The necessary conditions and principles required for washing stones by waterwheel are actually very simple.

It's not a high-energy spell, and the spiritual power contained in the hanging waterfall of Sorrow Peak is not more than other peaks.

Use the [Fixing Talisman] to preserve the spiritual power in the broken spirit stone completely, and it will not be consumed when it is washed by external forces;

The operation of the waterwheel creates an intermittent flow of water, simulating the formation process of spirit stones in the underground spirit veins.

Q: Why don't you just throw the whole bag of crushed spirit stones at the bottom of the waterfall and rush straight down?

Answer: The potential energy is too large, too much.

If the waterfall rushes straight ahead, the water flow is too large and the momentum is too strong, the effect of the [Fixing Talisman] will be affected and the effect will be weakened, resulting in the destruction of the original spiritual power in the broken spirit stone.

Li Changan combined what he had learned in the two lives, and integrated pseudoscience with true immortal cultivation, and he could succeed in one try.

I have to say that I am really a natural refiner!

A little self-affirmation, and next, it depends on whether this Ferris wheel-like big waterwheel can open the door of Ziyang Laojun's heart.

As a result, Lu Wuxiang, an honest Taoist who has always been obsessed with Dan Dao and rarely takes the initiative to move around with others, has become a frequent visitor to Tiangong Peak [Wanwutang] for the first time.

"Yo, Uncle Lu, you're here!"

In the busy and well-organized Internal Affairs Hall of Wanwutang, a middle-aged deacon who looked very shrewd immediately greeted Lu Laodao as soon as he saw Lu Laodao drifting into the hall.

It's not that this uncle has any big business to take care of him, it's all because of this uncle's behavior recently, it's really some... Weird.

Lu Laodao shook off the dust, nodded, and like a professional who was doing business on the street, he skillfully took out a bag of bulging things from his sleeve pocket and handed it over.

The middle-aged deacon took the bag, and without saying a word, he went to his 'workbench' and poured all the broken spirit stones into a tripod about three feet square and one foot high.

"There is no secondary quality, all are medium quality. Can it be converted into sixteen, or is it still the same?" asked the middle-aged deacon.

Lu Laodao showed his signature genuine and tasteless smile, giving people a sense of unimportant and dispensable gentleness.

"There is labor. ”

"Uncle Shi, don't say that, wait a minute, I'll change it for you. ”

The middle-aged deacon raised his hand and waved, and the spirit stone grains in the ding disappeared in the blink of an eye. Then he summoned a little boy and gave him a command, and the boy was commanded to go into the hall.

Taking advantage of this gap, the middle-aged deacon thought for a moment, showed a very professional smile, and said, "Uncle Lu, have you heard?"

The first few times I came, the other deacons who entertained Lu Laodao asked most of them: 'Your spirit stone is quite pure, I don't know why Uncle Shi broke it into small grains, is it for any special purpose?'

"Uncle Shi, this spirit stone grain was obtained from the town outside the mountain, and the size is quite different from that in the mountain, what does it mean?"

Regardless of whether he was curious for a while, or if he really had the heart to inquire about something, in short, Lu Laodao listened to his big apprentice, [I didn't know what to ask, laughed and laughed haha].

However, what the deacon asked made Lu Laodao a little confused, so he shook his head blankly and responded, "What did you hear?"

"It's fighting again in the north!

Uncle Lu still doesn't know?! That nephew has to talk to you a few more words..."

The middle-aged deacon smiled slightly, and this gushed out the latest and hottest events.

I have to say that this middle-aged deacon has a lot of 100 million sets, and he asked some clues in three or two clicks.

Lu Laodao unconsciously said that his spirit stone grain was not of any special use, and the reason why it was in this shape was that he broke it himself.

On the way back to the Sorrowful Peak in Lu Laodao, he suddenly realized that he seemed to have missed something, and the fairy clouds trembled under his feet.

"Chang'an, Chang'an, alas..."

As soon as he landed, Lu Laodao hurriedly called a few times.

At this time, Li Changan had just finished his morning class, and dragged his younger brother and sister to fly back to the Sorrowful Peak.

"Master. ”

After the three apprentices landed, they all praised in unison.

Lu Laodao nodded in response, and then looked ashamed at his big apprentice with a small idea, and said worriedly: "I was careless and was tricked." ”

The word routine, Lao Tao remembers it clearly. When Li Changan heard this, instead of being displeased, he smiled.

"Master, it's okay, what did you say?"

Lu Laodao saw that there was indeed no trace of displeasure on his apprentice's face, and his worries were slightly lowered.

I roughly went through the conversation when the middle-aged deacon was playing tricks on himself.

To sum up, the means are not very clever.

It's nothing more than a few tentative words interspersed with 'why the spirit stone is so broken' when gossiping.

Master is tricked, this is a matter of time.

