On the sixth level, Gong Liang looked at the many magic spells he had collected, not knowing which one to choose, and was in great distress.
Dongmeng Zhonggong Xiuran appeared in the library. Seeing his hesitation, he asked aloud: "Junior brother, why are you distressed?"
"Senior brother is here."
Gongliang greeted him, shook the few books he had found, and said, "I think these magic methods are very practical, so I wanted to find a way to practice them, but they all seemed good, and I couldn't figure out how to start."
"Junior brother, since you have obtained the Divine Thunder of the Beginning from the Thunder Altar, you should practice more diligently and master it as soon as possible before practicing other techniques."
When Dongmeng Zhonggong said this, he paused and advised: "Junior brother, you must be clear that the divine thunder of the beginning is the supreme law, the supreme law. This thunder is the undivided heaven and earth, when the vitality begins to sprout, Yun The first divine thunder bred is extremely powerful and unpredictable. Even we are envious if you can practice this method. If you can master it, and then master the various thunder methods given by Master Longqiuzi, you will be the best in the world. You can go and get it. You must not be half-hearted, neglect the basics and pursue the weak, and practice those methods that are of little use."
"This is what senior brother taught me."
Seeing that he was speaking solemnly, Gongliang quickly explained: "Senior brother also knows that there are thousands of acres of spiritual land in my valley. It is really beyond my ability to manage it by myself, so I want to practice some magic to help."
"absurd!"
Dongmeng Zhonggong reprimanded: "Since you are not able to do what you want, why don't you hire someone to take care of it, and why do you need to do it yourself? The valley is so big, you want to cultivate it by yourself, how much time will you have for practice? Junior Brother , Master has high hopes for you, but don’t let down his hard work."
"How dare you, Gongliang? I'm just afraid that when outsiders come in, there will be too many eyes and troubles."
"In that case, why not recruit people from your wilderness tribe to help manage it? First of all, you desert people are simple and honest, and you will definitely not cause trouble; moreover, they are also from your wilderness tribe, so they are easy to manage. It's just that those desert people are used for It's okay to do some physical work, but if you want them to help take care of the valley, I'm afraid they're not strong enough."
Dongmeng Zhonggong thought for a while and then said: "You don't need to worry about this. I'll find a few experienced people to help. You just need to practice hard."
"Then it's Senior Brother Lao."
He has already said this, what else can Gongliang say, he can only express his thanks respectfully.
Dongmeng Zhonggong chatted with Gongliang for a few more words and then left the library.
Gong Liang holds many magic arts, whether he practices them or not. But Dongmeng Zhonggong is indeed right. The most important thing now is to practice Taichu Divine Thunder. After all, a person's energy is limited. If he is distracted and practices other , I'm afraid it's too much.
After thinking about it, he put down many of his exercises and left with melancholy.
When I walked out of the library, I saw a group of people standing outside.
These people were walking forward with strange eyes and twitching hands, feet and skin. Some of them fell to the ground, twitching non-stop as if they were having an epilepsy.
Gongliang was very surprised, he didn’t even know what these guys were doing?
When the Yujingfeng disciples saw him coming out, they all whispered to each other. Within a moment, the news that he was Mi Gu's father was known to people outside the library.
When Mi Gu saw Daddy coming out, he flew over, hugged Daddy's neck and rubbed Daddy's face.
After a while, the little guy proudly waved his nine-colored tail, flapped his wings and said, "Daddy, I'm telling you..."
The little guy excitedly told what had just happened, and pointed at Ji Gua and others who were standing motionless in front of the library, looking very painful, and said: "Daddy, that's them. They want to catch me, and I spit out their water."
water."
Naturally, Gongliang would not sympathize with the people who wanted to catch little guys to please women. He glanced at them and said calmly: "You can forgive the sins committed by God, but you will not be able to live if you do your own sins."
After saying that, he took Mi Gu, Yuan Gungun and the others away, making everyone in Yujing Peak look at each other.
It is impossible to practice cultivation, and all the spiritual fields and spiritual lands in the valley have been planted.
With nothing to do, Gongliang only went to the Yujingfeng Library to read books. He also planted a few fields on the edge of Lingquan and planted a few rows of spiritual vegetables. His life was quite comfortable.
Dongmeng Zhonggong promised to help Gongliang recruit some people to farm the fields, which was quickly implemented. As the master of a peak, he actually did not need to do it himself. He only asked his disciples to post the news of recruiting people to farm the fields on the sect mission board, and
I asked Chu Shaosun, the master of the Fifth Junior Brother Hemingjunji, for a few spiritual planters, and gathered a bunch of manpower.
