Chapter 10: Wind Technique, Iron-backed Bear
In the early morning, the sun is just right.
Ge Changyuan and his wife went out to collect money to pay for Su Qing's high treatment costs.
Although Su Qing had already explained to them that the spiritual lotus leg on Ge Ling was his experimental work, they did not need to pay him any additional production fees except for the necessary costs.
But the cost alone is not easily affordable for Ge Changyuan and his wife.
"My boss, Immortal Su, said there is no rush to pay back the spiritual crystal. It won't be too late to get it back to him after we sell the spiritual rice. Do we really want to sell the bull? Without it, how will you farm in the future?"
The woman who spoke was Yuan Ailan, Ge Yuanyuan's wife. She was a simple-looking woman, and she was rubbing the bull's neck over and over again. The old bull seemed to sense it, and gently rubbed its horns against her chest.
Seeing this scene, Ge Changyuan couldn't bear it.
In the eyes of most monks, the barbarian bull is just a kind of carnivorous monster, but it is the most trusted partner of the spirit planters.
Cultivating fields rich in spirituality requires the efforts of wild cattle.
For consignment of goods, Manniu is also trustworthy.
Even if he encounters danger in the fields, the presence of a first-level bull can make Ling Zhifu more confident.
Not any spirit planter can own a barbarian bull worth thousands of spirit crystals. Most spirit planters can only rent other people's barbarian bulls when needed.
He spent more than ten years working hard to save this part of his house.
With its help, he has been able to manage more spiritual fields in the past few years, and his life has become increasingly prosperous. He even plans to save up a few more years of spiritual crystals to send Ge Ling to a shop in the city to learn. Craftsmanship, whether it's making talismans or refining weapons, even just being a treasure appraiser is more promising than being a spiritual cultivator like him.
If it was not a last resort, Ge Changyuan would not have the thought of selling Manniu.
Looking at Su Qing, who was doing rehabilitation training with Ge Ling, Ge Changyuan was heartbroken.
"Fellow Daoist Su is a good person, and we can't do errands. The hiring expenses of Fellow Daoist Tang and the material cost of Linglian Legs are all paid for by Fellow Daoist Su. Also, Fellow Daoist Su has worked hard, and it is said that it only costs one person. Cost price, can we really only give cost price?”
After that, Ge Changyuan pulled the reins and strode out of the Ge family with Man Niu.
Yuan Ailan looked at the man and the cow going away, and then at Ge Ling who was raising her legs and running happily. The reluctance just now turned into a deep sense of joy.
It is difficult to accept that she has returned to poverty due to illness, but she is lucky to be able to continue practicing. What more can she ask for.
... Ge Ling ran away and said to her with a smile.
Although Ling Lotus Leg has been recognized by the system as a first-level mid-level mature puppet, there should be no problems.
But after all, this was the first puppet that he had independently refined. Su Qing chose to observe it for a few more days, which was regarded as after-sales service for Linglian Leg.
This service was actually incidental. Tang Wanqing, a part-time hunter, never came back. He was somewhat uneasy when he was asked to return to the living area alone.
Fortunately, when I arrived, there were enough materials in the storage bag. I took Ge Ling to rebuild during the day and the speed of refining the witch puppet at night did not slow down.
Shopkeeper Liu's orders have been completed, and the three puppets customized by Tang Wanqing, as well as the high-end puppets as employment fees, have also been refined.
The proficiency of the Burning Secret Puppet is about to be fully stacked, so that Su Qing even had the time to customize a Burning Secret Puppet for himself, and named it Teacher Mikami, which was considered to satisfy one of his previous lives. A small wish, and temporarily curbed his impulse to go to Hongxiufang for consumption.
"Brother Su, can I use the blast technique? It works on my legs and I can run very fast!" Ge Ling's face turned red and she raised her head and asked.
She has been recovering well in the past two days. She has completely forgotten the pain of losing her legs. In her opinion, these legs are no different from the original ones.
Except for the bursts of itching at the connection between her legs and her body every night, she didn't even feel that she had lost a pair of legs.
"Have you even mastered the Wind Technique? I didn't expect you to be a Taoist genius. Go and try it. There should be no problem!"
Looking at Ge Ling's relaxed expression Summoning a wisp of wind and blessing it on his legs, the wind took it up into the sky, like an elf, floating over the fields.
