didn't have to worry too much.
"Kacha... Kacha... Kacha..."
After replacing several hoe blades in succession, they all broke at the touch of a touch, making Wu Fan's face gradually look ugly.
Thinking that this situation would occur because of the lack of fire, Wu Fan began to hesitate whether to light a fire or not. And when he was looking for a suitable environment, he suddenly discovered that the ground here had become extremely hard, just like the hoe blade...
Recalling when Jiang Yizhuo said "opportunistically" before, there was an imperceptible smile on his face. Now
It seems that this opportunistic approach is not simple.
The land here is both soft and hard. Even if you forge a tougher hoe blade, I believe that the material of the ground will also change in the same way.
Thinking of this, Wu Fan smashed the hoe blades he had worked so hard to make two by two. The result was indeed as he expected, and the ground here also returned to its previous condition.
"Rumble, rumble..." Suddenly a huge noise came from a distance, making Wu Fan feel frightened.
He followed the sound and looked into the distance, only to see that the mountain walls on both sides collapsed in the distance.
"Stupid boy, do you still have time to watch the show?" Jiang Yizhuo's voice sounded at the right time, "There is not much time left for you. If you don't find a way to complete the task, you will never think of leaving!"
Wu Fan's heart skipped a beat when he heard this. It turned out that this was what Jiang Yizhuo meant when he said "there's not much time."
Seeing Jiang Yizhuo about to leave again, Wu Fan hurriedly said: "Senior, stay!"
"Handle your own affairs by yourself, I will not help you no matter what!" Jiang Yizhuo turned around and said calmly.
"Senior, that's not what I meant!" Wu Fan hurriedly explained, "I just want to know where this place is?"
Wu Fan originally wanted to summon five little ghosts to help. As long as they are there, it won't be a problem even if the place is dug to the ground! But the strange thing is that no matter how he recites the magic, there is no movement in the ghost gate in his palm, as if he has never been exposed to this kind of magic.
"What place?" Jiang Yizhuo squeezed his fist and sighed: "This is not a place, but the beginning of the future, the source of disaster!"
Wu Fan frowned slightly, always feeling that these two sentences seemed familiar. Although they were not the same words, they had the same connotation.
"Stupid boy, please carefully recall how I hoeed the land. After all, this land can only be given to you."
Jiang Yizhuo twisted the blade of grass in his mouth and flicked it, leaving several huge and ferocious sword marks on the stone chamber!
"Hiss..." Seeing that Jiang Yizhuo could do this with just blades of grass, Wu Fan's pupils trembled and he took a breath. If he hadn't known that Jiang Yizhuo "should be a man like a sword, with sharp eyes and sharp back." With his "straight" personality, he even suspected that Jiang Yizhuo was responsible for the previous commotion...
Originally he wanted to say something else, but when he saw that Jiang Yizhuo had left, he could only swallow the unnecessary words.
Lowering his head, Wu Fan was about to start frowning, but his eyes suddenly fell on a book.
"'One Sword'? Hey...isn't this the lost swordsmanship of Jian Xingju?"
Thanks to that strange book, Wu Fan has gained a lot of knowledge.
Wu Fan wanted to open it, but felt it was inappropriate, so he hurriedly shouted and chased after him: "Senior, your things have fallen!"
But Jiang Yizhuo didn't seem to hear anything and continued to stride forward.
Wu Fan chased him more and more, Jiang Yizhuo moved faster, and finally, the latter disappeared into the stone room in a flash.
"Senior is really strong, he can walk so fast..." Wufan breathed heavily, muttered something in a low voice, and then stepped into the stone room: "Senior, your things? Huh? Where are seniors?"
Seeing that there was no one in the stone room, Wu Fan could only turn around and look in another direction.
"Why is this stupid boy so stubborn? But his character is exactly the same as that guy's, which is really admirable... Ouch..."
Before he finished speaking, Jiang Yizhuo's hand slipped and he fell from the roof of the stone room...
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