Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

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In every hill, every Great Lake, every farmland, every town, Li Yao will see a lot of strange things about land and land, and meet a lot of strange people.

He met an elderly man in his 130s who was obviously just an ordinary man, but had a 45-metre-long spiritual beast, the Tsunami Eagle, as his pet.

The old man said he accidentally picked up a little bird the size of his palm at the age of four, saw its wings broken, very pathetic, so he connected the broken wings with a branch, and applied ointment to heal his injuries.

This little bird has been sticking to him ever since, growing up with him, getting married, having kids, getting old.

For a hundred years, the bird was always palm-sized, and the elderly were used to having this little thing around them.

Who knows that after the 104th birthday of the elderly, the birds actually surged in shape and grew to five meters in just three years, revealing the face of the spiritual beast.

The old man knew that he had found something amazing.

“I am a regular salaried family, the place is already small, then I have a son and wife, even my grandson is about to get married, where can I keep such a big bird? ”

“I had to sneak it up on the roof of the residential building. For this matter, I was often nagged by my wife and son's daughter-in-law. The residential committee came to me several times, and I was shocked by the police! ”

“How can I afford to buy this guy at a high price when several cultivators come to the door to practise his sect? It is a spiritual beast in the eyes of the Maker, but in my eyes, it is my whole youth, my whole life! Not for sale, not for sale! ”

The old man gently touched the head of the roaring eagle and laughed.

Soaring eagles, famous for their ferocity, lean very gently against the elderly.

As you can see, its left wing is slightly twisted and appears to have been severely injured.

“After more than 20 years, I retired, and my children and grandchildren didn't have to worry about me, and my wife walked away, and I could finally fulfill my childhood dreams —— I've been thinking," Birds, birds, how good would you be if you were a spiritual beast? Then I can ride you, fly all the way, fly all the way, fly over the mountains, fly over the rivers, fly over the sky, fly all over the celestial realm. ”

The old man smiled and revealed his big mouth, lacking his teeth, climbing very hard behind the roaring eagle.

“Drop--”

The old man whistled a rusty whistle, whistling eagles, wings fluttering and empty.

The wings of this tsunami eagle have been wounded, and the elderly are not practitioners. They do not know how to master the spiritual beast at all. The flying looks twisted, slowly tense and ugly to the extreme.

But the old man didn't care, singing a popular song a hundred years ago, gradually disappeared into a cloud of cotton piles.

Along the way, Li Yao met many people like old people.

He encountered a powerful sword cultivator, who had achieved fame, but at the age of ninety, at Guangkou, he realized that what he really wanted to become was an artistic cultivator and a poet.

So the sword repaired the sword, hiked the snowy mountain, and looked for inspiration in the cold and vast snow.

Occasionally, Lu meets the car bandit Lu Ba, and instead of having to use his sword, he tries to impress the bad with poetry filled with warmth and love.

In the middle of the year, everyone around Snow Mountain knew there was such a brilliant “poet demon”, and people were more afraid of his verses than of the three-foot blue wings in his hand.

Li Yao also met a village doctor, graduated from Tiandu Medical School, has worked in several cultivation sects, is a renowned national hand in the cultivation world, is best at guiding the eight pulses of the Qi Dynasty, healing fire and demonization.

After one hundred and eighty years of age, however, the foundational peak practitioner abandoned several large hospitals and sectarian hiring with high salaries, went to every remote village in the Federation and was obliged to treat the villagers in the remote countryside.

“Thirty years ago, I helped a patriarchal patron to successfully embark on the Knight period, and then the patriarch gave me a luxurious sea view villa, plus five shops on one of the busiest commercial streets in a big city! ”

“I used to think this was the biggest payment I've ever received in my life. ”

In a rudimentary brick house, the country doctor pulled potatoes from the fire pond and smiled at Li Yao and said, "I didn't receive a more precious check up until yesterday. ”

“What is it?” Li Yao cautiously tore the potato peel, and the hot air drifted away from his eyes.

“I helped a little boy who had been blind for four years to see the light, and he kissed me hard, right here. ”

The country doctor pointed at his cheek and smiled brilliantly, naturally, quietly.

Retired elderly man on a tsunami eagle, village doctor who wants to be a poet's sword repair, peak foundation-building...

People like that, there's a lot more.

During the day, Li Yao was in a picturesque fairy realm and listened to all kinds of strange stories.

At night in his sleep, Li Yao did not forget to practice. He devoured Eurometallurgy's memory fragments.

