Xuanhuan: Gou Quietly Cultivates The Handyman

Stop and go all the way.

Five months have passed, and summer has arrived.

Since Lin Qingcicada left Yuelang Town, the harvest of crops, breeding and fishing in the town has declined significantly; The townspeople thought it was a climate issue, but they didn't take it to heart.

They don't know yet, this is just the beginning....

Yuelang Town, which has lost the body of all things, will become the impoverished border village of the past in two years.

Night.

Unknown barren mountain.

The little farmer and Xiao Hei chased each other for a day, and tired, she lay down early on the tiger skin blanket and fell asleep holding the puppet.

"In five months, the mood of the small farmer has recovered very well."

Xu Anqing came to the hillside, looked at the dark forest, and kept reminiscing about this May life in his mind.

He had an intuition that something in his body seemed to be about to burst out of the cocoon, and on a whim, he stopped meditating and came out to look for the ethereal feeling.

Pity.

It's almost dawn.

Nothing was gained either.

"Sometimes there must be a hit, and the hit is always demanding." 35

Xu Anqing shook his head.

The night was probably wasted.

05 was about to turn back to prepare breakfast, a red light cut through the sky from the east, and the dark clouds were instantly stained with a layer of red, with edges and contours.

"Another sunrise..."

The red disc rises slowly.

A wisp of fresh breeze blows, making the leaves rustle, mixed with the unique smell of the mountains, ruffling the hair,

Xu Anqing stared at the gradually brightening forest things, as if blessed to the heart, turned over and took out a spiritual knife, and waved it in a disorderly manner.

Sometimes fast, sometimes slow; Sometimes wantonly and fierce, sometimes continuous and gentle.....

The knife light flickered.

Gradually, Xu Anqing's brain was empty, his mind was ethereal, and he allowed his instinct to drive his body, integrating the scene of Fang Cai Chenyang cutting through the darkness into the knife technique.

"Whoosh! Airplanes! Airplanes!

The sword light is like a paintbrush, using the void as rice paper and the morning light as dye to quickly weave a sunrise cloud sea map.

The surrounding light gradually disappeared, faintly turning into the shadow of the morning sun in the weaving composition diagram.

"Whew!"

The sword light cut through the void.

This does not contain the waving of True Yuan and moves, but it can bring a fatal threat to ordinary Jindan cultivators.

Xu Anqing danced to his heart's content, gradually becoming familiar with the feeling.

The footsteps unconsciously follow the momentum of the knife, one will be as fast as lightning, the other will be as slow as a falter, and the speed of the spirit knife in his hand is getting faster and faster, but strangely, the sound of the sharp weapon breaking the air is disappearing.

Not for long.

The sword light flickered, and there was silence everywhere.

Xu Anqing naturally stopped moving, sat cross-legged on the turquoise grass, and placed the spirit knife across his legs.

"What a surprise." "

"I actually comprehended the first artistic conception, and it is the artistic conception of the fire attribute. 39

Xu Anqing opened his eyes, and a hint of joy appeared on his expression.

In the past five months, he has not deliberately cultivated, and has been accompanying the little farmer to play in the mortal world, so that the impetuosity in his heart can restore tranquility.

Unintentionally, he realized the first artistic conception spell.

"The mood of the fire attribute. 35

"Again at the dawn of the sun.

In the future, it will be called "dawn".

This unexpected realization of the artistic conception made Xu Anqing gain a lot.

He is ninety percent sure that the next time he uses the system's artistic conception perception, he can comprehend a new artistic conception spell, and at that time, he will master two artistic conceptions.

"Xiao Hei, you take the little farmer to play these days to protect her safety.

"I'm going to retreat and practice. 39

Xu Anqing snorted to Xiao Hei.

Then he closed his eyes again and experienced Fang Cai's artistic conception.

Artistic conception is comprehensive for strength improvement.

For example, absorbing fire attribute aura, the efficiency of fire attribute spiritual objects will be greatly improved;

Moreover, the artistic conception has a strong effect on cultivating the natal life spiritual weapon, tempering the strength of the divine soul, and refining the toughness of the meridians....... It has been of great help in every way.

If the strength of divine consciousness is sufficient, the artistic conception spell that the Jindan realm can completely rely on will be rotated under the hands of the Yuan Infant cultivator who has not comprehended the artistic conception spell.

This is the most intuitive improvement.

Sixth morning.

The sun was warm and scattered on his body, and Xu Anqing opened his eyes, and his breath was a little stronger.

His strength has been upgraded to the third layer of Jindan.

"Senior Brother Xu, are you awake?

Not far away, the little farmer who was bored enough to count flower petals noticed that Senior Brother Xu stood up, suddenly got up in spirit, trotted to him, and showed a look of expectation.

Xiao Hei is very spiritual.

But after all, I can't talk and chat.

"I've wronged you these days.

Xu Anqing reached out and rubbed the little farmer's head, and said softly,

"Let's go, we are still dozens of miles away from Lijia Town, we can arrive tonight, and then we will make you a delicious dinner."

"Okay, then I want to eat rice fragrant meat?"

"Of course.

"Thank you, Senior Brother Xu."

""

Since the distance is not far.

Xu Anqing let Xiao Hei carry Lin Qingcicada on his back and fly directly to rush away.

Two hours later, Lijia Town, surrounded by barren mountains, slowly appeared in the field of sight 433.

"Senior Brother Xu, is this the mortal town you are stationed in?"

The bluestone streets of Lijia Town are lined with lush viewing trees, jagged buildings, and many mobile stalls from other places.

Busy.

But the spacious streets are so clean that there is no trace of household garbage or sewage.

A few fallen leaves, soon drifting away with the wind.

"We've been to dozens of towns, and this is definitely the cleanest one."

At just a glance, the little farmer felt fond of the town.

Squat down and reach out to touch the floor, your fingers are still clean and dust-free, and the hawkers are loud and loud, but they will not come forward to nag passers-by.

It's incredibly comfortable.

"Hmm."

"More than ten years of development, not bad.

Xu Anqing nodded equally satisfied.

At that time, he saw that Li Jianzhu was a little talented in architecture, so he casually mentioned the general plan of the Blue Mercury City.

For example, sewer treatment of domestic sewage, the design of main roads and branch roads, the difference between residential and commercial, etc.;

Unexpectedly, Li Jianzhu could directly realize the concept just by listening to it once.

This was somewhat unexpected to him.