MTL - Cultivation of Immortals Begins with Drilling Wood To Make Fire-Chapter 579 【Mist in the Valley】
Chapter 579 [Mist in the Valley]
"There is no risk. The world is self-contained inside. Whether it is the field crops or the vegetation, birds and animals in the mountains, they are all evolved real things, and they can naturally guarantee their survival. And although this picture looks weak, it will never decay. It is difficult to destroy it in leisure, even if this picture is really dangerous, it is just to let the space inside appear in the world, and there will only be one more land in the world."
At this time, the old foreman has already realized that the person in front of him is not an extraordinary person, but he is not afraid, but is very interested in the plan provided by the person in front of him. After all, he is well-informed and old, so he has a very high degree of acceptance. .
Although the "extraordinary person" in front of him makes him feel very trustworthy for no reason, but considering the many stories he has heard since childhood, fairies and monsters will eat children, he is still prepared to be cautious:
"What do you want to achieve by doing this?"
"Oh, I don't think there is anything I want." Fang Chang thought for a while and said, "I am an idler in the mountains, and I don't value the merits of helping the people like the land of the mountain gods, nor do I value the livelihood of the people like the mortal government. What I long for. It is this map of mountains and rivers. Although it is flawed because the entropy reduction in it is too simple, it will eventually solidify if it is not introduced into life, but it is not urgent for me to complete it. If I have to say, maybe I just came across your juggling troupe and wanted to do this."
These words were a bit awkward, the old foreman thought for a while before he fully understood most of the meaning, so he admired in his heart, and his expression was solemn: "If you do what you do casually, if it succeeds, it will completely change the people in our village. It is a great kindness to us."
Paused and took a breath, he begged: "Can I take a look first?"
Fang Chang said with a smile: "Of course, I will take you in."
After finishing speaking, he waved lightly, and the old foreman suddenly felt the surrounding scenery change, followed by the fragrance of soil and vegetation, and the sound of birdsong and gurgling water came from his ears. When he opened his eyes, he found that there was a small river in front of him. , is happily flowing through the woods and valleys to the distance, while there are thick weeds under the feet, and through the gaps between the grass blades, the almost brown soil below can be seen.
The old foreman squatted down and grabbed the ground lightly. In addition to the grass stalks and juice, he also touched the fertile land. Although he traveled all year round and did little farm work, but with his experience, he could tell at a glance that the soil was very fertile, and the river next to it was convenient for irrigation, so the crops he planted would not be short of good harvests.
"It's great... It's great. With this good place, we can live forever and never come out again." The old foreman was immersed in the idea and promised.
"It's easy to come out, I just leave a hole." Fang Chang said with a smile: "After all, we still can't completely cut off contact with the outside world, or after a few generations, we will all be relatives."
The old foreman thanked him, stood up again, and looked into the distance.
The sun is mild and a bit dazzling, and it is shining on the ground. This place should be a plain at the foot of the mountain, with a vast area, far exceeding the willow beams, and there are streams of water flowing from the mountain. As long as you put some thought into building a few ditches, irrigation will be very convenient. The vegetation in the mountains is luxuriant, the clouds are misty, and there is no shortage of products, especially firewood.
However, he also saw that there were people moving in a few houses in the distance, which were the families seen in the picture.
So the old foreman couldn't hold back anymore, and asked Fang Chang: "May I ask those people in the distance, are they also from outside?"
Fang Chang shook his head: "No, they have been here since the opening of this world. Although these people look and behave like you, there are some differences after all. But you don't need to care about these, just treat your neighbors well and communicate normally. , You can also ask them about the products in the surrounding mountains, after all, they have lived here for a long time, and they know much more about the surrounding environment than you."
The matter was agreed, and the old foreman immediately took action, gathered people from several surrounding villages, and went to the city to call the juggling team back with brisk feet, and gathered everyone and packed their belongings as soon as possible.
And Fang Chang went to the hill at the end of the wicker beam.
This small mountain is not high, and there are many rocks on the top of the mountain, but this mountain is not high, which is also one of the reasons for the lack of water in the wicker beams next to it. Although there are many green plants on the mountain, the total amount is not much, and it is difficult for the mountain body to retain too much water, so the surrounding surface runoff is very thin, which can be regarded as scarce.
Fang Chang found a somewhat narrow valley, tore off the backpack on his back, and pulled out the map of mountains and rivers.
The scenery on the picture is still the same, and the rich spiritual energy lingers on it, constantly escaping. Obviously, after it has formed its own world, the spiritual power circulates endlessly, and even leads to overflow.
However, as Fang Chang said to the old foreman before, the world in the picture is not the real world for the time being, so the people, birds, animals and plants in it are all part of this one-way cycle, and the unstoppable positive feedback will make the world inside It becomes more and more quiet, and perhaps it will eventually become a real treasure painting.
After the introduction of outsiders, this place will eventually maintain a certain steady state, and maintain it for a long time, and help the world here to truly stabilize. Of course, whether this picture is completed or not is not important to the head of the party. He just sees the hardships of the people here and makes it easy.
After all, if this map of mountains and rivers finally becomes a painting, he can still hang it in the Hall of Nameless, but now, he can only place this map in this valley.
Looking at the picture again from left to right, Fang Chang raised his right hand and threw the picture in the air.
The aura on the map of mountains and rivers surged, stirring up the surrounding wind and clouds immediately, and then even the clouds and mists were self-generated, quickly obliterating the small valley, making it impossible to see anything here, and the map of mountains and rivers gradually faded from the midair, and then disappeared completely. But in Fang Chang's spiritual sense, the picture was vaguely there, and it never moved.
After finishing all this, Fang Chang searched around for a place with a little bit of scenery, wandered around for two days, and on the morning of the third day, he came to the wicker beam.
At this time, this place is already very lively. Many villagers, old and young, gathered here with their belongings. Although the villagers here are generally poor, they also have a lot of sundries, such as tables, stools, bowls and chopsticks, water tanks, iron pots, **** plow cabinets, and even bundles of firewood. in the car.
This is already extremely fast under the prestige of the old foreman. They even sold a lot of large items in just two days and replaced them with rations. However, the fields here cannot be sold, so many villagers are still thinking about the sparse and wilting seedlings in the fields.
(end of this chapter)
