Waste wood knows everything

After Yun Mo finished the task and returned to Linguan Peak, he saw Siran squatting under the most lush tree in front of his cave, with his head down, staring at the ground.

This tree is as thick as three or four people hugging each other, and the branches are full of green sprouts, making Siran under the tree very small.

After Xie Rongqing brought Siran here, he left not long after, leaving Siran standing alone on Linguan Peak.

As Yunmo's residence, Linguan Peak can be described as "inaccessible".

Although most of Jianzong's inner disciples live alone in a small peak, it is rare to have people-avoiding buffs like Linguan Peak, most of which are due to Yun Mo's own personality.

Compared with other sword cultivators, he seems to dislike socializing with others, but he is not indifferent. If someone wants to discuss swords, needless to say, everyone can just go up to the peak and fight with their swords.

The title of peerless genius of this generation of Jianzong's lineage includes the contributions of countless disciples of the same school who were beaten up to doubt their lives, and suitors who were bewitched by Yun Mo's face and who were rarely beaten in the name of asking for advice.

It was very cold on the mountain. After all, it was only early spring. After standing for a while, he felt a gust of cool air coming from all directions. He stomped his feet and simply squatted under a big tree to reduce the body surface area to avoid heat loss.

A small group of ants crawled crookedly under the tree. The ants were not small in size, with a little green color on their heads.

Siran has absorbed a lot of knowledge from precious books during this period, and he recognized it at a glance. This is a first-order blow ant, and I don't know if it is a relative of the blow fly in another world.

The green spot on the head of this kind of ant is actually the pigmentation left by the emerald stone mine for many years. Green head ants are not very useful to monks, but the emerald stone mine is a very useful first-order spiritual mine.

Places with green-headed ants are usually accompanied by emerald stone mines. I observed the size of these green-headed ants, and then used the treasure book to figure out the size of the entire ant colony. Small emerald mines exist.

The emerald stone is wood in nature and can be used as a spiritual object to activate his five elements.

Although the prices of these first-order spiritual objects are not high, but now he is sitting on the mountain and eating nothing, so he can save as much as he can.

Thinking of this, Siran couldn't help but follow the footsteps of the ants away. The ants suddenly scattered in the middle of the walk, and one by one they found cracks in the soil and couldn't wait to get in, and disappeared.

Siran was stunned for a moment, and saw Yun Mo walking slowly from not far away.

Ah, no wonder the ants were scared away.

Siran finally waited for the owner of this peak, he stood up and patted the dirt on the hem of his clothes, and said hello: "Hello, senior."

As he said that, he felt that his name was a bit strange.

Yun Mo is five years older than him, and his cultivation level is so much higher than his. According to the rules of the cultivation world, there is nothing wrong with calling him a senior.

It's just that the sword cultivator in front of me is very good-looking, young and handsome, and it's always a bit awkward to call seniors.

Yun Mo nodded slightly, and seeing Siran standing up, he turned around and walked forward.

He took Siran to the cave on the mountain wall, and said: "You choose a place near here, and I will open a cave for you."

Siran said in his heart, you sword cultivators are really too real, saying that a cave mansion is really a "cave" mansion.

As for choosing a place, what is there to choose? Which mountain wall is the smoothest and the most beautiful?

Siran stretched out his finger tremblingly, pointing feebly at the mountain wall next to Yunmo Cave Mansion: "Just here, you can see that its texture is smooth and charming, the stone wall is smooth but not dull, even the small green leaves growing on it The grass is also extraordinarily vibrant."

Yun Mo: "..."

Yun Mo drew out the pure black sword at his waist, first a ray of sword light flew, smashing the lush weeds and uneven trees in front of the stone wall that Siran had hand-picked, clearing out a fairly spacious open space, and then The cave was dissected.

The word dissection can describe Yun Mo's actions very vividly.

I saw him raising the sword with one hand, pointing the tip of the sword at the mountain wall, a strong spiritual power accumulated, exuding golden light, pouring out from the tip of the sword!

This scene, I have to say, is quite like the fireworks sticks I played with when I was a child.

Yun Mo is holding a firework stick, ah no, Yun Mo is holding a sword, the spiritual power at the tip of the sword is obviously sharp, he draws the sword in a semicircle, and at the same time, the spiritual power at the tip of the sword also explodes suddenly Come, not scattered, but more concentrated, as if turned into a high-temperature cutting gun.

The stone wall was as soft as a piece of tofu in front of the almost glowing golden spiritual power, and a large semicircle was cut off without any resistance.

No matter how he looked at the semicircle, he felt familiar, so he secretly glanced at the cave where Yun Mo lived next to him, and made gestures to measure the size of the two semicircles.

It's exactly the same, without any difference, even the slight arc has not changed at all.

Obsessive-compulsive disorder read a book to be satisfied!

Siran thought to himself, if there were more stone caves on this stone wall, so that they would pass neatly in rows, it would feel like living in a school dormitory.

After Yun Mo cut a semicircle, the spiritual power of the sword tip changed its shape and condensed into a circle.