The length of perseverance this time has already impressed Li Changan with his master.

This is all in his estimation, and besides, he originally used the [Bagua Dafa].

The more mysterious Lu Laodao became, the higher the probability of a deacon in Wanwutang chatting about this matter in a boring job.

If you talk too much, this matter will naturally spread.

First, it is possible to arouse the interest of those who are secretly concerned about the Sorrowful Peak;

Second, this 'strange thing' will definitely be passed on by word of mouth to the Ziyang Palace of Danxia Peak.

There is more or less movement between the peaks of Wuji Immortal Mountain, but there is only the Hall of All Things, which is the place where the heads of each peak must go every month.

Receiving the moon smelters, exchanging spirit stones, exchanging pills, or buying alchemy, refining tools, refining array plates, and so on.

To use a not very appropriate analogy, Wanwutang is equivalent to the supermarket with the largest flow of people in Wuji Xianshan.

Li Changan wanted to attract the attention of Ziyang Laojun, but he couldn't go directly to Danxia Peak and loudly announced that he had just built a big water wheel that could wash spirit stones.

If you take the initiative to donate the treasure and don't say that you don't drop the price, it will seem a little flattering.

Wang Po sells melons and the perspective of passers-by, the effect presented is completely different.

He has already set his future career plan, and by the way, he has also preliminarily formulated his own personality and characteristics.

Sensible, quiet, mediocre, and quite talented in refining, it can be said that these characteristics are characterless.

This is consistent with Li Changan's own attributes, and the degree is as high as 30%.

There is no difficulty in acting in true colors.

Although the master was tricked this time, he didn't reveal much, and there was still follow-up progress. There's no hurry, what he has is patience anyway.

The big guy's legs, as long as he dares to stretch them out, he dares to hug them.

However, the gossip between the deacon and the master attracted the attention of the three ignorant disciples of Lu Laodao.

"Master," Ah Zi asked with a little horror on her little face, blinking her beautiful crescent moon eyes, "Is there really a ghost clan?

The four masters and apprentices had already entered the bamboo house at this time, Lu Laodao whiskered with his beard, sat on the bamboo chair and shook his head: "The ghost clan is an ancient clan that has existed in the world since ancient times.

Speaking of the ghost clan, I have to mention that in ancient times, the Immortal Court descended nine Nine True Saint Monarchs to lead our human race on the path of cultivation......"

Lu Laodao digressed every day, and as he talked, he talked about the long past before the eternity.

The three little apprentices each brought bamboo stools and sat quietly to listen to the master's story.

None of them were knowledgeable.

Ah Zi is ignorant of a grass spirit, and he has been condensing for a hundred years, but he has never been out of Qingquan Mountain;

Not to mention Gongsun Tuo, who was born in the prosperous south of the Yangtze River in the Dasheng Dynasty, and played small poems, books and rituals, where would he know about these demons and monsters.

If it weren't for the accident at home, he would still be the eldest young master of the richest family in a wealthy family.

Although Li Changan said that he had practiced some small techniques since he was a child, he had not heard Master Zheng'er talk about these things.

He didn't really know much about the world he was in. only vaguely knew that it was not the world he was familiar with.

After 'escaping' from the demon realm of the big tree demon, he flew all the way for seven days and seven nights before returning to Wuji Immortal Mountain.

And what I saw along the way, according to Master, is just a corner of the Antarctic continent and the South China Sea.

According to the leopard's head, it originally lived in [Burning Spine Valley]. To run from one end of the valley to the other, you have to run for more than a month.

The leopard's eight-meter-long legs with strong tendons show how vast the 'valley' it calls is.

Not to mention the distance, it is the Wuji Immortal Mountain, the two peaks that are the farthest apart, and the master has to fly for most of the day in the clouds.

At this scale, it is only the middle of the many Daomen Immortal Sects.

In addition to the large, the variety of species is also very amazing.

The human race, the demon race, the spirit race, the fierce beast, the shark race, the dragon race, the phoenix race, and the sand dune tribe are all still within the acceptable range.

What is beyond the perception and unable to accept is that the corpses and ghosts that sound very unreal but definitely exist and live in the far north.

This is still two big families. People, no, it should be said that there are many members. The two clans are very united, and their fighting power is still very strong. Tens of thousands of years ago, he grabbed territory with the dragons of the Northern Rakshasa Sea, just over many times.

No, in the previous month, there was another fight in the north.

The corpse and ghost clans formed a group to fight the dragon again.

Li Changan couldn't help but make up the picture in his brain.

A group of dead people with rotten bones and translucent ghost bodies, holding swords and axes, riding skeleton horses, fought with the majestic dragon.

This style of painting... Suddenly a little sympathetic to the 'weak, ragged, shabby' combination of these two dragons.

