A Million Possible

Winter nights are always longer, but for those villagers who are accustomed to getting up early, even if they slept late last night, they still get up the next day when the sky is not clear.

Then it was the usual busyness, and the dark mountain village suddenly became alive.

The meat that Cheng Lin brought back filled the gap in winter tribute.

Therefore, people in the village no longer need to pick up hunting knives and go hunting in the snow-covered mountains. They only need to rely on the food they save to survive this winter.

This kind of life is extremely boring, but for the villagers, it is a rare rest time of the year, and it will not bother you.

What's more, now they have a common entertainment, that is, listening to Ezreal's story about Xiuxian.

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"Generally speaking, if a cultivator in the refining stage wants to be promoted to the Foundation Building Realm, he needs to swallow a pill called'Foundation Building Pill.' Successful promotion can be regarded as a true step into the ranks of the cultivator. This is the Foundation Building. The raw materials of the pill are extremely difficult to find, and the refining method is quite cumbersome, so only the Big Sect can be produced, and the quantity is very small...that's why there is this ascension conference..."

In a dilapidated small courtyard near the edge of the mountain village.

Almost all the people in the village were sitting on their own benches, like pupils in class, their eyes widened and listening to Cheng Lin telling stories in front.

After what happened last night, Cheng Lin gradually let go, sitting on the top of the room and talking, his tone was not swift, and he adjusted according to the story in his mind.

"Sweet potato" is expertly entrenched between his legs, sleeping with his eyes squinted.

Lai sat next to him, holding hot water, and handing it to Cheng Linrun from time to time.

This talk is one morning.

"Okay, let's stop here first, and then continue at night."

It was about noon.

Cheng Lin waved his hand, and a group of villagers left unconsciously, discussing the plot as they walked, the style of painting was quite strange.

After taking a sip of hot water and moisturizing his throat, Cheng Lin squinted his eyes and looked at Udon City in the distance.

Last night, he released Mental Energy to sweep Udon City, and saw many dragon servants and a few giant dragons.

As for which Long Jue was, he was not quite clear, as a whole, there was no discrepancy with Lai's narrative.

The so-called urban civilization level is not much higher, only equivalent to an enlarged version of the village.

Probably because of the low status of the dragon servants, in the so-called Udon city, except for the dragon’s residence, which has a gorgeous appearance, the rest of the residences belonging to the dragon servants are generally low and ugly, and there is also a lack of entertainment places for the dragon servants. Strict grade gap.

At the very least, the conclusion drawn from his brief observation is this.

This made Cheng Lin suddenly lose interest in exploring the city.

He simply stopped thinking about it, but lived in the village.

Tell stories to the villagers and entertain others.

After telling the story, proceed to own cultivation.

Yes, after many attempts, Cheng Lin found that although he could not absorb the Spiritual Qi in the deduction world, he could use the minerals he hid in the spiritual world to practice.

"It is probably because the objects in the spirit world and I are foreign objects in the judgment of the program."

This allowed Cheng Lin to catch a bug, and theoretically he could greatly "save" cultivation time in this way.

More precisely, it is part of the extra time out of thin air.

"But there are also many restrictions here. The biggest problem is that the amount of spiritual ore I have stored can't support my practice for long...Once I have consumed it, forcibly staying in the deduction is meaningless.

Well, it's not completely meaningless, you can also use this time to hone your skills.

But this can be done in peaceful deductions. For example, when I was on the fairy island without a trace, I had several months.

But in most deductions, the world will usher in drastic changes, such as catastrophes. Under such a background, it is not suitable.

Of course, it seems that the task can be forced to slow down.

For example, it is not executed after the release, but this seems to be limited by the time of the mission. "

As early as the third deduction.

Cheng Lin has already discovered that the program can set a time limit for the completion of some tasks.

Another more perceptual factor is that he can't bear to stay in the game for a long time, and that time without a trace Xiandao almost drove him crazy.

In addition, Cheng Lin has another discovery.

He tried to bring "Xiri" out of the spirit world, but failed.

"It seems that I still can't bring the life in reality into the deduction through the spirit world. I can only bring dead objects, such as pepper noodles and cumin..."

Cheng Lin looked at the outline of Udon City in the distance and smiled bitterly.

As for the situation of deliberately not completing the task and causing the deduction to fail, from the experimental point of view, Cheng Lin should have tried it a long time ago.

But for some reason, he never had this idea in his mind.

Whether in deduction or in reality.

As if on the subconscious level, he had deliberately ignored this idea, and he hadn't noticed this phenomenon at all.

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The productivity of the Dragon Age is undoubtedly lagging behind.

Therefore, except for the dragon clan and a very small number of "noble" dragon servants who have the habit of three meals a day, most of the bottom dragon servants eat two meals a day.

One meal in the morning and evening.

