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Chapter 466 Miniature

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Sixth-level magic weapon!

The farm tools used by several people to hoe the ground on the hillside were actually sixth-level magic tools!

The scene that caught my eye almost made Tan Weiran shout out in disbelief. It was really incredible and shocking.

Although magical tools are not as rare as spiritual tools, the sixth level is always called first-class equipment, and selling dozens or millions of spirit stones is easy to get rid of. However, expensive equipment has now become the farm tools of several farmers and is being used to dig soil!

Dig the soil! Hoe the ground!

The pieces of stone soil were beaten by a sixth-level magic weapon that looked like a hoe, breaking the soil and loosening the soil. Even though Tan Weiran fell from the sky, it only made a few people raise their eyelids slightly, and it seemed that they didn't notice it at all.

Tan Weiran took a breath and slapped his head to look at several farmers. He suddenly felt a little nervous and asked politely: "Several gentlemen, I came here rashly and got lost in the mountains. I was about to ask how many people, is Master Ji living in seclusion here?"

Several farmers stopped, wiped sweat and straightened their waists and turned their heads to look over. Perhaps because of Tan Weiran's attitude, one of them nodded and smiled: "That's right, you are here to ask Master Ji to refine weapons. That's right, walk here for a while and you will find the land."

"Thank you." Tan Weiran held his fists and thanked him. He walked along the mountain road, looking at several farmers, and gradually was filled with surprise.

The slightest breath that these farmers leaked when they knocked on the soil and loosened it was faintly the cultivation level of the Qi Realm and even the True Realm.

Become a farmer by embracing the true realm?

If you are a young man who is a young man, you will think that this is definitely a shocking and unimaginable thing. Indeed, what is wrong with a person who is a real world? Even if you are a guard and a corpseman, you are better than a farmer.

But when Tan Weiran squatted down and grabbed a handful of soil in the ground, rubbed it carefully for a while, and then blew a breath and found that some of the unique powder contained in the soil refracted light under the scorching sun, while others were stone powder of special weight.

It turned out to be a spiritual field! Tan Weiran suddenly shook his head again. Even if it was a spiritual field, there was no reason to let the realm of ​​bearing the realm of farming. Moreover, it was better to use the sixth-level magic weapon to make farm tools.

Master Ji seems to be a very unique person.

Flying to visit people with qi is a very polite behavior, giving people a feeling of forcing intrusion. According to etiquette, you should not fly on the last part of the road when visiting people. You should try to walk as much as possible to show respect for your owner.

I walked along the mountain road, and after a while, I passed through a small mountain stream with a waterfall, and it became clear in front of me. There was a bamboo forest like the ocean on the hillside. The gusts of wind made the bamboo sea sway and colorful, injecting a free and easy temperament into the entire world.

In the bamboo sea, the tips of one or two bamboo buildings were exposed, and it seemed that Master Ji's temporary residence was.

A small river winds through the foot of the mountain, clear and cool. When Tan Weiran crosses the small bridge, he couldn't help but wash his face. The coolness of the river can soak into the body from the pores, making it particularly comfortable in the hot weather.

What a good place. Master Ji seems to be a person who understands the fun of life very well.

Enjoy the coolness and refreshing taste by the river lazily. Tan Weiran took a book of "The Sutra of Purity and Quietness" and recited it gently to yourself. Gradually, my heart was as calm as water, immersed in the environment with a natural smile.

Gradually I don’t know the time, and gradually forget the things outside my body, and only feel where the mind is and where the spirit is.

Before we knew it, we came from noon to evening. Several men and women entered the mountains and passed by the small bridge. The noise that came out would finally wake up from a unique state. We only felt as if we had lost something and looked at each other with displeasure.

At first sight, a rude and strong man pointed at him from a distance and cursed: "What are you looking for death, boy, are you looking for death." The noble man among them gently pressed the strong man's arm, signaling not to be naughty, turned his head and took a look and went up the mountain.

Tan Weiran frowned slightly and recalled the previous state of entering the country. The displeasure in his heart quickly disappeared and turned into a transparent pleasure. Thinking about it, it was a different feeling to read the "Sutra of Purity and Quietness" before. He entered the country for a while and gained some more insights from the scriptures.

Close your eyes and rest for a while, and vaguely felt that his soul seemed to have grown stronger after passing the previous entry. Unfortunately, the lack of reference made it difficult for Tan Weiran to confirm whether it was really happened or was a pure illusion.

Thinking of the previous few people, Tan Weiran jumped up and put on his shoes and socks, muttering to himself: "Following this situation, I must be more than one of them coming to Master Ji to refine weapons."

Tan Weiran is right, he is not the only one who came to Master Ji to refine his weapons.

Looking at the Three Thousand Worlds, there are not many weapon refining masters. Even if there are, they are mostly from a certain sect or a certain family. There are definitely not many weapon refining masters like Master Ji who have no belongings. No matter where they go, they are definitely the hottest ones.

