Junior sister, she reached the pinnacle of life by picking up trash

Chapter 25 Practicing the Spring Rain Technique

When Yan Yun returned to Songxue Peak, he began to study the spring rain technique that Master said.

She practiced the starting formula over and over again, and she couldn't continue doing it halfway each time.

It's not that she forgot, but that she stopped suddenly.

Since she was a child, she knew that she was not a talented player. She had to read the knowledge that others could remember at a few glances several times, and she had to turn many turns to understand the formulas that others could comprehend at once.

So she is not discouraged, if you fail ten times, you will do it a hundred times, and if you fail a hundred times, you will do it a thousand times or ten thousand times.

As long as the result is the same, her efforts are not in vain.

She recalled the precautions mentioned in the teacher class, correcting her own small mistakes every time.

By the time she was able to make the complete hand formula smoothly, most of the afternoon had passed.

But she was very happy, all this was very new to her.

After learning the hand formula, you need to unite your mind and mind, and slowly pour your spiritual power into it.

"boom--"

Seeing a little bit of green light emerge, Yan Yun's eyes lit up, and then it exploded on her fingertips with a bang.

She shrank her fingers in pain and rubbed her head, not wanting to understand.

It's okay, come again a million times!

By the time she touched the threshold completely and could barely rain a drizzle, it was already evening.

Although the rain can only fall for a few seconds, and the area is pitifully small, but Yan Yun's heart is sweet, and he finally learned it!

Strike while the iron was hot, she practiced it over and over again, and didn't stop until her spiritual power was exhausted.

The high-intensity concentration made her very sleepy when she stopped. She yawned, opened the window to let the cold wind blow, and immediately became more awake.

Yan Yun suddenly remembered the bag of seeds last time, and took it out of the storage bag.

She ran to the backyard and swept away the snow to make a field.

This bag of seeds is no different from ordinary seeds, Yan Yun picked it up purely because of the farming genes in his bones.

And the system said it was high-level, which gave her some ideas.

But she was almost shocked when she went down with a hoe. The ground was frozen hard by the perennial snow. As a southerner, she realized it.

She silently held the hoe and gave up the thought of cultivating in the backyard.

At this time, the sky is also suitable for the occasion, and it starts to snow, and it is white.

She used to be very eager to see snow, but after coming here, she became a little numb.

Snowflakes fell on her one by one, on the clearing she had just cleared. When she looked up, countless snowflakes poured down, forming oblique angles with the wind.

Walking a few hundred meters here, there is a watchtower, and you can see most of the Zongmen's architectural landscape.

When Yan Yun first came to Songxue Peak when he was young, he was often so scared that he couldn't sleep, so he would run to the pavilion in front, because there happened to be a view of Jiuxiao Temple.

The little girl's memory overlapped with her previous life's memory for a moment, she suppressed the emotions rising in her heart and forced herself not to think about those.

Let's think about how to plant these seeds first.

Yan Yun thought about it, so he ran to the southeast waste yard, and saw Zhou Zhengyuan right after the meeting.

"Uncle Master."

"Hey, come to work for me again, why haven't I seen you these days?"

Zhou Zhengyuan drank some wine, a little drunk, and looked at Yan Yun with a smile.

"You see what you need to do, uncle, I will continue to drink."

He was still wearing the clothes Yan Yun wore when he saw him that day, and he waved his hand and turned around to ignore her.

"Uncle, what's your name?"

Yan Yun was not in a hurry to leave, she chased after him and started talking to him.

"It seems that I have rarely seen you."

Zhou Zhengyuan stopped and looked at her, her curious gaze did not contain any trace of malice.

"Me? Nobody."

He raised the jug and took a sip, then shook his head, it was obvious that he was not very willing to talk about it.

"Then you didn't accept disciples? It feels like you are always here alone."

Yan Yun followed him, she went wherever he went.

"I am like this and still accept disciples? Hahahaha."

Zhou Zhengyuan laughed, "To be my disciple is to live in a garbage dump."

"Don't follow me, little girl, go and do your work. If you want to work, then do it. If you don't want to work, then go back. Uncle Shi is not an unreasonable person."

He was obviously starting to get a little drunk, and his footsteps were a little wobbly.

After hearing what he said, Yan Yun stopped in place and watched him enter the cabin, and then the cabin was dimly lit.

She wanted to take some soil back, so she found an open space and started hoeing.

Her movements are very familiar, as if she has done it thousands of times, and within a while, she has hoeed all the soil she needs.

Afterwards, she started picking and throwing at the scrap yard, packing up the useful ones, and throwing the useless ones into a new open space opened by her.

"System, don't you want to check if there are any good things here?"

"It's all rubbish."

The system deliberated for a while, and still said it out, and their hosts were considered treasures.

"If you are not in charge of the family, you don't know how expensive firewood is. A little bit is a billion bit."

Yan Yun sighed, such as these magical weapons that were blown up, and the heavenly secret disk that failed after one use... are all good things.

"..."

Duocai doesn't understand, but it will never tell its friends that it has a host who likes to pick up trash.

Other people's hosts are doing business to make money, and its host is picking up garbage to make money.

The bright moon floats on the branches, exuding gentle moonlight.

She was squatting on the ground, trying to pick a handful of glazed stones inlaid on the bronze mirror.

The hard work paid off, and she finally got it out after she almost broke her fingernails.

Glazed stone is the most commonly used gemstone in the headgear worn by women in the world of cultivating immortals. Although it is very common, it is always useful to save up!
"Host, I'll show you a clear path. You go to the pile of garbage in the southwest. At the bottom there is a broken copper and iron of the first rank and sixth rank."

I really can't bear to look at how rich I am.

...The broken copper and rotten iron of the first grade and sixth grade? Is this any different from a thick sheet?

Even though he didn't know what a first-grade and sixth-order piece of metal was, Yan Yun was still very moved.

She clapped her hands and walked over there.

She hadn't come to pick up the pile of rubbish in the southwest. Looking at the pile of rubbish as high as the mountain, Yan Yun fell into deep thought.

Three seconds later, she took out a large bag. It was a small but easy-to-carry storage bag that she picked up just now. It was shaped like a sack.

Besides being ugly, it's pretty.

It just so happened that a disciple came over to throw out trash. When she saw Yan Yun squatting there, she was taken aback, "What are you doing here! You are so scared to death."

He muttered and threw away the trash and ran away.

Yan Yun moves very fast now, his eyes are like a scanner, and if he sees something good on it, he throws it into the sack.

"Ugh..."

The soft whimper of the little beast sounded, pitifully, Yan Yun heard it.

She paused, followed the voice, and her eyes fell on the thing that the disciple just threw away.

(End of this chapter)