Longevity Story

"Get up and work! You rascals! Rice buckets! Who do you think is raising you rubbish?!"

Waving the long whip in his hand, the foreman, either intentionally or not, accidentally rubbed the end of the whip into a slave near the door.

"Ah..." A scream resounded in the damp, crowded dormitory, which was very useful to startle one after another thin and trembling numb souls, pulling them back from their short-lived dreams to cruel reality.

Fear catalyzed their very sluggish bodies that had just woken up from sleep, causing their hearts to start beating unnaturally, accelerating blood supply to the whole body.

"Hmph, a bunch of cheap bones. Today's task is to complete the construction of all the remaining stones. If anyone dares to delay the construction project... Hmph, I will definitely let him experience the feeling of dying."

After saying the cruel words, the vicious overseer no longer wanted to stay in this place full of fear and unease, so it became more and more damp and depressing, and turned away in disgust, ignoring the fact that he curled up because of his innocent whip. Young slaves trembling on the floor.

The overseer belongs to the minions of the "Master". In order to facilitate the management of the hundreds of slaves under him, he has naturally received some rewards and has some cultivation bases.

With a random whip, even if it only scratched a tiny bit, the young slave was left with terrifying wounds.

A wound like this, if it is an ordinary slave living in misery, this kind of wound can already sentence him to death, probably after the painful wound festering and high fever, and then being numbly searched by the experienced old slave beside him. Buried somewhere.

However, the slaves around him were already accustomed to this, and although they tried to avoid him and avoid hurting him again, they didn't pay much attention to it.

Originally, no matter how humble a young slave like this was, it was still the property of the masters, and no matter how arrogant the minions were, they would not dare to destroy them.

The reason why he dared to treat his master's property so rudely is because——

After the pain caused by the tearing of blood and flesh at first eased a lot, the young slave quickly gathered his mind, recited the orderly exercises in his mouth, activated the faint spiritual power in his body, desperately squeezed his potential, and recovered the wound.

Hemostasis, scabbing, healing, the whole process has been completed in a single stick of incense, ensuring the life of the young slave is worry-free.

Everyone has the right and qualification to practice, even the slaves at the bottom who are not granted human rights and freedom.

Slaves who have been given superficial exercises can have better recovery ability, physique, vigor, etc., can be comparable to cattle and horses, comparable to mechanical equipment, and can serve the masters at a lower cost.

As long as they are given low-level exercises, they are not afraid of not cultivating, unless they do not want to live in the harsh treatment and harsh living environment of the supervisors.

Under the operation of the mysterious exercises and formulas, the severe wounds were quickly healed to the extent that they did not affect their survival and labor.In the humiliation and repressed emotions, after the conflicting feelings of fear and hatred intertwined, when he walked out of the shack, only numbness and weakness remained on his face.

Their team of slaves belonged to the construction team of Chaoge City, and the exercises assigned belong to the type with specialized recovery ability, vigor, endurance, and hunger resistance. I heard that in order to make the slaves more obedient, they added between the lines. In order to allow practitioners to resolve their resentment, stabilize their state of mind, and cultivate their loyalty, their combat power has been deliberately cut or even weakened.

This kind of cultivation technique makes it impossible for practitioners to advance their cultivation and accumulate strength. They can only become more and more suitable as a coolie who builds stones and wood with the accumulation of practice time.

Ignoring the sadness, the slave boy hurriedly found his team and saw that others had already started to carry and polish stones. The vicious whip-wielding foreman stood listlessly aside, monitoring and looking for slackers.

The slave boy silently joined the heavy labor, picking up a polished half-human stone and carrying it on his shoulders, while the overseer just glanced at him from the corner of his eye and didn't pay any more attention to it.

This is because the recovery time of the slave boy is within his expected range, he is not lazy, and he does not need to work hard.

Every time he mobilizes this group of tool people, he will randomly choose a sacrifice to spread fear. He is very familiar with the situation that one person will join the queue behind for a while. This is a small skill passed down from generation to generation by the supervisor.

There is nothing wrong with the slave boy, there is no sin, he is just bad luck - bad luck was born in an uncivilized mountain tribe, bad luck was annexed by big merchants, bad luck became a slave, bad luck Today chose to rest under the whip of the overseer.

"Child...don't care so much." An old, dull, low voice sounded in the slave boy's ear, comforting him: "Next time, um, next time you rest, you can find a safe place in the back, and everyone will pamper you."

