Five Elements Heaven

Not far from him, in the center of the alley, a figure was stuck in a pool of yellow sand, as if struggling in quicksand.

Ai Hui was on alert. The quicksand in the middle of the alley made him immediately think of soil repair.

The earth cultivator has many weird killing moves, which are hard to guard against. After a while, there was nothing else going on. Ai Hui looked carefully and noticed that there was something special about the figure with only half of his body exposed.

The skin is light yellow and has a rough texture of gravel. There is a white mask on the face, and the material looks like some kind of hard rock.

Ai Hui suddenly said: Sand puppet?

The other party stopped struggling, glanced at him, and replied: Yes, you can call me Loulan.

A deep, deep male voice with a hint of hoarseness.

Sand puppets are one of the most beloved skills of earthworkers. They are not difficult to make and easy to repair. They are hard-working and suitable for some physical work. The heavy sand produced in Wuxingtian's Huangshajiao is of extraordinary quality, which directly popularized the art of sand puppetry. When he was in the wilderness, Ai Hui had seen many sand puppets, so he could recognize them quickly.

It seems that you have encountered some trouble. Ai Hui walked to Lou Lan and squatted down: Is there something wrong with the sand core?

The most common problem with the sand puppet is the sand core. The sand core is not a natural thing, but is made from heavy sand. It is the core component of the sand puppet. Due to the different technical attainments of each person, the sand core of each sand puppet is different.

The whole body of the sand puppets is made of yellow sand, and the sand core is the key to their body changes. Once there is a problem with the sand core, their bodies will turn into a pile of loose sand.

Yes, it's an old problem. Lou Lan was a little helpless: Can you help me? My master is Master Shao. He lives in the second to last building in the alley. Can you send him a message for me?

The second to last building in the alley? Ai Hui raised an eyebrow: It seems we have to be neighbors for a while.

Loulan's spiritual level is not low, and it seems that there is a very powerful local cultivator living next door.

As soon as Ai Hui put his palm into the yellow sand, he immediately felt the rich earth energy. It was as if his palm fell into a millstone and was crushed by the thick earth energy. His whole face was shaken, and Jin Yuanli spread all over his palms. His palms were like sharp daggers, sinking into the yellow sand.

to beat.

As soon as Ai Hui finished speaking, the gold energy gathered in his palm suddenly exploded.

boom!

A muffled sound exploded from the yellow sand, and an invisible shock spread quickly. The squirming yellow sand stagnated, and Loulan's body froze.

Two seconds later, Loulan's pupils lit up with light, and the scattered yellow sand was like iron sand attracted by a magnet, quickly gathering towards his body.

In the blink of an eye, not a grain of yellow sand was left on the ground, and Lou Lan's body returned to its original state. He moved his body and his tone was full of surprise: It's a very magical technique. How did you do it?

It's a very simple technique. Ai Hui corrected casually, picking up his old cloth bag again and putting it on his shoulders: It can only be used for emergency purposes. You have to re-check the sand core when you go back.

It's really not a very powerful method. In the wilderness, Ai Hui saw the local cultivator use this method to deal with troubled sand puppets more than once. Although it didn't work every time, it worked seven or eight times out of ten.

However, this was his first time to practice, and no local cultivator would let a coolie help him repair the sand puppet.

Of course, Loulan never felt that Ai Hui was a novice, but felt that he was full of the demeanor of an expert.

Thank you very much! Lou Lan saluted and thanked Ai Hui sincerely: I haven't asked you for your name yet.

It's easy, my name is Ai Hui. Ai Hui waved his hand, indicating that Lou Lan didn't mind, and walked forward: Let's go, we are going in the same direction.

Loulan followed Ai Hui: Where are you going?

Bingfeng Dojo, is it here? Ai Hui said casually.

As expected, we are neighbors. Loulan's deep voice was full of excitement: We are next door, is that your home? It seems that no one has lived there.

Home……

Ai Hui's footsteps hesitated slightly, but then he said as usual: No, I accepted the commission and was responsible for cleaning.

Loulan snorted, So you're a new student?

That's right. Ai Hui nodded. He could already feel that Lou Lan rarely went out.

There is room for growth in the intelligence of sand puppets. The fighting sand puppets Ai Hui had seen in the wilderness were all cunning and ruthless, and they were real murder weapons.

In the wilderness, there is a saying that if you want to know what a local cultivator is like, you can tell by looking at his sand puppet. Looking at Loulan, you can tell that his master, Master Shao, is a local cultivator who does not care about worldly affairs and devotes himself to cultivation.

Here we are, this is the Bingfeng Dojo. Lou Lan pointed to the old house at the end of the alley ahead.

It's really hard to build a dojo in such a remote place... Ai Hui shook his head. It was probably because of his three years of experience in the sword cultivation dojo that he was much more sensitive to the dojo. I had thought that the location of the dojo would be relatively remote, but when I saw it with my own eyes, I realized it was even more remote than I thought.

Is he another boss-like tragic figure?

possible. Didn’t the old man say that the landlord hasn’t been contacted for more than 20 years? In fact, the subtext is that I don’t know whether I live or die.

