The man in the world of cultivating immortals

Chapter 39 What?
After taking a shower, he went back to the cabin to dry himself off, changed his clothes, and Wu Dong looked refreshed.

Wu Dong now has a total of four sets of clothes.

When he came, he wore a suit on his body and brought a suit in his package, all bought by Zhao Sihai for him, all bought from the market, without any logo of Sihaimen on it, and it fit very well.

There is no need to consider summer clothes and winter clothes.

Because Wu Dong was already at the seventh level of qi refining when he came here, although it cannot be said that he is completely invulnerable to cold and heat, but he doesn't need to be too afraid of cold and heat, all year round, he can wear spring and autumn clothes that are not thin or thick.

To put it bluntly, wear a green shirt for winter and summer, and wear a green shirt for spring and autumn.

And after coming to Cyanwood Sect, I got two more sets from old man Wei, these two sets didn't fit very well, but were slightly bigger.

Wu Dong is now wearing a slightly larger suit, a bit like pajamas, sitting on the bed to practice in the morning.

As long as it is not a major matter of life and death, as long as it is not really hard to find time, otherwise, it is necessary to practice three times a day in the morning, afternoon and evening. This is the rule that Wu Dong set for himself, and it is actually a habit that has been followed by his predecessor.

In fact, no matter how hard the predecessor cultivated, it would not be of much use.

Qualifications are there.

When Wu Dong took over, it was only one level of Qi Refining, and it was still 135/30000.

It can only be said that many times in this world, it is not fair or unfair, it just makes people speechless and silent, even so silent that they can't even say "it's a cool autumn".

And after taking over this body, thanks to the blessing of the system, and thanks to the sublimation value, Wu Dong's practice is extremely effective, so he will not slack off, and will not be compared to the predecessor of this small body.

Otherwise, if there is a spirit in the predecessor, I am afraid that he will be speechless and silent about his performance.

I don't know what's going on, maybe it's because of the heavy rain. After finishing training, sitting on the bed, Wu Dong gradually had some thoughts, thinking about the experience of the past two years, thinking about the scene when he first came to this world, I also thought of many, many things in my previous life.

Probably heavy rain is like this, it either makes people quiet or makes people feel at a loss.

It might also irritate some people.

In fact, Wu Dong wasn't in a daze, but just had a lot of thoughts and couldn't make up his mind for a while.

He didn't even think about it.

Occasional relaxation and indulgence is not a bad thing. On the earth, Dayu thousands of years ago still knew that the way to control water should be sparse rather than blocked.

Originally, it was time to practice the Wind Control Technique after practicing the Qi Refining Art in the morning, but it was still raining heavily outside, Wu Dong was dry and didn't want to get drenched, and he didn't think that his Wind Control Technique could keep him from dripping rain. Zhan, it's still far from that level, so after sitting on the bed in a daze for a while, Wu Dong simply changed the order and practiced the water control technique that he only practiced at noon in the past.

How did Wu Dong practice water control?

The body sat on the edge of the bed, with both feet stretched out of the bed.

Then, two ping-pong ball-sized water polo, one on the left and one on the right, rolled on his feet.

From the top of the foot to the bottom of the foot.

From between the toes, to the heels.

Two months ago, Wu Dong practiced water control technique like this, which is equivalent to washing his feet once a day, so his feet are quite clean.

To exaggerate, his feet may be cleaner than his hands and face!

After all, it takes half an hour to an hour to practice Yushuishu, and no matter how clean he is, even if he suffers from severe cleanliness, he will never spend an hour washing his face.

And it's like this every day!
Don't say that he is a stinky man, but he is a woman who loves beauty and cleanliness, so it shouldn't be like this, right?
The water polo rolls back and forth on the feet, accompanied by pressing with appropriate strength from time to time.

It gives the impression that Wu Dong is not practicing some water control technique, he is just washing feet!
I don't know if this level is qualified to be a technician.

Or, there really are such technicians in this world?
But that scene was a little bit too fancy, not suitable for children.

Wu Dong's body is just 16 years old.

Is it a child?
Well, why not.

that is!

After being promoted from the tenth level to the eleventh level, at this moment, when he performed the water control technique again, Wu Dong felt that his control power had improved a lot. The two small water balls rolled on his feet more nimbly than before, so nimble as if The raindrops rolling back and forth on the lotus leaves after the rain.

Not just flexible, but agile.

Come to life!
This can no longer be described as like using arms and fingers, but can only be said to be "as you wish, as I wish!"

After a while, the water polo the size of a ping pong ball became the size of an orange.

After a while, the orange-sized water polo became the size of a small watermelon.

After a while, the small watermelon directly turned into a big watermelon, and two water spheres the size of a big watermelon directly wrapped Wu Dong's feet, and now they were not rolling, but turning, like a washing machine washing clothes turn around.

Under Wu Dong's exquisite control, the strength is very suitable!

Let me ask, how could the feet be unclean if you wash your feet like this every day?

Wu Dong's feet extend to the position above the ankle, and there are several color differences between the directly above the calf and knees!

An hour later, Wu Dong received the water control technique, and he threw two big water polo outside the hut.

The heavy rain lasted for half a day and stopped at noon.

This rain comes and goes quickly, not the kind that lingers for days.

After the rain stopped, Wu Dong stood on the top of the hill outside the hut and inspected the medicine field.

The relationship between the heavy rain, now after the rain has subsided, the view is excellent, and the whole valley, up and down, is clear at a glance.

everything is normal!
No place has been washed away, and there are no herbs that need to be replanted. Some of the remaining water is slowly flowing out of the medicine field along the bottom of the slope on the south side.

After inspecting the medicine field, Wu Dong subconsciously looked at the place where weeds were piled up beside the medicine field.

Naturally, the disappearing weed piles did not re-emerge.

The small puddle was still dark green, as if covered with moss.

Just after the heavy rain, the medicine fields below were soft. Wu Dong didn't want to go down, but just stood on the hillside and watched from a distance, then went back to the cabin.

In the afternoon, when Wu Dong immersed himself in reading the pharmacology materials, it was almost fleeting.

In the evening, Wu Dong went out to have a look again.

Look at the medicine fields first, then the haystacks.

He still couldn't forget the disappearing haystack, and there was always a question hovering in his mind.

That is the third type of water condensed by Yushui Technique, um, the third special type of water, what is its nature, and how did it disappear the pile of weeds?
Although the amount of weeds in that pile was not much, but such a pile disappeared in a short while, which still made Wu Dong feel a little startled.

However, this spell cannot be cast now.

Even if he used it shamelessly like in the morning, it was impossible to solve the doubts in his heart.

The medicinal fields are still as normal as in the morning and noon, and even after being watered and washed by the heavy rain, the medicinal herbs look more energetic and vigorous. In the breeze, the branches and leaves move slightly, making the whole valley appear more vibrant exuberant.

And that haystack...

After almost looking over, Wu Dong was taken aback.

A little dumbfounded.

What is that dark green place that seems to be covered with a layer of moss? On top of the dark green, those clusters are popping up?
(End of this chapter)