EFB Chapter 1697: Fairy Mountain on the Sea
Chapter 1697: Fairy Mountain on the Sea
Chapter 1697: Fairy Mountain on the Sea
The sheep's hoof lightly tapped the car and the sheep took off again, flying over several row houses and landing back on the dirt road.
When everyone looked back, they saw that the house was intact, with only one tile being kicked crooked.
This is the first time I see a sheep cart that can fly over eaves and walls. These big sheep have an amazing talent for controlling the wind.
Even the Black Armored Army was amazed. The civilians in the town knelt on the ground. They did not even try to pick up the things that were rolling on the ground. They just bowed their heads in the direction where the sheep cart left, reciting the name of the God of Wind aloud.
The goat cart was moving so fast that He Lingchuan could still hear people calling "Master Xianye" from behind, so he asked Lu Jing, "Don't you often go down the mountain?"
Immortals must be high above the clouds. If the disciples of the Illusion Sect often come down the mountain and mortals can always see them, will there still be a sense of mystery?
Lu Jing said, "Practicing is hard, and the sect does not allow disciples to go down the mountain without permission. There are special people responsible for the purchase and contact of the people."
The sheep cart was moving at an extremely fast speed, almost disappearing in the air. In two and a half seconds it was far away from the town and heading towards Shilong Mountain.
If you look down from a high place, you will find that three-fifths of Yinzhu Island's area belongs to the Shilong Mountain Range. From a distance, the mountain looks like a screen, especially the main peak, Shilong Peak, which towers into the sky. The area above the halfway point is hidden in the clouds, which is very spectacular.
The Yingtai sheep cart also passed through the dedicated lane of the Wind God Temple, but did not stop. Everyone could only feel that the temple was built quite majestically and covered a large area, and then entered the Shilong Mountains.
No one noticed that a boy of about thirteen or fourteen years old standing by the mountain path looked up when he heard the sound and stared at the sheep cart.
He looked at the big sheep pulling the cart, and also saw the people on the cart.
Of course, the sheep cart was as fast as a white horse passing by in the blink of an eye. After just three or five breaths, it disappeared from his sight.
After reaching the top of the mountain, Yingtai's skills became more useful. When he ran, the real scenery on both sides turned into dotted lines, especially when he flew over cliffs and crossed streams as if he were walking on flat ground. Several times he even stepped on the cliff and ran parallel to the ground, and even the sheep, the cart and the people did not fall down.
The only drawback was that the car made people dizzy when it was flying over eaves and walls, and those who couldn't stand steadily could easily sprain their waists, which reminded He Lingchuan of the roller coaster he had ridden in his previous life.
Everyone consciously stayed away from Aunt Zhu. If they accidentally fell on her, she would be covered in holes and blood.
Lu Jing just said that Yingtai could fly with the wind, so why can't he do that now? Oh, it's easy to guess that the concentration of spiritual energy in the blessed land has dropped significantly in the past six months, so they are forced to slow down on land.
This shows how quickly the spiritual energy here is consumed.
He Lingchuan originally suspected that Master Qianhuan had already left the Upside-Down Sea, but from this point of view, this worry was completely unnecessary.
Apart from this ancient immortal, who else can absorb the spiritual energy of this blessed land?
Entering the Shilong Mountains, there are no pilgrims on the roadside. Instead, there are all kinds of rare birds and animals. For example, there is an owl with black spots on a white background perched on a tree branch by the roadside. There are two small antennas on its forehead. But when it turns its head 180 degrees, everyone finds that it has a human face!
Human-faced owl.
The Yingtai car was running in the valley and almost hit a group of spiritual deer. These deer were taller than ordinary horses, pure white like snow, and even glowed with a hazy white light in the gradually darkening valley, looking particularly holy.
The higher you go up the mountain, the richer the spiritual energy becomes.
There was even a thick green mist floating in the air—
Even He Lingchuan had never seen such mist-like spiritual energy before!
Even if everyone had recently experienced the baptism of Emperor Liujiang in the outside world, if they took a few more deep breaths at this time, they would still feel oxygen intoxication!
"The spiritual energy on this mountain is so rich!" Dong Rui was surprised, "At least six or seven times that of the mountain below!"
The spiritual energy of Silver Pearl Island is completely different from that of the human world four months ago.
But the spiritual energy on Shilong Peak is more than five or seven times richer than that on Yinzhu Island!
He Lingchuan knew that this was probably because the spiritual energy sucked in by the spirit gathering formation was concentrated on the Stone Dragon Peak. Silver Pearl Island only picked up a little leakage and drank a mouthful of soup, so the spiritual energy was richer than the outside world.
He took a deep breath and felt his chest and lungs relax and his body become lighter.
These immortals really know how to enjoy life. They hide in caves and paradises and live their own peaceful lives. They don’t care about the ups and downs of life and suffering in the world.
The plight of the people in the Golden Plains? Haha, I can't see it. I can't see it at all.
He Lingchuan pinched the car board. If this was an ordinary car, he would have left several fingerprints on it.
Lu Jing shook his head and said, "It has weakened a lot compared to before. You came from outside, do you know what happened?"
Dong Rui looked confused and asked knowingly: "Ah? What's going on outside?"
Hehe, isn’t it just that the Tiangang formation has been broken, and these bastards can’t absorb spiritual energy from the outside world!
Lu Jing said no more.
Even if these people were from Lingshan, he was a disciple of the Immortal Qianhuan, so there was no need for him to be submissive and he could not answer every question.
