longevity of self-cultivation

Leaving aside what Mo Changsheng found under the little golden snake's body, the three longevity pills have already been given away, and the prescription of the longevity pill was also dedicated to the sect.

Although he only got the reward of being exempted from the mission of the sect for ten years, to Mo Changsheng, these rewards are better than nothing, and some are better than nothing.

Of course, judging from the amount of spirit stones he spent in cultivating the five spirit roots, Mo Changsheng still needs to think of ways to earn more spirit stones.

"It's done, it's done!"

Mo Changsheng was still painting in the small valley, and the more than 300 craftsmen, jewelers, and embroiderers were busy working in the area surrounded by the small valley, when Pei Shisan came running over with a dark face and holding a purple hairpin.

"It's done, look at Changsheng!"

Pei Shisan held the purple hairpin in his hand and shot an aura at it. The purple hairpin, which was originally one palm long, instantly flew into the air, becoming a full foot long, and obediently flew to Pei Shisan's feet.

Pei Shisan stood on top of the purple hairpin, and the purple hairpin suddenly rose into the sky!

Mo Changsheng squinted his eyes, looked up, and saw Pei Shisan stepping on a purple hairpin, and under the purple hairpin, there was a colorful auspicious cloud, and behind Pei Shisan was a golden light group, covering Pei Shisan The three of them are incomparably mysterious.

Of course, if the person above the purple hairpin was a woman, it would appear even more holy and holy.

Pei Shisan slipped around in the formation in the small valley, then landed on the ground, took the purple hairpin in his hand, and ran towards Mo Changsheng: "I only thought that this color-changing formation could only It's only for decoration, but now I know that this color formation is also very useful!" Pei Shisan said excitedly, "With this formation, when we travel in the future, we won't be afraid that others will see our spiritual roots! "

What Pei Shisan said was true.

A monk's spiritual root will not only dominate the skills that a monk can practice, but when a monk controls a flying magic weapon, if he doesn't bother to cover it up, the light of his spiritual power will also reveal his spiritual root.

For example, a cultivator with a single fire spirit root, when manipulating the flying sword, if he refuses to consume spiritual power to cover it up, a red light will appear under the flying sword.

And like Mo Changsheng's five spirit roots, colorful lights will appear under the flying spirit weapon, which is really beautiful.Of course, others will know it as a waste spirit root at the first sight.

Mo Changsheng looked at Pei Shisan's happy expression, and couldn't help but strike: "As long as you are willing to spend spiritual power or spirit stones to cover it, even other flying artifacts can hide the monk's spiritual roots. Our batch of flying artifacts can This is to attract people, but it is impossible to attract people who are willing to spend a lot of money to buy this method. Thirteen, don't forget that the object that is inlaid with talismans and uses the power of talismans to replace the monk's spiritual power to control the flying magic weapon is the the most important."

Today's flying instruments can only be driven by the spiritual power input by the cultivator who uses them, which means that once the monk is exhausted, he can't even use the flying instrument to escape.

Therefore, the method of using the power of talismans to replace monks' uninterrupted input of spiritual power for flying magic weapons has not been thought of by craftsmen for tens of thousands of years.Just using a talisman instead has disadvantages, that is, when using a talisman, the spiritual power stored in the talisman will be exhausted at some point, and the flying magic weapon will stop abruptly, and it is not uncommon for it to fall from midair.

"Although Changsheng, the 'alarm clock' you suggested using the wind array method is very interesting. Once the time is selected, the 'alarm clock' will go off. It is not impossible to use this method on the flying magic weapon, but," Pei said. Shisan was extremely embarrassed, and spread his hands and said, "But, how to use it? I always feel that the clock and watch that is similar to a sundial must be able to be used on a flying magic weapon, but how to borrow it? I have been thinking about it for a few days. not come out."

Mo Changsheng's brows jumped, and he gritted his teeth and said: "If you can't figure it out, go back and continue thinking! Didn't you borrow a lot of weird refining books from the Library Pavilion? Just look for it from there! You must find it! If you can't find it, you will find it." Use your brain to come up with something that can remind monks when the talismans are almost exhausted!"

