Chapter 7: Practice? It can't be repaired at all!
"Sure enough, we're a coolie factory, and those vendors make a lot of money?"
Leek Rong is not surprised, the general primitive business is like this.
Running a game, a small workshop starts, and maybe it will develop later, that is, it will open a branch outside, and the shops will be self-operated, and there will be no middlemen to make the difference.
Only when the shop is opened, can the network of the powerful monk be established!
The customers who come to shop are the resources, what the Holy Son, the Holy Maiden, don't bully the poor young and retired young man...
Squeeze them hard, in order to become bigger and stronger, and chain stores are opened all over the world!
Leek Cairong asked again: "My lord, can the blacksmiths in our village practice?" After all, if there is another foreign attack, how can we defend the villa? ”
"Everything in the world can be cultivated."
Ning Zheng didn't think about it, "However, the resources of Immortal Dao cultivation are unimaginably huge, and it is not something you can go to death." ”
"Why?" Leek Rong Road.
"Cultivating immortals first cultivates the heart, and ordinary children have to go to private schools, and begin to read poetry and books at an early age, have a conscience, have heavenly principles, and become a bachelor of Confucianism and Taoism, and then have the opportunity to step into the threshold."
"Cultivating immortals must have spiritual roots, and the main ones are divided into five categories: gold, wood, water, fire, and earth."
"You have to choose the spiritual root that suits you."
When Leek Cairong heard this, he was finally a little confused: "Ah this, Linggen still needs to be chosen?" ”
"If you don't choose the spiritual root, can you still be born with it?"
Ning Zheng was speechless,
"The world and Kyushu are all flower names, our continent is Xinyi Zhou, rich in Xinyi, the sea of flowers everywhere, beautiful, most of the monks in this state can only choose Xinyi grass as the spiritual root... And that's a local characteristic. ”
He paused,
"Each kind of spiritual root corresponds to a kind of [natural supernatural power], which takes root on the top of the head, gathers three flowers at the top, and opens three windows to sense the aura of heaven and earth.... In short, the truth is very big. ”
Ning Zheng recalled the groping experience of his previous practice.
It was also his "luck" that he got an introductory book on cultivation and learned some common sense of cultivation.
"It's against the sky, this worldview..."Leek Rong listened with a turbulent heart.
Becoming a scholar first is a bit like the concept of ancient Taoism, meditating, reading and cultivating the mind.
This spiritual root of yours seems to be a little special...
It won't be the literal top three flowers, the spiritual root of heaven and earth, right?
"Dare to ask, what is Kyushu in the world..."Leek Rong was curious.
Ning Zheng said: "Jasmine, starry sky, pansy, begonia, Xinyi, rose, holy rice, cardamom, the other side." ”
Leek Rong smiled, with an ambitious and heroic appearance, and said with flying eyebrows:
"Honestly! Our group of homeless people, with a peculiar identity, is a special undead race, and it is too condescending to be a blacksmith in our mountain villa. ”
"Our name is the Fourth Calamity, we are brave and good at fighting, brave and not afraid of death, so why forge weapons? We are willing to worship the owner of the sword casting village as our father-in-law and help fight a great country! Blow up the world's sects! ”
Although not sure why this game is so realistic.
But in his eyes, this business simulation game should only be the size of a mountain map.
I said that we want to go out to fight the world for the villa, go out of the map boundary, change the genre of the business simulation game, and turn it into a huge sand table battle upgrade game, how do you deal with it?
The AI is dead!
When Ning Zheng heard this, he didn't understand what was going on with the Fourth Natural Disaster, so he asked Xiao Ai secretly.
After Xiao Ai explained, this is the Internet vocabulary that appeared in the past few years after the development of the Internet after he crossed over.
Presumably, it means that the player can respawn at the respawn point and kill enemies with the number of people.
He looked strange on the spot, "You kid is shallow-eyed, what kind of special race, it's just an ordinary homeless person with a bit of rotten street ability." ”
"In the circle of monks, the creation of spirits and treachery is slavery, and the undead corps are not so unusual, even everywhere, and they will only be more useful."
