After taking a day off, tomorrow will replace the Shura field where Feng Qingxiu lives.
In the dark night, the temple is broken in the mountains, and the house leaks every time it rains.
Ji Yunlai pressed his chest lightly, feeling that the injury had stabilized a lot.
Taking another look, the old man was snoring on the altar, while the children huddled together in the moldy straw in the corner, sleeping very unsteadily.
The rain is getting heavier.
If it is not repaired, the stagnant water will spread and flood the children.
He got up and went to repair the roof. Fortunately, there was a pine tree outside the door, which could be blocked by breaking some branches.
After tossing for a moment, when he returned to the temple, he was soaked all over.
This time is the time to show the power of infuriating qi. After a week of luck, if the water is evaporated, it is as easy to use as panacea.
Just hungry again.
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At dawn, the old man who woke up began to persuade him to join the Kun-Lai faction again, and in front of him he performed the one-handed handstand, chest crushing and other skills, and took out a book to show that this is a peerless skill, and you can practice it. Immortal.
Ji Yunlai ignored his nagging, cut the prey caught in the trap earlier, and started to cook the soup.
In fact, he still sympathized with this old man very much. At first glance, he was deceived by a liar who came from nowhere, and he was so stupid that he became like this.
Quickly cut the boiled meat slices into the pot, add the refined salt made by yourself, and throw in the mushrooms and wild onions, and soon there will be a pot of delicious rabbit broth.
He made the children line up and gave them one by one.
"Big brother, why don't you eat it?" Seeing that the bottom of the pot was bottomed out, the last child holding the bowl looked at him with some trepidation.
"I don't eat ordinary food." Ji Yun came to pat his head.
The essence of self-cultivation is to boil the muscles and bones, store up the essence, and eliminate impurities in the body. There is almost no spiritual energy in the body, but there are a lot of impurities. After eating these, the infuriating qi that you practice every day is not enough to eliminate impurities. It’s too bad.
It's just that although the beasts have a lot of spiritual energy, he is still in trouble now that his injuries have not healed.
"Big brother, will you go?" the little child asked worriedly.
"Yes, there are still about three days." Ji Yunlai answered him. After three days, the injury should almost heal.
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Ji Yunlai didn't leave after three days, because the old man didn't know where to find a book that was half burned.
Of course, it is useless for ordinary people to hold this, but Ji Yunlai has a little understanding of the formation method, but he has calculated the true meaning of several runes.
The old man had a lot of books—probably not books, but worm-eyed, disorganized scraps that filled the cellar.
Ji Yunlai squatted all day, barely spelled out a page, and learned one more rune.
But the old man is clamoring that if you want to get their Kun-Lai peerless secrets, you must join their Kun-Lai faction!
Ji Yunlai thought about it and agreed.
He has given up the idea of entering the sect to cultivate the truth. He is the Four Spiritual Roots—in the fairy sect where the singular number is above, the Four Spiritual Roots are actually not much different from no one.
He is a 20-year-old Loose Cultivator again—if he had known that 16 years old was the upper limit of Xianmen cultivation, he might not have written the first rune solution, but had bribed the outer sect steward of the Yunshan faction, and he would go ahead and talk about it. .
Loose cultivators are too difficult. Every day he earns spirit stones, hunts beasts, and has little time left to cultivate his mind. In addition, he still has to study runes, so his cultivation has hardly increased over the years. Pass.
Since scattered cultivation, where is cultivation not cultivation
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Ji Yunlai gave names to several children. Goudan and the little dirty grass have been changed. Goudan is still unwilling to change it, saying that this is the name his mother gave him. Ji Yun said that Tiancai can't be called. Goudan, this made Goudan agree to change his name to Yan Zhao.
Cao'er often picked flowers by the river and put them in her messy hair. When Ji Yunlai saw that it was a daffodil, he named her Bai Narcissus.
The old man is still going crazy every day. If he has something to do, he will find a child to come back, but he doesn't care when he finds it. At most, he throws away a little food, and then he teaches some incomplete and unknown Fajutsu. Some of the children who were picked up before are They ran away and disappeared, some died of illness, and others went to the city to beg, using this place as a temporary home.
Ji Yunlai sent back all the children who could find a home, and there were still orphans.
There is nothing he can do about this. It has been three years in Central Continent, and the country of Yun has been destroyed by An Guo. A large amount of food has been looted, and there are refugees everywhere. Sometimes these children are taken away by hungry people. Stewed, easy to eat is more common.
It can't be ignored, can it
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Ji Yunlai took the time to buy two pieces of sackcloth, and made clothes for these naked children. Winter is coming. The double layer clothes are winter clothes with cotton stuffed in them. In summer, they can be used as single clothes. Bigger, they grow too fast.
Fortunately, he is still a cultivator, if ordinary mortals really can't afford to raise these children.
In addition, his needlework seems to be getting better and better, and his hand speed can keep up with typing.
