In the end, Xiao Ran succeeded in digging out 10,000 spirit stones from the master's hand with his three-inch tongue, and asked the two nephews of Casting Sword Peak to bring them back to Master Gao to build his luxurious flying sword ship.
After a day of tossing, the random crit has almost been figured out.
Using the power of second-order resonance, it can increase the probability of critical strikes to about one-twentieth, and can extract 100% of the power of the master. For the time being, only the power of Nascent Soul can be used, and I don't know in the future.
By the way, you can also earn some filial piety points. Although there is only one filial piety value at a time, it is very long-lasting and rarely decays, that is, some waste arms and legs.
The system clearly judged that the filial piety was successful, but the master beat people violently...
Xiao Ran didn't understand.
Looking at the filial piety value: 49!
Every day, hot springs, massages, fine wines, gourmet food... There is no repetition of upgrades, and the value of filial piety is getting less and less.
The price of 300 filial piety points from purchasing the full-level "One Hundred Thousand Layers of Qi Refinement" is still a long way off.
There are still twenty days before the Tianjiao Conference.
There are at most seven or eight days before the high-grade grains and herbs mature.
There is still time.
But Xiao Ran couldn't be idle either, and had to continue to develop other ways of doing filial piety.
Chu Yan looked at him differently recently.
Squinting slightly, it is meaningful, but clenching his teeth, he has a kind of unyielding energy.
Day and night playing cotton, spinning cocoons, designing clothes, and scrapping several painting books a day.
This is a good thing.
Xiao Ran didn't expect her to practice well, as long as she didn't delay taking care of the valley.
After all, Xiao Ran farmed the fields to make wine for her master, so she managed the valley in an orderly manner.
Xiao Ran occasionally looked at the styles of clothes she drew, and they looked pretty good, and said:
"Remember to help me design a dress too."
Chu Yan narrowed her eyes and nodded:
"it is good."
Xiao Ran's hunch is not very good...
Master is a little bored, sleeping, drinking, soaking in hot springs, studying card skills, and dreaming of making a fortune.
Seeing that filial piety is becoming scarce, Xiao Ran started the second step of entertaining and filial piety.
Using spiritual power, resonance power, and full-level painting skills, he developed the skill of "splashing ink with thoughts into paintings".
The quality of the painting is definitely not comparable to strokes and knife carvings, but he has full-level painting skills and a very good prototype, much higher than Chen Qingyuan's level.
Xiao Ran began to paint with ideas on the bamboo board, serializing "Horse Breaks the Sphere".
The reason why this well-known web article was serialized first is because the protagonist of the original work is called Xiao Yan, which is only one word away from his name. It looked very immersive back then, so the plot is more memorable and easy to re-enact.
After drawing for a short while at random, I drew 10% of the original plot. I found the master who was studying card skills on Songgen and asked:
"Master, do you like watching paintings?"
Ling Zhouyue took a sip of wine, continued to fiddle with the bamboo sign without raising her head, and spoke quietly.
"Is it a painting of ghosts?"
"no."
"Don't look at that."
Xiao Ran was not discouraged and continued the strategy.
"I draw a picture book with a story."
Ling Zhouyue waved her hand.
"The thing that bothers me the most is the story. As the sword-wielding elder, I fight the Netherworld so hard every day. I still have to use my brain to see a painting, isn't it tiring?"
Sword-wielding elders fight the ghosts...
You really speak it out!
Xiao Ran hurriedly explained:
"Master, you have misunderstood. Don't use your brain to read this painting of mine. Don't use your brain to read it. The less you think about it, the better it looks."
"yes?"
Ling Zhouyue then raised her head and glanced at the drawing board.
"Then let me see."
"The horse breaks the sky, um..."
Looking at the name of the painting, Ling Zhouyue thought how could a horse break the sky? But she also felt that Xiao Ran had a deep meaning. In order not to reveal her IQ, she nodded and thoughtfully.
"It's very well drawn!"
"You can also swipe to turn pages to form a continuous story. Where do you get so many crazy ideas?"
After turning a few pages, she suddenly remembered something.
"You idiot! Last time you were in Baicaofeng Hot Spring Valley, you really were peeping and painting!"
Xiao Ran was too lazy to deny it.
"It's for art."
Ling Zhouyue's eyes were slightly cold, and she continued to look at it.
"You Xiao Yan has a big problem! Xun'er is still underage, so you go to touch someone's bed? How do you let her get married when she grows up? Or, does this Xiao Yan also have your massage skills?"
Xiao Ran hurriedly said:
"He is also trying to improve Xun'er's physique and treat Xun'er as his sister!"
"Why is this Nalan Yanran so beautiful? Is she the heroine?"
"no."
Ling Zhouyue turned dozens of pages, and felt that the characters in it had too low a force value and lacked interest.
"Is there a role as a teacher in this story? Don't read it if you don't."
Xiao Ran panicked, and adapted on the spot:
"There are some, it's called, called... By the way, it's called Yun Yun, and the role is very similar to that of Master."
