I Use Idle Books To Become Saint

The whistling wind gradually stopped.

Chen Luo opened his eyes, feeling a soreness all over his body. Chen Luo got up from the ground and found that he and Xiao Ji were blown away in the storm, and he was the only one around.

Feeling the consumption level of his Heavenly Dao power, Chen Luo breathed a sigh of relief. According to the consumption level, Xiao Ji and the others should have no problem.

He took out his own sky survey talisman, but there was nothing displayed on the sky survey talisman, which meant that Xiaoji and the others were not in the area they were in either.

"Let's look for it as you walk." Chen Luo thought, and looked around again.

I should still be within the range of Qianfengyuan, but I can't tell the specific location for a while.

"Let's work first..."

"Xiao Qi..." Chen Luo called out, and after a while, there was a soft reply from the storage order: "Grandpa, I'm so dizzy!"

Chen Luo couldn't help laughing, he was transferred in the storm, and the storage order naturally turned things upside down with him.

"Are you okay?" Chen Luo asked.

"No problem, Xiaoqi is very strong!"

"Okay, smell it and see, is there any Xiangxiang nearby?"

"Grandpa, Xiangxiang is everywhere."

"All of them?" Chen Luo was startled, and casually walked to the nearest tree, "Is this tree too?"

"Um!"

Chen Luo stretched out his palm and approached the tree. According to the method Ye Dafu told him before, he released some mortal air and hit the inside of the tree. After a while, he found that there was luck in the tree. !

"Carrying wood!"

Chen Luo was stunned, this is not the unformed tree they found outside Qianfengyuan, this tree is clearly the tree that Ye Dafu said had been given birth to a tree spirit by luck!

"Didn't it mean that transporting wood is hard to come by?" Chen Luo took out Nine Heavens, directly pried up the soil around the tree and put it into the storage order...

...

"Fuck, get rich, get rich!" In another part of Qianfengyuan, Ye Dafu was like a little bee that fell into Baihua Garden, glanced to the left and right, and fell into excitement.

"Old Wang, why are you still lying down, get up quickly! Work!" Ye Dafu shouted at Wang Bugui who was lying on the ground.

Wang Bugui rolled his eyes, poured a few pills from the storage talisman and stuffed them into his mouth.

Before, he hugged Ye Dafu's waist tightly in the storm—well, at the waist, the two of them were not blown away, but when they fell from the sky, Ye Dafu, the dead Fatty, put himself underneath.

You are alive and kicking now, but I have broken bones!

"Why are you so excited!" Wang Bugui snorted, "My bone is broken, I have to lie down for a while!"

"Damn it! Didn't you see that the surrounding area is full of logs?"

"Lucky wood! Luck! Money!"

Wang Bu Return to Self Surprised: Is it all wood?

A carp stood upright, and Wang Bugui stood up vigorously.

After a while, Wang Bugui came back from the inspection and trembled with excitement: "This...what's going on? My family records...the records have never had such a situation."

Ye Dafu poured out two hoes from the storage bag and threw them to Wang Bu. Tsundere snorted: "Your family records are not Jing Monster World Encyclopedia, why do you really think there are?"

"The records of my royal family have said such a situation."

"Crystal Monster World will have a Honkai storm every once in a while, as short as once every 30 to 50 years, and as long as once more than a hundred years, there is no specific rule."

"However, after the collapse of the storm, luck is pervasive, and the chances of transporting wood appearing are greatly increased."

"Hurry up..."

After listening to Ye Dafu's explanation, Wang Bugui also understood that he had encountered a rare good thing in a century, so he happily picked up the hoe and started digging.

Ye Dafu glanced at it and sighed: "Old Wang, the tree you dug up is not a transport log!"

"Ah?" Wang Bugui was stunned for a moment, then went to dig another tree with a smile.

...

Looking at the unmarked landscape around him, Ji Zhong frowned slightly.

Lost with the son again.

Ji Zhong felt a little annoyed.

