The days of leisurely farming in the wild

He even felt that in his body, there were three clusters of light, which began to merge into one cluster with the help of the golden light of merit.

One of them is purple, and the other two are blue and blue.

I don't know how many times the sun and the moon have rotated alternately. Finally, with the help of the power of merit, the three groups of light finally merged into one group. piece of world.

After that, Wu Chu felt that his body began to grow crazily... In fact, those few new branches began to grow crazily at a speed visible to the naked eye.

At this time, the Shenmu has stopped devouring merits, but its growth has not yet ended.

The purple rune chains densely covered the sky, and the cracks in the rune chains were repairing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

When the cracks in these god chains were completely repaired, the area covered by the god patterns also expanded wildly, and the distance from east to west to north to south was more than twice as long as before.

Then, a new rune chain was formed on the sky, intertwined with the original rune chains.

I don't know how long it took, the rune god chain on the sky stopped increasing, and the place covered by the god rune, the distance from east to west, north to south, was almost ten times the original distance, and he also recovered from this strange feeling Come on.

When his mind returned to his body, Wu Chu sat down on the ground with a feeling of being hollowed out.

Wu Chu blinked, feeling a little unbelievable that he could still feel a certain connection with Shenmu.Could it be that this sacred tree has become my avatar?

But when he found out that there was no merit in his body, he couldn't help but stare, "It's too ruthless, it's too ruthless... I don't even leave a single drop of it to me!"

Seeing this, Yibao smiled and said: "There is still the last drop, why don't you give it to me!"

"Go away! I don't want to talk to you, you cruel woman!"

Wu Chu mercilessly pushed away Yi Bao who had come up to him, and looked up.

Yue Ling flew down from the tree, and said with joy on his face: "Brother Ah Chu, flower bones have already appeared on the four big crowns of the sacred tree! Your merit has not been in vain."

"How long has it been? Take me up there to see!"

At Wu Chu's request, Xiaoyueling supported him with a cloud and flew to the top of the tree. Xiaoyueling said, "It's been a month."

"Has it been a month? Why does it feel like it's just a blink of an eye?"

Wu Chu complained secretly, during the time when he transformed into a tree, it seemed difficult for him to feel the passage of time!

Although when he transformed into a tree, he already knew what kind of changes had taken place in this spiritual root.But when I saw it with my own eyes, I still felt incredible.

Above the top of the tree, it can be clearly seen that the top of the four gazebos are covered by a huge canopy like a canopy.A branch with a thickness of more than ten meters shoots straight into the sky beside the gazebo, supporting these huge canopies.

Although those tree crowns are not as big as the previous tree crowns, or even only one-tenth the size of the big tree crowns, but even so, they are already very huge.

On these canopies, the leaves move without wind, and there are purple flower buds hidden among the branches and leaves.Among the branches and leaves, there are still purple divine patterns intertwined and spread into the air.

Above the sky, the originally blue sky has been covered by these purple divine patterns.

Wu Chu didn't expect that the power of merit would have such a great effect on this spiritual root. The creatures in the prehistoric world really cannot be judged by common sense!Having said that, if those merits are refined by oneself, how much will the cultivation base be improved?

Thinking of this, the corners of Wu Chu's lips twitched slightly, feeling a little distressed.

Although he doesn't know exactly how much merit he has, but he has been in this world for so long and has invented so many things. If all the merit he has gained is injected into a certain spiritual treasure, he will definitely be able to get one that is at least a top-grade one. Merit Lingbao!

Wu Chu felt that this was the most conservative estimate. After all, among the virtuous and spiritual treasures he got, Yibao was not counted, and there were four middle-grade ones alone, Langhao brush, rice paper, building boat, and dock.Although building a ship and a pier, this made him a little puzzled.

These meritorious treasures brought him many merits.And the most impressive time was when Yibao became a spiritual treasure of meritorious deeds.

But now, these are all cheaper than this spiritual root.

Although he knew that the recovery of this spiritual root would be of great help to him, it would be a lie to say that he didn't feel distressed at all.

Even if this sacred tree has a more intimate connection with him.

Working hard for half my life, once I return to the pre-liberation period, I will feel sorry for everyone!

But looking at the criss-crossed purple divine patterns above the sky, Wu Chu finally got some comfort.I just don't know, can this stop the dragon's attack?

Wu Chu estimated that this might be difficult!If it could be stopped, Taoist Ziyu would not have died with that green dragon back then.

Tsk!It seems that if the wandering plan is started at that time, this spiritual root must be brought with it.But how can I bring it on?I don't know the art of heaven and earth.

