On the Importance of Chinese Characters

Because the animal skin of the eight-armed giant ape has not been specially refined, it can only be regarded as a sixth-level source material at most. Therefore, the storage bag with the word 'dong' rubbed by Zhuang Yunzhou is only a sixth-level source tool.

The storage space of the sixth-level source equipment is not large, only the size of a hut.However, for someone like Uncle Mao who has never seen a storage bag before, it is already a great fetish.

"Brother Fan, this is yours." Zhuang Yunzhou made two more storage bags, one for Uncle Mao and the other for Brother Fan.

"I have it too?" Brother Fan, who was just looking at Uncle Mao enviously, looked at the small pocket handed to him, and immediately accepted it flattered, his eyes full of surprise.

Zhuang Yunzhou smiled gently: "This is a thank you gift." Then he taught the two of them how to use their spiritual sense to imprint their spiritual sense on the storage bag to prevent others from accessing the contents of the storage bag.

This little skill is not difficult, Uncle Mao and Brother Fan will learn it immediately.After locking on the consciousness lock, the two of them will try to put things that they don't need for the time being into the storage bag, and the things wrapped by the consciousness will disappear instantly as soon as the consciousness comes out.Even though they saw it once, the two still found it extremely miraculous, and took the things out of the storage bag again.

Just take it in, take it out and put it in again, the two big men who add up to more than 100 years old had a great time playing.

Zhuang Yunzhou coughed on the side.

Only then did Uncle Mao and Brother Fan realize that their actions just now were a little silly, and their faces were filled with embarrassment.

Zhuang Yunzhou didn't mention the scene just now, and asked the two about An Yue.

Mentioning the dark moon, Uncle Mao's expression darkened: "The dark moon is a natural disaster. It will randomly appear on any day of the year, and the duration is variable, up to a month, and the longest dark moon lasted for half a year." .”

"When the dark moon comes, the sun disappears, and the whole world is dark. The weather changes drastically, and it's extremely cold. About half of the time, there is heavy snowfall. At that time, the rivers dry up, the vegetation withers, the wind rages, and the beasts run wild."

"In a lucky year, when the dark moon is ripe after the crops are ripe, everyone won't have to go hungry. If it's unlucky, they can only rely on the food stored at home, but there are always people who are not fully prepared. If the dark moon lasts longer, wait As the dark moon passed, countless people froze to death and starved to death at home."

Uncle Mao sighed: "For us, the dark moon is a hurdle of the year."

Zhuang Yunzhou's expression also became serious. He recalled that when he first found Pengyi Village, many crops on the fields on both sides were just bearing fruit, and there was still a long way to go before they grew up: "Then this year..."

"This year we can't catch up with the grain harvest." Uncle Mao shook his head, "Almost all the public grain in the village has been borrowed. I don't know how long this year's dark moon will last, but I hope it won't be too long."

The helplessness and calmness in Uncle Mao's words made Zhuang Yunzhou's heart heavy. He thought of their almost empty house, the enthusiastic Awang, the gentle and kind Axiu, and Aunt Bo who would ask them extra... The arrival of the dark moon, the advance team who left home and guarded their hometown without fear of death.

Zhuang Yunzhou raised his eyes: "Uncle Mao, I want to ask everyone to help me find the source materials."

"Source material?"

Zhuang Yunzhou spread out the source treasure of the word 'medicine' in his hand: "With the source material, I can rub and print such a source treasure."

This kind of explanation is too intuitive, Uncle Mao's eyes suddenly lit up, just about to respond, but remembered that none of them knew what could be called source material.

Zhuang Yunzhou pondered for a while: "As long as the natural materials and earth treasures with abundant source power, ore crystals can be used as source materials, I will choose them one by one at that time."

This is much simpler.Uncle Mao simply agreed, got up and went to arrange the matter.

Zhuang Yunzhou's side became empty. In the newly built camp, whether it was intentional or not, he and Fang Qiling were surrounded in the middle, guarded like stars.

Fang Qiling was still in a coma, and Zhuang Yunzhou was a little worried about his current situation. When the blood mist erupted before, Brother Qiling had always endured it, and he had never forced himself into a coma like now.It can be seen that there should be some disadvantages in doing so, but I don't know if it is serious or not.

Rubbing the numbing knot in his hand with his fingers, Zhuang Yunzhou closed his eyes, no matter what, the most urgent thing is to improve his strength quickly.

The character 'Ku' was the first to identify the ancestral source of the master. Although it is now sealed by an inexplicable force, rubbing it is even easier for Zhuang Yunzhou than the character 'Dong'.When Yuanli gathered in Zhuang Yunzhou's hands again, the attention of the advance team members unconsciously focused.

The originally dry and rough astringent hemp was washed by the source qi of heaven and earth. After Zhuang Yunzhou completed the virtualization, it has turned into a winding jade stone as long as an adult's palm. It is warm and moist, like a root carving that has been played with for decades. .

The source technique of identifying the master does not require much effort. Zhuang Yunzhou directly drew a character 'ku' on the surface of the hemp with his fingers, and the lines formed by the source force automatically penetrated into the source material. It's just a level four Origin Treasure.

After the Kuzi origin technique was completed, Zhuang Yunzhou painted a gourd and rubbed the character 'sheng' according to the same pattern, which is also a fourth-level source treasure.