Each piece of memory fragment contains the memories of Eurometallurgists for ten days to a month.

And Li Yao can devour about one or two pieces of memory every night.

If you eat more, your mental strength will be depleted, your whole brain will burn and you will suffer tremendously, which is not conducive to cultivation.

After three months of long journeys, Li Yao devoured the memories of the European metallurgy as a handyman of iron strike.

Unlike the last Nanko dream, this time, the memory fragment was completely integrated into Li Yao's body, and his original memory was completely integrated.

As if he really had served as an iron handyman 40,000 years ago, practicing some of the finest metal forging techniques.

Though in every process of devouring memories, Li Yao is tortured to death as a metallurgist.

But the gains are also immense.

All the iron beating skills of the European metallurgist were devoured by him, and based on the 108-Hand Cloak Hammer Law, Li Yao finally reached the point of peak creation on the path of metal forging.

In today's large-scale application of various technologically advanced refinery methods, looking at the entire celestial realm, it is impossible for a second person, like Li Yao, to foolishly learn what classical iron striking methods were 40,000 years ago.

Therefore, Li Yao is known as "the first artisanal forging technique of Xingyao Federation"!

Although the title, which sounds very prestigious, is not of great practical value, Li Yaoxin still has a small sense of satisfaction.

“Today it's forgery, tomorrow it's the best alchemy. What about Deep Sea University when I swallow up all the memories of the European metallurgical forgery? One day, the title of Alchemist Holy Land will belong to our Wilderness Warrior Alchemy Department! ”

Three months later, in the north of the Federation, in an unnamed hill village.

“Pfft...”

“What...”

“Whoa, whoa!” Whoa, whoa!

A large herd of wooden cows moaned weakly in the sun valley at the entrance of the village.

Wooden bull stallions are the common denominator of all agricultural metal puppet beasts.

Take, for example, the wool that is making a "what” sound. It is made of metal in its entirety, with various crystals embedded in the joints, and dozens of symbolic arrays engraved around the body to walk automatically in search of dead leaves and straw.

After swallowing the belly, it was all broken down into vegetable fibers and re-tangled into wool-shaped filaments in the belly.

This filament is a valuable metal puppet that can be used to weave knot nets and even sew clothes directly where the economy is lagging behind.

And the giant copper cow next to it, not to mention the plow field, can be turned into a large harvester just by adding some very simple parts during the harvest season.

Cut off all the rice ears with a horn-shaped blade in the front and then swallowed up by the mouth of the bull, the golden rice coming out the back of the ass.

In impoverished areas, these metal puppet beasts are the roots of an old and small family, often for generations.

This is the case with this unnamed hill village.

Dozens of metal puppet beasts are vintage products dating back more than a hundred years, long past their useful lives, either missing arms or legs, or the crystal stone was stolen by thieves, or the array engraved at the point of harm was brushed and refuted by years.

“Master Li, take a look for the old lady. Is this bull still alive? This is my grandmother's dowry when she married me! ”

“Master Li, look at this big wolf dog later. It's not a living thing, but it's been with me since I was born. It's been a hundred and thirty years. I have feelings! ”

The shameless villagers clustered Li Yao, and the house beside them was filled with the most intense meat scent for Li Yao in order to kill pork stew.

It is not easy to find a master who can repair the magic treasure in this poor countryside.

The simple villagers didn't know how to thank Li Yao, and one villager simply slaughtered the fat pig prepared for the New Year.

Many stunned children thought it was New Year's Eve, dragging their noses around the sun valley, cheering and laughing like silver bells.

“Wait, wait, Aunties, I want to check every single one of them slowly. I can't help it if it's too worn. As long as there's a chance, I'll try to fix these wooden cows! ”

Li Yao said with a smile.

After three months of experience, Li Yao is very different from when he just left. If a friend sees him, he will be surprised.

He was a little over a half a centimeter taller than a hundred days ago, appeared a little thinner, stayed in the wild for a long time, made his skin darker, his hair fluttered in clumps, his beard pulled, and he looked a little dirty.

He was wearing a common coarse cloth overalls, covered in dust and grease, which at first glance seemed like one of the most common field workers.

The biggest change is his temperament. (Great activity of dropping pies in the sky, cool phone waiting for you! Follow ~ Chinese Official Account (WeChat Add Friends - Add Official Account - Enter qdread) and join now! Everyone has a prize. Follow the qdread WeChat account now!