With the monk's help, Zhuchen's real estate business has made a qualitative leap.

These monks were holding back their energy and wanted to finish their work as quickly as possible so that they could go back early.

They don’t understand that in this world, there is only endless plowing land, and there are no endlessly tired cows. Zhuchen’s grand goal is far away, how can there be only a few wooden houses?

Zhuchen watched them act recklessly day and night, and felt a little unbearable, but was embarrassed to tell them the truth and dampen their enthusiasm.

...She is really a wicked person.

With the support of strong foreign aid, more than fifty small wooden houses were successfully completed within a few days, leaving only the final touches to finish.

Before going to bed in the morning, I found that the task of building a house had been determined to be completed by the system in advance. I couldn't help laughing with joy and clicked to claim the reward.

[Walking on the Wind·Intermediate]

Zhuchen thought that this spell, according to the description, should be a sword-control technique, but after actually studying it according to the technique, he felt that it didn't look like it.

Not only can he control the sword, but he can also control the wind. Like the previous skill, it is quite mysterious.

Probably because of the experience of Gu Feng, Zhuchen learned very quickly this time.

After the spiritual energy circulated for two weeks, I had almost glimpsed the doorway for the first time, and by the time dawn approached, I had mostly adapted to it.

Zhuchen walked out of the wooden house, summoned Hanxu Sword, flew into the air and practiced on the spot.

Feng Buye gave her this magic weapon, but she actually used it very little. Although Hanxu didn't resist her, he was not very obedient. In addition, Zhuchen's sword-wielding skills were not good at learning, and the aura was difficult to stabilize every time he used the sword.

The sword body will swing left and right, shaking constantly.

Get ready in the morning, exhale slowly, circulate your spiritual energy, and use Wind Walking to keep the sword at a height of about one meter.

This time, the Hanxu Sword did not move at all. It followed her will and was as stable as walking on flat ground.

Zhuchen's eyebrows were raised in surprise. This was the first time he experienced such a relaxing feeling while wielding a sword alone.

The cool morning breeze hit her face. She stood up straight, looked ahead, and started flying.

Because I was still a beginner, I didn't dare to rush forward early in the morning, for fear that I would accidentally fall down and be unable to save myself. So I ran two laps first, and then flew up a little bit, so as to gradually improve.

After half an hour passed, Zhuchen became bolder.

She stood on the treetops, looking at the continuous skyline in the distance, and suddenly wanted to feel the speed and passion.

She completed the magic spell and muttered to herself before reciting the spell. She wondered how fast a weapon like the Hanxu Sword could fly and whether it could catch up with a sports car.

Brother Yu Yuan, who got up early, has already arrived and is standing nearby, silently watching Zhuchen's sword-wielding practice.

They thought that Zhuchen was Feng Changyin's senior sister and her cultivation should be better than him. No one could notice that she was deliberately pretending.

At this time, seeing her cautiously flying and hovering, I felt very strange. I also thought that Pu Fengshan's method of learning sword control was really novel, and it was wrong to be so cautious.

Just when they lost interest and were about to build a wall, the sword suddenly flew through the air, leaving a trail like a meteor, and quickly disappeared from sight.

Several people turned their heads quickly, looking in the direction of the demon world, and almost blurted out the words "God".

They, Pu Fengzong, are learning swordsmanship, are they all jumping like this?! It scares me to death.

The next moment, another figure flew out from the bamboo house, following Zhuchen's footsteps and chasing towards the demon world.

Zhuchen regretted it as soon as the Hanxu Sword moved. The huge inertia almost threw her away. Fortunately, she had learned the Gufeng technique very well and used it immediately to help her control her body shape.

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Zhuchen came to his senses and quickly slowed down, forcing Hanxu to stop.

The wind was howling and dark clouds filled the sky.

Zhuchen took a few deep breaths and looked around, only to realize that he was on the edge of the devil's world again.

Fortunately, I braked in time and didn't rush into the border.

Zhuchen wiped away the cold sweat, and her legs felt a little weak. She was afraid of the wind and was worried all night, so she quickly changed direction and prepared to go back. At this time, several high-pitched shouts came from the distance in the air.

Zhuchen felt that this tone was too familiar, like some kind of call from somewhere that she couldn't resist. She covered her chest and followed the sound.

Sure enough, not far away, there were five or six black chicks, lined up in a long line, running along the flat sand.

The leading giant chicken has sparse hair, but is the strongest. Its legs are thick and long, its buttocks are straight and upturned, and its head held high represents its noble status.

This...isn't this a scene from a dream?!

Zhuchen looked at Atu's newly grown hair and was deeply moved. She was about to recognize her, when Atu in front of her seemed to feel something, paused for a moment, and turned back to look at her.

Those dark round eyes locked onto hers and shocked her hard.

Zhuchen knew it recognized him and called out affectionately: "Atu——"

Atu let out an extremely high-pitched cry, and his feathers exploded into fluffy balls. He turned around and ran away like a madman.

Morning after morning, I swept away the few black chicks that were left in the same place. They did not show any affection for each other and just chased Atu.

"Ah Tu!" Zhuchen swore, "I will support you! Ah Tu, I am rich! I will support you from now on!"

Ah Tu's scream of happiness could be heard almost ten miles away, and he set the fastest speed record in his life. If Zhuchen hadn't learned new sword-handling skills, he might have just missed it.

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