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

Just don't use it often, don't exercise it, and don't have much flexibility.

People are adaptable, inflexible can be continuously used, exercised, and flexible.

So soon, a bamboo lump became a small bamboo nail.

There are twenty-four small bamboo nails in the whole frame.

After polishing, An Jia took out another bamboo strip and polished it into a round strip.

After directly splitting it in half, it is baked and bent against the fan frame with bamboo nails to compare the shapes.

After the shape is adjusted to the same shape, use the little finger to press the air and drill into the ground.

Twenty-four nails with twenty-four holes.

After laying everything together, try putting the two half-faced fan frames together.

Everything is as expected, not so flexible.

Some are big, some are small, and some are just right.

The big ones can be repaired and the small ones can be repaired, but the small ones can't be helped.

After repairing, An Jia used her little finger to cast the Guiyuan sword again.

Under his delicate carving, bamboo joints, bamboo leaves, and a pair of praying mantises and cicadas appeared in the circular fan frame.

He was working, and the key was lying on his stomach, looking at it intently.

I am used to seeing the keys to good things, and I am not surprised by the delicacy of these things.

What interested her was An Jia's subtle manipulation of the stellar qi, which was as fine as a hair.

After the carving is completed, the fan surface woven with bamboo silk is pressed into the fan frame, and the fan frame is clamped.

But it can't be clamped directly, and a little gap should be left.

An Jia took cooked tung oil and tapped it on the bamboo nails before they were clamped.

Outside the fan frame is the excess bamboo thread fan, all cut off.

That's not all.

Then, he took out the bamboo tar and dripped it in the crevices.

Press the little finger on the crack of the fan frame, the consciousness comes out, and moves with the little finger.

Bamboo tar follows the movement of consciousness and enters the fan frame.

The fan frame, which was originally a bright yellow color, quickly changed color after absorbing the tar under the operation of consciousness.

From bright yellow to wood red.

Wood red, turned into old red.

The old red was slightly brighter and yellowed, and turned into a maroon.

Bamboo will turn black over time.

The present fan frame is also 433 black.

But this black is brought about by Bamboo Tar.

Black, interlaced with maroon.

Light black, thick black, light black, burnt black, mixed with bright red, light red, dark red.

Under the control of An Jia, the color naturally transitions to the engraved "Praying Mantis Cicada"

Praying mantises are bright red, while cicadas are burnt black.

The wood of the fan doesn't look like bamboo at all, but more like fine bloodstone.

An Jia polished off the cracks on the edge of the fan frame as she rubbed her little finger to guide her consciousness.

That is to say, polishing and blasting are completed at the same time.

The whole fan looks seamless.

If you look carefully, it is not difficult to find that the fan frame goes down more and more.

The higher you go, the thinner it becomes.

The fan frame forms a circle, but when it goes to the handle, the thick layers are separated.

The left and right are added together, injected with consciousness, intertwined together, and become the handle of the round fan.

That is to say, the fan frame and the fan handle are originally integrated.

The most exquisite thing is that before the interweaving, the shape of the bamboo joints was carved with the Guiyuan sword.

So much so that the handle of the fan looks like a cluster of intertwined and intertwined bamboos.

The fan frame is just a long bent bamboo in this clump.

At the junction of the fan frame and handle, An Jia carved bamboo leaves with extremely delicate techniques.

To what extent is the bamboo leaf carved?

Looking at it with a light on, I thought it was hollowed out.

But without turning on the light, I thought it was painted.

And carve two or three bamboo leaves along the texture, and a bamboo leaf core, which looks like it grows out of bamboo.

The last is where the handle ends.

He uses the thick spider silk that has been separated and weaves it into bamboo shoots.

The root of the bamboo shoot is a bamboo shoot insect that drills out of a small hole at the root of the bamboo shoot.

This small hole is just right for hanging some pendants or something.

The handle has not been oiled, polished and coated, and it will be done after finishing.

Still use the little finger to guide consciousness.

It should be noted here that bamboo tar should not be left on the roots of bamboo shoots, and they should be polished directly.

Bamboo shoot worms and bamboo shoot roots, because there is no bamboo tar, look like jade, and the color is tender.

Bamboo shoots should be thickened with bamboo tar to make them look more black.

The bamboo at the handle should be from the bottom to the top, from black to red.

"It's so beautiful, you gave it to me?"

After finishing the key, I excitedly took it and looked at it.

When An Jia heard this, she quickly took it away.

"What are you thinking, selling money for oil, salt, soy sauce and vinegar.

"I advise you, don't sell it."

"Must there be a reason?"

"Country people eat something that looks like a bowl, and jade bowls don't know what to buy.

"I also know, just to try. If the price is good, I will do it later, if it is not good, I will not do it.

"Small suggestion, engrave your name on it."

Good advice, but can't do it.

It is too low-end to directly engrave the name, he has a better method.

He used the Guiyuan Sword again, and pointed it at "Cicada".

When the mantis catches the cicada, the end of the cicada's wing is missing a little.

He smoothed the edges and corners, so that it looked strange but not "garbage".

If you don't observe carefully, it is difficult to find that the cicada's wings are incomplete.

What I want is this effect.

After the round fan was finished, An Jia also made a box and put it away so that it would not be crushed.

With his efficiency and speed, Zenith can only do two at most.

Putting aside work, the rest of the time can only do a handful.

