The group has found this place. There are a few broken houses on the side of the mountain. Everyone can stay here if they want to repair it. It’s easy for Yuanying monks to do this.
Not far away there is a small lake naturally formed by running water. The water is relatively cold now, but it is very clean and reflects the blue sky and white clouds.
Although there are heavenly guardians above my head, it is still high, above the clouds. Most people can't feel it.
There is a flat area by the lake, where a group of people dozens or hundreds of years old are playing in the mud.
Jin Jiawen looked to be in her forties or fifties. She also wanted to take the Beauty Pill, but the young sect leader didn't have it. She didn't dare to look at the young sect leader at the age of three. There was something wrong with her at first glance. Anyway, Jin Jiawen is the elder compared to the young sect leader, so it’s okay if everyone is like this.
It's all Zhuyan Dan's fault. Look, a person who is about a hundred years old looks like he is twenty, which is weird compared to a girl like Yan Xiao.
Yong Mi was a little angry and said generously: "Wouldn't it be bullying you to compete with you?"
Jin Jiawen threw a talisman over.
Yong Mi was idle and calmly took out a small shield to block it.
Everyone watched as she was blown away. Staying far away will not affect the construction of the city here.
Jin Jiawen threw another talisman.
Looking at Ji Meiyin, Yong Mi should be able to calm down for a while. She asked Jin Jiawen curiously: "How many talismans do you have?"
Jin Jiawen responded politely: "We don't sell the talismans. We usually do other things and save some casually."
But there have been quite a few over the past few decades. Everyone is working hard and no one is idle.
Another female cultivator said: "You seem to be using the talisman differently."
Jin Jiawen responded: "Young Sect Master asked us to find the method we like. We must save spiritual energy to exert power. The talisman repair should be more durable, and the physical condition should not be poor. So we are messing around."
Everyone saw her as modest. Everyone continued to build the city and chatted while doing so.
Sun Wei is a core member of the younger generation of Wanbao Trading Company and an authentic talisman cultivator. Looking at Jin Jiawen's talisman, he shouted excitedly: "Can a diamond talisman be drawn like this?"
Jin Jiawen was still building the city conscientiously, while saying: "The young master painted it like this, and the effect is good. You can try it."
Sun Wei didn't dislike her low cultivation level, and it wasn't because of the name of the young sect master, it was purely because of the talisman. Just give it a try, take a pen and paper and draw by the lake. It failed the first time, it failed the second time.
Jin Jiawen understood it at a glance and gave instructions in an unhurried manner: "You should make the transition more smoothly."
Sun Wei quickly calmed down. This weird diamond talisman starts from the root of wood, then moves to fire, and finally earth. In fact, it is not complicated, it is simpler than others, but the effect is at least twice as strong! After Sun Wei finished the painting, he looked at it carefully. Mu has a business, which improves his continuous ability, and Mu also has a soft attribute, making the talisman more flexible. Fire naturally generates earth.
This talisman opened a door for Sun Wei and led to an epiphany.
Chen Zejun was very calm.
Jin Jiawen was also calm. Most of the guests are relatively good ones, and no poor students are brought as guests. If you have such a good talent and cannot achieve enlightenment, then you have to suspect that you are following the ancestors. If you come to Xiyue Sect and fail to gain enlightenment once, you will not suspect that you have gained fame in vain, but that you have practiced evil cultivation. This is so serious.
Others continued to build the city. It was a game anyway and they didn't care if one person was missing.
Several sword cultivators discussed with Chen Zejun.
Chen Zejun is generous and speaks whenever he can.
A sword cultivator ran away, took the sword and started practicing, and realized it.
Even Yang Shu understood it. Although Xiyue Sect didn't have many swordsmanship, she didn't care about it. After mastering the basic swordsmanship, she was still good at it.
Ji Meiyin said in surprise: "You are a bit strange."
Yang Shu smiled and said: "The young sect master said that he is happy when he is poor. He is also generous when he is poor."
Yang Shu can also sing a few strange lines: "This life is short and tiring. I have wine today and I will get drunk today. Laugh loudly in order not to cry, and bah loudly in order not to be annoyed. Little people, things are going well. I love being poor and happy every day. You carefree soul, you are not serious, you are laughing and joking that we are poor and happy."
Ji Meiyin sounded strange, but also quite cheerful. If you think less about some things, you will be happier.
Qu Lu was in the Wu group, and Tu Pan and Qiang Zundao were also in this group. Everyone is getting ready for a big one!
What we made was about two feet square, with a very high mountain on one side. It was not difficult to squeeze it. It was just playing in the mud anyway.
The bigger the mountain, the more famous it is. There are caves, restaurants, and auction houses on the mountain. There are simple ones, and there are also extremely luxurious ones. Even if it is made of clay, it will be fine if you squeeze it a few times.
Tu Pan, Qiang Zundao and several other weapon refiners came in handy.
There is a street in this city where you buy monster trophies, such as furs, etc., which is very atmospheric; there is also a street where you sell things, all of which look like they were brought out of the secret realm.
People use clay to knead treasures to deceive people until they become addicted. Especially this is a small size, which is more interesting and can be played casually.
Tu Pan took out a dagger and showed it to everyone: "How is it?"
Qu Lu showed everyone a pot wrapped in mud.
so similar! Qiang Zundao asked: "Have you paid for it or bought it?"
Qu Lu said with a smile as he placed it on the street, "I found it in the soil."
Qiang Zundao was stunned and quickly took it back from the stall to look at it carefully.
Several teammates were surprised: "Isn't this true?"
Tu Pan said: "I can't say for sure. We pick things up a lot." Although we usually pick them up for the young sect leader.
Qiang Zundao carefully removed the mud on the outside, revealing a small pot inside, which was as dark as a toy.
Qu Lu took it and looked at it again, and said in surprise: "Isn't it right? What can you pretend to be so small?"
Although it feels a bit like it, it's probably a toy. Although the spiritual weapon can be small but have a large capacity, it must be convenient to hold and not make it too small. It's about the same size as a finger. It's very delicately made and has ears. It looks like it was custom-made for a city-building game.
Tu Pan thought: "To be on the safe side, let's ask the young sect leader and the ancestor to check it out?"
Qu Lu’s great-grandfather was Taoist Master Shaoyuan, which may also be seen.
Several people put down Jiancheng and took small pots like children to find the young sect master.
Long Panxi is forming a judging panel. A lot of exercises and spells were submitted one after another. Although I had a playful attitude, the judges could not play and had to be serious and responsible. The judges can't be single, and they can't just look for the ancestors. Are the ancestors bothered?
It's hard for Tu Pan and the others to find their ancestor, so they'll look for the young sect leader.
Qu Lu looked at the small pot placed in the young sect master's small hands. He was not playing with it, but would it dirty the young sect master's hands?
Long Panxi didn't care, but was extremely shocked. Looking at the crooked road, this was really great luck!
The beautiful Taoist Master drank a lot of wine and ate a lot of chicken drumsticks. She came over to take a look and said in surprise: "Immortal pot?"
She tried to open a crack, and a strong aroma wafted out. She almost got drunk and quickly closed it.
Ancestor Zhirou was attracted and asked her to take a look.
Taoist Roulu gave her the small pot.
Ancestor Zhirou took control and opened the small pot, but still couldn't control the aroma.
Taoist Roulu was so close that he became drunk on the spot.
The winding road was a little far away, and I was still drunk.
Long Panxi swayed, as if unwilling to accept it.
(End of chapter)