Well, Ai Hui felt that he was taking a little too much care. Anyway, he was here for the reward. The dojo had nothing to do with him, and the life and death of the landlord had nothing to do with him.

There were spider webs all around the door, and the wooden plaque on the door was covered with a thick layer of dust. Even the words on the wooden plaque were blurred. If you didn't know the words Bingfeng Dojo in advance, you would definitely not have recognized it.

I took out the key, unlocked the door easily, and found the right place.

Pushing open the door, thick dust immediately fell like snow.

Ai Hui stood at the door for a while and waited for the dust to clear before walking in.

The courtyard was in ruins and desolation, the weeds were taller than a person, most of them were swordgrass, and they looked like sword bushes pointing to the sky. Ai Hui's eyes twitched. He planted swordgrass in his own house. The homeowner's hobby was really weird.

The greatest use of sword grass is to make grass swords. Ai Hui's weapon is a grass sword made of sword grass.

But when he saw the sword grass growing taller than him all over the yard, his head immediately grew bigger. The texture of swordgrass is very tough, far stronger than steel. Cutting swordgrass is a chore. What's even worse is that the sword grass is thick and thick. If you accidentally break into it, you will most likely be cut all over.

Ai Hui shook his head and smiled bitterly.

What made him even more depressed was that these sword grasses were too thick and old. If it is five-year-old swordgrass, it can still be sold for some money. The size of the swordgrass leaves at this period is just right for making grass swords. The thicker and older swordgrass leaves are too large and are useless.

I can help. Loulan said to Ai Hui.

Ai Hui shook his head: I will do it myself. You need to check the sand core. It was just an emergency measure and cannot solve the problem.

Okay. Lou Lan tilted his head: You can wait until I come over tomorrow.

I'll do it myself. I'll do the work after I get the money. Ai Hui said as he opened his old cloth bag. He was not in the habit of leaving things to others.

Okay, I'll go back first. Lou Lan said no more, and his body turned into a pool of quicksand, seeping into the ground and disappearing.

As a troublesome plant, swordgrass is quite a headache, but this does not include Ai Hui.

After staying in the wilderness for three years, Ai Hui is now considered a semi-expert on plants. Unfortunately, his physique is not wood-type. Otherwise, he feels that his future as a wood cultivator is obviously much greater than that of a metal cultivator.

His old cloth bag was stuffed with all kinds of strange things, including animal bones, furs, plant seeds, stones of special colors, all kinds of things. This was the spoils of his three years in the wilderness and all his savings. Most of them were collected by himself, some were gifts from Lord Yuanxiu, and some scraps that Yuanxiu didn't like.

Ai Hui kept it carefully. No matter what happened, his cloth bag was never lost.

He dug out a small red bottle, which was a kind of fire poison he had equipped in the wilderness. Its name was Burning Wood. It is not very toxic and cannot be used in combat, but in the wilderness, it is a must-have item that everyone will carry with them. Its greatest function is weeding.

The wild vegetation is overgrown, blocking out the sky and the sun, making it difficult to walk in many places, and camping requires clearing a large open space.

The vitality of plants in the wild is very strong. There are so many weeds that are tougher than swordgrass that it is extremely difficult to deal with them manually. Ordinary flames are of no use, and fire poison such as burning wood must be used.

Ai Hui opened the bottle, and a smell of sulfur immediately filled the air. The red color is like lava burning wood, poured into the swordgrass bushes.

When the burning wood is stained with the blades of swordgrass, the green swordgrass immediately turns gray, and the gray spreads at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The smell of sulfur in the air became lighter. In about five minutes, the originally green swordgrass bushes completely turned gray.

puff!

The gray swordgrass collapsed like an avalanche, leaving ashes of vegetation on the ground.

Ai Hui skillfully shoveled the plant ash on the ground into the soil, which can effectively inhibit the growth of weeds. Weeds don't like the smell of fire poison.

He moved quickly and cleared the yard in a blink of an eye. Get a broom and clear away the cobwebs in the corner. Fetch water from the well and scrub the floor clean. The dust is so thick that you need to wash it at least five or six times.

Remove the diseased leaves from the old gourd in the stone trough in the corner of the house, wrap its main vine around the pavilion pillar, hang the largest gourd under the eaves, wrap the other vines along the eaves, and carefully scrub the surface of each gourd.

All doors and windows are opened for ventilation.

He hung the old wooden plaque that had been exposed to the sun and rain back to the main hall, cleaned the copper incense burner, found a bundle of incense from the cabinet, lit three sticks and inserted them.

After a whole day of work, the dojo has a completely new look.

As night falls, the gourds hanging under the eaves emit a soft light, illuminating the dojo brightly. The clean bluestone slabs, old and simple wooden houses, neatly placed utensils, and the burning incense bring a hint of sweetness.

The peaceful scene in front of him seemed like a dream hidden deep in his heart, walking up to him without warning.

So caught off guard, so irresistible.

He was a little stunned.

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PS: Loulan’s character design has been made, and a poster has also been made. It will be sent to Fangfang’s WeChat public platform later. Friends who are interested can add WeChat to see it. The poster is very beautiful!