Now that the scope of the formation has been demarcated, Yang Zhao dug the first shovel of soil, the entire "soil report" ceremony was completed, and more than 2,000 little bean people on the entire mountain began to demolish all the buildings that had passed through the formation.

Here, Yang Zhao returned to the temple with the shovel of soil.

She divided the soil into two parts, one for Shen Ruoyu.

The other was given to the box that was placed in the ginkgo fruit, the Lord of Heaven.

At this time, a small figure had appeared on the lid of the once ordinary box.

The figure had a full mouth, ears, nose, and two short horns on its head.

Next to the portrait, there are also two otherworldly characters written one by one.

Yang Zhao returned to his house with a small box full of soil and ginkgo biloba, took off the road sign hanging around his neck and put it on the box, pinching and reciting a mantra.

"Heaven and earth are endless, and the universe is reversed."

The whole box disappeared, Yang Zhao picked up the upside-down row, put it behind the phone, and notified the country to be rich and the people strong.

On the other side, on Xiaoyang Mountain in Liuxian Village.

A group of heavily armed men were waiting outside a large enclosed room.

This place is closed. It is a large box set, and the small box has a total of three layers.

The innermost layer is a closed room, and the middle floor is a buffer room, and the air and water sources on these two floors are independent circulation systems and are not connected to the outside world.

Only the outermost level is another form of buffer room.

In order to cope with this special situation, the engineering team worked overtime to set another layer outside, and a four-layer nesting doll was formed here.

The innermost closed room is completely sealed, and the inside is fully mechanized, not even a mosquito can fly in, and everyone can only observe the scene inside through a large transparent glass.

"It's almost time."

"It's about three minutes away."

The men guarding by the windows were wearing three or four layers of protective clothing and gas masks, and they were tightly covered from head to toe, not even a single hair was exposed.

When the time came, the group watched as a small box appeared out of thin air on the floor of the closed room.

Then, the machinery in the enclosed room moved as if it were alive.

The mechanical arm suspended the small box in the air, first rinsed it with alcohol, then irradiated a series of disinfection such as ultraviolet light, and then sprayed it with a mist sprayed by the epidemic prevention method device of the cultivation realm.

The mechanical arm twists up and down, left and right, and strives to disinfect the edges and corners of the box.

After the sterilization is complete, the robotic arm places the small box on the conveyor belt, which takes the small box out of the closed room.

"Here, let's check the protective clothing on our bodies again, and get out as soon as there is a problem."

Even if they had done this many times, they didn't dare to slack off, and they began to check each other.

It's no wonder that everyone is on the verge of a great enemy, even if the outside of the box is disinfected thoroughly. The soil in the box has indeed not been sterilized, who knows what healing fungi and bacteria are unique to the cultivation realm in it, maybe there are other small seeds of fine microorganisms in this soil.

Within a minute, I heard a click, and the wooden box appeared on the window of the buffer room on the first floor.

"Let's go."

At the sound of an order, these people began to act.

They cautiously picked up the box and placed it close to a small vacuum glove box.

The glove box contained a small half-pot of dirt dug from under a large ginkgo tree.

They put on the gloves of the glove box on the outside, opened the small box through the glass, put the soil of the cultivation realm in the inner box into a small basin, mixed it with the soil inside, and poured water to make a mud embryo.

Stuff the fallen ginkgo fruit into the innermost part of the mud embryo, and then put the mud embryo into a large plastic box that has been prepared for a long time.

The spiritual pressure of Chixian Shenzhou is too great, and the mud made of the mud mixed by the two realms can not only protect the ginkgo fruit to the greatest extent, but also help Fu Yao, who lives in the ginkgo fruit, adapt to Uncle Gongsun Chan as soon as possible, after all, the statue of Fu Yao is carved from the branches of Uncle Gongsun Zhan.

From today until the last day, the contents of this glove box will not be taken out.

As soon as the clay embryo was finished, another heavily armed man sat down at the workbench on one side of the glove box.

In addition to a ginkgo tree trunk half a meter long and 20 centimeters in diameter, there are various types of chisels, axes and other tools used by carpenters.

The carpenter looked closely at the figures and words on the wooden box in the glove box, took a pen and began to draw on the trunk of the ginkgo tree.

He was a little confused when he was found a few days ago.

Although a lot of various documents were signed, there were also people who popularized a lot of things with him.

But he just couldn't straighten out the logic in this matter, all kinds of information were fragmentary, and there was no way to put it in his mind. Form a complete logical chain.

For example, for the sake of his own reputation, and for the other party's salary ten times higher than the market, the carpenter had long reminded the other party that the ginkgo tree was not suitable for wood carving because of its relatively small density.

For this, he also listed a whole bunch of evidence.

But the other party didn't listen, he had to use it, he didn't use logic, he didn't look at the evidence, he smiled on his face, in fact, he didn't listen to him in the "Xiangmu" link.

To this day, he is still confused.

But no matter how confused his head is, he won't delay the work in his hands.

For the rest of the day, he would eat, drink, and spend time in this transitional chamber until the entire statue was made.

The country is rich and the people are still making statues in full swing, but Yang Zhao is in trouble.

To put it simply, it is not possible to recruit enough skilled workers.

Originally, according to Yang Zhao's idea, in order to make the construction period faster, she paid money to hire a monk with cultivation to come over for construction.

For example, digging soil and digging stones, these labor-intensive and labor-intensive tasks are best handed over to cultivators.

They can spell, and one person can not say the workload of twenty or thirty mortals.

Although the silver asks for a little more, it saves a lot of time.

However, due to the fierce beast rebellion in the Windswept Realm, many cultivators were hired by the yamen and caravans of various towns.

And for them, working the construction site is a big loss of face.

This is not the same in nature as the work of arranging formations in the dirt and mud.

This led to Yang Zhao simply recruiting enough skilled workers.

Even if she recruited labor from nearby villages, there would still be insufficient manpower.

The largest amount of work is actually a large mountain protection array, these formation lines are stacked on Xiaonan Mountain layer by layer, and a three-meter deep ditch will be dug almost two or three meters.

Without the help of large engineering equipment, these mortals would not have used magic tools, and these workers had to rely on manual labor to dig.

Looking at the slow progress of the project, Yang Zhao felt that he could not sit still.

(End of chapter)