Greed is greed, but Feng Tianzong is not prepared to touch these things brought back by Yihonglou. He still has a bit of arrogance as an immortal cultivator in his heart, and he cannot give them to these women for the first time.

After all, they are all fallen flowers and willows. How can they pick up the tattered shoes worn by others when they themselves are dignified immortal cultivators? They are still worn-out shoes that I don’t know how many people have worn.

With his status as a dignified immortal master, those ladies of the world, Xiaojiabiyu, can just come with a few clicks of their fingers, and they can have as many as they want?

He immediately waved his hand and said: "Forget it tonight, I still need to meditate and practice. You all go down. Get some rest early. I will teach those little girls tomorrow."

"Master, why don't you let Ying'er and Yun'er stay? It would be nice to have someone by your side to take care of you when you get up at night." Aunt Lan said softly, and while speaking, handed Ying'er and Yun'er a wink.

The two girls stepped forward very obediently and hugged Feng Tianzong's arms. Yun'er said softly: "Master, the slave family also knows that my humble concubine Pu Liu is not worthy of the master. They just want to serve the master well and repay the master for saving us." The kindness that goes out of the sea of ​​suffering.”

"Okay, then let's sleep on the small couch outside tonight." He still overestimated his own strength, and he really couldn't bear to refuse such a soft-spoken girl begging to serve him.

"It is absolutely necessary to be soft-hearted. You must learn from the lesson and never do the same thing next time. Immortal cultivators also need to go through the world of mortals to refine their hearts. How can I refine my heart if I have never experienced it? So I am doing this for the sake of cultivation. Yes, just for the sake of cultivation." Feng Tianzong explained to himself.

Yun'er was obedient and slept outside, while Ying'er slept at the foot of Feng Tianzong's bed. There was a small wooden step here, and Ying'er took a quilt and slept here.

Feng Tianzong didn't have the habit of getting up at night, so he slept until dawn. When he got up, Ying'er was already kneeling under his bed holding a chamber pot in both hands, waiting for him to relieve himself.

Yun'er also walked in with a basin of warm water, wetted the towel, and gently wiped his face.

After the personal hygiene was completed, the two women began to dress him. "Master, Aunt Lan said breakfast has been prepared. When do you want to eat?"

What does it mean to open your mouth and stretch out your hands when food comes? This is that Feng Tianzong has traveled to this world for twenty years and finally felt the decadent life of the world's ruling class.

He actually thought it was good, degenerate, so depraved.

This was the first time for Feng Tianzong to be served for dinner. These women were all the top names in the brothel, and they still had at least some good eyesight. If Feng Tianzong's eyes stayed on any dish for more than two seconds, someone would take the initiative to pick it up.

Yun'er took a spoon at the side and scooped up a mouthful of chicken soup, put it to her mouth and blew it gently. After Feng Tianzong swallowed a mouthful of rice, she immediately handed it to his mouth.

It's quite unaccustomed to have someone serve you like eating and dressing. However, when Lan'er asked him if he would follow this standard in the future, he did not refuse.

After finishing the meal, the women still wanted to get close to him.

Feng Tianzong waved his hand and refused with great perseverance: "Okay, don't hang around me. It's your biggest credit to teach those little girls outside well."

After driving away these women who wanted to mess with his mind, Feng Tianzong returned to the workroom alone. Wenwen Township is the Tomb of Heroes, and he originally planned to live in the Tomb of Heroes for the rest of his life.

But the emergence of territory and taxation was like a ray of light, illuminating his originally bleak road to immortality. He still had to go on this road.

The most powerful method of the Puppet Sect is puppetry. The puppets created with secret techniques can possess a certain degree of wisdom. It is said that the sect ancestor's most powerful puppet is comparable to the dragon clan.

The primary puppet technique can possess the primary combat power of the Qi refining stage. Feng Tianzong had been in the sect for so many years and had several puppets, but he had sold them all in order to return to ordinary life.

There are two ways of fighting in the Puppet Sect. One is to sacrifice a natal puppet, which is like a magic weapon and improves with the improvement of personal cultivation. The advantage is that the combat effectiveness is strong, and the puppet's combat effectiveness is stronger than the person.

It's just that it takes a lot of time to refine this kind of natal puppet to be promoted, so there is no time to refine more puppets.

Another way is to use a large number of puppets to increase combat effectiveness. This kind of puppet does not need to be refined after being created, so it naturally cannot improve its combat effectiveness. If it breaks, it must be remade. One person is a Taoist soldier.

They accumulate a large number of puppets on weekdays and release them all at once during battle. Their combat effectiveness is very powerful, far more powerful than their own puppets. However, this kind of combat effectiveness requires huge resources to support. And every time the cultivation level is improved, the puppets in the hands need to be replaced on a large scale.

What's worse is that after a high-intensity battle, the puppets accumulated over dozens or hundreds of years may be wiped out in one fell swoop. Strong combat effectiveness cannot last long.

It's not that there are people who take both paths at the same time, but most of these people are mediocre. Their natal puppets' combat effectiveness improves slowly, and the number of other puppets is not enough.

However, Feng Tianzong has made up his mind to take both paths at the same time. It takes a lot of time to refine the natal puppet, so ordinary puppet sect monks can only refine one. But now he has immortality in sight and plenty of time. If a large number of natal puppets can be sacrificed at the same time, what kind of combat effectiveness will they have?

One for ten? One for a hundred? One ride is worth a thousand? Ten thousand enemies? It seems it can be done. Just thinking about it, you can see an extremely bright future.

"Well, a journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step, and a great future begins today. Let's take the first step today and build a wooden puppet first."

Feng Tianzong picked up a piece of ironwood and started making a puppet. Ironwood is the best material for making puppets in the mortal world.

The most important aspects of puppetry are power and intelligence.

The power of the puppet determines the upper limit of the puppet's combat power and the endurance time, and the intelligence determines how much the puppet can exert its own ability.

Wood is the most suitable material for primary puppetry because it is cheap and you don't feel bad if it breaks.

The morning passed quickly, and in front of Feng Tianzong was a 1.8-meter-tall ironwood puppet, which was also fireproofed.

It weighs 200 kilograms and can exert 300 kilograms of strength. Its intelligence is probably about the same as that of a dog.

Its combat power is so-so. It should be no problem to confront a cultivator of the first or second level of Qi Refining head-on. Of course, the premise is that the cultivator does not use magic tools or talismans.

In the world of immortal cultivation, this kind of low-level puppet is just a consumable, just like a toy, used to consume the opponent's mana. Wanting to defeat the opponent is really a pipe dream, speed is the biggest disadvantage.

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