Cultivation of Immortals Begins with Drilling Wood To Make Fire

  Chapter 78 [There are no years in the mountains, only when the cold passes will you know spring]

   "The southern part is wild mountains, covered with dense forests of poisonous insects, miasma swamps, dense mist, everything is evergreen, colorful clouds cover the peaks, rainy and sunny, the roads are difficult, and there is almost no way."

   "Only relying on these writings, it is still difficult to understand how big the world is, and no one writes what is beyond the world. Of course, I believe that in the future, there will be people who will explore the ends of the four poles."

   "The four directions of the world can be said to be full of small countries, and occasionally there are large and small tribes. Although these also have the same language and script as the Central Plains, they are not convinced by the king. They can be regarded as ignorant and uncivilized."

   "Most of them rely on geographical advantages and stay on one side, but they often have feuds, attack each other endlessly, and their leaders change frequently."

   "Among the four directions is the Central Plains."

"The forty-two prefectures are all over the place, each prefecture has several prefectures, many fields and many cities, everywhere culture and education are prosperous, and the population is thriving. There are many crafts and skills, no matter fabrics, utensils, house construction, farming, food, forging... All let Envy elsewhere, the gap between the Quartet and the Central Plains cannot be calculated by reason."

   "The Central Plains has a large population, traffickers, farmers and craftsmen, gifted scholars and beautiful women, emperors and generals, jointly created this balance year."

   "The scenic spots in various places are intoxicating. There are high mountains and rivers, desert forests, plains and hills, basins and plateaus, swamps and lakes, tiankengs and karst caves. There are palaces and cities, pavilions, houses and farmland on them. Therefore, the Central Plains is the most beautiful place in the world."

"This Yunzhong Mountain is under the rule of Ninghe Prefecture in Jingzhou, and it is more than a thousand miles away from the East China Sea. The Tianzhou and Jingzhou mentioned by those passers-by are more than a thousand miles north of this mountain, and they are quite prosperous. It is also Shangzhou. If Tianzhou and Jingzhou are in chaos, it will be difficult to govern."

  Fang Chang's voice fell, and Zhang Chun, the **** of Yunzhongshan, pondered deeply without saying a word.

  Picking up the high-necked teapot in front of him and pouring it for Zhang Shanshen on the opposite side, Fang Chang said with a smile: "As I said just now, we can only wait for the situation to become clearer. Before that, let's enjoy ourselves first."

  The mountain **** came to his senses and nodded slowly.

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  The days in the mountains made Fang Chang insensitive to time.

  Sometimes he doesn't pay attention, and a year and a half pass away like this. Now he can't tell what month and day it is.

  Winter has already slipped away, and even most of spring is over.

  The mountains are green, the springs are gurgling, and the streams are cheerful. After the mating season, the birds, beasts and insects have begun to breed and feed the next generation, which is unbearable.

   For this reason, Fang Chang simply stopped hunting and ate the unused stocks in winter, including bacon, salted fish, air-dried birds, etc., and then all kinds of fresh vegetables and fruits in spring.

   It is foreseeable that in two months, the number of bamboo rats in the bamboo forest halfway up the mountain and at the foot of the sunny **** will recover greatly, and the wild rabbits in the mountains will continue to show signs of flooding.

  On the fairy habitat cliff, the snow has already melted away.

  Even the clump of rocks above the sea of ​​clouds in the back mountain melted away the ice and snow, revealing a dark body.

   During this half a year, Fang Chang has not been idle.

  The scenery on the cliff has been greatly improved.

  A bamboo fence encloses several huts, two kilns and the new field. The entrance is open, and a branch of the Huanhua River is put in, allowing it to meander through the courtyard. Some small saplings were planted outside the bamboo fence in the small courtyard. At this time next year, the surrounding trees will be full of shade.

   Fang Chang fired more bricks, but did not use them to build houses.

  In addition to being used to lay the floor of the house, they also paved several brick roads starting from the door of the thatched cottage used as a bedroom, extending to the kitchen of the shed, and extending to the kiln and the acre of land.

   There is also a road from the entrance of the small courtyard, paved all the way, extending to the morning class stone on the edge of the cliff.

  In the shed, tiles were newly piled up, which was Fang Chang's experimental work, which was quite successful. But these huts are still covered with bamboo tiles and bamboo branches thatched, and have not been used yet.

  But what attracts the most attention is the series of tools added in the shed, especially the agricultural tools, including plows with plows and triangular bronze plow bodies, which are assembled on thick wooden frames and look solid.

This is all because, after winter passed and the snow disappeared, there were a lot of dead branches exposed in the mountains and forests on the cliffs. After collecting a large number of them, he only opened a few kilns and got a lot of charcoal, so he simply went down the mountain to collect a lot of copper mines. The tin ore was melted and made into bronze ingots, which were piled up in the shed, and the other part was poured directly into various farm tools, which were used to renovate the fields after the snow fell in spring.

   "Moo—"

  When the voice sounded, a green rattan chair was placed on the open space in the courtyard.

  Fang Chang was not busy today, but lay leisurely on the chair, watching the birds in the sky, and the clouds that were constantly changing in the high-altitude wind.

  This rattan chair was made by him in winter when he was bored, and it seems very comfortable so far.

  He even considered whether he should also settle his sleep on the rattan chair. After his cultivation has improved recently, he no longer pays much attention to the set of breath-adjusting formulas before going to bed.

   On the contrary, Fang Chang has never failed in the method of guiding like a tiger, a bear, a bird, and a deer, and he takes time to practice every day.

  Hearing this long cry, Fang Chang didn't get up, and turned his head to look at the side of the upper cliff.

  There are two bull horns protruding first, and then the whole bull demon, which is extremely strong.

  During the meal before, some fruit stones that were thrown down the hillside have grown. Fang Chang didn't like throwing fruit cores into the fire at the beginning. Although Gein himself cut down trees and weeds, he didn't like this behavior of burning for no reason. It was thrown downhill.

   It's a random thing without a trace.

   However, the miscellaneous vegetation on the hillside has seriously blocked the way to the immortal cliff. Seeing that Liu Aniu was panting, he obviously suffered a bit.

  The cow demon Liu A Niu climbed up with his four hooves, saw that the courtyard was boring, and laughed from a distance:

   "Shangxian, the little Liu A Niu came to the appointment."

   "Oh, so it's A Niu, come here quickly, you arrived at the right time, and rest on the cliff for a night, tomorrow we will open up that mu of field together and plant millet and sorghum."

   "But according to the order of the gods!"

  Fang Chang straightened up from the reclining chair, and said to the bull demon: "A Niu, sit down."

  Liu A Niu heard the words, looked at the stone bench next to him, and was still lying down under the ginkgo tree next to him, and looked at the fairy in front of him expectantly.

   Regarding what Fang Shangxian said last year, after careful consideration, Ah Niu came to this fairy cliff in spring because he was more convinced by the other party.

  He is going to follow the route instructed by Fang Chang, fulfill the appointment, and try to comprehend the true meaning of transformation from it.

  Fang Chang and Liu A Niu chatted one after another, talked about the weather in the mountains, asked A Niu about his winter itinerary, and introduced his recent works:

  He was planning to make paper recently. He chose a stone pit from the side and put it into bamboo retting to make it. Fang Chang also started research and trial production of several other stationery utensils such as brushes, inkstones and inkstones.

   Thank you, Chiu and Chuyou, for your reward of Butterfly Sauce.

  (end of this chapter)