"...Well, thank you, Master Shu."

The slave boy gritted his teeth, straightened the stone on his shoulders, and responded in a low voice to the old man who took good care of himself with this action as a cover.

After all, the slave boy is a boy. He has no experience, and he does not know that the relatively dangerous position by the door is actually used by turns.

But the slave boy is not stupid. In the pain, he vaguely understood why his resting position shifted to the door every day, and he also knew in his heart that although the tree master was right, he would return sooner or later in the future. It's his turn.

Can't blame anyone, it's just their way of life as slaves.

Seeing that the expression of the slave boy was not relieved, the tree master sighed lightly and said nothing. Then he waved the bronze sledgehammer and chisel, and each hammer precisely cut off the irregular bumps on the stone-I heard that this action alone , said it has been going on for many years.

He has been a grindstone slave since he was very young. Until now, he is old and old, has not changed, and has continued. Until now, the slaves of the same age have gone crazy or died due to various reasons, and he is still chiseling stones.

It is like an old tree with rough and dry skin, so I don't know when it was called the old tree by other slaves.

In the eyes of the newly arrived slave boy, the old tree is like his future, a future that can be foreseen at a glance.

Slaves, whether it is ten years or a hundred years later, are still slaves, until the physical body collapses, or the spirit and soul collapse, until they return to the underworld in the afterlife of the great virtue...

Grinning his teeth and burying his thoughts, the slave boy was silent, turning around with the stone on his back, and at this moment—

【Boom-Boom-】

Huge vibrations came from the ground, and the construction site collapsed in an instant, starting all kinds of panic, and at the same time, a huge, towering and upright shadow shrouded overhead.The overseers and slaves couldn't care less about what they were doing, and hurriedly looked around.

I saw that, at some unknown time, in the open space not far from them, a huge, towering strange object suddenly appeared. It stood towering between the sky and the earth, blocking the light and covering them with shadows.

The slaves could see two figures suspended in the air under the huge shadow from a distance.

At a glance, it can be seen that they are two practitioners with extremely high cultivation, and they are real practitioners different from their slaves crawling on the ground.

And the only thing that can make the towering thing standing between the sky and the earth suddenly appear here is the magical power they cast.

Maybe [Moving Mountains and Seas]?Maybe it's [The Universe in the Palm]?

1049. Therefore, it is only an ideal for people to live in harmony with each other and between people and nature...

Jin Zha took out the giant mechanical tower from his sleeve and placed it on the open space. He looked up and down with some emotion and satisfaction, and looked up and down the hard work that he had spent in seclusion and refining during this period of time. He turned to the man in official robe beside him and said:

"This is what you ordered, brother-how, are you satisfied?"

"...Well, I didn't expect you to actually make it." The man in the official robe gave Li Jinzha a strange look, and then began to look at this strangely huge and towering tower: "This thing... It can really build me automatically. Want a building? How?"

"Of course it's true, but to be precise, it should be able to automatically build buildings that have blueprints and are smaller than themselves.

"Its operation is not completely self-disciplined, but needs to be controlled by several practitioners above the foundation." Jin Zha explained proudly:

"But this level is already wonderful and practical, isn't it? There has always been a direction of comprehension in building objects with objects and refining objects with objects, but there has been no progress.

To be honest, if my younger brother hadn't given me some ideas recently, so that I would no longer limit the size, integrity, aesthetics and other corners of the spiritual tool, I might have been really stuck by your conditions..."

When Jin Zha said this, he realized that he was off topic, so he turned and said:

"How is it? Senior brother, according to your promise, can you tell me the secret of the power problem of the wooden armored machine?"

The man in the official robe ignored Jin Zha's urging, just folded his arms around his chest and looked at the tower in front of him:

"The principle is very simple, the internal furnace refines the materials, grinds the building materials, and then the long arm of the organ precisely locates the place to build it.

"The need for manual debugging is because the internal spell formation is not spiritual enough to judge too complicated situations.

"Almost no high-ranked formations and materials are used, so there is no need for high-level cultivators to participate in the control.

"However, because of the large size, the loss of aura has also increased, but it seems that the purity of the aura is not too high?"

The man in the official robe muttered in a low voice, and thoughtfully evaluated Jin Zha's work.