This one is enough.

He didn't make folding fans either.

In contrast, it is better to make some hanging glazed pottery to sell.

Tomorrow he will open a furnace for hanging glazed pottery and make some oiled paper umbrellas.

"Playing chess~"

As soon as An Jia finished writing the summary of the day, she was dragged by the key to play Go.

Chess seems to be her biggest hobby.

An Jia couldn't beat her at all, and her progress was getting smaller and smaller.

Only two-thirds of the game was covered by the chess pieces, and he threw the pieces to admit defeat.

He also discovered that if the two of them had a swordsmanship match after dinner today, they would definitely not be able to escape playing chess tonight.

It seems that the key is trying to find a balance on this.

After playing chess, I have to massage her again.

An Jia is also considerate of her.

A woman is now cutting stones every day, cutting stones into bricks with her bare hands, and building houses.

How difficult is this?

An ordinary day as always.

After the two fell asleep, the night was quiet.

"Woo...………………………"

In the middle of the night, when I was in a daze of sleep, I could hear a horse neighing faintly in my ears.

At first An Jia didn't pay attention, but soon, there was a sound of restlessness (bedf) from the nearby chicken coop.

"Oh! Oh! Oh!"

The cock crowed suddenly.

An Jia is in a deep sleep and doesn't want to get up.

"On! On! On! On!"

Suddenly, something pecked at him fiercely.

This attack made him think that he was sneak attacked by the group of dudes the day before.

Get up hastily, only to see Dabai jumping up and down, spreading his wings towards him, screaming anxiously.

Seeing him get up, he hurried to the door.

Seeing that An Jia hadn't followed, it ran in and out again.

An Jia hurriedly followed.

Dabai ran ahead.

"What happened......"

Sensing the movement, the key put on his robe and squinted his eyes, his hair disheveled.

"have no idea."

An Jia followed Dabai to the door.

Once out of the gate, Dabai spread his wings and flew out of the bamboo wall, towards the vegetable field.

An Jia stepped on the ground and jumped five meters high.

The stature is still in the air, and the Gang Qi bursts out.

He sprinted in the air with his front and back feet, as if walking on flat ground, and chased towards Tianbai.

flutter

Dabai landed in the vegetable field, turned around and yelled at An Jia, but pointed his wings behind him.

An Jia looked over.

Eyes adapted to the night, can only see a huge black shadow wreaking havoc.

From the looks of it, a burly man in black.

This physique is too majestic, more than ten feet tall.

He split open the beehive and snatched something from it, hungrily.

The disturbed bees buzzed around, frantically, and stabbed at it.

However, apart from dying all over the place, it is basically useless.

Not far away, next to the entrance and exit of the territory is the stable.

An Jia didn't close the fence gate of the stable at all.

The horses come in when they want and get out when they want, because he doesn't want to be fed at all.

But at this moment, the six horses were blocked not far from the exit.

They gathered together, watching the shadow very disturbed.

"Who is it?" An Jia shouted.

But the shadow ignored him.

An Jia's heart was pounding, she was afraid of being a villain, so she didn't go forward.

At this time, it was too late to go back and get the hatchet.

The oppression that this body shape gave him made him a little suffocated.

At this moment, a light came.

It turned out that the key was wearing a robe, carrying a lantern, and rushed over with volley steps.

Under the light of the fire, the other party also revealed his true face.

Both An Jia and the key were taken aback.

"Bear!"

"Alien beast!"

It was An Jia who said the bear, but An Jia soon found out that he was wrong.

This thing is indeed a big black bear with a height of more than three meters, but it has a pointed mouth and pointed ears.

At first glance, it looks like a tapir with the body of a bear, but with fangs.

Unlike the small-eyed bear, this thing has a pair of yellow tiger eyes.

The hair on its body is also very long, and it is not the black of a black bear, but black.

Black, not black, is a ray of red from the rising sun in the dark.

Reddish in black, blackish red, deep red as black, can be called black.

Its strange neck has a ring of lion-like mane, and it looks very burly.

The biggest difference from a bear is its limbs.

Bears have stubby limbs and can run on the ground.

This thing is more like a monkey that can stand upright, with thick and long lower limbs.

The ten fingers say that it is half a foot long and has sharp claws.

At this moment, it is gnawing on the honey, even chewing the bees directly.

"This is.....this is black...."

The key was also afraid of seeing this thing, and shrank behind An Jia.

"What is black?"

"Yes...it's a strange..."

Everything in the world has spirituality, or in other words, has a chance.

If all kinds of dead things gain spirituality, they become magic weapons.

As for living things, there is a limit to natural birth, old age, sickness and death.

For example, the lifespan of a snake is seven years, and it usually dies after seven years.

If you get the chance and you are strong, you can survive death.

After death, the body will regenerate and gain a new round of growth opportunities.

They have a longer lifespan than ordinary ones, see more nature, and grow spiritually.

In the lower world, it is usually called "enlightenment".

Such as old snake, old fish, old cow, old dog and so on.

In fact, it is more accurate to put it another way.

Snake essence, fish essence, cow essence, horse essence, dog essence.

An old tree grows its roots, and a man grows old.

Those who become refined are more intelligent than their peers, and their lifespan is bound to be longer.

As the body regenerates and grows, the body will continue to grow.

Until the end of a reincarnation, that is, "twelve times", it is called a turn.