After rubbing so many source art treasures in a row, he rubbed the center of his brows tiredly, and put the source treasures in the storage bag, heaving a sigh of relief.

Although the level is not too high, but with these two source treasures, he finally has the means of self-defense.

Zhuang Yunzhou glanced at Fang Qiling and thought to himself, this way he doesn't have to bother Fang Qiling too much.

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In the swamp in the northwest area of ​​Gui Er Village, a tyrannical wave of source art traversed the wide waters, and quickly caught up with a fleeing water armored beast. A sharp rainbow flashed across the back of the water armored beast, and suddenly a The blood sword spurted from the wound, and the huge head of the strange beast fell off, staining the surrounding waters red.

A petite figure appeared next to the body of the strange beast, with her white palm stretched out, she picked up the tail of the water armored beast, but she didn't see how hard she was, and with a twist of her wrist, she threw the huge strange beast on her back On the bed, blood stained her clothes, but she didn't care at all.

Walking back to the camp, Pu Yiyi kept the beast in the middle, and said blankly, "How much food can this be exchanged for?"

"Five...five days." The registrant stammered back.

Pu Yiyi nodded, then walked over, grasped the spikes on the tail of the water armored beast, pulled out without using any source force, and easily pulled off the spikes that could only be shaken after others exerted source force: " This works for me."

This kind of strange power, and a strange ability, the person who registered would dare to say anything, flying his head up and down.

Pu Yiyi showed a very cute smile in satisfaction, and said old-fashionedly: "You are very good."

The person in charge of registration was about to cry, did he dare to make a mistake?The last person who tried to deprive her of her contribution to the village and tried to molested her was so broken that he couldn't put his body back together.

Pu Yiyi didn't care about the fearful eyes of the people around him, just sat aside and dealt with the spike.Not long after, two women also dressed in black came back with their prey. After registering, they walked towards the girl: "My lord, we have found some source materials."

"Well, let me see if there is any rubbing of your original source art. Well, this is not bad. Wenwen, your earth element source art is from the fifth generation, right? I seem to have rubbed it before." Pu Yiyi said in the pile After digging through the source material twice, when he saw a piece of brown amber-like source material, his eyes lit up, and he looked up at his guard, a woman named Wenwen.

"My lord, yes."

"Great. With this, your earth-type origin spell seal can be unlocked."

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In Penger Village, Dong Zilai held the high-grade ice stone essence in his hand, and finally smiled on his gentle and handsome face: "Xiao Fei, you did a good job. With this essence, the brother can make a rubbing The third-level origin treasure of the ice system is here."

Wen Zhufei was praised by his senior brother, and his eyes lit up instantly: "Congratulations senior brother, you are one step closer to breaking the seal of your ice origin technique!"

Dong Zilai patted him on the head, then turned to look at the two junior brothers Ling behind him: "When I find suitable source materials, I will help you to rub the original source technique. However, Xiao Shuang, you With the Fire Element Origin Technique, there is nothing Senior Brother can do."

He Shuang nodded: "It's okay, brother, it's the same when I use Yuanbao." , Even the source species cannot be provided, and it is too embarrassing for Senior Brother Dong to remove the seal of the fire element.

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In Ghost Three Village, a fat man sat in the middle of the square in the village, and the aura of perfection in the main realm of the Great Mansion radiated unscrupulously.

On the right side of his wide chair stood an old man whose strength was about in the realm of the master of the small mansion, and behind him stood about ten cultivators, each of whose aura was around the master's realm of the middle mansion.These people guarded the fat man faintly, like guards.

On the square at this time, there were many villagers from Ghost Three Village standing, many of them were wounded, and everyone was holding source materials in their hands, and they put their things on the ground in front of the fat man one by one.

The fat man scanned the piles of things on the ground critically with haughty eyes, and he was a little satisfied after seeing a few fourth-level source materials.

He snorted, and the old man on the right took a step forward knowingly: "Our young master is very satisfied with everyone's offerings. Don't worry, as long as everyone finds more source materials, our young master will protect you through this dark moon." !"

After hearing this, the middle-aged man whose arm was bitten off by a strange beast in order to get a snapping finger flower finally showed a twisted and hopeful smile on his face enduring the pain.

After the villagers made offerings, the fat man sitting on the chair asked people to put away the source materials, and complained impatiently to the old man beside him: "It's really troublesome to be a ghost master, and so many things have to be wasted in choosing an inheritor." I've had enough of this place where the birds don't shit!"

The old man bowed his waist and coaxed him patiently: "Young master, please bear with me, think about the lord. How much effort did the lord spend to find out that this secret place is the real abode of the ghost master."

"Your talent on the way of rubbing is superb, and with the help of the lord's news, you will definitely be able to pass the test of the secret realm in one fell swoop. At that time, if you have the ancestor, the lord will definitely not control you anymore."

Hearing this, thinking of the bright future that no one controls, the fat man put away his impatient expression, and raised his hand to wave to a female cultivator.

The female cultivator had a beautiful appearance, and she was wrapped in a red dress with an exquisite and graceful body. Seeing the master's call, she twisted her water snake waist and passed by. When she was pulled by the fat man, she sat in his arms, smiling coquettishly and sticking to his ear. gas.

The old man was not surprised, and ordered people to decorate the room for the fat man.

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Zhuang Yunzhou gets today: a thick, smooth stick as long as a person's palm...