So at noon, Cheng Lin didn't need to cook, and he planned to wait for the evening to stop cooking, after all, he ran out of seasonings.

"If I have to cook, I am afraid I can only tear open the instant noodles I have stored and wrap them with the sauce..."

This decision disappointed both Lai and Sweet Potatoes.

Cultivation for an afternoon.

At night, a group of villagers made an appointment and came to the courtyard with a small bench.

Sangheke and other young men brought dry firewood, set up a bonfire, and listened to serial stories together.

Such a life, five days passed in a blink of an eye.

The peaceful mountain village is almost cut off from the outside world.

Therefore, in the past five days, Cheng Lin did not even know that the portrait of own had descended from the "Dragon City" of the giant Dragon King country, plastering the territory cities of various Dragon Kings.

He also didn't bother to explore, just immersed in this simple life leisurely, quite a bit of contentment.

During this process, he even felt that his own state of mind was ascension.

finally.

In the early morning of the sixth day, when the day broke, Uncle Sang from the hunting team took the rest of the young men and drove the car full of meat to the small road in the village.

Today is the day when the village pays the "dong tribute".

The carts are similar to those of ox carts, but people in this era have never domesticated cattle, donkeys and other livestock. They have thin dragon blood in their bodies, and they have the strength that is not inferior to any domestic animals, so the carts in the village are all dragons. I came to pull it.

"Check, are everything tied up?"

"The number is right, don't miss it!"

In the early morning, standing in the cold mist, the sturdy Sang shouted.

When the rest of the young men were all confirmed, he nodded, and immediately looked at Lai's yard. The young Lai was also neatly dressed and walked out reluctantly.

According to the rules, he also needs to participate in the delivery to Udon this time.

"Well, don't look reluctant. Isn't it just that you can't hear the story all morning? As for what." Sang said helplessly.

A villager next to him grumbled:

"Don't talk about Lai, I can't bear it either, why I'm going to send it off this time, this one back and forth, I don't want to listen to the big story."

The other villagers also look similar.

It was a morning break, and it was as uncomfortable as reading a book and suddenly discovering that many of the chapters were 404.

"Look at what you have done. I told the guy in our family to write down the story. Everyone hurry up and try to come back early, and then I can make up for it."

Sang put the rope pulling the cart against his shoulder and said.

"As far as Sister-in-law's memory is concerned, can she remember..." a villager muttered.

Sang glared at him before he shut up.

Talking and laughing, everyone was quickly equipped and tidy, and drove the car to the direction of Udon City.

Lai waved his hand at the yard, and immediately heard the sweet potato "barking" farewell, and then climbed into the car, cheered up, and looked at Udon City in the distance.

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There are almost no decent roads in this era, and the village is remote and covered with snow. It is really not easy to drive to the city by cart, which is why they have to leave at dawn.

Along the way, people were pulling carts in rotation, and everyone was not too tired. At noon, the group finally arrived in Udon City.

Although it is a city, in reality, it is the size of a town.

The city walls are not high. In this era, the battles between the various Longjue territories are determined by the dragon duels led by Longjue. They will not let the dragon servants conquer each other, and the dragons will generally not directly To siege the city, instead of conducting a "dragon contest" in accordance with the rules set by the "three poems".

Therefore, the role of the city wall has also been greatly weakened.

These two days are the time for the villages to hand in the winter tribute, so there are many dragon servants who come to deliver the goods.

Lined up, under the inspection of the dragon servant soldiers guarding the city, slowly entered the city, and then went to the place of payment. After paying the winter tribute according to the rules, Lai and his party were relieved.

"Even if this year has passed, the next spring tribute is still a few months away."

Pulling the empty car, Sang showed a relieved smile.

After paying the tribute, the group bought some necessary life supplies such as salt, and then they took the car to return.

It's just that when they walked through the central street of Udon City, they were suddenly attracted by a group of people.

"what is that?"

"Yeah, what are they all around to see?"

Right next to the most conspicuous wall of Zhongxin Avenue, many dragon servants were surrounding them. Looking at their dresses, they also paid winter tribute from various villages under the territory. They were huddled together at the moment, talking about something.

"Let's go and see too."

Sang waved his hand and squeezed into the crowd with the other villagers. At this point, they finally saw what was on the wall.

It is a portrait painted on animal skins, the pattern is vivid:

A strange-looking "Dragon Servant" with black hair and hairless face is smiling quietly, looking at the world with interest.

Several villagers were stunned immediately.

His eyes rounded.

The villager named "K" exclaimed in surprise: "This...isn't this Mr. Ezreal? How did he run to paint?"

The voice just fell.

The soldiers guarding under the wall immediately surrounded them.

A high-ranking dragon servant in armor walked over quickly and looked at Ke, with a majestic voice resounding through the audience:

"Do you know him? Where is he...?!"

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The collection broke 100,000. .

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