"And the monk himself, the ability to immortalize is even better, just like the old man, I have only cultivated to the introductory and shallow realm of cultivation, the first body of the five-body realm."
After that, Ning Zheng chopped off his head with a sword, and then connected the head again, "This is not dead, it is not unusual." ”
Leek Rong: "......"
I'm Nima!
Leek Rong's eyes were about to pop out on the spot!
This old man is in charge of things, and he cut off his dog's head on the spot?
You tell me that this is the first small realm to get started? The five-body realm, wouldn't it be literal, the first body was cultivated into the head, so the head is so fierce?
Ning Zheng smiled in his heart, this little expression with wide-eyed beads was really interesting.
This is the era of personal bravery, a strong man pushes the world, stunning the eternal, what is the use of more numbers?
Ning Zheng has a gentle personality, and he hasn't chatted with normal people for a long time, so he is happy to chat, and points to the sky again, "Do you see those stars?" ”
Leek Rong nodded.
This world is really strange, the stars are bright during the day, and the stars are dotted, and they are strangely beautiful.
Ning Zheng said: "That's a pair of eyes, it is the largest sect in Kyushu today, Jiusui, that is, the current imperial court, supervising the states and counties under its own management!" ”
"What?" Leek Rong was shocked.
Ning Zheng also smiled secretly in his heart when he saw that he was surprised, and inexplicably felt quite face-saving.
This is what Ning Zheng occasionally heard from the words of the demon, and in fact, he didn't know much.
At that time, Ning Zheng was also shocked.
It's so far on the ground, it's flashing wildly, how big an eye is there?
How big do those truly powerful monks have to be?
Ning Zheng is also thinking about this question every day.
Two speculations also appeared in his mind.
1. Maybe their size is really so big, they carry the sky and the earth, they are really looking at the world with their eyes, and mortals are the size of ants on the ground, grazing in spring and autumn.
2. Maybe they are not so big, so they take off their eyeballs and hang them in the sky to watch.
Either way, the powerhouses of this world can't imagine it.
Leek Rong muttered: "A pair of stars are courtiers, so aren't the moon and the sun?" ”
Ning Zheng nodded, "It is the current saint who founded the Jiusui Dynasty." ”
Leek Cairong was silent all of a sudden, his ambition was gone in an instant, and his whole person was numb:
"Hehe, we're a bunch of trash fish! The Fourth Disaster or something.... Then let's be little blacksmiths, stupid kryptonite sows. ”
Leek Rong was shocked in his heart, and ripples continued to ripple in his heart.
This old steward is so kind and gentle, so easy to speak, and you can see that he is really good to them!
However, this is obviously a closed small mountain villa management game, and the vast world view outside is outrageous?! Gods and demons are everywhere.
This is a living, extraordinary world, they don't have any preferential treatment, and they don't have the golden finger of fighting monsters and upgrading and experience in online games.
The little blacksmiths practice honestly, but they are afraid that it will take a few years to break through a realm at every turn.
But in reality, who can play a game for years and decades?
Besides, it is only a small realm that has been broken through.
People are here to play games, not to meditate cross-legged!
Do you let a person go to prison like this for half a year and give it a try?
Quitting Internet addiction directly.
According to the current intelligence, compared to boring cultivation for dozens or hundreds of years to become a great monk or something, it is still fun to strike iron, farm the land, and research and manufacture magic weapons.
It is precisely because of this that Leek Rong thinks that this real worldview is quite interesting.
Not so long Aotian, no gold finger to smash his face, the same treatment as the natives, and a real hardcore.
"I understand, I don't dare to hope for cultivation, I am the man who wants to become the blacksmith king!!"
Leek Rong's face was resolute, and his nails were pinched into the flesh.
Although Ning Zheng didn't know why he was pinching the flesh with his fingers and looking upright, he still nodded with relief, and his son could be taught, and finally dispelled his heart.