Is It Possible That Farming Is The Real Cultivation Of Immortals?

If it takes three years to make a natal magic weapon, how many three years does a person have, and how much blood can be wasted?

That is An Jia, who knew it would not be so simple, so she never thought about what would happen if she failed.

Of course, what he relied on was that he was not short of blood food spirit vegetables, and it would not be difficult to make up for them.

Now this feather sword looks like it is finished, but it is actually a waste, or a semi-finished product.

It's not that there are no talismans on it.

It's just that "vein casting" is not used here.

Qi painting method includes three methods, bottom blood method, blood study grinding method, pulse cast.

The bottom blood method is the bottom blood.

The blood learning grinding method is to use blood gas as a file to grind.

The two are intertwined to form a foundation.

Then make a fourth layer of foundation, and cast veins on the fourth layer of foundation.

The method is the same as engraving words with spiritual thoughts in the bamboo slips and reading them with spiritual consciousness.

But this method is to carve out the same route as your own meridian qi movement.

After doing it several times, inject the blood directly.

Let the blood enter the notch, and then use the blood grinding method to scrape off the excess blood.

In this way, the blood filled the notch of divine sense.

The blood grinding method and the spiritual engraving method are used alternately, which is vein casting.

Keep shaping until the blood piled inside begins to bulge, and it is good to exceed the foundation of the bottom blood method.

But this feather sword does not have it.

An Jia didn't bother to name it either.

"In this way, the flying sword will become a sword, and the sword will become a sword pill.

"But Jianwan condenses the Jade Pill and stores it in the body, which is too... occupying space.

"When my next feather sword comes, isn't this..."

Because after practicing Jianwan, the shape of the sword is fixed.

Carving talismans again is equivalent to self-mutilation, which is impossible.

An Jia still used the fast speed to add the whole set of blueprints prepared to Lingyujian.

After it was carved, the copper nails were still attached to it.

Lock the spiritual body inside and cannot let it out. Then wait for the slow refining.

After the ups and downs of Feather Sword 707, An Jia gained a lot of experience.

He also combined the characteristics of his own skills to create a new "qi painting method"

The Qi painting method is equivalent to ramming blood energy.

His method is based on the electricity of Faxiang.

That is, directly guide the blood into the whole feather, press both ends of the feather sword with both hands, and release Dan Lei.

That's right, this is - electroplating.

Under Dan Lei's stimulation, the entire Feather Sword trembled at a high frequency, both inside and outside.

including the blood in it.

After a while, the blood has been deeply combined with the feathers.

An Jia then changed the method of blood grinding into "thunder grinding".

Use the method of "thunder shock" to shake out the blood energy and blood that are not bonded, and refine it back.

This method, he called it "Ray method".

In just two times, the entire Feather Sword has already shown a solid luster of porcelain.

An Jia used her spiritual thoughts to carve out the meridian lines of the exercises, and then injected blood to consolidate them.

Before carving the meridian lines of the exercises, he carved a set of five spirit-gathering arrays.

These five sets of spirit-gathering circles can match the talismans on the sword body, and can also match the exercises.

In this way, the talisman, the meridian route of the exercise, and the spirit-gathering circle form a triad.

According to the progress, the Feather Sword that can be transformed into Jianwan only thirteen times can be stabilized at nine transformations.

Now that the Lingyu Sword Talisman has been engraved, and the meridian route of the exercises has been engraved, the rest is "tempering"

An Jia tossed so much at one time, for so long, her body finally couldn't take it anymore.

After collecting all the materials, I fell into a deep sleep.

After three days of being in such a daze, my body just recovered.

According to the progress, after about half a month of dedication, the feather sword can be forged.

An Jia couldn't wait to name Lingyujian - Yanyu.

Before she had a good rest, that night, An Jia suddenly received a call from Ling Youwei.

(becb) But the matter is not about Ling Youwei, but about the old thief Cangrong.

An Jia thought it was another fight, but now he didn't have the strength, so he was ready to refuse.

It's another old night.

Dragging his weak and exhausted body, he went out into the barren mountains to fight for others...

Stay full.

Who would have thought that it wasn't a fight, or even a big deal.

After doing this last time, the old thief Cangrong suffered a lot.

It has just recovered now, and an old spirit gave birth in the site, and it turned out to be dystocia.

The old man begged it.

If it refuses, it will definitely lose the "popular support".

But it doesn't want to pay its own "blood".

It asked Ling Youwei for help, and Ling Youwei thought of An Jia delivering the cow that night.

"1J08..."

Although An Jia was quite weak, she still agreed.

This kind of thing, he can't refuse.

An Jia walked out from the study on the second floor.

He just got up, and An Da, who was beside him, who was already improving, stopped him with a relaxed expression.

"Where are you going? What's the matter?"

"Did you solve the problem and have nothing to do?"

"I see that your face has been ugly these days, as if a relative has come to care about you.

"You...you take care of yourself, I have something to go out."

"Where are you going so late?"

"Go and help with the delivery."

"Isn't that about Mrs. Wen? You..."

"Give it to me, put it away, you, that, shit-like, brain circuit." An Jia rolled his eyes and said, "I deliver the animals, and I deliver the cows in the stable. I don't care about everything like you." Easily."

