The junior fellow apprentices looked at Shi Hongci anxiously and whispered: "Elder brother?"

Shi Hongci looked calm and shook his head: "Nothing, let's go."

"This sword..."

Shi Hongci said: "People who practice Taoism are most afraid of wavering. My mind is impetuous, my Taoist heart has changed, and this sword is useless."

Junior brother had tears in his eyes: "But..."

Shi Hongci was the first person among them to refine the natal magic weapon, and he was also the most talented disciple of Yu Yuan Sect. But now, the natal magic weapon was destroyed and his cultivation realm plummeted, which meant that all his previous decades of hard work were lost.

The success fell short.

Isn't Feng Buye the master of swordsmanship? Aren't those who can get his guidance soar to the top? Why did Shi Hongci's Taoist heart collapse?

Compared with the gloom and gloom of everyone, Shi Hongci was very calm.

He has always been like this. He will do whatever he decides to do without any regrets. This is true for cultivation and enlightenment.

He doesn't have much ambition, he just doesn't want to be an indecisive person.

When everyone arrived to hear the news, Zhuchen stood on the top of the tree holding his sword, looking into the distance, thoughtfully.

Shi Hongci called her, and then she realized that everyone was arriving, fell to the ground, and greeted them.

Both parties were a little depressed, and they communicated concisely and concisely after meeting.

Zhuchen handed them the road construction drawings and asked them to help build a road with a width of about ten meters, and she wanted to make several large trucks.

Shi Hongci accepted the drawings, looked at them a few times, asked about the details and requirements, and took someone over to make arrangements.

Zhuchen had briefly marked the area of ​​the road to be built with small stones. Because the length was too far, he suggested that they work in pairs and build from different sections.

She hopes to remove all the gravel or wood blocks in the middle of the road and re-cover it with sand and compact it to ensure a smooth road surface.

Drainage ditches still need to be built on both sides, and it would be best to plant more trees. She is used to the scenery with street trees on the roadside, and she always feels a little strange when she sees the bare ones.

Since they have to plant road trees, it makes sense to open a piece of farmland nearby when they find suitable soil, right? The ultimate route of their development is to be self-sufficient, especially a lifeline like food, which must be in their own hands.

In fact, Zhuchen also wants to pave some natural asphalt or cement on the road surface, which can be waterproof and moisture-proof, and also add a bit of modern flavor.

Unfortunately, the former cannot be found, and the latter does not have sufficient high-temperature refining conditions.

I went through the previous cement replacement tutorial again in the morning, and finally decided to make do with mellow soil. There is still some Sanhe soil left from the previous wall building, which can also be used.

In fact, if you have money, it is certainly better to use glutinous rice mortar or stones. Pavements made of mellow soil may require long-term maintenance, which is particularly troublesome.

She explained nonchalantly for a while, and Shi Hongci and others listened in a daze, numbly taking notes. They agreed happily to everything Zhuchen said, obviously absent-mindedly.

Zhuchen was also quite depressed, because when he woke up in the morning and found that Atu was missing, it was like a bolt from the blue. There were so many demons in the world, and he might not see them again in the future, so he was not in the mood to comfort them. After explaining, he went to make his own wooden cart.

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The monk went to the common people to borrow dustpans and other tools, and brought a few stronger men with him to clear the way.

After noon, she ate some leftover fruit from last night and felt a little better in the morning. She felt that she should not let a chicken affect her life. Atu was just a passerby who ran faster. Meeting Brother Yu Yuan

If you are still feeling depressed, go over and comfort yourself.

The young people worked enthusiastically, as if they were venting their inner sorrow and anger through labor. In one morning, they used up all their spiritual energy and were lying on the ground breathing heavily.

I went to the site every morning for inspection and was amazed at the quality of their work.

Not to mention ten meters, the surrounding road surface within fifteen meters was poked with sword energy, and the deep soil was dug out from underneath. It looked soft and moist, making it a good place for planting.

Ordinary people hold a large wicker dustpan and shovel stones and grass roots into the soil to sift out all impurities.

Although it is immoral to think this way, Zhuchen hopes that they can continue to be in this state. The construction of the motherland needs such talents.

The monk who was lying on the ground saw her appearance and silently stood up with his sword in hand, preparing to fight again.

Zhuchen shouted: "Hey, don't worry, let's talk first."

The young man was really tired, so he sat down again.

The people working nearby glanced at them, smiled, and gave them a pot of water.

After Zhuchen untied it, he handed it to the young man and asked, "What's wrong with you? You're so distracted."

The young man sighed: "Our senior brother's sword is broken."

"Why did it break?" Zhuchen asked, "What kind of sword is it? Is it expensive?"

The young man shook his head: "I don't know how it broke, but it is my senior brother's magic weapon."

He turned his head, with a little bit of resentment in his eyes: "After talking to the Immortal Lord yesterday, senior brother's sword was destroyed."

