He had met an old man in his hundred and thirty years, who was obviously just an ordinary person, but he had a four- or five-meter-long spirit beast "Howling Sky Eagle" as a pet.

The old man said that when he was four years old, he accidentally picked up a small bird the size of a palm, and when he saw that its wings were broken, he was very pitiful, so he used a branch to connect the broken wings, and applied healing ointment to it.

Since then, this little bird has been sticking to him, accompanying him all the way to grow up, get married, have children, and grow old.

For the first hundred years, this little bird has always been the size of a palm, and the old man is also used to having such a gadget around him.

Who knew that after the old man's one hundred and fourth birthday, the bird's body skyrocketed, and it grew to five meters long in just three years, revealing the majestic face of the spirit beast.

Only then did the old man realize that he had picked up something great.

"I am an ordinary salaryman, my family is already small, and at that time I had a son and daughter-in-law, and even my grandson is about to get married, how can I have such a big bird?"

"I had to keep it secretly on the roof of a residential building, for this matter, I was nagged by my wife and son and daughter-in-law, and the neighborhood committee looked for me several times, and the police were alarmed!"

"Several cultivators from the cultivation sect have come to the door and said that they want to buy this guy at a high price, but how can I be willing to do it? In the eyes of cultivators. It is a spirit beast, but in my eyes, it is my whole youth, my whole life! If you don't sell, you just don't sell! ”

The old man gently stroked the head of the Whistling Eagle. Said with a smile.

The Howling Eagle, known for its ferocity, leaned meekly against the old man.

It can be seen that its left wing is slightly twisted, and it appears to have been seriously injured.

"More than 20 years later, I retired, my children and grandchildren didn't care about me, and my wife and son went before me. I can finally realize my childhood dream - I have been thinking since I was a child, little bird, little bird, how nice it would be if you were a spirit animal? Then I can ride you, keep flying, keep flying. Fly over mountains, fly over big rivers, fly into the clouds, and fly all over the entire Tianyuan Realm. ”

The old man laughed, revealing his big mouth with missing front teeth, and climbed up behind the Howling Eagle with great difficulty.

"Drip-"

The old man blew a rusty whistle, and the Whistling Eagle let out a long whistle and flapped its wings. Fly.

The wings of this Howling Sky Eagle had been injured, and the old man was not a cultivator, so he didn't know how to control the spirit beast at all. The appearance of flying is crooked, slowly soaring, and it is extremely ugly.

The old man didn't care, singing a pop song from a hundred years ago, and gradually disappeared into the layers of clouds like a pile of cotton.

Along the way, Li Yao met many people like the old man.

He had met a powerful sword cultivator. has achieved fame, but at the age of 90, he suddenly woke up. I found that what I really wanted to be was a literary cultivator and a poet.

So the sword cultivator put down his sword. Hike the snowy mountains and find inspiration in the desolate and vast snowy fields.

Occasionally, when I encounter a car bandit or a road blocker, I don't use a sword unless I have to, but try to use poetry full of warmth and love to influence the bad guys.

Over the years, everyone in the vicinity of Daxue Mountain knew that there was such a "poetry demon" with excellent swordsmanship, and people were even more afraid of him chanting poetry than the three-foot Qingfeng in his hand.

Li Yao also met a rural doctor, graduated from Tiandu Medical College, served in many cultivation sects, and was a well-known national player in the cultivation realm, best at channeling the eight veins of the Qi Sutra and treating madness.

However, after the age of one hundred and eighty, this peak cultivator of the foundation building period gave up the high-paying employment of several major hospitals and cultivation sects, and went incognito to every remote village in the federation to treat the sick of villagers in poor and remote areas.

"Thirty years ago, I once helped the sect master of a large sect to protect the Dharma and help him successfully embark on the Dan period, and later the sect master gave me a luxury villa with a sea view, plus five shops on the busiest commercial street in a big city!"

"I used to think it was the biggest consultation I ever received in my life."

In a simple brick house, the village doctor said to Li Yao with a smile while pulling sweet potatoes from the fire, "It wasn't until yesterday that I received a more precious consultation fee. ”

"What is it?" Li Yao carefully tore the skin of the sweet potato, and the heat blurred his eyes.

"I helped a little boy who had been blind for four years after being injured by fireworks to see again, and he kissed me hard, and here it is."

The country doctor pointed to his cheek and smiled brightly, naturally and serenely.

A retired old man riding a whistling eagle, a sword cultivator who wants to be a poet, and a country doctor at the peak of the foundation building period......

There are many, many more such people.

During the day, Li Yao was in a picturesque fairyland on earth, listening to all kinds of strange stories told by these people.

