In return for a little inside information, the next day, Feng Qingxiu discussed with the old cultivator Jin about small-scale improvements to the array method in terms of material saving.
This is not an outstanding technique in Kun-Lai. For an old-school cultivator like Jin who has no foundation in Kun-Lai teaching, it is exhausting his hard work, and the material savings of a formation method is almost 5%. It looks like, but he has listened to him seriously, with a pious face, and from time to time he takes out a pen to write and draw, and asks various questions.
From Feng Qingxiu's point of view, the Central Continent's magic array can save 5% after improvement. If he wants to, there is no problem with deconstructing only 40% of the original materials. The most common deconstruction in the formation class is to take the various formations of Central Continent as a blueprint, and change the larger ones to smaller ones, so that both materials and space can be greatly saved.
But for the old cultivator Jin, being able to save 1% of the formation that has been passed down for thousands of years is already extremely impressive. After all, the extra 1% is the percentage of the formation of the entire sect. One, this extra income is enough for his family to have a lot of money, let alone five percent
When asked about Feilaifeng, Feng Qingxiu looked indifferent, and picked up some expensive materials that Feilaifeng needed.
"30,000 catties of spiritual core? 70,000 catties of Yuanci real water? 9,000 catties of Junshan silver?" The old cultivator Jin's face was pale, almost disheartened.
The core of the spiritual meridian is the source of a spiritual meridian. The larger the spiritual meridian, the larger the core. If all of them are taken away, the entire spiritual meridian will be gray in an instant. It simply cannot meet the requirements of the series of 30,000 catties, even if the spiritual vein of the main mountain of the Ziyun Dao can take out such a large core, it will inevitably affect the gathering of spiritual energy in the entire mountain gate, and it will move the whole body with one stroke. Everyone wants to be unaffected... But if they take other small spiritual meridians, they will directly destroy the dead spiritual meridian, which is also a kind of thing to fish for... Now they really don't dare to do it casually!
Yuanci True Water is the true and empty water of Beihai Haiyan. If you want to take it, you need to hand over the two demon saints of Beihai. What happened a hundred years ago, the three door-to-door disputes with Beihai were extremely stiff, and even the Taoist was almost killed by the dragon. The Great Sage of the Snake spit on his face, I am afraid it will be difficult to return...
Junshan Yin is used for refining tools, and it only costs one or two dollars on weekdays. If these things were hundreds of years ago, they might have been able to afford them. If a family takes it out, it will hurt the muscles and bones.
Not to mention other things...
"Could it be possible to make a smaller Feilai Peak?" the old cultivator Jin asked tentatively, "Xizhou Feilai Peak is too huge, and taking the main peak of the mountain at every turn will cost both time and money. If it is smaller, such as ... as tall as a nine-story tower, can it?"
"How many things can it hold, such a small Feilai Peak, even if it is full of spirit stones, I'm afraid it can fly thousands of miles, isn't it a waste?" Feng Qingxiu frowned, Kun-Lai's Feilai Peak is huge, but inside The goods can also be sent to others, with both offense and defense, and they can go back and forth to the outer domain without replenishing the spiritual stone all the way. What's the use of being a small one? Going out for an outing
"No, after all, we are a first-time trial. It's not too late to do a small test first, and then make a big one. Back then, your ancestor Xie Chuandeng wanted to do it all at once, but it failed. We don't want to go down the old road. It's better if it's easy to be difficult, right?" the old cultivator Jin said earnestly.
Feng Qingxiu felt that what he said was actually quite reasonable. If Xie Chuandeng had been here since he was a child, the resistance would have been much smaller. Unfortunately, he has been in Xizhou for too long, and it is estimated that the idea did not come back for a while... However, he proposed another one question.
"Why should I help Ziyundao build Feilai Peak?" Feng Qingxiu asked.
The other party was stopped, but the cultivator immediately showed his oldness and said sincerely: "Xie Daochang, think about it, after all, your ancestors failed to build and caused great losses. Now, I, Ziyun Dao, build a Xiaofeng, just to give you a chance to practice and prove that you can do it. In this way, the Taiqing faction will definitely treat you differently. You can directly build a big peak for Taiqing, and I have a small peak in Ziyun Road, and I am not afraid that it will affect Taiqing's interests. , it is a win-win situation, why not?"
Feng Qingxiu felt that if she was really Xie Fuzhou, she might have been persuaded—no, Guozhu Xie hated the formation, never learned it, and it was useless to persuade him, but unfortunately he was a Kun-Lai disciple, so it was impossible anyway, so he looked for it. For a reason, politely reject him.
