Winter nights are always longer, but for those who are used to waking up early, even if they had slept late last night, they still woke up the next day, before the light was clear.

Then came the usual busyness, and the dark mountain village suddenly came alive.

The meat that Cheng Lin brought back filled the gap in winter tribute.

Therefore, the people of the village no longer need to pick up hunting knives and go deep into the snow-covered mountains and forests to hunt together, and only need to rely on the food they have saved to survive this winter.

This kind of life is extremely boring, but for the villagers it is a rare time of the year to rest, and they do not bother about it.

What's more, now they have a common amusement, that is, listening to Ezreal tell the story of cultivating immortals.

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"Generally speaking, if an immortal cultivator in the refining period wants to enter the realm of building a foundation, he needs to swallow a pill called 'Zhuji Dan', and only if he succeeds in promotion can he truly step into the ranks of immortal cultivators...... That's why there is this Immortal Ascension Conference......"

In a small dilapidated courtyard near the edge of the mountain village.

Almost the whole village sat on their own benches, like elementary school students in class, with round eyes and listening to Cheng Lin in front of them tell stories.

After last night's incident, Cheng Lin gradually let go, sat on the top and talked eloquently, his tone was not hurried, and he adjusted it at any time according to the direction of the story in his mind.

"Sweet Potato" skillfully coiled between his legs, squinting to sleep.

Lai sat next to him, holding hot water, and handed it to Cheng Lin from time to time to moisten his throat.

This lecture is a morning.

"Alright, let's talk about it for now, and we'll continue in the evening."

It was about noon.

Cheng Lin waved his hand, and a group of villagers left one after another, discussing the plot while walking, and the painting style was quite strange.

After taking a sip of hot water and moistening his throat, Cheng Lin squinted his eyes and looked at Udon City in the distance.

Last night, he used his mental power to sweep down Udon City, saw a lot of dragon servants, and also glimpsed a few giant dragons.

As for which one was the dragon lord, he didn't know very well, and there was no deviation from Lai's account in general.

The so-called urban civilization level is not much higher, it is only equivalent to an enlarged version of the village.

Probably because of the low status of the dragon servants, in the so-called Udon City, except for the dragon's dwelling, which has a gorgeous appearance, the rest of the dwellings belonging to the dragon servants are generally low and ugly, and there is also a lack of entertainment places for the dragon servants, reflecting a strict hierarchy gap.

At least from his brief observations, this is the conclusion he has drawn.

This made Cheng Lin suddenly lose interest in exploring the city.

He simply didn't think much about it, but stayed in the village.

Tell stories to the villagers and entertain others.

After telling the story, go on to your own cultivation.

Yes, through many attempts, Cheng Lin found that although he could not absorb the aura in the deduction world, he could use the ore hidden in the spirit world to cultivate.

"Probably because of the procedural judgment, the objects in the spirit world and I are both foreign objects."

This allowed Cheng Lin to catch a bug, and theoretically he could greatly "save" his cultivation time in this way.

More precisely, an extra part of the time out of thin air.

"However, there are also many limitations, and the biggest problem is that the amount of spirit ore I store can't support my cultivation for a long time...... Once consumed, there is no point in forcibly staying in the deduction.

Well, it's not entirely meaningless, and you can use this time to hone your skills.

But this is still feasible in a peaceful deduction, for example, when there was no trace on the fairy island, I had several months.

But in most deductions, the world will usher in drastic changes, such as cataclysms, and in this context, it is not suitable.

Of course, it seems that it is also possible to forcibly slow down the task.

For example, if you don't execute it after publishing, it seems that it will limit the time of the mission. ”

As early as the third deduction.

Cheng Lin has already discovered that the program can set a time limit for the completion of some tasks.

Another more emotional factor is that he couldn't bear to stay in the deduction for a long time, and the Immortal Island almost suffocated him that time.

In addition to this, Cheng Lin made another discovery.

He tried to bring "Ciri" out of the spirit realm, but failed.

"It seems that I still can't bring the real life into deduction through the spirit world, and I can only bring dead things, such as peppercorn noodles and cumin ......"

Cheng Lin looked at the outline of Udon City in the distance and smiled bitterly in his heart.

As for the situation of deliberately not completing the task, resulting in the failure of the deduction, from the perspective of experiments, Cheng Lin should have tried to do it a long time ago.

But for some reason, he never had this thought in his mind.

Whether in deduction or in reality.

As if at the subconscious level, he deliberately ignored this idea, and this phenomenon, he himself did not notice at all.

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The productive forces of the age of the dragon were undoubtedly backward.

Therefore, except for the dragon clan, and a very small number of "noble" dragon servants have the habit of eating three meals a day, most of the low-level dragon servants have two meals a day.

One meal in the morning and one in the evening.

So at noon, Cheng Lin didn't need to cook, and he planned to stop cooking in the evening, after all, his seasonings had run out.