Thinking of this heaven and earth spell, Wu Chu couldn't help but look towards the building below.

On the deck of the building boat, the two seniors were still in meditation. A floating cloud floated in the mid-air, and the position was obviously a bit low. On the pier where the building boat was, it cast a shadow, blocking Lie Yang from seeing the two seniors. exposure.

Wu Chu estimated that this was Hong Yun's handwriting.

After glancing at Fuyun, Wu Chu looked at Zhen Yuanzi not far from Hongyun.

Immortal Zhenyuanzi has a magic technique that is hidden in the universe. It is said that this technique was taught to him by the ancestor Yangmei.I just don't know if he has learned this trick at this time?

If he has learned it, is he willing to teach it?

Wu Chu shook his head, said 'yin' silently, and then saw the purple divine lines on the sky, which disappeared in an instant, and the sky returned to its original azure blue.

Sensing the connection between his own mind and the Shenmu, Wu Chu's lips raised slightly, lost in the east, and harvested in Sangyu.Is it not a blessing if you lose your horse?

With these self-comforts, Wu Chu turned and went back to the main hall, thinking about inventing something so that he could get some merit.

After much deliberation, Wu Chu had no choice but to ask Yibao, "Yibao, is there any invention that we can do now but haven't? I want to make some merits now."

Yibao jumped from his shoulders to the table and counted with his fingers, "Basic clothing, food, shelter, music, chess, calligraphy and painting, among them there are only 'Xing' and 'Qin', we have never done it. But 'Xing' is definitely not good, Going out may not necessarily meet opportunities. So..."

"You mean, let's start making musical instruments?" Wu Chu shook his head, "I don't think the qin is good either, the Great God Fuxi may have already made a five-stringed qin."

"If you don't try, how do you know? You can't make the four great inventions!"

"This, it's not impossible! We have already developed papermaking, as well as compass and printing. Do you know the formula for gunpowder?"

"Master, in order to collect some merit, you are no longer a human being!"

These words were used by Wu Chu to complain about Yibao before, but now Yibao seized the opportunity and returned the exact words, complaining about Wu Chu as the master.

"Girl, please pay attention to your wording, it's not big or small!"

Wu Chu poked her little head with his fingers.

Yibao held his head, pretending to be humming...

Wu Chu rolled his eyes, and said: "Forget it, let's leave a way for the younger generation, make musical instruments and make musical instruments! It's good to cultivate your sentiment."

"Master, you have already blocked the way of many great sages of the younger generation."

Wu Chu squinted at her, and said with a smile, "Is it fun to hate me? Just say it! Do you want merit?"

"miss you!"

"That's so much nonsense!"

"But didn't you say that many things are produced now, it is very inappropriate! For example, printing, who will use it? Could it be that stories will be published for the prehistoric creatures?"

Wu Chu touched his chin, nodded and said, "This is a good idea."

"..."

Seeing Yibao open his mouth, Wu Chu smiled and said, "Okay, just kidding, the prehistoric world is too vast, how will the release story be pushed? Let's be more practical!"

"And that gunpowder..."

"I'll tell you, you're serious."

Yibao giggled, and handed the phone to Wu Chu, "What kind of musical instrument do you want to make? I think the easiest and easiest to make are flute and flute."

"Then let's make this flute! Playing the flute always feels a bit too..."

"Master, you are so dirty! Hehe..."

Chapter 82 Flute and Guqin, Nosy

Finding bamboo, punching holes... After a series of operations, the hole film is the best solution. You only need to tear off the film on the bamboo wall inside the big bamboo joint.

Of course, there was no need for Wu Chu to do things like punching holes in the bamboo, and Xiao Yueling happily helped him complete it.

The most troublesome thing is to punch holes. Bamboo is not like copper pipes. The material of copper pipes is the same, but the material of each bamboo is different, and the distance between holes cannot be generalized.

So it needs to keep trying.

I don't know how many times I tried and how many bamboos were scrapped. When the night fell, Wu Chu finally got a satisfactory bamboo flute. The whole body is green and smooth like jade. The most important thing is that the sound quality is very clear and crisp.

Master Tiandao bestowed another ray of merit when Wu Chu stumblingly played the "Shepherd's Song" with this flute.

However, there are not many merits and virtues, it is just that three merits and deities appear on this flute.Compared with the merits he lost, this merit can only be described as a drop in the bucket.

And this also made Wu Chu somewhat doubt whether the Great God Fuxi hadn't invented the banjo yet.After all, they are all musical instruments. It is impossible for every musical instrument to have merit, right?