Pei Shisan ran away with his head in his arms, and went back to continue thinking.

Mo Changsheng put down his pen, sighed, and took a look at the "alarm clock" that came out of his butterfly.

In ancient times, the way to tell the time was nothing more than relying on sundials, water leaks, hourglasses, etc., or like him in Mojia Village, directly looking up at the sky, looking at the position of the sun, and estimating the time.Even in the realm of comprehension, these methods are still retained.

Mo Changsheng was quite unaccustomed to this, so when he saw the wind array in the book, he thought of using the wind array to drive the hands on the clock, so that the hands would circle around.

How to make it, of course, is up to Pei Shisan to think about it, and Mo Changsheng just "sits and enjoys it", and got a clock that Pei Shisan refined on the surface similar to the words engraved on the sundial.

Although it is quite crude, there is only one pointer on it, and Mo Changsheng is very pleased.Especially when Pei Shisan made the "timing" function, Mo Changsheng believed in Pei Shisan's talent in refining weapons even more.

Mo Changsheng thought about it for a while, and felt that after Pei Shisan was oppressed by him just now, he would definitely think of a way to use the "alarm clock" method on the flying magic weapon when he went back, so he picked up the paintbrush again and planned to continue to draw a few sets The beautiful and fairy-like women's clothes I had seen on TV in my previous life, and when I brought them to the embroiderer to embroider, I accidentally received a summons from a paper crane.

Mo Changsheng stretched out his index finger, condensed a little spiritual power and clicked on the paper crane, and the paper crane opened its mouth to speak: "Brother Wei is outside Changsheng's cave, I wonder if Changsheng has the time to drink and talk with brother Wei? Brother Wei got a new pot Baiguo brew, specially brought to drink with longevity."

The person who called himself "Brother" was not Mo Changyou, but Zhuge Yao, a disciple of the master Pu Yuanzi.

Pu Yuanzi didn't like Mo Changsheng very much, but his disciple Zhuge Yao felt that Mo Changsheng was a person worthy of friendship, and would rather give up the prestige of a monk who established the foundation, and often came to talk to Mo Changsheng as a brother.

Mo Changsheng also found it strange before, but after seeing Zhuge Yao a lot, he knew that although Zhuge Yao was very interested in power and wanted to succeed his master as the master, he also had the free and easy style of sword repair. Power is not so persistent, and he has never bullied others when interacting with others.Only then did Mo Changsheng approve of this friend.

Seeing Zhuge Yao coming to see him now, Mo Changsheng simply went to the outside of the formation to pick him up.

But he saw Zhuge Yao standing with his sword in his hand, his sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and his appearance imposing. He looked at him with a smile on his face.

"Changsheng is still so polite. Why don't you give me a jade card for entering and exiting your cave, so that I can come to Changsheng to spend the night and have a talk with him, and then fall asleep."

When Zhuge Yao said this, he also had an upright face. The corner of Mo Changsheng's mouth twitched, and he turned sideways and said, "Master Zhuge, please come in."

Zhuge Yao walked into the valley and said, "Changsheng is still too reserved. I said earlier that you can just call me elder brother. After you and I drink some minced fruit wine, Changsheng can let go."

However, it turned out that after drinking, the one who let go was not Mo Changsheng, but Zhuge Yao.

Zhuge Yao's nature is extremely bold, but as the head disciple and the possible next head candidate, Zhuge Yao has to be strict in everything in front of others.Only after drinking, will you be moved by your heart.

For example, at this moment, Zhuge Yao said that he took Baiguo wine to drink with Mo Changsheng, but in the end he only poured a glass of wine for Mo Changsheng, and the rest of the wine went into his own stomach to feed the wine worms.

After the pot of wine was exhausted, Zhuge Yao took off his outer robe, lightly tore off his inner garment, exposing a little skin, drew his sword and started dancing in the small valley.

Not to mention, Zhuge Yao felt that dancing the sword alone was boring, so he directly threw the sword at Mo Changsheng and said, "Changsheng, come together!"