Thinking that this world is so unpeaceful, and there are so many chaotic creatures (and non-living things) fighting for territory with the human race, Li Changan felt that his scalp was tingling.

It's really wrong to blame Master!

It turned out that Master used to say that there were demons and monsters running rampant outside, and he really didn't scare him.

"This silk (corpse) clan is no different in appearance from the human race;

But it has no soul and no soul, only spirit, which is no different from the ghost race. The difference is that the Oni only have spirits and no entities.

After he dies in battle, as long as there is still a wisp of ghosts left, he can perform the method of recovering spirits in the holy land of the ghost clan, the Styx, the hidden capital.

The body of the corpse clan is said to be neither rotten nor indestructible, even if it is subjected to the method of five thunders and bombarded into flying ashes, it only needs to collect the flying ashes and place them in the corpse mountain of the corpse clan, and the corpses can be raised for a hundred years, and they can be resurrected.

These two races are really strange, one has an indestructible spirit, and the other has an indestructible body.

This time, coinciding with the hatching of a new batch of dragon eggs of the Rakshasa Sea Dragon Clan, the corpse and ghost clans took advantage of this millennium opportunity to carry out a sneak attack.

Alas, if the war is stalemate, it is always the dragons who suffer.

No, the Rakshasa Sea Dragon Clan was forced to send a request for assistance to the Northern Sword Sect monks. ”

The old Taoist told the middle-aged deacon what he said. Although the accent is still inside, this mouth is much smoother.

Li Changan: .........

It's really, so subversive!

Dare to love, this time in the northern war, the one who fell behind was actually the majestic Longlong?!

Is the Dead Ghost Combo so strong?

Gongsun Tuo on the side couldn't figure it out, so he twisted his eyebrows and asked, "But, Master, when the three of them are at war, what do they have to do with our human race?"

The disciple once saw in the book that the ancient dragon clan and the three fierce beasts competed, and our human race suffered the most casualties because of this.

Why did the Dragons ask for help from the Sword Sect monks, and why did my Terran monks help them?"

Lu Laodao sighed and said, "Actually, in ancient times, except for the spirit race that had no quarrel with the world, there was no race that had never slaughtered the human race.

The Holy Monarch of the Immortal Court came into the world, preached and taught, and led the human race out of the danger of being wiped out.

After that, the nine holy monarchs returned to the Immortal Court and left a final warning before leaving, warning the Terran monks not to obtain the way of heaven and do things to destroy foreign races. ”

It is not feasible to destroy the aliens.

Li Changan touched it carefully, and tasted the meaning.

Not to be destroyed does not mean that you can't kill, just don't kill too much.

Lao Dao again talked about the previous wars, how the Terran monks scrupulously abided by their warnings and repaid their grievances with virtue, and how the Terran worked hard and thrived under the protection of Heaven.

also mentioned the battle of [Helping Demons and Eliminating Demons] that Li Changan had heard.

The Demon Emperor's Court was captured by the Demon Clan, and the Demon Emperor was defeated by the Demon Clan's powerful [Tan Demon], so he asked the Human Race for help in desperation. Regardless of their past suspicions, the Terran monks united their efforts and helped each other.

The Immortal Master of Wuji Immortal Mountain, the Heavenly Ancestor, and another unknown power, laid down a large array and immortal thunder. Suppress the Tan Demon and his hundreds of millions of demon armies in the [Wasteland] at the bottom of the Hopeless Sea.

"In that battle, the Terran monks suffered heavy casualties, and our Wuji Immortal Mountain also became famous all over the world because of this battle.

For a few years, the monks all over the world respected Wuji Immortal Mountain as the first sect immortal sect in the world.

It's a pity that the good times didn't last long.

Tens of thousands of years ago, the Hopeless Sea Great Array showed signs of being broken through after being frantically charged by the remnants of the demon race.

The Terran monks fought again, and this time, my Wuji Immortal Mountain lost twelve golden immortals.

In desperation, we mourned the ancestor of the first line of the peak, and took his own primordial god as a sacrifice, and laid down the forbidden technique [Purgatory Array], and the Fang Array was banned again.

However, the power has fallen, and the hearts of the people are cold.

Since that battle, the talents of Wuji Immortal Mountain have withered and collapsed.

The ancestor sacrificed the original god, made a great oath, and took the evil consequences of using forbidden arts.

We are grieving that the peak is in one line, and one teacher and one apprentice are inherited, and we have borne such evil consequences. ”

At this point, Lu Laodao showed a rare desolate look on his face, and took a deep breath, as if he wanted to bury all those dusty past and bloody years in his heart.

Slightly heavy and helpless, he smiled bitterly: "Father Silk is really old, why can't he help but talk a lot when he talks about this."

Scold... It's all the old yellow calendar, how many people still remember the monks today?

Don't mention it, don't mention it..."