In order to prove this idea, Wu Chu used two pieces of bamboo to make an allegro, and turned into a storyteller on the spot, "Lang lang lang, lang lee lang... Today I will tell you a story about the general trend of the world. A long time must be divided, and a long time must be divided..."

Xiao Yueling looked confused, while Yibao hugged her little belly and laughed.

As a result, no merit comes down at all.

This can't help but make Wu Chu wonder if he made this allegro by himself without any technical content. Master Tiandao felt that he was a little perfunctory and refused to respond?

Find time to build a guitar?But think about it, the guitar, in this prehistoric world, does seem quite out of harmony.Let's make Guqin directly!Wouldn't this be the way to know whether or not I have the wool of the Fuxi Great God?

It's just that compared with the flute, the production of the guqin is obviously infinitely more troublesome.

The selection of materials for the body and strings is the most troublesome thing.

If it was on the earth, the strings could be purchased directly, but in this world, Wu Chu couldn't think of what is better to use to make the strings.

It would be great if we could find silkworms, Wu Chu thought to himself, in this way, not only the matter of the strings would be solved, but even silk and satin would be available.

And the silkworms in this mythical world are also innate!Will the robe made of the spit out silk become a spiritual treasure of merit?

Wu Chu couldn't help thinking about it, and he didn't come back to his senses until Xiao Yueling asked him to have dinner.

When practicing at night, Wu Chu discovered that after connecting his mind with the Shenmu, he gained much more than he imagined.

Before he could take any action, the spiritual energy of the surrounding world rushed towards him like a tide, and in a blink of an eye, his body was wrapped in a cocoon of spiritual energy.

That night, he found that his cultivation speed had increased by at least ten times compared to before, and he finally didn't have the same dream as before, and he didn't know if it was because of this sacred tree.

After one night, his middle dantian was filled with colorful mist.Then the colorful things moved towards the surrounding acupoints, and began to occupy those checkpoints on the narrow path.

……

Time passed by quietly like this.

From the scorching summer with the fragrance of lotus to the golden harvest season in the mountains, Wu Chu's life is still monotonous, but not boring. He has gradually gotten used to this kind of life.

Habits are indeed terrible things.He never even thought of going to the vast world outside to take a look, and lived in this purple jade mountain every day, leisurely.

The two seniors sitting cross-legged on the building boat were still in the state of enlightenment, and Wu Chu didn't know how long they would stay in this state.

For these prehistoric and long-lived species, closing a closed gate, realizing a Tao, hundreds, thousands, or even tens of thousands of years in the blink of an eye, are all basic exercises.

Wu Chu even thought that it would be best if they could continue to retreat here until the dragon of the Dragon Clan led his troops.

At that time, they will not stand by and watch!No matter how bad it is, it is always possible to run with them!

Of course, this kind of thinking is a bit too ideal, and he can't put his hope on this illusory possibility, he still has to continue to study his wandering plan.

As for the banjo, he had tried countless kinds of wood in the past two months, and after searching around, he still used a piece of purple jade godwood as the body of the piano.

The prehistoric time is one or two months, and the earth's time is decades.After decades of immersion and polishing, Wu Chu felt that his piano-making skills were already very superb.

After trying to make countless violins, Ziyu Shenmu Shuxin is the best violin body material he can choose.

As for the strings, he also tried many kinds. At first, he twisted hemp silk into twine, and then asked Xiao Yueling to find some metal minerals, and asked her to extract the metal from these metal minerals with magic power, and pull them into silk threads.

In the end, I even tried spider silk, wrapped hemp silk outside the spider silk and twisted it into a thread, and added spider silk to the metal thread, etc., but the results were not satisfactory.

In the end, Xiao Yueling pulled out a few hairs and used her hair to make strings.

Wu Chu was quite satisfied with the final banjo.In terms of sound, it is much stronger than the guqins made by the master violin makers in those videos.

Of course, the reason is more because of the material problem.He had to admit this, after all, there was no spiritual material to choose from on earth.

However, after the banjo was made, it did not gain any merit.

It can be seen from this that Fuxi is already a master of rhythm.

But this also confirmed Wu Chu's original idea from the side. Inventing and manufacturing other types of musical instruments can still get some meritorious rewards, although not many.

As for that allegro...

Wu Chu admitted that this is indeed a bit too hasty!

……

While Wu Chu and Xiao Yueling were happily storing food for the winter, the two seniors on the boat finally woke up from the state of enlightenment.