Mo Changsheng didn't want to dance swords with drunk people, in order to avoid hurting himself, especially when the other party was a big realm higher than him.

"No, I will paint with you. You should dance better."

Mo Changsheng took a roll of the paintings of the women's clothes, put them away, re-laid the paper and ground it, and began to paint.

It's just that Mo Changsheng first learned this hand-painting skill in his previous life, but it was only for leisure. In this life, he learned it from a mortal master for a few years.He is good at drawing mostly pictures of flowers and birds and maids who make money. For drawing men... Mo Changsheng has neither experience nor interest.

So after Zhuge Yao danced for a long while, he pulled up a chic sword flower, looked back, and saw that Mo Changsheng had just drawn a full moon on the drawing paper.

Zhuge Yao felt a little drunk, and he was dissatisfied on the spot: "Isn't it because Changsheng dislikes my brother's appearance and vulgar appearance, why is he so reluctant to draw for my brother on this paper?"

Mo Changsheng rubbed his nose, and could only say, "Let's draw. Uncle, let's continue dancing the sword."

Zhuge Yao continued to dance with his sword.

Mo Changsheng wrote the pen, but he drew a man who was somewhat similar to Zhuge Yao.

With the same sword eyebrows and star eyes as Zhuge Yao, but with a completely different temperament.Compared with Zhuge Yao's upright spirit, the people in Mo Changsheng's works are both righteous and evil. Although they are ordinary sword dancers, the killing intent is vividly drawn.

Taking a closer look, Zhuge Yao's skin is snow-white, but the person in this painting has bronze-colored skin.

Under the open clothes, the muscles are tight and seductive.

After Mo Changsheng finished writing, he burst out laughing.

When Zhuge Yao sobered up, he couldn't laugh or cry when he looked at the painting.

"This is not possible. Changsheng said that he wanted to paint for me. But who is the person in this painting? Why don't I recognize it?"

Mo Changsheng felt that he was at fault, and he didn't know what he was thinking when he drew the picture, so he drew such a man, so he had to say: "Then I will draw a few more small portraits for my uncle, and then stick them on the revolving lantern, how about it? "

"This idea is very good." Zhuge Yao immediately agreed, and then lowered his head to study Mo Changsheng's painting, pointing to the naked waist of the person in the painting under his clothes and said curiously, "Why did Changsheng paint him here as a painting?" Like this? It's weird, but...it seems very nice."

Mo Changsheng cleared his cough. It's hard to say that the place Zhuge Yao pointed to was the so-called "mermaid line" in later generations, which is why it looked extraordinarily bewitchingly beautiful, so he hurriedly rolled up the scroll.

Seeing this, Zhuge Yao didn't ask any more questions, just thinking that when he had a baby in the future, maybe he could transform his body into the appearance in the painting.Although he didn't know what it was, but...it looked really pretty.

"Is it true that Changsheng is going to the Saiqihui in three months?" Zhuge Yao put away his thoughts and asked, "Have you packed up all the things for the Saiqihui? Are you going to go alone with that Shisanlang?" ? Can you be a little brother, who is also very interested in Sai Qihui."

Mo Changsheng knew that Zhuge Yao had come to serve as bodyguards for the two of them, so he didn't refuse immediately, so he made an appointment with Zhuge Yao to go to the Sai Qihui together, and Zhuge Yao left.

Three months passed in the blink of an eye.

Mo Changsheng and Pei Shisan almost fainted during the past three months.

There were a lot of strange things at the Saiqi meeting, and the things the two of them prepared were not the latest, so they planned to win by quantity, relying on the large quantity and good-looking appearance, it would be better to sell more spirit stones to enrich their purses.

Fortunately, in addition to the busy work of the two of them, more than 300 mortal servants were invited to help in the small valley. The things Mo Changsheng and the others prepared quickly filled several storage bags.

After the two of them packed up their things, Pei Shisan went back to his own bamboo building next to him, leaving Mo Changsheng lying on the roof basking in the moon, and next to him was a box containing a small golden snake - Mo Changsheng always felt that basking in the moon was For an elegant thing, the little golden snake should also be touched by this elegance.