But it seemed to be beneficial, the thorn-like Yan Zhao hugged him and cried.
But you cry when you cry, what is the situation of calling me mother
And what is the situation with a crying audience.
It's hard to bring children _(:з"∠)_
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Xiaozhang watched quietly as he calculated the runes on the sand table, and then drew three runes from memory.
Ji Yunlai felt that his talent was good, and he taught him to draw some simple symbols—for beginners, the effect was not very good, in order to memorize the symbols used for correct symbols.
Xiaozhang learned quickly.
Then I painted a lot of peace talismans—the same kind as those in the Temple of the City God, and sold them in the city.
did not come back.
Ji Yunlai rescued him from the firewood house in the Temple of the City God at night, along with a few children who went to sell talismans together.
Then intimidate what will happen to piracy.
They promise never again.
Then continue to go the next day - also divided the lookout and find a good escape route.
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Ji Yunlai looked at the few copper coins they had sold after a hard day, and reached out to take them.
He found that the children were actually very disturbed and afraid of him leaving.
Ji Yunlai began to teach them to learn Chinese characters, practice stakes, and have something to do, so they wouldn't think about it.
Yan Zhao learned the best and fastest, and Ji Yunlai rewarded him with a wooden sword.
Yan Zhao was so excited that the first thing he did every day was to take it out and dance. He even made a scabbard for the wooden sword with a scripture of grass, and no one was allowed to touch it.
The other children's eyes were red, and they worked as hard as the competition.
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Yan Zhao snatched a passing hunter with a trap.
He was beaten by Ji Yunlai.
and told him it was wrong.
He is very stubborn and doesn't think he is wrong. He used to steal other children's things to survive.
Ji Yunlai was very angry and sent the hunter home.
The hunter thanked him, and the son of his family was also very hungry, and his eyes glowed green when he looked at the package of rice that Ji Yunlai brought.
In troubled times, it is difficult to live.
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The next day when Ji Yun came back and forth, a group of children hugged him and cried out of breath.
Said not to rob again, you don't go away, okay
Later, the children were obedient a lot.
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The calculated sand table did not know how many programs were calculated. After five years of calculation, one more array was calculated. Twenty-five-year-old Ji Yunlai finally felt that the speed was too slow.
He decided to go crazy.
Using the runes he has determined so far, he wrote an ordinary small program in the sea of consciousness, and judged that there is true essence as yang, and no one is judged as yin. Using ordinary logic judgment, he made a simple rune calculation program. This time he can save a lot of time comparing damaged runes.
In this way, his calculation speed should be greatly enhanced.
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He was successful, but he was unfamiliar with it at the beginning, and there was a bug, the coordination between the soul and the body was damaged, and he was half paralyzed for half a year before barely recovering.
The good thing is that procedures that used to take months, now only take one night.
Seven days later, he simplified his first magic circle, the material was reduced by half, and the power was only a little smaller.
And it was successfully sold, and the price was unchanged from before the simplified.
Finally, I don't have to run around for some meat anymore, I just want to cry.
Twenty years after he entered this world, he finally found his golden finger.
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After calculating a large number of runes, he finally had some extra money to expand the mountain gate.
The old man didn't seem to lie to him. Judging from the remaining scriptures, it seems that Kun-Lai is really an ancient sect, so there are so many lost ancient formations and old talismans. Over the years, he has only sorted out some magic formations and one. This law decides.
Fajue sounds like a very powerful name called "The Great Void and Unmoving the True Classic".
Cultivation is very stable, but the resource requirements are too high, what immortal grass Wangzhi, Returning Zhendan... Hell, if he has money to buy these, he still needs to practice
He tried to calculate the revision, so that he would not spend so much money, and it would change beyond recognition.
Of course not to practice.
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Caught a rabbit, very fat, looks very spiritual.
Prepare to collect a group of Yuehua to open his intelligence to him.
Then let the rabbit practice first.
Shapeshifting pills are really expensive.
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That kid Yan Zhao had been secretly practicing for several days.
It has to be cleaned up properly.
Whether you listen or not, these little devils will become more and more foolish.
Forget it, just take a good look at it.
But three days of foundation building, it seems that there is no mental disorder
Then I have practiced too.
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I have practiced a new method for the old man. His madness has not been so severe recently.
But do it occasionally.
So, when the old man brought the newly picked child to show off another good quality, Ji Yunlai was silently hanging the engraved plaque on the ruined temple.
Seeing the three words of Kun-Lai School, the old man suddenly lost his temper, hugged him and cried and laughed, thanking the ancestors of the generations for letting him see Kun-Lai again in his lifetime.
Ji Yunlai comforted him skillfully, and then went to ask if the child was robbed and if he wanted to go home.
The child said nonchalantly that there was no home.
"Then do you have a name?" Ji Yunlai was about to give him one.
"Li Xianjing." The child answered him coldly.
Then there is no need to change it.
"Then are you willing to stay and join the Kun-Lai faction?"
"… "