"You!"

Erlang God almost couldn't help it, took a few deep breaths, and said: "Suspend the sale of the formation steam engine, otherwise the Heavenly Soldiers will be dispatched to smash all these equipment, and it may even affect the relevant personnel." ”

"Oh, you can't play within the rules, and this is about to start the contest?"

Chen Nuo seemed to be surprised, and chuckled: "This matter is simple, if you destroy it, then I don't care, but I like to wander around, what mountain gods, land, and city gods I see along the way, maybe I will think they are an eyesore and destroy them casually." ”

"For the sake of this group of ordinary beings who have nothing to do with you, is it really worth it, don't forget that your aura transformation technique is not uncrackable."

"Then you can crack it, you can crack it, I praise you."

Chen Nuo didn't care, looked at Erlang God and smiled: "Answer my question just now, then maybe I will consider your proposal." ”

Erlang God was silent, and shook his head for a long time: "I will seal my parents forever to set an example." ”

"To set an example? That's pretty good. ”

Chen Nuo patted Erlang Shen's shoulder and chuckled: "I will reduce the weight loss of the formation steam engine, 30 units a day before, then change it to 10 units a day now." ”

Erlang God will reduce sales if he doesn't come to the door, and this kind of equipment that uses aura energy as the driving force will accelerate the decay of heaven and earth still has to be controlled.

Otherwise, if heaven and earth really want to irreversibly decay in a short period of time and enter the stage of destruction, those saints and Dao Ancestors will definitely go crazy and kill him.

Ignoring Erlang God's silence, Chen Nuo took the little fox and walked out of the city.

"Daxian, isn't this three-eyed stupid head, isn't it quite inspirational for Erlang to split the mountain to save his mother in the past, how can he still answer the words of example."

Walking out of the city, the little fox asked with a look of incomprehension.

"That's because he's grown up and mature now."

Chen Nuo rubbed the little fox's head, and a trace of thought and solemnity flashed in his eyes.

The choice of the eternal seal to set an example This is in addition to the fact that Erlang God has grown up and is mature in his thinking, and he has learned to think rationally instead of being emotional, and the reasons and weight involved behind it must be very significant.

Only if the reason behind it is very important, then Erlang God will choose to seal his father and mother forever, instead of modifying the Heavenly Rules.

"Will the combination of immortals give birth to some innate immortal fetuses, thus aggravating the consumption of aura energy?"

Chen Nuo shook his head and quickened his pace to walk towards the monkey, which was about to be struck by lightning.

Outside the city, in a remote village.

"Monkey head, go fetch water to irrigate the fields!"

An old man went out with a load of wooden barrels and called out to the monkey next door.

Monkey head, this is the name of the monkey, of course, it is not that the villagers know his identity as a monkey, but the name of the ordinary person of the monkey is called Monkey Head.

"My field is still wet, and I will go to fetch water for irrigation tomorrow, but I won't go today."

Inside the house, the monkey responded, and after more than two years, he was almost adapted to being a farmer, as well as the hard life of a farmer.

It's not that he hasn't thought of other workarounds, it's just that he has no way.

For more than two years, he used his knowledge of the habits of wild beasts from many years of monkey life in Huaguo Mountain to become a hunter.

Because he knew the habits of wild beasts very well, he became a great hunter, lived a good life, had meat at once, had money in his pocket, the rice jar was full of grain, the house was renovated, and the matchmaker in the nearby village almost broke through the threshold to introduce him to his mother-in-law.

However, within a few months of this good life, the nearby mountain god gave him a dream, saying that he should hunt and forbid hunting, otherwise he would be cursed and punished by the mountain god.

After experiencing a monkey who was beaten to death by a mountain god and had to smash his corpse for three days in a row, he chose to follow his heart and smashed the hunting tools.

After his career as a great hunter was blocked, he went to work as a medicine picker.

With his understanding of the habits of herbs and the understanding of the demon beasts that have not yet fully given birth to the spirit of the guardian elixir, he has become a terrific medicine picker again, and every day the medicine basket is fully loaded.

The precious medicinal materials needed by the dignitaries and nobles in the city for treatment or health preservation could not be found by other medicine pickers, or if they were found because the guardian demon beasts could not collect the medicinal materials, he had a way to collect them.

Gradually, the matchmaker who had disappeared because he was no longer hunting came to the door to introduce him to his mother-in-law, and even the young ladies of the rich and noble families in the city favored him as a legendary hunter and legendary medicine picker.

It's just that the good times are still not long, and in less than half a year, the mountain god found him again in a dream, saying that the herbal medicine is the essence of the mountain, and mortals must take it in moderation, and order him to stop collecting medicine, otherwise he will feel the anger from the mountain god.

The monkey endured it, threw away the small hoe to collect medicine, smashed the medicine basket, picked up the big hoe and went to work in the field.

But the farmer's life was miserable, he didn't eat meat for two months in a row, and the matchmaker didn't come.

In the end, the monkey, who felt that he couldn't stand it anymore, thought about it for three days, threw away the hoe, picked up a knife and went up the mountain to cut bamboo.

As a clever monkey, the reputation is still the Lingming Stone Monkey, plus the Bodhi Patriarch apprenticed to learn art, and was once a golden immortal who understood some of the mysteries of heaven and earth, he still has a bit of craftsmanship.

Monkeys have invented a variety of bamboo crafts that are not available on the market now, all kinds of exquisite bamboo baskets, bamboo vases, bamboo carvings, bamboo tubes, etc.

Because of his exquisite shape and novel design, his business suddenly opened, and not only the local area, but also countless foreign businessmen also came to him to buy bamboo art.

Because the speed of ingenuity weaving is relatively fast, the yield is also high, and the high yield makes more money, so that the monkey will live a life of meat and matchmakers, and even the ladies of the dignitaries in the city have a very good impression of him, a young man with extraordinary talents, and often find him to customize bamboo art.

However, the good times were short-lived.

This time, it's not the mountain god looking for trouble, it's the low-priced knockoffs that have popped up in the market.

After several vigorous price wars, the monkey's profits fell again and again, from having meat for a meal to eating meat a day, and from a meal of meat a day to a meal of meat for three days, and the matchmaker also went to find other single young people who were more handsome than those who had learned to weave bamboo arts.

Of course, the monkey never thought of looking for a mother-in-law, but it didn't matter, and a meal of meat for three days was better than a life of farming without a meal of meat for a month.

What really made him uncomfortable was that the number of bamboos on the mountain was getting smaller and smaller, and everyone woke up to the fact that the bamboo would be cut down if it continued like this, and a group of people who learned to weave bamboo arts united to occupy the bamboo forest.

After several fights and two lives, more than a dozen people were injured, and the bamboo forest on the mountain was occupied by some local clans with many people.

They made rules that other people could cut down, but in a certain amount, and a family was only allowed to cut as much as a year.

This amount is cut to weave a few bamboo baskets for your own home, but if you want to weave it and sell it, it will definitely not work.

Even the raw materials are monopolized, and there is no doubt that the bamboo art trade of the monkeys has also been lost.

After three setbacks, all the ways out and workarounds he could think of were useless, and the monkey was completely helpless, picking up a big hoe and really becoming a farmer.

Since then, facing the loess with his back to the sky every day, looking at the sky, begging the immortals, just for a good climate this year.

Perhaps there is a restless heart in his heart after all, the life of a farmer has lasted for more than a year, and the monkey's heart that longs to be flexible, does not want to continue to be a farmer, does not want to go without a meal of meat for a month, beats again.

He was in a daze in the room, looking at the stove that was burning and steaming.