technical type

[Please select the time, 5000 years, 6000 years, 7000 years, 8000 years...]

"5000."

My mood seems to become tense with time, like an illusion, I always feel that the waiting time is extremely long, and the bad feeling is intensifying, as expected.

Ji Mo's eyes went dark, and when the light appeared in front of him again, it was time to return.

It can survive 4000 years, but it can't survive 5000 years. The time interval of a thousand years is still too long!

Feeling so emotional, he felt heavy and tired again, and his soul entered the body, as if put on a heavy shackle, and returned to the world again.

The slight sense of unnaturalness made Ji Mo hesitate to move. He is old, his legs and feet are not good, and after sitting for a long time, his body feels numb, as if it is not his own.

[Main task: Silversmith. 】

[Current progress: the first stage of the exam - passed (grade: excellent). 】

Ji Mo smiled lightly. You don’t have to worry if the exam time spans over a thousand years. Basically, they are all excellent. The extra time later is not included in the total score. Additional points can further show that you are excellent, but here in the system, It's already a bit redundant.

It's as if the upper limit of professional knowledge points is not only up to 100, but the system calculates that it only reaches 100.If you go further, you can learn, but you will not enter the system calculation.

Calculated in this way, if you want to mix, it seems that you can also "mix" like "100 points are just right, no more points", and stop working hard after 100 points.

Ji Mo also had such lazy thoughts, but he didn't indulge himself afterwards, and who was he fooled by?system?No, just myself.

Many things may not be really interesting at the beginning of learning, just because the system tasks are like this, but you can really learn it. At the end, you have spent your whole life in it, and you can really say that you don’t want to learn it because you don’t score points. Yet?Once an interest is cultivated, it is not easy to give up.

It seems that Ji Mo now, when he is free, has materials in his hands, and he can also carve some small things, as if those have become a certain habit, not for making money, not for pleasing, not for entertainment, but just a living habit that must be full of time .

[Whether to carry out the second stage of study? 】

"no."

Is the second stage of silversmithing still making all kinds of jewelry and utensils?Will there be any new requirements and differences?

If he had tried the second and third ranks of the Beast Master, he might try it again, but after that he understood that the gap between the two adjacent worlds is not very big, unless he crosses several ranks, such as the astrologer Between the first level and the sixth level, what goes up is not only the power of the astrologer, but also the level of the world, which is simply the span of a mortal directly cultivating immortality.

That would be more attractive to Ji Mo, otherwise, a lifetime of hard work might be similar to this lifetime.

After experiencing such a world just now, another similar one, not to mention aesthetic fatigue, is indeed a little tired in my heart.

In contrast, new skills are always more exciting.

[Do you want to start learning the next skill? (You can keep the progress of the current task.)]

"Yes."

[I will leave the current world in a day, please handle your personal belongings properly, and it is forbidden to bring them with you.Heirs can be selected to inherit the current learning achievements. 】

Ji Mo didn't look at the countdown timer above, stood up, and stretched his waist. When doing this, his speed was not very fast, and he seemed to be able to feel the groans and groans from the stretched muscles and bones. old!

When he hit his back with his backhand, he could still touch his lower back, which gave him a little color. Although he didn't exercise much, he didn't seem to be very bad.

He is a relatively flexible old man.

In the mirror that comes with the inn, you can vaguely see the wrinkled smile on Ji Mo's face. The bronze mirror seems to have some kind of filter effect, which automatically lightens the spots, and those spots are gone. This smile can also be seen to be a bit lively.

A person's experience will be condensed into the eyes, the more bumpy and tortuous, the more colorful, the more deep and muddy, and the clarity of youth is no longer seen.

But there is still light in Ji Mo's eyes, as if he has always stayed at the age he traveled through, and he still has infinite expectations for the future.

Experienced in a lifetime, if a dream comes to the dew, wakes up when the sun rises, passing away can gather spiritual light, enlighten Su Hui, and wake up to the next life.

It was daylight.Pushing open the window, the light from outside the window came in unobstructed. Facing the light, I narrowed my eyes slightly, and everything in the courtyard became beautiful in the morning light.

"At my age, everything I see has a kind of hazy beauty, which is very good, very good."

Ji Mo felt the state of old age happily, without much sadness, in the warmth of the sun, with a smile on his face.

"Inheritance or something, that book is enough, the others..."

Ji Mo went downstairs, settled the rent, and asked Xiaoer to find a car, and drove him to choose the coffin himself, which was just a thin coffin.

When the coffin seller heard that he bought it for himself, he persuaded him a few more words and asked him to choose a better one.

"What's the use of a better one? Is it good to bury it in the land? If it's thinner, it will rot better in the next year. It's better to fertilize some weeds."

Hearing this, the coffin seller had nothing to say, and murmured: "Old man can take it easy."

