Chapter 646: White Moonlight in the Cultivation Realm
The rest of the outer disciples who did not have great cultivation either followed down the mountain, or they asked for orders to stay, but instead of continuing their studies as disciples, they were sent to different positions according to their strength, and they became a tool man with a monthly example, and they had no right to speak.
However, what prompted them to stay was naturally not the monthly example of three mid-grade spirit stones per month, but the pure aura of this Supreme Dao Sect.
Among them, the aura of the Twelve Peaks and the Dust Separation Hall is the deepest, and the higher the altitude, the richer the aura.
Don't take care of the work of guarding the disciples of the mountain gate, but the beauty of being robbed of the head is not only less, but the aura at the foot of the mountain is several times richer than the previous temple square.
Therefore, no one will risk being replaced to offend the Lord of the One Peak. Therefore, the way the disciples left was stunned and did not dare to make any movement.
Gu Sanning put away the burden, glanced back at Ge Yan who was standing still behind him, measured up and down, suddenly bent down and sniffed at his neck, looked at him sideways, and asked: "It's a little stinky, shouldn't you have been washing for a full term?" ”
"......" Ge was speechless, and a rare trace of embarrassment appeared on his swarthy face.
He had been around this Baizhu Peak, but he didn't find a place with a water source, and the growth of bamboo seemed to depend only on the aura of heaven and earth.
After trying to wash for half a year, Ge Yan left this matter behind.
Seeing this, Gu Sang straightened up, as if the faint voice of the day fell, "Come with me." ”
This time, Gu Sanning did not avoid him, he used a water technique to irrigate the small half of the wooden barrel in front of him, and then put it away, walked out of the room without saying a word, and closed the door of the room with a wave of his hand.
At sunset, the front of the hospital was still in a hazy gray.
Gu Sanning looked around, cleared out a place of bamboo around the bamboo house, recycled the bamboo into the ring space, walked to the ground that had just turned over some wet land, injected spiritual energy into the ground, and determined the depth of the water source, mobilized nearly one percent of the spiritual power in the body and smashed a deep pit not far from his feet, and the soil was directly crushed by the spiritual power, making a great movement. Write a book
Gu Sanning even sensed the formation of a seismic wave on the ground under his feet, spreading in all directions.
Before the aftermath dissipated, Gu Sang looked down with affection, and the water source slowly seeped out from the wet soil below, roughly estimated to be hundreds of meters deep
The depth is right, the width is right.
The blow was effective, and Gu Sanning deeply understood the four words of boundless mana.
The wet water seeping from the bottom is muddy and muddy, as if it can't be used directly.
"What is the follow-up to digging the well?" Gu Sanning didn't understand and asked the system.
Phuket secretly rolled his eyes, but he had already entered the key words in his hand, and after reading a page of information, he gave a plan: "Ten days and half a month, every day with a bucket to dry the water seeping out of the well, and so on, the water hole in the well will be opened, and the water can be washed when the water is prosperous, and the so-called well is to clean up the mud that is silted out of the well, and it will be good." ”
Before Gu Sanning could reply, in an instant, a white figure fell in front of her, and she stepped on the deep pit trap and fell without noticing, but in the blink of an eye, the kung fu man appeared beside her again.
Gu Sanning suppressed the instinct to make a move at that moment, and turned his head to look at the person who came, his slender and dusty posture, and the representative silver hair were silently revealing the identity of the person.
"Senior brother?"
Yi Qingchen responded coldly, his eyes looked down at the deep well not far away, with a touch of incomprehension in his eyes, "Senior sister, this is?" ”
"Dig a well."