Martial arts become gods

Chapter 606 Bone Patterns
"In most places here, the aura of heaven and earth is thin, and basically need to use bone patterns to restore vitality." Sun Yong said.

Mo Xian frowned, and took out a middle-grade Yun Lingshi.

This Zhongyun Lingshi is also something that can cause a sensation outside, but Sun Yong and others just took a look and lost interest.

Sure enough, Mo Xian found that the middle-grade Yun Lingshi, which was originally full of energy, seemed to be dead here, without any fluctuations, and there was no way to replenish the energy that had been consumed before.

He tried several more things and found that none of them worked.

The conditions in this place are more harsh than he imagined.

Improving his strength is the most important thing for him now, but he didn't expect to come to such a ghostly place suddenly.

But what comforted him a little was that the people who came in with him would definitely face this kind of embarrassment, and they shouldn't pose a threat to him in a short time.

"It seems that we need to get more bone patterns!" Thinking of this, Mo Xian subconsciously said.

"It's not that simple. The places that are good for hunting monsters are basically occupied by people. We rely on the attacks of monsters every day to make a living." Sun Yong said.

"No, then go grab it!" Helena said indifferently, grabbing seems to have become her life creed.

"Yeah, let's grab it!" Mo Xian seemed to be spoiled by Helena during this time.

"After a long time, you will naturally understand. The rules here are definitely more complicated than those outside." Sun Yong smiled wryly, and at the same time began to direct and distribute bone patterns.

This time, a total of 20 yuan bone patterns were obtained, which is too small compared to the number of them.

Everyone stared at those bone patterns with burning eyes, and at the same time swallowed with difficulty, but there was no such thing as looting.

Sun Yong took out half of it, handed it to Mo Xian, and said with some embarrassment: "It stands to reason that you should all give it to you, but some people were injured, so..."

Mo Xian didn't pick it up. He noticed that the older warriors were basically around and didn't intend to come over.

Obviously, these bone patterns don't have their share.

"Aren't you going to give them some?" He asked curiously.

Sun Yong's face froze, and he said: "You know, this place is no better than the outside, and the vitality cannot be replenished sufficiently, and basically loses most of the fighting power when you get older, and these bone lines can only be reserved for younger people. "

This is also something that cannot be helped, if there are no young warriors to resist the monsters, the older warriors will not be able to survive at all.

"Then give them mine, I don't need these for now." Mo Xian nodded and said.He found that although he could not get supplemental energy, the phantom body in the lightning imprint was still cultivating.

That is to say, the cultivation of the phantom body does not depend much on the energy of heaven and earth in the surrounding environment, and the lightning mark itself seems to be able to communicate with a space with sufficient aura of heaven and earth.

In this way, he is basically a transcendent existence here.

"Really?" Sun Yong's voice trembled a little.

"Don't thank me. When I need it, I won't hesitate." Mo Xian said flatly, and he was not the kind of person who was full of sympathy.

"More... more!" Sun Yong nodded gratefully, and immediately sent the bone patterns to those aged warriors.

Seeing this, the old people's eyes were a little red with excitement, and they were about to kowtow to Mo Xian.

After allocating the bone patterns, everyone started to practice, and one bone pattern is often used in turn, so the effect is naturally greatly reduced.

Helena moved out a big bed from the ring and slept comfortably.

In the dead of night, Mo Xian stood in the darkness, trying his best to feel the aura of heaven and earth around him.

He could clearly feel that the aura of heaven and earth here was not thin, but he couldn't absorb it, as if it was imprisoned by some inexplicable force.

After a few tries, he gave up.

The night passed quickly, and in the early morning of the next day, Sun Yong and the others quickly finished their practice.

Mo Xian was surprised to see that they actually took out various stone tools.

He is very familiar with this kind of tool, and it is the farm tool that he used to make frequently.

"You guys, don't you want to farm?" Mo Xian asked suspiciously.

"Exactly!" Sun Yong said embarrassingly. After all, he is a warrior, and now he wants to farm land. It really makes people laugh out loud.

However, this is something that can’t be helped. Without the nourishment of Yuanli, they have to eat, otherwise it will increase the consumption of Yuanli, so they have to support themselves.

"Take me to have a look!" Mo Xian was very curious about what kind of land the warrior was.

Soon, a group of people came to a huge farmland, where various edible plants were planted, but none of them seemed to be found in the outside world.

"Where do these seeds come from?" Mo Xian asked curiously.

"The strong people in the city will provide it, but the eight floors of the harvest belong to them." Sun Yong smiled wryly.

Mo Xian was directly petrified. Here, it seems that he has really returned to the primitive society, where farmers farm and pay rent to landlords.

The group of people soon started to work, sweating profusely, facing the loess and back to the sky, really just like those hard-working farmers outside, or even worse.

Because of the precious energy, they dare not use it at all, and can only use those stone tools to cultivate the ground, and the efficiency is not generally low.

It was really strange to see a large group of warriors digging the ground with stone tools, so Mo Xian suddenly had an idea in his heart, since the tools brought in from outside could not be used, then the ones made here should be usable.

He is a blacksmith himself, so as long as he has the materials, it is not a problem to make some farm tools.

Simply having nothing to do, he immediately started looking for metal under Xiao En's guidance.

The requirements for farm tools are not high and do not require too precious materials.

Soon, they found a piece of iron ore on a small hill. Although it was only a rough stone, it was not a problem.

It is almost just a matter of thought for a fifth-grade blacksmith to create ordinary farm tools.

After a while, Mo Xian made dozens of farm tools as if playing around.

Although it is just an ordinary farm tool, there is a faint spiritual energy running.

"As expected, it was made by a blacksmith. This farm tool is different!" Mo Xian muttered triumphantly, and then put all the farm tools into the ring.

After returning to the ridge again, looking at Sun Yong and the others, Mo Xian still felt weird. This situation was really weird, and he had his eyes opened this time.

"Sun Yong!" He yelled, and Sun Yong walked over immediately, wiped the sweat off his head and said, "I made you laugh!"

"It's okay, I used to be a farmer!" Mo Xian smiled, and then took out all the farm tools.

"Where did it come from?" Sun Yong's eyes lit up, and he picked up a farm tool and almost kissed him.

This farm tool, which is so common in the outside world, is like gold in his eyes, shining like gold.

"I did it!" Mo Xian said flatly, hiding his achievements and fame.

"Big fellows, come here quickly, the village head has distributed farm tools!" Sun Hai shouted excitedly.

"When did I become the village head?" The corner of Mo Xian's mouth twitched unnaturally. Although he had a great ambition to be the village head when he was in Mojia Village, but at that time he was still young, thinking that the village head was already It's over the top.

(End of this chapter)