"What cannot be opened is the place of life, and the cycle goes back and forth."

If the soul does not disperse, it is the same everywhere, and if it disperses, it is the same everywhere.

That body, the mortal body, is obtained from the parents of heaven and earth, and then returns to heaven and earth. One day, if the parents become fat, they may have another child. The energy that makes up the body is always in a cycle.

In this way, the cycle is immortal, or can it also be called immortal?

This level of thinking is a bit philosophical. Ji Mo didn't think it through himself, and he didn't tell anyone. Just a short sentence, it seems to be a text, and the coffin seller doesn't understand and doesn't take it seriously. With a smirk, he continued to ride in the car and told the driver to go forward.

"Where are you going?"

asked the coachman.

"From now on, let's go to sunset. When the time comes, choose a good place to watch the sunset. You stop the car and send me a message. I will spend money with you, and it will not waste your day."

Ji Mo negotiated with the driver.

Although the coachman thought this request was strange, he didn't say much. It was not for nothing that he relied on the money from others.

He hummed a song that he didn't know where, and let the car move forward slowly. He didn't walk much. In order to save animal power, when the sun was still high in the afternoon, he had already selected a good place to watch the sunset. Tell Ji Mo to get out of the car and just watch, he will stop here and wait for the message to be delivered.

Knowing that the coachman wanted to avoid laziness, Ji Mo only felt that his good intentions were in vain. He was afraid that he would cause trouble to himself by dying in his car. How could he have thought that this man would be so lazy and aboveboard? Those roads, quarreling is not worth it, if you don't quarrel, you are holding yourself back.

It’s not the time to watch the sunset, this small hillside doesn’t even have a taller tree, so Ji Mo got out of the car and looked around. There are still many high places, either far or far away, so……

"Brother, you can't do this, I know you are cherishing animal power, but you are so perfunctory, it's really..."

What's the matter, can it be complained?

Ji Mo shook his head and smiled wryly.

The coachman looked younger than Ji Mo, but he was also young to a limited extent. Obviously, from the very beginning, the guy was picking and choosing, and he was not sure how much kickback he could get.

"What's the matter, can you still hit me?"

The coachman obviously didn't believe in the money Ji Mo would give, nor did he seem to care.

Ji Mo smiled: "Do you know what I do?"

Hearing this, the coachman sized him up. The clothes on Ji Mo's body were ordinary civilian clothes, not beautiful. The coffin shop he went to just now bought only the thinnest coffins. It didn't cost much. He carried a bag with him, flat Yes, it doesn't look like there are any valuables, hanging casually and frivolously on the shoulders, from head to toe, ordinary, even the hairpins are made of wooden hairpins, it is really not rich enough.

According to the driver, this kind of person is not worthy of riding in a car like him.

Ji Mo's eyes were not very good, but he still "saw" the invisible contempt shown by the coachman. A poor man is rich and noble, and he only recognizes Luo Chang but not others.

"Who could it be?" The coachman thought it was bragging, and while tending the donkey that was grazing, he was ready to listen to it, so that he could laugh about it in the future.

"I am a good person of the tenth life, and this life is the tenth life. I am consummating my merits and virtues today. After I die, I will be a fairy class in the sky. I will never commune with mortals. It is a fate that you are lucky to know me, and I will save you in the future." You are rich and honored, but now it seems that you don't have this fate."

Ji Mo said with a smile, speaking with eloquence, without thinking about lies at all, as if he had written a drama long ago.

Originally, he wanted to say that he was an immortal who went down to earth for many calamities, but for some reason, he became a "benevolent man of ten generations" when he said it, but it was not a lie. , since he came to be a paper maker, he has studied art for a lifetime, counting it carefully, it is more than "ten", I am afraid it has already doubled, and every life he believes that he has never done evil, so he can be regarded as a good person.

"You said yes?"

The coachman had an absurd expression on his face, but there was also a bit of dubious attitude. Obviously, if he was not crazy to a certain extent, ordinary people would not be able to say such things.

"I know the date of my death today. If you don't believe me, just read it. I have a message for you. After I die, you should tell Kong Zheng, a craftsman in the Banking Bureau, to take care of my funeral. I will prepare the coffin myself." , you just let him take it..."

Ji Mo made a few remarks, which frightened the coachman for a moment.

The time is not long, and the setting sun is approaching. Look at the afterglow and sunset glow that soaks the earth, and even the small soil slope is covered with a gorgeous cloak. Ji Mo sits on the ground, watching quietly, looking west, like a soul going west, returning home. It's over, it's over.

Seeing that he hadn't moved for a long time, the coachman came over to sniff, was startled, fell to the ground, said "Maye" for a long time and ran away, thinking about the message, he didn't dare to be frugal.