In his sleep at night, Li Yao did not forget to cultivate, he frantically devoured Ou Yezi's memory fragments.

Each memory fragment contains Ou Yezi's memories from ten days to a month.

And Li Yao can devour about one or two memory fragments every night.

If you devour it more, your spiritual power will be depleted, and the entire brain domain will be on fire, and the pain will be incomparable, which will not be conducive to cultivation.

After a three-month long journey, Li Yao devoured the memory of Ou Yezi as an ironsmith.

Unlike Nan Ke's dream last time, this time, the memory fragments were completely integrated into Li Yao's body, completely integrated with his original memories.

It was as if he had really served as an iron-striking handyman in the Hundred Refining Sect forty thousand years ago, and had cultivated the art of superior metal forging.

Although in the process of devouring memories every time, Li Yao would be tortured to death by one difficulty after another as Ou Yezi.

But the gains are also enormous.

All of Ou Yezi's iron-striking skills were devoured by him, and based on the "One Hundred and Eight Cloak Hammer Method", Li Yao was in the way of metal forging. Finally reached the pinnacle of Cheng dù.

Today, with the large-scale application of various technologically advanced refining magic weapons, looking at the entire Tianyuan Realm, it is impossible for a second person to be like Li Yao, who is stupid enough to learn the classical iron-striking method of 40,000 years ago.

Therefore, Li Yao can be called "the first person in the ancient method of hand-forging in the Star Federation"!

Although this imposing-sounding title doesn't have much practical value. Li Yao still felt a small sense of satisfaction in his heart.

"Today is the forging technique, tomorrow is the most brilliant alchemy technique, and when I devour all the memories of Ou Yezi's casting of divine weapons, what about Deep Sea University? One day, the title of the Refiner Holy Land will belong to the refining department of our Great Wilderness War Academy! ”

Three months later, the Union North. A small nameless mountain village.

"Moo......"

"Baa ......"

"Wow! Barking! ”

A large herd of wooden oxen and horses staggered in the threshing floor at the entrance of the village, moaning weakly.

The Wooden Ox Flowing Horse is the collective name for all agricultural metal golems.

For example, this long-haired sheep that is making a "bleating" sound is made of metal throughout, with various spars inlaid at its joints, and dozens of runes engraved around its body. Can walk autonomously, looking for dead leaves and straw.

After swallowing, all of them are broken down into plant fibers and re-entangled into wool-shaped filaments in the stomach.

This kind of filament can be used to weave cloth nets, and even directly sew clothes to wear in economically backward places, which is a very valuable metal puppet beast.

Not to mention the huge bronze ox next to it, which can not only plow the fields, but also add some simple parts during the harvest season. It can be transformed into a large harvester.

The horn-shaped blade in front of the tong guò cuts all the ears of rice and swallows them into the mouth of the cow. What came out of the back of the ass was the golden rice.

In impoverished areas, these metal puppets are the lifeblood of a family, often for several generations.

This is the case in this nameless mountain village.

The dozens of metal puppet beasts are all old-fashioned products from more than a hundred years ago, and they have long passed their service life, either missing arms and legs, or the hedron has been ripped off by thieves. Or the talisman engraved in the vital place has been mottled by the years.

"Master Li, help the eldest lady take a look. Is this iron bull still saved? This is the dowry that my grandmother brought when she got married! ”

"Master Li. Later, I'll help the uncle take a look at this big wolf dog, although it is not a living thing, but it has been with me since I was born, this is one hundred and thirty years, there are feelings! ”

The villagers with honest faces surrounded Li Yao, and there were villagers in the house on the side who were killing pigs and stewing meat for Li Yao, and the entire threshing field was full of the richest meat aroma.

In such a remote country, it is not easy to find a master who can repair magic weapons.

The simple villagers didn't know how to thank Li Yao, and one of the villagers simply slaughtered the big fat pig prepared for the New Year.

Many stunned children thought it was going to be the New Year, dragging their snot around on the threshing floor, cheering and laughing like silver bells.

"Wait a minute, wait a minute, aunts and uncles, I want to check them slowly one by one, I can't help it if it is too worn, as long as there is a glimmer of life, I will try my best to repair these wooden cattle and horses!"

Li Yao said with a smile.

After three months of training, Li Yao at this moment is completely different from when he first set off, and if a friend sees it, he will definitely be surprised.

He was half a centimeter taller than he had been a hundred days ago, and he looked a little thin, and his long days of sleeping in the open had made his skin dark, his hair unkempt and curled, and his beard unkempt, and he looked a little sloppy.

Dressed in an ordinary coarse cloth overalls, covered with dust and oil stains, he looked like the most ordinary field worker at first glance.

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