My own guard is really incompetent.

It doesn't matter if the strength is not as high as the young master's, but they always get separated!

No, you have to find the son as soon as possible.

Ji Zhong's eyes lit up when he thought of the method Chen Luo taught him before.

He picked up the branch from the ground, muttered Chen Luo's name in his heart, and let go of it casually, and the branch fell down, pointing in one direction.

"Chen Luo. Immortal guides the way!"

Of course Ji Zhong knew that this method was unreliable.

So, he looked in the direction the branch was pointing, and then ran in the exact opposite direction.

Now it's stable!

...

"The storm is over, let's act according to the previous plan." The leader of the man in black looked at the calm Qianfengyuan and said.

"Yes!"

The four men in black behind him immediately divided into four directions and rushed towards Qianfengyuan.

The man in black looked at the backs of the four of them going away, and suddenly muttered to himself: "Lun Ling? Or the name Yun Gu sounds better."

...

On the other side of the Thousand Winds Field, Abiza and Di Lier stood on the edge of the Thousand Winds Field.

Di Lier stretched out her hand and sensed for a moment: "Big brother, you can go in."

Abisa nodded, and just as he raised his legs, a barbarian warrior rushed to Abisa from the end of the line, put one hand on Own's chest, and said respectfully: "Your Highness, behind us, we found traces of the human race."

Abiza frowned: "How many people?"

"One!"

Abiza snorted disdainfully: "Leave a team of warriors and deal with them."

Na Manyong continued: "Your Highness, according to the portrait, that man is Fang Xiujie from the human race!"

"Human Fang Xiujie!" Abisa stopped walking, he did not forget the loyal call post and used the barbaric curse to warn own before he died——

"Beware of the barbarian Fang Xiujie!"

"Di Lier!" Abiza said, "You take the warriors in first, and I will come to you after I finish dealing with that human race!"

Di Lier frowned slightly: "Big brother, you should take the warriors in. I will stay and deal with him."

"You?" Abiza looked at Di Lier, who smiled sweetly, "The wolves follow their leader, and the warriors follow their king!"

"I can't lead your warriors!"

Abisa shook his head: "That Fang Xiujie may have killed Hutie, Apa, and forty-eight warriors of my barbarian tribe! It's not that easy to deal with."

Di Lier smiled and shook her head: "Big brother, Di Lier has grown up, and she is no longer the little barbarian who asked you to take care of her. Don't forget, I am a rank-7 barbarian!"

As Di Lier spoke, a strange pattern of flowers appeared on her face, exuding a dangerous aura.

Abiza looked at Di Lier, and after a while, suddenly laughed: "Hahahaha...it really is my Little Sister, with golden blood flowing through her body. Alright, Di Lier, I will leave that human race to you .”

"Moncha, you stay with your team and follow Di Lier as the second. Before you all die, don't let my Little Sister suffer any damage!"

The barbarian who came to report the news quickly knelt down on one knee, crossed his hands in front of his chest, and said reverently: "Mengcha swears to the barbarian, if the enemy wants to touch a hair of Juji, he needs to get it from our corpses." Step over!"

...

"Cut the big tree, cut the big tree."

"Swing the axe, swing the axe."

"This tone, this tone."

"Hold on, hold on."

"Falling against the mountain..."

Chen Luo hummed "Song of Logging", kicked his foot, and another huge log fell to the ground.

With a wave of his sleeve, Chen Luo put the tenth log into the own storage order, and heard the cheerful voice of Xiao Qi in the storage order.

"It smells good, it smells so good... This one smells good too, wow, it smells so good..."

Chen Luo wiped the sweat from his forehead: "Ah, a great harvest!"

I always feel that going out this time, I can be a master of the Hou.

Hahaha, no way no way. This small contribution is not enough to be a Marquis.

Just when Chen Luo was in high spirits and was about to continue looking for the logs, he suddenly heard a disgusted voice from Xiaoqi, the storage order.

"Grandpa, something smelly is flying over..."

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