Zhuchen was startled and thought to himself: Why are you people from Yu Yuan so cruel? We have only met a few times. One of them destroyed his cultivation and the other his magic weapon. Who will dare to talk to you in the future? It made them look at each other.

Hearing this sounds like a madman.

The young man asked back: "What about you? I see you are not very happy today either."

Zhuchen paused for a moment and said with a sad look on his face: "Atu is missing!"

She thought that she had successfully captured Ah Tu's heart last night and that they would be a family from now on, so she didn't care and went to sleep peacefully. But even if she cared, there was nothing she could do. Her few broken pieces of wood couldn't trap a rampaging beast.

Black chick.

When she got up this morning, she saw that Atu had disappeared. A small row of shallow footprints were left on the ground, proving that it had run back to the demon world.

Zhuchen is very sad.

This witch actually learned how to feint. She pretended to enjoy herself last night, but it was just to relax her vigilance.

Being deceived by a chicken, her feelings were insulted and her intelligence was insulted. She felt that she would never be able to let it go in her life.

Moreover, Atu ran away, and she was so deep in sleep that she didn't notice it. Feng Buye must have known about it, but he didn't tell her. It was a double blow.

Zhuchen sighed deeply.

It is really difficult for the young man to empathize with her. After all, what his senior brother lost was his natal magic weapon and advanced cultivation, while Zhuchen only lost a chicken.

Zhuchen wasn't very sympathetic either. She patted the young man's shoulder and comforted him, saying, "It doesn't matter. Look at me, I don't even have my magic weapon."

The young man was suddenly shocked: "Fellow Taoist, you don't have one? With your level of cultivation——"

Zhuchen felt a pain in his heart, thinking that he was talking about his own cultivation, so it would be fine if he didn't mention it.

However, people from the Yu Yuan Sect are indeed not suitable for tempering natal magic weapons.

Zhuchen didn't dare to make it too obvious. After all, there were a lot of fools in the Yu Yuan Sect. What would happen if one by one they destroyed their own magic weapons?

"According to Pu Fengzong's rules, there is no rush to refine the natal magic weapon. Like my junior uncle, he only started refining it after he had first glimpsed the great path. My master is similar. My junior junior brother is in a special situation. He has a pure Taoist heart and five elements.

The fire is strong and he is obsessed with martial arts, so my master asked him to temper the magic weapon. Your senior brother is young now, it is not too late, there is still a chance to start over."

These small sects are so bold. They don’t even know what they want to seek before they rush in. How useful can a life magic weapon tempered in this way be?

This kind of cultivation method that is eager for quick success may be advantageous at first, but when you really encounter a powerful monk, you will have no power to resist it. If you try again as early as possible, there may be a chance to turn things around.

According to Zhuchen, this is Shi Hongci's opportunity.

However, this method is not suitable for everyone. The risk of self-destruction is too high, and it is easy to damage the self-foundation. Moreover, ordinary people do not have the willpower of Shi Hongci, and if their minds waver, they may go astray.

The young man was comforted by her, but after thinking about it, this was the only way he could do it. He raised his spirits and asked: "Is that road still under repair?" The most charming and charming chicken in the world has all gone away, which seems to have lost most of its meaning.

"??" Zhuchen said, "Of course I will practice it!"

The young man said meaningfully: "...Oh." Are you still thinking of using your silent efforts to save the black chick?

Zhuchen: "..." If Han Pi can attain Taoism, the Yu Yuan Sect will definitely be able to spread all over the world, with as many masters as dogs. They are all talented people.

She said: "Forget it, you can continue your work, I will pull my wooden cart."

I flew back to the wooden house early in the morning and saw Wu Niang and others standing in the open space to dry their clothes.

Although I used that magical wooden barrel as a fully automatic washing machine in the morning, I knew it would not get dirty, but after all, it was used to fetch water for drinking, and the people were embarrassed to use it to wash dirty things.

They now know that the Immortal Spring is just a joke made by the Immortal Lord, and that the wooden barrel is the real divine object. The Immortal Lord trusts them and puts such valuable items by the well openly for them to use, but they

Don’t dare to neglect and take good care of it at all times.

Zhang Shiwen even selected someone to be responsible for guarding and fetching water at the wellhead.

This arrangement has been quietly implemented for a long time, and no one noticed it morning after morning.

Zhuchen picked up his Hanxu Sword and looked around. After he couldn't find Ah Tu, he couldn't find his junior brother again.

She was about to shout loudly when, in her field of vision, a light black figure passed by from a distance, the feathers on its head swaying in the wind, looking very carefree.

Zhuchen screamed: "Atu?!"

Ah Tu stopped, tilted his head, and looked at her blankly.

Zhuchen immediately ran over to it, flapped its wings and cursed: "Where have you been? I thought you ran away!"

Atu screamed innocently, feeling incredible that he was beaten.

How did this man change so quickly?

With his sharp eyes, Zhuchen raised his head and saw a touch of green in Ah Tu's feathers. He asked belatedly: "Are you going to eat?"

Ah Tu shouted again and nodded.
To be continued...