"If I had to cook, I'm afraid I'd have to tear open the instant noodles I stored and wrap them in sauce......"

This decision disappointed both Rai and Sweet Potato.

I practiced for an afternoon.

In the evening, a group of villagers made an appointment and came to the small courtyard with a small bench.

Sang Heke and other young men even brought dry firewood, lit a bonfire, and listened to the serial story together.

Five days have passed in a blink of an eye.

The calm mountain village is almost cut off from the outside world.

Therefore, in the past five days, Cheng Lin never knew that his portrait had been from the "Dragon City" of the Dragon Kingdom downwards, and was plastered all over the territory cities of various Dragon Lords.

He didn't bother to explore, but just leisurely immersed himself in this simple life, which was quite a bit of a comfortable taste.

In the process, he even felt that his state of mind had improved again.

Finally.

In the early morning of the sixth day, when the day dawned, Uncle Sang of the hunting party took the rest of the young men and pulled the cart full of meat to the village road.

Today is the day when the village pays the "winter tribute".

The cart is also similar to the ox cart, but the people of this era did not domesticate cattle and donkeys and other livestock, and they have the thin dragon blood in their bodies, and they have the strength not inferior to any domestic animal, so the carts in the village are pulled by dragon servants.

"Check it, are you all bundled?"

"The number is right, don't be less!"

Early in the morning, standing in the cold mist, the sturdy Sang shouted.

After the rest of the young men were confirmed, he nodded, and immediately looked at the courtyard of Lai's house, where the young Lai was also neatly dressed and was reluctantly walking out.

According to the rules, this time to deliver goods in Udon City, he also needs to participate.

"Okay, don't look reluctant, isn't it just that you can't hear the story in the morning, as for it." Sang said helplessly.

A villager next to him had a bitter face:

"Don't talk about Lai, I can't bear it, why am I going to send it this time, this one back and forth, I want to listen to a big story."

The rest of the villagers were similar.

This was interrupted for a morning, just as uncomfortable as reading a book and suddenly finding that several of the chapters were 404.

"Look at your little bit of interest, I told my family that I wanted her to write down the story, everyone hurry up, strive to come back early, and then make up for it."

Sang put the rope that pulled the cart to his shoulder and said.

"As far as my sister-in-law's memory is concerned, can she remember......" muttered one of the villagers.

was glared at by San, and then shut up.

Talking and laughing, everyone quickly got dressed up and pulled the car in the direction of Udon City.

Rai waved his hand at the courtyard, and immediately heard the farewell sound of the sweet potato, so he climbed into the car, cheered up, and looked at Udon City in the distance.

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There were hardly any decent roads in those days, and the village was remote and covered with snow, so it was not easy to get a cart to the city, which is why they had to leave at dawn.

Along the way, people took turns pulling the cart, and everyone was not too tired, and by noon, the group finally arrived in Udon.

Although it is a city, the scale is the size of a town in reality.

The city walls are not high, and the wars that broke out between the various dragon lords in this era were all duels of dragons led by the dragon lords to divide the winners and losers, and they would not let their dragon servants fight each other, and the dragons would generally not attack the city directly, but would conduct a "contest between dragons" in accordance with the rules formulated by the "three heads".

Therefore, the role of the city wall has also been greatly weakened.

These two days are the time for each village to pay the winter tribute, so there are many dragon servants who come to deliver the goods.

lined up, and slowly entered the city under the inspection of the dragon servant soldiers guarding the city, and then went to the place where the payment was made, and after paying the winter tribute according to the rules, Lai and his party breathed a sigh of relief.

"Even if this year is over, there are still a few months left for the next Spring Gong."

Pulling the empty car, Sang smiled with satisfaction.

After paying the tribute and buying some necessary daily necessities such as salt, the group pulled the cart to return.

It's just that when they passed through the central street of Udon, they were suddenly attracted by a group of people.

"What's that?"

"yes, what are they all looking at there?"

Just next to the most conspicuous wall of the central street, there are many dragon servants around, looking at the dress, they are also from the various villages below the territory to pay the winter tribute, and they are huddled together at the moment, discussing something.

"Let's take a look, too."

With a wave of his hand, Sang led the rest of the villagers into the crowd, and now, they finally saw what was on the wall clearly.

It was a portrait, painted on an animal skin, with a vivid pattern:

A strange-looking "dragon servant", with black hair and a hairless face, was smiling quietly and looking at the world with interest.

Several villagers were immediately stunned.

His eyes widened.

The villager named "Ke" was even more surprised and exclaimed, "This ...... Isn't this Mr. Ezreal? How did he run away and get painted? ”

As soon as the words fell.

The soldiers under the wall immediately surrounded them.

A high-ranking dragon servant in armor walked over quickly, examining Ke, and a majestic voice resounded throughout the audience:

"You know him? He...... Where is it?! ”

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The collection is over 100,000.