"I still have important things to do, so I can't help you." Originally, he wanted to help Shizun find an important item, so he couldn't delay.
"But looking for the Kun-Lai Ruins?" The old cultivator Jin sighed. The Kun-Lai Ruins are on the land of the Taiqing Sect. He really couldn't find it, but it was impossible to let go, so he thought about it. At that time, Xie Chuandeng's ambitions could be turned yellow under their instigation. This kid is not very deep in the world at first glance, and there are opportunities to win over... He smiled slightly, "So, I can't force it to stay, but I have already sent it to the party. A manuscript of Daoist Xingdao came to discuss with you, and it will arrive tomorrow, why don't we discuss it again tomorrow, and then you will leave?"
Master's manuscript in Central Continent back then, Feng Qingxiu thought that no one in the world could read Master's manuscript as much as I did, so she was about to reject it, but she saw that Master made a mark on his chest and asked him to stay.
So he nodded.
The old cultivator Jin smiled with satisfaction. Seeing that the other party had the intention of expelling guests, he would not bother. He had to go back to prepare the outline, so he could ask more things tomorrow.
Seeing him leave, Feng Qingxiu stretched out her hand and asked Master to sit in his palm.
"A little curious, what did I write in the past." Ji Yunlai said lightly, "If there are traces on it, maybe I can figure out where it is."
Feng Qingxiu nodded to show that she understood, and then blushed slightly: "Master, how is my performance?"
"Xiaoqing, of course you are the best." The paper man leaned against his finger, turned his head and kissed the pulp of his finger.
Feng Qingxiu blushed instantly: "Well, my disciple will work harder."
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Zhao Hao waited in the courtyard boredly, playing with a spiritual fruit, thinking about how to escape or which secret realm to take that Lingyun kid to is more secure.
I saw a quarrel outside the manor, and a slightly familiar voice.
He walked to the wall curiously, sat on the top of the wall easily, pulled a purple flower that was blooming just right, and covered his face slightly.
Beneath the wall, a handsome, pale-faced man in Chinese fur was standing silently outside the door, while one of his entourage was asking them to go in and see Elder Jin.
"No! Elder Jin is receiving a distinguished guest. Besides, Elder Jin is one of the Supreme Elders of my Ziyun Dao. Is it a small sect like you who wants to see you?" One of the stewards looked impatient, "Leave quickly. , the affairs of Beizhou belong to the sect master, don't bother our elders!"
"Sir," the man said in a slightly hoarse voice, "I used to know Elder Jin before, but I haven't seen each other for a long time. I'm just visiting, please pass the message."
"You know the elder, does the elder know you?" The steward waved his hand, "No!"
"A dog's eyes look low." Zhao Hao scolded in a low voice and took a bite of the spiritual fruit. He recognized it. This man in leather was a young master of a big faction in Beizhou. When he went to Yueyan the other day I saw him outside Ziyun Dao and asked the three big door-to-door to give grace to the Lingjing who could not be handed in due to the Beihai disaster. His sect is also a big sect in Central Continent. It’s a pity that he encountered three unreasonable door-to-door. Acquaintance, I must have not neglected the relationship with this elder on weekdays, but now that something happened, but turned his face and ignored it, it was really shameless.
"You!" The steward raised his head in anger, even if the monk's voice was so low, he could hear it clearly, but seeing that it was Zhao Hao, he held his breath for a long time, but his expression was a bit sarcastic, and he said in a respectful voice , "This distinguished guest, the wall is windy, I think you should come down first, so as not to flash your tongue."
"Haha," Zhao Hao was originally a man of nothing, so how could he be ridiculed, took another bite of the fruit, pointed at the young Huaqiu boy, and sneered, "This person is my friend, I want my friend to come in. , do you want to block?"
"Oh, distinguished guest, since we are a friend, do you know his name?" the steward asked lightly.
"I know, but why should I tell you?" Zhao Hao snorted, "If you don't let me go, if you don't let me go find my brother Xie over here."
The manager's expression froze, Xie Lingyun's identity is very high, and he is a person who should be very attractive to the master, it is better not to make him angry - he frowned slightly, moved away, and said to the master and servant: "You two, please come in. "
After the master and servant thanked him, he entered the courtyard and thanked Zhao Hao again.
"It's alright, it's a big effort." Zhao Hao waved his hand casually, "I just pulled a tiger's skin, the skin is a bit big."
It feels good.
Just when he was complacent, Feng Qingxiu slowly walked behind him and said lightly, "So, Brother Zhao, do I agree?"
He pronounced the words "Brother Zhao" a little more heavily.