My filial piety has gone bad

"My mother is lying again! We are standing on the opposite side of the way of heaven. Except for God, there is no man who can let me see the way of heaven."

"You're right, only gods are qualified to control you in this world, don't belittle yourself!"

Hold the sword peak.

Ling Zhouyue suddenly opened her eyes.

The golden afterglow fell into the grass window, shining on the face that was still exuding bone-chilling purity no matter how much dust was stained.

Oh, even the immortals are dead, how can there be gods!

Don't girls smell good?

Dispelling the disturbing dream sound, she raised her arm and took a sip of wine.

The pure white body rolled over lazily, like surfing on current waves, beating out the mellow aroma of wine.

……

The fairy wind is intoxicated, and the sunset is slightly drunk.

Xiao Ran's first flight after time travel was dedicated to Zhiyuan.

Just like his first flight before crossing, dedicated to paper.

History is always strikingly similar.

In the center of the huge paper kite.

Xiao Ran sat cross-legged on the front steps of the two-story disciple room.

Weiwei opened his eyes, in all directions, up and down the universe, as far as he could see, were all mountain tops, big and small, piercing through the clouds.

Spiritual energy, mist, animal sounds, and bells merge with each other, filling the world, magnificent and misty, not like the world.

It's a pity that Xiao Ran is not blessed to enjoy the magnificent scenery of this fairy land.

Always frowning slightly, concentrating on sensing the power of blood.

After all, it was the first flight. Although it was exciting, it was unavoidably nervous.

When a gust of wind blows by, or a crane flies over, the kite will be on the verge of falling, shaking non-stop.

In a short distance of more than ten miles, it took half an hour to fly.

Finally, in the afterglow, he flew over Zhijian Peak.

Find the right position, release your strength slowly, and land smoothly.

Xiao Ran let out a long sigh of relief.

It's done tonight!

The new student room is located on the southeast side of the hut, at a 45-degree angle, three feet away.

In terms of absorbing Fengshui spiritual veins, this is the second golden point of Zhijian Peak besides the hut.

Xiao Ran walked into the room.

Bamboo beds, wardrobes, long cases... all kinds of furniture are neatly placed.

The kitchen is fully equipped with kitchen utensils and flint, and the small warehouse is also equipped with various agricultural tools.

As expected of Lin Yunzi who leads the disciples of the outer sect, he understands the daily needs of mortals who have not refined their Qi...

Before honoring Master, Xiao Ran still has two things to do.

First, fix the foundation first.

From the barn, Xiao Ran took out a sledgehammer wrapped in cloth and eight huge retractable wooden wedges with mechanisms.

He inserted eight wooden wedges into the holes in the house that had been arranged in advance, and hammered them into the foundation one by one with a sledgehammer wrapped in cloth.

These wooden wedges are folded and stretched longitudinally, reaching ten feet deep into the ground.

Open the mechanism again, and stretch out eight underground fixing rods horizontally.

Eighty-eight 64 fixed rods are fixed in both vertical and horizontal directions.

A set of three-dimensional grids is formed under the foundation, and the double-storey pavilions are firmly fixed, which can withstand typhoons of the ninth category at most!

In addition, the fixed positions of the eight wooden wedges are also very special.

It looks like a gossip diagram, but the order is different from ordinary gossip diagrams.

Dry(?)

Hom(?)

Gen (?)

shock(?)

Sunda (?)

Leave(?)

Kun (?)

Exchange (?)

After all, it is the end of the Dharma era, and the spiritual veins are abnormal. If you want to absorb the spiritual power of the world more efficiently, you need to take a slanted edge.

Regardless of the prohibition bonus, such a pseudo-gossip arrangement will have a more direct spiritual effect than that of a hut.

Because the hammer was wrapped in cloth and the wooden wedge was indoors, after Xiao Ran fixed the foundation, Master was still sound asleep.

By this time, it was already dark.

When the stars are rising, the moon hangs on the Milky Way, and the starlight merges with the bright moonlight, and sprinkles the brand-new disciple's roof together.

Everything was silent, only the crickets were heard.

The second thing Xiao Ran has to do is to create a complete drainage system for the kitchen and bathroom.

Especially the problem of excretion, which was something he hadn't expected before.

Who would have thought that an inner disciple, no, a direct disciple, would still have to shit?