"Go, go, what's the fierceness, you said you were joking and you became fierce with me,

An Ting really only cared about An Jia.

She is the one who has always been pampered, no big or small, and the only one who respects me.

Some people are bound to be unreasonable.

Being so caring and being said, she sulked inside and made fun of herself.

Leaving the stone house and coming to Daohualou, An Jia knocked on the door of Yaniang's room.

After a while, the girl came out with her clothes on, her hair was wet, and her face was a little red.

"Did I disturb you?" An Jia asked.

The girl blushed even more and lowered her head.

An Jia patted her on the shoulder and said: "I have something to do, prepare to pack something, come with me.

You San heard the sound, and ran out from the side sleeper wearing a big underpants.

"Master An, what's the matter so late?" He asked.

An Jia said: "If there is an animal with dystocia that needs to be delivered, it should not be too late. I will lend it to your baby girl."

You San quickly waved her hand: "You can take it with you, and you can take it with you."

An Jia ignored him.

Let the girl find a white ash wooden box and put all kinds of tools in it.

He himself went to the warehouse and took out a set of saddles and stirrups.

Once at the stables, tap on one of the stable doors.

"Xiaobai, come out, I'm already there."

There was a fierce sound in the stable, and then the huge white sheep jumped out of the stable.

An Jia glanced at her, her eyes stared straight.

It looked at An Jia, wrapped its hooves: "...

"What's wrong with you, my stable has become your harem, idiot."

"You are still human..."

"Is it sheep? Even horses are not spared.

"You are of different races, there is no result."

An Jia packed up the ashes of the saddle and stirrups, and put them on the Sanghuang sheep.

It is said to be a sheep, but now its body has grown to seven catties.

Live in a stable, as tall as a horse, but much stronger than a horse.

No wonder these fillies are so obedient.

Otherwise, these horses will kick directly when they become irritable.

When he was watching horse movies before, he saw artificial breeding and forced pulling of stallions.

As a result, the stallion was kicked in the head by the mare.

Just like that, the stallion fell to the ground and disappeared on the spot.

You must know that even the most powerful boxer at that time could not do this.

At that time, he realized that the body is here, but the power is not covered.

In that world, there are no singular abilities.

At the macro level, the strongest combat power of a living body is always linked to its physique.

He still remembers the lightweight boxing contest, everyone has good fighting ability, fast speed and strong skills.

It's covered in blood, but it won't fall.

In the super-heavyweight contest, it seemed that there would be no bleeding anyway, but he fell to the ground with one punch.

Looking at the fist from a distance, it seems that it has no power.

But by chance, when I looked closely, I realized that every punch that seemed to be light and light was extremely terrifying.

After the anti-strike ability has been trained to a certain level...

Especially the abdomen fights against beatings, and being beaten while eating, nothing happens.

At the microcosmic level, the quality is equal to the speed, and the speed is the force area.

Recently, my body has been weak, and I reflected on all kinds of things along the way, and jokingly discovered some things.

The strongman system of long ago, and the current system of training blood, qi, sitting and forgetting Taoism...

Isn't it similar?

It seems that there are fixed rules to follow even here.

Human beings have cultivated for thousands of years, and at first they were the same as today's beasts.

But now, human beings have begun to sit and forget in a more subtle way, and beasts are still beasts.

When the saddle was ready, An Jia rode on and tried it out.

Sang yellow sheep is actually not suitable as a mount, it loves to jump too much.

Fortunately, it is big enough.

Compared with the human body, human beings are relatively small.

Under the size difference, with the addition of a saddle, it is actually much more stable than ordinary horses.

Ya Niang prepared the box of tools needed, put on her boots and ran over.

An Jia asked her to sit in front of her, and the part near the lamb shoulder would be more stable.

The girl jumped up and sat up.

The saddle is a little small and soft, which makes the two stick together.

"Let's go." He said, grabbing the reins.

Xiaobai raised his hooves in front of him, like a horse, and galloped forward after landing.

It is doomed to be impossible to expect a sheep to learn from a horse.

The horse is galloping on all fours.

Sheep are flying and jumping.

Under the command of An Jia, the speed is getting faster and faster, and the jump is getting farther and farther.

Later, it can be stabilized at about ten feet in one jump.

Even if you are crossing a mountain stream, a hillside, or a cliff, you can just jump over it.

This sheep is just too wild.

Thrilling things like crossing a hill and jumping into a mountain stream are fine.

It is also lying sideways in the depths of the forest, jumping like a deer among the trees.

Although this is faster.

But if An Jia didn't hold the rein with his control ability, he would have been thrown away.

Late at night, the woods were buzzing with insects.

An Jia hadn't heard such a lively buzzing of insects for a long time.

In the dark old forest, only a little light shines.

Many of the leaves are originally green, showing a dark blue in the night.

Dim fireflies, one by one, floated around in large groups.

Very peaceful, very quiet.

After the thrills along the way, we entered a relatively gentle hillside.

Because of An Jia's presence, Ya Niang felt very safe in her heart, and also enjoyed the night all the way.

Soon after, they came to a woodland full of flowers and spiritual grass.

An Jia met Ling Youwei.

After talking with him for a while, he got the route and went straight out.

Soon the border is reached.

The big white bull from last time——Huai Beast is waiting here.