Dong Rui asked again: "If we go up the mountain now, can we see the real Qianhuan Zhenren?"
Lu Jing shook his head: "The Immortal Venerable is in seclusion. You have to ask Sect Leader Xiao for details."
He answered very cautiously. After all, after these people went up the mountain, they would know that the Immortal Venerable was in seclusion, so what he said would not be considered a leak. But after He Lingchuan heard this, he and Aunt Zhu looked at each other and thought to themselves, "As expected."
Something happened to Qian Huan.
It was just a suspicion before, but now it can be confirmed.
They had discussed the key points before entering the storm circle. There were some strange things before and after Qian Huan Zhenren's retreat this time. He retreated early and was reluctant to come out. He Lingchuan also pondered whether Qian Huan Zhenren was seriously injured and never recovered.
But Aunt Zhu believed that this possibility was extremely small. For a great immortal at the level of Qianhuan Zhenren, if he could not heal his injuries after more than 150 years of seclusion, it could only be that his origin was damaged.
Even if the gods came down to earth to deal with him, unless the main god took action, it would be difficult for other gods to injure Qianhuan Zhenren like this; on the other hand, if the main god wanted to severely injure Qianhuan Zhenren, he would have to pay a corresponding price, and the most likely result would be a lose-lose situation.
The stronger a person is, the less willing he is to take action personally, so Aunt Zhu is more inclined to believe that Master Qianhuan has encountered some problems in his cultivation.
Just by listening to Lu Jing's answer, it is hard to tell whether it is He Lingchuan or Aunt Zhu who is right.
Wanqi Feng also interrupted: "Has Mr. Lu already cultivated to become an immortal?"
Lu Jing glanced at him and said, "Even in the blessed land of the cave, it is not so easy for immortals to practice."
This means that it is gone.
The road ahead became wider and wider, the huge valley was turned into fields, and the figures of mortals appeared again - carrying baskets and straddling hoes, working hard in the fields.
At first glance, this field looked no different from an ordinary farmland, equally green and lush, with beautiful growth. But Wan Qiliang was sharp-eyed, and while the Yingtai car was speeding, he also spotted two figures running in the field -
The chubby, milky little baby, about the height of a palm, has green leaves on its head with a few red fruits on the leaves.
They almost jumped under the sheep cart, dancing and clapping their hands.
"Wow, a ginseng doll!" Wanqi Liang had only heard of this kind of rare treasure in storybooks before, but he never expected to see it with his own eyes one day, "Is this a fairy field?"
"That's right." Lu Jing asked him, "Is the world gone?"
"It's long gone." Dong Rui sighed, "The best medicinal fields in the world are in Beijia, and they are also cultivated on an intensive and large scale."
No wonder these idiots would never leave this paradise, the welfare here is too good, right?
Lingguang was also watching intently. He could tell at a glance that there were many rare medicinal herbs in the field. They should have been grown on cliffs at high altitudes. They would die if transplanted. They were too precious. Unexpectedly, the immortals planted them here like green onions. They were fat and strong and growing well.
If the sheep cart wasn't running too fast, it would really like to jump off and take a closer look.
Wanqi Liang couldn't help but ask, "I thought the fairy fields had unique planting methods, how come they were also made by mortals?"
Why not use magic to irrigate and plant rice seedlings?
Moreover, the density of mortal farmers here is far higher than that in the plains.
From a distance, it looks like a fairy mountain that is out of reach, but when the camera zooms in, you can see that the green fields are filled with busy figures in plain clothes.
Lu Jing shook his head: "I used to be in charge of the farm affairs in Shilong Peak. Alas, the weeds in the fairy fields grow faster than the spiritual herbs. Some are poisonous, some will strangle the spiritual herbs, and some can sprout again without breaking the roots. In the end, they have to rely on human eyes to identify and human hands to pull them out. What magical power can take care of all these by itself?"
No matter how powerful the tools are, they are no match for the dexterity of human hands. Therefore, human labor is a very important part of this system.
Going further ahead, there are large tracts of fruit trees, mulberry fields and workshops, which are also indispensable for people.
Dong Rui was curious: "They say that the clothes of heaven are seamless, could it be that the immortal's precious clothes were also woven by mortals?"
"If it's not hand-woven, can the silk and brocade automatically weave into clothes?" Lu Jing said with a smile, "No matter what kind of precious clothes it is, the first seven processes such as combing and weaving must be done manually, and the final shaping, refining, and inlaying are taken over by the sect."
Primary raw materials and primary craftsmanship are all the work of ordinary people.
"There are still many disciples who are not able to fast and cannot eat wind and drink dew for a long time. Their food, clothing, shelter and transportation also need to be provided by the entire Silver Pearl Island." Lu Jing added, "The labor in the sect is extremely heavy. How can we accomplish it with just our limited manpower?"
They both said that's why.
He Lingchuan also knew that there was another important reason that Lu Jing avoided mentioning, and that was cost.
Compared with farming with magical powers, mortal labor is much cheaper. They eat less, work more, and are obedient. So why not use it?
Precious spiritual energy should be used for training and fighting, and for refining weapons and setting up formations. Why should it be used for farming?
The basis of all economic activities is nothing more than cost accounting. Even the gods who are high above have to calculate this account.
On the other hand, if the mortals on Silver Pearl Island are of no value to Qian Huan and Huan Zong, their fate will be the most miserable.
No matter which world it is, people can survive only because they still have value and are useful to others.
The sheep cart traveled for a few more miles before the fields on both sides of the mountain road became deserted. Although the paths could still be seen, the weeds had grown very tall.