Entering the yard, it is another scene, like a small cave in the sky, with countless strange flowers and weeds, pulling vines and vines, or hanging down the top of a mountain, or through a rock gap, a stream trickling, accompanied by the whispers of birds and insects. , Quiet.

Here, there is no stove for making utensils, nor woodworking machinery, but a hidden soil, which is very strange.

The bearded man who came out to greet Wu Yi and entered the house did not explain too much, and made a welcoming gesture, saying: "My father has been in the house for a long time to congratulate him. For physical reasons, it is difficult to come forward to welcome him. Please tell the truth."

Wu Yi said, it doesn't matter. Although his cultivation is higher than that of the bearded man, he respects the courtesy, half a step behind the bearded man, and asked: "Is this place so clean in the past?"

The man raised his eyebrows and thought deeply. Wu Yi must have realized that the old man’s handicraft is not good enough, so he is so deserted. However, the old man’s age is getting older and the opportunities for shots are indeed getting less and less. And cultivation requires resources. Without this craftsmanship, he will have to do it in the future. It's more painful.

The man didn’t want to get rid of this business, and said, “It’s not always the case. My father had a few old friends in the past, and he often came here to ask his father to build a flying boat.”

Wu Yi nodded slightly, as he was about to ask, the main room door suddenly opened, and a puffed voice came, "I can help you build a flying boat."

A wheelchair rumblingly appeared. It turned out to be a wheel of gold and stone. On the wheelchair sat an old man with gray hair, covered with age spots, but those clear eyes seemed to hide a world and a great pursuit.

Before seeing the person, first hear his voice, just by listening to the voice, you can know that the old man must be a strong character.

In fact, it is true. The old man was called Zhao Jun, originally a master craftsman in the Tiangong Pavilion with a lofty status.

It’s just that, unlike other craftsmen who stick to the rules, Zhao Jun has been trying to create different types and powerful flying boats, even delaying the cultivation of Taoism. So far, it is only the triple gold core, but most of the other masters are real Yuan Ying.

Attempting to innovate is an unpredictable path. The failure rate is extremely high. Not to mention that Zhao Jun spent the countless resources he saved, and even destroyed Tiangong Pavilion's houses because of frequent failures.

Even during a build, Zhao Jun’s legs were broken and turned into pieces, and the connection could not be made again. In that accident, several true disciples who accompanied him were killed. There was a lot of trouble, and Zhao Jun was impeached. In the next position, expel a valve.

Wu Yi would not dare to come to Zhao Jun if he hadn't been stimulated by those low-minded people in Tiangong Pavilion.

Hearing what Zhao Jun said, Wu Yi was overjoyed and wanted to thank him, but Zhao Jun suddenly waved his hand and said, "I still have the conditions."

Wu Yiqian smiled humbly, and said, "Although the master has ordered it."

"There is a fire dragon five hundred miles west of this place. I want its muscles and bones to be intact and not sloppy; there is an old turtle in eight hundred miles southwest, and I want its carapace to be intact as well;... "

Zhao Jun spoke like a flying arrow and spoke for a quarter of an hour. The requirements were extremely demanding. Zhao Jun kept looking at Wu Yi's expression with his eyes as he spoke, and he was half impatient when observing Wu Yi.

It's just that Wu Yi has already cultivated to a state where happiness and anger are invisible, and what Wu Yi wants to make others understand, Bai Ze's power word art has no flaws, let alone Zhao Jun.

Wu Yi's face was flat and said, "Is that all?"

Zhao Jun's beard trembled, shaking a little, and said, "Yes, you collect these, and I will build a flying boat for you."

"Well, the great master can wait with peace of mind." Wu Yi rolled Dan Sha, encumbering Shan Hui to leave, and the shadow disappeared suddenly.

The bearded man waited for Wu Yi to leave, showing an anxious expression, complaining: "Father, do we have some of the treasures you mentioned before? Why bother others to collect them again? You are not forcing others to collect them. Retreat?"

Zhao Jun gave his son a cold look. The accident at the time also killed his most proud of his second son. The eldest son in front of him did not look like he inherited his great ambitions. He was upset once he saw it, and said casually. : "My flying boat is not available to everyone."

"Oh." The bearded man sighed helplessly, and went back to his room to practice. He didn't want to pursue these trails all day like his father and delay his cultivation. After all, cultivation is fundamental.

This father and son have different ideas, and it is difficult to pee together, but who is right and who is wrong, and who can make it clear?

On the other hand, Wu Yi and Shan Hui also had a conversation. Shan Hui complained that Zhao Jun was harsh and scratching people, deliberately stumbled, and did not look like doing business. Wu Yi chuckled and said: "Taoists are superior. Demeanor." Nor did he say much on this topic.

Wu Yi's request for Feizhou is not just for laziness. Although there is plenty of time to go to the East China Sea, it would be a waste if all the time is spent on the road. After all, Wu Yi still has many Taoisms that have not been transformed into magical powers.

What Wu Yi can truly call magical powers at the moment is only the Taiyi breath water and non-resident cold flames that he comprehended during the war between tortoises and snakes, which are implied by the rhyme of the great road of tranquility and the great road of movement respectively.

But the Taoism contained in the three Scriptures of cultivation has not been transformed. Perhaps these Taoisms are comparable to supernatural powers, but after all, they are a little bit different and require a lot of time to polish.

This is the reason why Wu Yi bought Feizhou, but it is difficult to talk to others because it involves the essentials of Taoism.

For the next three days, Wu Yi has been collecting the treasures mentioned by Zhao Jun. Wu Yi followed the principle of easy first and harder, and obtained some treasures that were not guarded by monsters or were not strong enough to guard them. In three days, how many things have been collected~lightnovelpub.net~ how many more? "Wu Yi asked Shan Hui, who was behind him. Shan Hui's strength was low. Some monsters that Wu Yi didn't care about might be able to put her to death. So she asked her to do a delineation and check and get a few items.

"There are two other things, the bones and bones of the fire dragon and the carapace of the old turtle, but we've seen it before—" Shan Hui stopped talking. The strength of the fire dragon and the old turtle is not weak. They are old demon. , Is not comparable to the Demon King who has just entered this realm.

"After ninety-nine miles in a hundred miles, I can stop." Wu Yi seemed very calm. He was able to take the Demon King as a pig when he built the foundation realm, and now there is no need to worry.

At this time, Wu Yi didn't have the idea of ​​taking advantage of the demon's body to make things happen, and just took advantage of this opportunity to test his strength after breakthrough.

Wu Yi flew to the cave where the fire scorpion inhabited and burst into momentum. This place is connected to the center of the earth, with lava surging, and the fire spirit is extremely abundant. You can even see a few fire spirits evolved from aura jumping, showing the aura of abundance.

Wu Yi's move, in the world of monsters, this can be described as a full face slap, and in the end it is often an endless battle.

Sure enough, an angry dragon roar uttered from the cave, and a magma soared into the sky and fell three feet in front of Wu Yi. He turned into a young man with a fiery red scale on the center of his eyebrows.

Wu Yi grabbed the aura of Taoism. At this time, he dressed like a wandering cultivator. Huo Jiao carefully checked and confirmed that he was not a disciple from the Dao Sect. Coming to my grandfather's place to go wild, I am impatient to live."

Wu Yi smiled lightly. He was here to take the life of this demon, and he didn't bother to talk nonsense and act brazenly.

The two players linked together, and they shot at almost the same moment. The fire floods spewed out flames, and Wu Yi used the cold flames. The ice flames fought against each other, and countless water mist suddenly rose up.