Su Qing felt a little bit envious. In the Tianyuan world, people practice Taoism in law to defend themselves, and they practice combat skills in body to defend themselves.
Taoism and combat skills are divided into four levels: heaven, earth, xuan, and yellow. Among them, during the Qi refining period and first-level physical cultivation, you can only practice at the yellow level at most. Taoism or combat skills.
The Swift Wind Technique is a low-level yellow-level Taoist technique. It has effects such as speed increase and short-term levitation. It is one of the Taoist techniques that every casual cultivator must know.
But it is rare for people like Ge Ling to be able to skillfully perform this Taoist technique at the first level of Qi refining, which means that she is quite talented in Taoist techniques.
With high talent in Taoism, his future development direction could be to serve as a war cultivator or escort cultivator for big forces, or he could work alone as a demon hunter or robbery cultivator. The future would be brighter than that of Ling Zhifu.
Compared to Ge Ling, Su Qing's own talent in Taoism is hard to describe.
He has not yet mastered the Taoist skills necessary to save his life, such as the blast technique.
"It makes no sense. This low-grade yellow-level Taoist technique shouldn't be mastered by mid-stage Qi Refining monks and be effective as soon as it is used. Why am I so confused and so confused?"< br>
Su Qing looked at Ge Ling with a bitter look on his face as he played various tricks with the Wind Technique. The little girl could actually compress the wind mass into a blade shape. She had already touched the high-level Taoist skills of the Wind Technique, the yellow-level mid-level Taoist skill. Technique—Shadow of Swift Wind Slash!
"I must have been cursed by the panel. In order for me to focus on the puppets, it deprived me of my qualifications in cultivation, physical skills, Taoism, etc.!"
"What a sinister system!"
Su Qing didn't want to admit that except for her slight talent in puppetry, Su Qing was hopeless in other aspects, so she silently passed the blame to the panel.
"Brother Su, run quickly, the monster is here, it's the monster that hurt me that day!"
Ge Ling shouted in panic, interrupting Su Qing's random thoughts.
When he raised his head and looked into the distance, he could only see a vague outline of a giant object several miles away, slowly moving towards him.
Ge Ling flew high and saw far away. The moment he saw the giant thing appear, his body trembled and he almost couldn't hold on to the wind and fell from the air.
In panic, she did not forget to fall next to Su Qing, activated the wind group, blessed Su Qing with the wind technique, and wanted to escape with him.
“It’s the iron-backed bear. It was the one that ate my legs that day. It’s as big as a hill and it makes a loud noise when it runs. Even with the wind technique, I can’t outrun it!”< br>
Ge Ling's little face turned pale with fright. Seeing Su Qing staying still, she hurriedly reminded him, wanting him to know how terrifying this monster was.
Su Qing was also a little panicked at first. With his current ability, it is hard to say that he is more useful than Ge Ling when facing a first-order monster.
After all, the several puppets he refined are not good at fighting. The two Taoist skills he has mastered, the Guidance Technique, can at most prevent him from getting lost when escaping. The yellow-level low-grade Golden Wood Sword is also It will only make the monster more excited.
But when he switched to the sight of the wood spirit servant buried nearby, he didn't panic at all.
“Don’t be afraid, the iron-backed bear is dead. The big sister who came with me the day before yesterday hunted it and is now dragging it towards us!”
< br>Su Qing patted Ge Ling's little head and said comforting words.
"Is she the sister with particularly big breasts? She is really amazing." Ge Ling has a deep memory of Tang Wanqing's huge breasts.
"If you say big, then be big. It's her. If you practice hard, you can be as powerful as her in the future."
"Can't you be as big as her?" Ge Ling was a little disappointed. .
"You are so young, you are thinking of useless things!" Su Qing couldn't help but pat her, and then looked at Tang Wanqing dragging a group of iron-backed bears, which gradually became clearer in her field of vision.
The giant beast, about three feet tall and with skin as thick as iron, was a dead body. As it approached, it made people's minds stagnate. It was hard to imagine its ferocious power when it was alive and kicking.
Tang Wanqing, who was safe and sound, could easily deal with such monsters, and his strength refreshed his understanding.
“This fellow Taoist is a bit strong!”
Su Qing is not surprised that Tang Wanqing can hunt monsters. He can run special industries in Baiyunfang City, or he can fight , or there is someone above, Tang Wanqing is obviously the one who can fight.
But being able to swipe a first-level high-grade monster alone is really too strong!
(End of this chapter)