He swung the sword lightly. It seemed that he didn't use much force, but he brought out a burst of terrifying power. The golden spiritual force scattered away, and the sword light pierced into the stone wall. the sound of!

Si Ran was about to cover his ears, but he found that a cool spiritual force had wrapped him up.

There is a little bit of gold in this spiritual power, which is clearly condensed by Yun Mo.

The spiritual power condensed by Yun Mo can well block the damage caused by the sound waves and explosion shock waves, and the dust churning in front of him is also blown away by a gust of breeze. What appears in front of Siran is a smooth inner wall, regular shape, every corner All polished extremely smooth high-end version of the cave.

Siran slowly opened his mouth wide.

He thought there was still follow-up work to be done. Who would have thought that such a perfect cave could be created just by blowing up the spiritual power. How can the manipulation of spiritual power reach the pinnacle! ?

Yun Mo took a closer look at the cave, and seemed to be very satisfied with his work, so he put away his sword and said, "How?"

"Perfect!" Siran gave a thumbs up, hesitated again, and whispered, "It's just... isn't there a door here?"

Is there no door?

Oh no.

It is also possible to install a stone gate on the cave, but compared to cutting a hole, this process is a bit more complicated.

Most of the caves on Jianzong's side choose a restriction that can block the line of sight. This restriction is not much worse than a door. Although high-level monks can ignore the restriction, they can also ignore the door.

Yun Mo didn't expect Si Ran to ask this question.

However, with Siran's cultivation in the Qi refining period, he must not be able to come into contact with such things as prohibition.

Restriction is essentially a formation, mostly used to block something, it can be sight, power, or even life.

Yun Mo calmly took out a compass that could carry formations, and in a few or two strokes he drew a sight-shielding restriction of the same type as his cave, and handed it to Siran: "This thing can block the line of sight. Can."

Siran took the compass with a complicated expression, and persuaded himself to accept the fact that he would live in a Mordor cave in the future: "Thank you."

He entered the cave with the compass and placed it on the ground, the patterns on the compass lit up for a moment.

Si Ran retreated outside the cave, only to see thick white mist covering the entrance of the cave, even if he used spiritual power to observe, he couldn't see the slightest thing inside the cave.

This thing is quite useful.

Yun Mo also seemed very satisfied with the compass: "Do you need to buy any other items?"

Siran asked, "For example?"

Yun Mo pondered for a moment: "Stone bed, stone bench, etc."

Siran hurriedly said: "No, no, actually..."

He touched the storage bag: "Actually, I seem to have brought some furniture with me."

Yun Mo: "...?"

Is he out of touch with outside monks?

It's all the rage these days... to pack furniture in storage bags?

Seeing that Siran entered the cave, Yun Mo hesitated for a moment, and he followed him in.

Then he saw Siran take out a huge carved crimson bed from the storage bag, and threw it on the ground with a bang.

Then there was another big bed, but it was dark yellow and about the same size, and it was placed side by side next to the previous big crimson bed.

After that, Siran seemed to rummaged through the storage bag, and finally took out a dark blue big bed of the same style, and placed them side by side again, artificially creating an extended version of the luxurious big bed.

After the bed was finished, Siran took out a small round table and two small round stools as if by magic, and also made a super large rocking chair and put it aside, the atmosphere in the whole cave suddenly changed .

It turned out that Sanpo's hoarding habit played a huge role, it was like a treasure hunt, he searched every storage utensil, and picked the corners and corners, and found a lot of things.

He put a bookshelf against the wall, got a small cabinet next to the bed, and placed a few bare flower pots on it. The deepest part of the cave was separated by a screen, and there were wooden barrels for bathing inside.

By the way, there are actually a group of ducklings painted on this screen, they are so cute and they look delicious.

Siran also turned over to an oversized table, which was placed on the far right as a dining table. As for the small round table, it can be used as a coffee table.

After putting all the furniture that could be placed, Siran spread all the mattresses in the storage utensils on the extra-large luxurious bed, brought out another bucket of dye, and painted the entire cave wall a warm light brown .

Siran didn't understand why there was a bucket of paint in the storage bag...

Yun Mo watched blankly as Siran dressed up the originally cold cave into this appearance, using the things in the storage bag he carried with him.

A surge of emotion that can be called shock rose in his heart.

People have their own strengths.

When Siran finished painting the last stone wall vigorously, he turned his head and found that Yun Mo was still standing here.

Yun Mo withdrew his gaze and nodded towards Siran: "Not bad."

Siran was at a loss.

good?What's good?

Is this a compliment to his interior decoration?

Siran tentatively said: "I still have a wooden bed here, do you need it?"

"..." Yun Mo was silent for a moment, "No need."

Seeing Siran's expression of regret, he paused, and Yun Mo explained: "I don't sleep in bed."

For sword cultivators, the time at night is usually spent in meditation.

Siran nodded his head to express his understanding. In fact, he meant that he had no real intention of giving the bed away. Whoever made everyone in this Jianzong live like an ascetic monk, one bed is used instead of one, and it is better to keep it. good.

Alas, who would have thought that one day this bed would become a consumable.

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