He was really tired these three months, and he didn't want to move.

So even when he found that the little golden snake was awake, Mo Changsheng just supported his head with one hand, and glanced at the little golden snake, "Are you awake? But still a little drunk?" He wrinkled his nose and sniffed, but he could still smell a little It smells like fenugreek.

Lord Jiaolong didn't know that he was thrown into the box by Mo Changsheng, he was dizzy, and just about to crawl towards Mo Changsheng, he tripped over the box with a "click".

Master Jiaolong looked back drunkenly, regardless of the pain, he continued to crawl towards Mo Changsheng, until Mo Changsheng had to free a hand to hold him, Master Jiaolong stopped in his tracks, cheerfully " Hiss" up.

"Eternal life! I'm about to transform into a human form! Are you happy? Are you happy?"

Mo Changsheng pinched the little golden snake and smiled slightly: "You are very happy."

Lord Jiaolong really didn't hear anything wrong, he hissed and said, "I knew Changsheng would be happy for me! I knew Changsheng would start to like me when I became a human!"

"..." Mo Changsheng really didn't know where this conclusion came from, so he had no choice but to stop talking and yawned a little at the same time.During these days, he and Pei Shisan were really exhausted.If he hadn't practiced already, he would probably have fallen ill by now.

Lord Jiaolong was really happy, "hiss" said to himself for a long time, then he gave Mo Changsheng a shy look, and said with a low "hiss", "Changsheng can draw a picture for me? If you want a portrait of a man, handsome, unrestrained, heroic, virtuous tree facing the wind, Xiaoxiao solemn... In short, whichever kind of man Changsheng likes, just draw a portrait of that kind of man for me."

Mo Changsheng was already extremely tired, so he yawned again. Thinking about tomorrow's schedule, he felt sleepy—his body was not fully recovered, and after going to the doctor, he still said that he was not suitable for cultivation for the time being.So Mo Changsheng couldn't rest through practice, so he had to rest through sleep.

"Painting?" Mo Changsheng failed to notice Little Golden Snake's expectations, and rarely heard what Little Golden Snake said, and said wearily, "How about a few days? After a few days, when I'm free, I'll draw for you." ..."

"But, but I'm going to sleep now, and then wait to transform into a human form!" Master Jiaolong saw Mo Changsheng's exhaustion, twisted his body, and wanted to go up and bite Mo Changsheng - so that Mo Changsheng could fight The spirit came, "Chang Changsheng, I will bite you, can you draw a picture for me? This picture... is very important..."

Mo Changsheng was really tired, and was annoyed by the little golden snake. He didn't quite understand what the little golden snake wanted such a portrait to do, so he had to sit on the roof and take out of his storage bag the painting he painted under the moonlit night three months ago. A portrait with only three and four quarters of Zhuge Yao was taken out.

"Here, this man is very good..."

Before Mo Changsheng could speak, he was suddenly overwhelmed by the coercion released by the little golden snake.

He could only watch the little golden snake attack suddenly, as if in a rage, two claws sprouted from under the smooth snake's body, tearing the portrait to pieces in an instant, falling on the roof and the ground like snowflakes.

"It's him again, it's him again!" The little golden snake was only as long as chopsticks, but it forcibly pressed Mo Changsheng on the roof. Its claws tore open Mo Changsheng's clothes, and the little golden snake opened its mouth right on the collarbone of the person underneath. Shang Shang took a hard bite, "Changsheng, I hate you!"

Mo Changsheng was stunned for a long time before he realized that the little golden snake had fallen asleep again lying on his chest.

He slowly sat up straight, and threw the harmless-looking little golden snake aside, unwilling to take another look.

Mo Changsheng wiped off the blood beads on his collarbone expressionlessly, straightened his clothes, and was about to ignore the little golden snake, when he suddenly discovered that the meridians in his body that were blocked and unable to cultivate had been unblocked. After a circle of spiritual power, he knew that his body had recovered.

He has been able to practice as usual.