In fact, there are spiritual planters in Yujing Peak, but they are all old people who are good at cultivating spiritual medicine. It would be a pity to give them to Gongliang.
But after all, he was his junior brother. In the end, he still reluctantly gave up his love and gave him a veteran who managed the medicine field. After all, Gongliang also wanted to grow elixirs.
After gathering the manpower, Dongmeng Zhonggong personally led them to Xiawo Valley.
"Junior brother, what do you think of these people?"
In the open space outside the tall city wall, Dongmeng Zhonggong pointed at the group of deserters he had brought and asked.
Gong Liang looked at the burly and sturdy Huangren, and he couldn't say anything bad. It's enough to take these people out to the battlefield to kill enemies, let alone farming. He nodded with satisfaction and said: "It's really good, thank you for your trouble, senior brother."
Seeing that he was satisfied, Dongmeng Zhonggong pointed to an old man next to the three spiritual planters he brought and said: "This is Mr. Ji. It is said that he has some connection with the former owner of the valley, Mr. Ji, and he is considered to be of the same sect, so
Hearing that I wanted to invite someone to take care of the spiritual fields, I took the initiative to follow him. Mr. Ji has been cultivating the spiritual fields for hundreds of years and has rich experience. He is the best among them. You can't wait for him."
"How dare."
Gong Liang hurriedly stepped forward and bowed and said: "Young man, when you meet Mr. Ji, it's like you're back at home when you arrive in the valley. Please don't be polite to me in the future."
Mr. Ji chuckled and said, "Now that I'm at my master's house, my own house, how can I be so polite? But I'm not here just because I'm from the same clan. I heard that you have all kinds of equipment for planting rice, but
You can plow the soil, harvest, and grind rice. You can get twice the result with half the effort without consuming spiritual energy. Is this true?"
"This is true."
Gongliang took out the rice transplanter, tiller, harvester and rice mill, pointed at the machines and explained them one by one: "These are the rice transplanter, tiller, harvester and rice mill. I came from the wilderness and passed by
Dayu State asked local Momen to make it."
Ji Lao has been cultivating rice all his life. When he saw such a novel thing, he couldn't help but step forward to take a look.
The other two spiritual planters also followed suit.
While watching, Mr. Ji asked how to operate.
After a while, Mr. Ji stroked his gray beard and said: "This thing looks simple, but it really saves trouble. If the master can promote it throughout the world and benefit all living beings, it will be a great success."
"Old Ji was joking. Everyone in the sect has the ability, so there is no need to work hard to plant rice, till the soil, harvest and mill rice. If we can sell it with ordinary goods, considering the price of making these fine objects, how can it be beyond the reach of ordinary people?
affordable?"
Mr. Ji shook his head and said: "My master doesn't know something. We spiritual planters really don't need this thing, but people who are not spiritual planters and don't have martial arts will need it. The biggest advantage of this thing is that it doesn't require any real effort."
Qi Ling Stone saves manpower. If it is promoted to the world, ordinary people will not be able to buy it, but the royal family, nobles and wealthy people will definitely rush to buy it, so why worry about not being able to sell it?"
Gong Liang was moved by what he said and couldn't help but ask: "Is this really feasible?"
"Of course. Otherwise, why would I bother talking to you so much?"
Mr. Ji nodded and said: "If the owner is willing to sell this item, I can help take care of it, but I have to make a few more and let people try it."
"I asked someone from the Mo clan to build this thing in the Dayu Kingdom. Where can I find someone to make it here?" Gong Liang said with a bitter smile.
"Little old man, I think this thing is not complicated. It shouldn't be difficult to find some weapon refiners to refine it."
Seeing Gong Liang's distress, Dongmeng Zhonggong laughed and said: "Junior brother is confused, your senior brother Gongxi has many skilled weapon refiners in the Yanhuo Cave. You can bring him over and let him have a look. Why worry about not being able to make it? Then.
Let alone a few units, it is estimated that tens of millions of units are just a common occurrence."
Only then did Gong Liang remember this and quickly wrote it down, planning to find his senior brother for help another day.
After he finished discussing with Mr. Ji, Dongmeng Zhonggong pointed to an old man among the spiritual planters and introduced: "This is Duke Chengyuan, who is good at growing spiritual fruits. You can leave the spiritual fruits in your valley to him.
"
"Young man, I have met Mr. Chengyuan." Gongliang greeted.
"My master, there is no need to be polite." Duke Chengyuan replied quickly.