Obviously, no one is stupid. A weapon refining master like Master Ji who travels around the world can occasionally come by once in a while, even if he temporarily lives in this area for some time for some reason, it is a great benefit for people in this area. Everyone knows that they should hurry up and seize the time.

When Tan Weiran came to the bamboo building, the rumblings and traces of human figures immediately stunned him!

Not only him, looking at the various people here, people almost thought that they had changed from the wilderness to the bustling market.

Fortunately, after a little look, Tan Weiran suddenly realized that most of them were guards or followers, etc. There were not too many people who really wanted to refine weapons for Master Ji: "It's good, it's good that there are not too many people."

"Brother, if you don't think there are too many people, you're a big mistake. It's not that there are not many people, but that some have been expelled..." A thick and strong man next to him seemed to see his thoughts, and said with some depression and some gloating emotions.

Master Ji went out some time ago, and many people came to visit, so he had to wait here.

Some people are stupid and think they are smarter than everyone else and nobler than others. They use all kinds of coercion and inducement, wanting to get priority or give some favors to the people around Master Ji. As a result, you can imagine that if you make some messy things, you will naturally be expelled.

The stupidest one is the son of a local prince. He thought that showing his identity would make others afraid and fear, so he shouted foolishly.

The funniest thing is that a boy next to Master Ji was robbed one night and was almost killed, and was rescued by a hero and hero. He was really powerful. But as a result, the kidnapping was instructed by the hero and hero...

What happened here is the most suitable way to describe it as omnipotent and extreme!

If you don’t know that you are here to seek Master Ji’s refining weapons, you will probably think that some peerless treasure has appeared here.

Tan Weiran was dumbfounded. As expected, people are the most savvy. After thinking about it carefully, they vaguely understand it. It is important to know that an eighth-level spiritual weapon is enough to become a inherited treasure of a sect or aristocratic family.

The Wuxiang Jade Sword passed down from generation to generation gave Tan Weiran, Xu Cunzhen and others, and gave Tianxing Sect and others a little encouragement, confidence and fighting spirit. There is no doubt about it.

If there was no Wuxiang Jade Sword and a powerful enemy of Mingxin Sect, how many people could stick to their beliefs and have a great migration from the North Sea Wasteland Realm to Moshang Realm and rebuild the sect? The answer is always unknown.

Feeling a provocative look that was sweeping coldly, it was the man who had seen by the river. Tan Weiran frowned slightly. It happened that the noble young man turned his head and nodded politely with one another.

“Master Ji didn’t come back today…”

Someone from the crowd made a sigh of half complaining and half helplessness, and the restless people gradually dissipated. The thick and powerful man beside him stared at the crowd for a while, his eyes were silent and his head was lowered, revealing deep helplessness: "Little brother, do you have no place to live tonight? I have a small building built over there, so let it live for you."

"Anyway, I'm leaving, I can't wait." The man smiled bitterly and murmured: "Even if we can wait, how can we, the casual cultivators, compete with those who have family backgrounds and backgrounds? We can produce 10 million spirit stones, and they can produce 20 to 30 million."

"This is a good thing...it really has nothing to do with us casual cultivators."

The thick and powerful man stared at the clouds burning like fire in the sky, and left silently that night. Tan Weiran didn't know who he was and where he came from, but he understood the other person's mood very well.

It is a refining weapon, not a refining weapon. It is a skill, a qi training pill, and a microcosm of everything.

Apart from being able to work hard and being free and easy, casual cultivators rarely compete with sects in a certain field. Perhaps the pressure is not at the same level at all.

After a few days of coming, some people just came like Tan Weiran, some people gradually lost confidence and left like a rude man, and some people gradually lost patience, leaving one or two guards waiting here, and left themselves.

After a few days, the impatient people had many quarrels and almost fought each other several times. Tan Weiran was impatient and talked nonsense with these people. After a change of thought, he came to the hillside to watch with great interest and farmed with several farmers.

After a day, several farmers with great cultivation were surprised to find that this young man seemed to have planted the land. Although he seemed very handy at the beginning, he gradually became proficient, and it was obviously not the first time he farmed.

Yes, I had a day of recuperation in my previous life, and I planted land during this period. This experience cannot be explained. Tan Weiran smiled and looked at the sixth-level farm tools to distract the topic: "I found this land difficult to dig. Is there any secret? I happened to learn something new from several uncles."

"The spiritual fields are also divided into quality, and ordinary farm tools and cultivation cannot be digging and can't bear it." A farmer explained, while nude his mouth and signaling his side to the young master who was traveling around the mountains and rivers: "Like those young masters who don't know the truth here, how can they understand the truth here?"

From the perspective that several farmers could not see, Tan Weiran blushed with a rare face. To be honest, if he hadn't had the experience of recuperating from his previous life, he would have almost no idea about it and almost didn't care at all.

Farming is the job of a farmer, not what we monks should do!

Probably, maybe, or, probably, the monks all think so.

Farming is a new science. For Tan Weiran, who is working hard to absorb knowledge, the days with the guidance of a farmer are undoubtedly very fresh and particularly fulfilling.
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