"Yunyun? What's the name of a passerby? I suddenly don't want to read it."
"Yun Yun is Nalan Yanran's master, the sect master of Yunlan Sect, with great strength."
Ling Zhouyue gave Xiao Ran a faint look.
"Is it the mistress?"
It has to be!
Xiao Ran gritted his teeth and said:
"Of course it's the heroine, it must be the heroine, long live Yunyun, forever!"
"interesting."
Ling Zhouyue was thoughtful and seemed to be interested.
"Hurry up and draw, I'll take a look."
I don't know when, Chu Yanmao seemed to see the content of the painting behind the two of them.
"Then what about this Xun'er? You've touched people's bodies!"
Xiao Ran smiled and touched her dog's head.
"It doesn't hurt to touch, does it?"
Chuyan gritted her teeth and jumped out of the comfort of touching her head, reaching out to grab Xiao Ran's wrist, like she was catching a thief.
"If you dare to be wrong to her, you will see that the master will not kill you."
Ling Zhouyue drank and said with a smile:
"Haha, it's just a picture book, don't put too much into it."
Continue to turn back, and suddenly said:
"This little medical fairy is a bit like a young master. I'll show it to my master when I look back."
Chu Yan suddenly understood, and hurriedly said:
"Master, you can see, this guy has a very deep mind, you must not enter it, maybe you will fall into the devil, and he will control your body and mind."
Lingzhou crooked her head.
"Hey, is there such a special effect?"
Chu Yan: It's over...
…
After settling down the master, Xiao Ran sat on the boulder beside the cliff in Jianping, studying the newly forged sword of life.
The so-called natal sword is an exclusive spirit sword that is polished according to one's own spirit rate.
Xiao Ran controls the flying sword, rises up with the sword, and wields the sword energy in one go, very smooth, as if it is like his own hand, unable to feel the existence of the sword.
Surprisingly, Xiao Ran can only display two or three times the sharpness increase brought by the perfect sword pattern, which is the limit.
He tried to resonate with the sword pattern, and only managed to achieve a five-fold increase.
He tried to resonate with the blade.
The result was the same as the stone tablet, and he couldn't resonate with it.
The resonating consciousness could not penetrate into the internal details of the material of the blade.
The spirit pattern is perfect, but the power displayed so far is only a few times sharper at most.
Resonance swordsmanship can be used, but it cannot resonate with the sword itself.
Is this broken sword really above the heaven level
Xiao Ran always felt that the sword contained more power.
For the time being, he can't see through it, he can only take it slowly.
In theory, the natal sword needs more practice, and it is best to wear it with you.
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Fortunately, although this sword is not eye-catching, it is slender and well-proportioned, and it looks good on the waist.
When Chu Yan saw Xiao Ran with a sword, her face was slightly startled, and she quickly returned to indifference.
"An embroidered pillow, it's not very useful, it's not as good as my sewing needle."
Xiao Ran frowned slightly.
"You seem to have something to say."
"I do not have."
Chu Yan turned to leave.
…
The days of holding Jianfeng slowed down.
Every day Xiao Ran practiced swordsmanship, played cards, massaged his master, and occasionally cooked something delicious.
As long as the food is delicious, the Spring Frog and Qiu Chan can smell it even against the wind, and find various reasons to hold the Sword Peak. Today, there is a shortage of medicinal materials.
Xiao Ran's life was quite leisurely.
It's like being in a paradise, occasionally forgetting the tragic scene of the law-abusing world outside.
But only occasionally.
Only caring for a small family and ignoring everyone is not only uncomfortable, but also unsustainable.
Only when the world is at peace can he enjoy farming and family happiness with peace of mind.
Xiao Ran sat on the edge of the valley cliff, guarding the grains and herbs every day, looking forward to them growing up day by day.
The Spring Frog and Qiu Chan occasionally sat on his shoulders, one nibbling roasted sweet potatoes and the other nibbling roasted corn.
"In your painting of "Horse Breaks the Sky", you yourself, Shishu, Shizun, Chuyan... You already have roles, so why not us?"
Xiao Ran explained in disbelief.
"Who did you listen to? This story is adapted from a folk tale from my hometown, and the characters have no correspondence with us."
The two girls were stunned, their calves trembling slightly.
"Your hometown discriminates against non-human beings?"
When it comes to racial discrimination, Xiao Ran was so frightened that he changed his words.
"Don't worry, I will draw you two twin little mares right away, and the task of breaking the sky and maintaining the world will be handed over to you."
The two girls rolled their eyes and suddenly became excited.
"Wow, click the question, click the question!"
"Okay, remember not to let the little mare change shape again, we only change shape to live!"
Days go by.
The moonlight is like water, the sunset is like gold, the wind blows wheat waves, and the drizzle is like weaving.
Looking forward to, looking forward to.
After a heavy rain one night, the next day, at the beginning of the rain, the sun was shining.
Xiao Ran smelled the fragrance of rice.