After a while, some sighs summed up:

"It is indeed a style of refining that has never been seen before, and it is true that low-level refiners have the possibility of imitation as I requested... Just work with other low-level refiners to refine slowly."

"Hehe, right? Otherwise, even if I had the idea of ​​refining, I wouldn't be able to refine this big guy in such a short time." Jin Zha smiled proudly.

Some time ago, when he arrived at Chaoge City, he found a senior academy brother who was working in the court and asked about the power of the wooden armored weapons.

But his fellow apprentice brother categorically refused, but after all kinds of begging and all kinds of threats, his apprentice brother finally agreed with conditions.

The condition is to help it solve some work problems.

Therefore, this led to the direct and practical Jin Zha who decisively began to retreat and refine the equipment. During this period of time, he has been deaf to the outside world and focused on the refining furnace.

Therefore, hard work pays off for those who have a heart. Once the barrier is broken, the way of refining the tool is successful, only the name is short...

"Don't panic, don't panic, there are costs, construction periods, engineering safety, consumables..."

"Hehe, Senior Brother, or should I call you—Master Chief?" Jin Zha interrupted the long chanting of the man in the official robe, and sneered with some serious and sharp sarcasm: "How long have you been away from Wulong Mountain? This official push-hand procrastination technique is so consummate?

"Don't forget, I'm also the son of a local magistrate, and I'm not good at fooling around... Maybe the thing I want to know will reduce the need for secrecy over time? Or are you instructed to try your best to Delaying the spread of the news?"

"..." The man in the official robe looked at Jin Zha, whose tone was relaxed and comfortable, and his attitude changed instantly, and then he was slightly taken aback.

After a long while, he sighed in frustration, and then took action to set up restrictions around him, saying:

"Okay, Junior Brother Li is really smart, and he deserves to be a disciple valued by the dean. I admit that the order I received was indeed to delay the time as much as possible. After all, that kind of thing has already appeared in front of people, and it must not be kept hidden for long in broad daylight. The guys who are scheming at the core of the circle."

Having said that, Senior Brother Guanpao seemed to have made up his mind, looked directly into Jin Zha's eyes for knowledge, and then said seriously:

"Actually, the truth of this matter is not something you are interested in, and it is not worth your time to explore this truth from the practice of the Art of Refining.

"Are you sure you really want to know?"

Jin Zha was surprised when he heard the words: "How is it possible? You know me. How could I not want to know about the technological breakthrough in the refining direction...know..."

Suddenly, at this point, Jin Zha suddenly realized something.

He thought of a possibility, a possibility that he had misunderstood some prerequisites from the beginning...

"Heh, it seems that Junior Brother Li has thought of it." Senior Brother Guanpao gave a distressed smile and continued:

"It has solved the technical problems in the refining equipment, but its breakthrough is not necessarily the progress of the refining method.

"I don't know how many people in this world are left and right, and Junior Brother Li's experience and eyesight are still shallow, so it is inevitable to ignore it."

"What's the other way around? What did the Great Merchant Craftsman Division do with the core formation?" Jin Zha frowned.

"..."

The man in the official robe was silent at first, and then said calmly:

"Can't you think of it? It can make up for the poor effect of ordinary spirit gathering arrays, replace the limited consumption of spirit stones, quickly gather spirit energy from heaven and earth, and materials that can be seen everywhere..."

The bad premonition in Jin Zha's heart reached its peak at this moment.I heard the words of the official robe senior brother saying word by word:

"Is there any material more suitable than the [true spiritual body] of all spirits in this world?"

"[Live Sacrifice]?!" Jin Zha instantly understood the mystery, and then said in surprise, "You have added human pillars to the core formation?!"

Yes, there is nothing in this world that is more suitable for gathering spiritual energy than the spiritual body of a practitioner.

In the final analysis, the Spirit Gathering Array is nothing more than a "spiritual body imitation" made by many seniors who imitated the spiritual body of living beings, built their own yin and yang and five elements, and imitated the innate gossip, which is a degraded version of the spiritual body.

How could its efficiency be comparable to the genuine goods pinched by the innate powers like Nuwa Niangniang?

But, of course, there is a reason why [Living Sacrifice] was put on the sidelines.

To use a living person, erasing all emotions and six desires, banning three souls and seven souls, forcibly refining them into a part of a wooden armored machine weapon, and using it as a pillar of vision... In Jin Zha's eyes, this is simply insane!

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