MTL - Cultivation of Immortals Begins with Drilling Wood To Make Fire-Chapter 44 【Collecting Copper from Zhongshan Mountain】

  Chapter 44 [Collecting Copper from Zhongshan Mountain]

  Zhang Shanshen smiled, recalled the past, and said:

   "More than four hundred and seventy years ago, when the first mountain **** on Yunzhongshan left his post, he entrusted a dream to the magistrate of Zheng County at that time, and asked him to select talents from the past to take over the position and manage Yunzhongshan."

   "At that time, I had a family life. I passed away not long ago, and I was well-known during my lifetime. The magistrate of Zheng County visited the village, and after learning about the situation, he wrote an imperial edict, and announced my name to all directions, so that it was well known by the villagers at that time."

"He sent people to renovate this mountain temple, and then held many sacrifices with me as the new mountain god. With the approval of this matter, there were many people, and under the influence of inspiration, I was recognized by heaven and earth, and I returned from that reincarnation He was dragged back and took office here."

   "There are rules between heaven and earth. When I came to this mansion, I knew in my heart that I had become a mountain god, and I naturally understood my responsibilities. For the past five hundred years, I have been conscientious and hardworking, and I am worthy of this body."

  The voice fell, and the mountain **** touched the teacup. Seeing that the temperature was right, he said:

   "Shangxian please drink tea."

  Fang Chang nodded, picked up the fine porcelain cup, and carefully admired it. In the white inner wall of the tea set, the light green tea soup exudes a delicate fragrance, and the color is very pleasant.

   Take a sip, the temperature is suitable, the lips and teeth are fragrant, and it feels better than the usual bamboo tube.

  In the future, if I have the opportunity, I will also make a set by myself, but the current kiln temperature is not enough, and I still need to find porcelain clay and glaze, which cannot be done in a short time.

  He then asked:

   "Zhang Shanshen, I didn't ask in detail last time, does the mountain **** still have a term?"

"certainly."

  The mountain **** put down the teacup in his hand and replied with a smile:

   "It's not uncommon for the gods to be unclear. Gods are different from practitioners. We are natural products of heaven and earth. We follow the way. We are like mortal officials with responsibilities. Unlike practitioners, we are free and easy."

   "But there is nothing eternal in the world, and the position of the mountain **** is the same. After serving for a long time, you will know when your merits and virtues are complete, and you will naturally pass away when the time comes. Reincarnation is a good family."

   "The role of human gods such as mountain gods and lands is the best place to go, not only because they can live for thousands of years, but also because they can accumulate merit, reincarnation is still human, and reincarnation goes to good places..."

  Pick up the pot to refill the water for both parties, and the mountain **** continues to share the duties of the mountain **** for Fang Chang.

  The mountain **** also told Fang Chang that there are many works on this in the "Miscellaneous Notes on Geography, Mountains and Rivers" that he gave as a gift.

  Fang Chang didn't know much about these trivial matters. He opened the book excitedly, and searched for two articles with the mountain **** to appreciate them, and had a good conversation.

   After chatting for a while, the mountain **** sighed:

"This mountain in the clouds, the mountains are good, the water is good, the scenery is good, the animals and plants have spiritual energy, but there are few people. There are only a few monsters that have transformed into horizontal bones, but they also have their own lives, and there are a few that are difficult to communicate with. .”

   "Being a mountain **** for hundreds of years, the most I feel is boredom."

   "I don't know if Zhangshan can master the four arts?" Fang Chang asked.

   "Before I was born, I was considered a rough person. When I was young, I went to private schools for a few years, and I can still read characters, but I don't know anything about piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. If I think about it, I won't be bored."

   "Well, if you have a chance to play chess, you can make two chessboards and play chess together."

   "It's so good, I'll have to be taught by an immortal."

  ...

  …

  Fang Chang's back basket fell apart.

  With so much use, it's finally overwhelmed and worn out.

  The repaired back basket was not supported, and when Fang Chang put a few big stones into it and carried it on his back, it was scattered all over the ground.

  Looking at the vines that collapsed on the ground, Fang Chang silently put them away, grabbed them and went back up the cliff. The few big rocks were thrown here first, anyway, they were just rocks.

  The vines grew very fast, and after Fang Chang continued to collect them, the vines above the valley beside the Xianqi Cliff did not decrease.

This time he chose a batch of thick old vines, cut them down, tied them with thin vines, and carried them back to the hut. The old baskets were dead, and it was time to replace them with stronger and more durable ones. It was also time to collect some copper ore and bring them back. .

  When I went to face the pangolin monster and solve the water source problem in Linxi Village, Fang Chang could feel that he was very lacking in protective equipment in the battle that didn't happen.

  The straight-backed jade small table knife that never leaves the body is relatively inconvenient, too small.

  It is good for cooking, but it is not enough for body protection.

  Although after these days of companionship, this small jade knife is more aura because of the material, but after all, jade is not metal, and its texture is soft. If the other party has a magic weapon, it may suffer some disadvantages.

  Taking out the knife on his body, he pulled it out of the bark sheath, and Fang Chang held it in his hand to play with.

  He has always been very careful with this knife. He didn't use it to chop hard objects, but only used it to cut meat and vegetables, or to cut cooked food, and he didn't even touch the bones.

  Therefore, the jade knife is smooth and free of scratches. Since it is always with you, this small jade knife seems to have a little luster, and it is more agile when it rotates.

  The straight back of the blade looks very pleasing to the eye, the palm-length blade is very sharp, and the back handle is wrapped with a thin rope made of rattan leather, which is seamless and smooth.

   This piece is excellent.

   However, it is a table knife after all.

   Next, dig some copper ore to smelt it and make a sword.

  Insert the knife into the bark sheath again and put it back on his body. Fang Chang continued to weave the basket with his head bowed.

  The water in the earthen pot beside the fire pond was already boiling, and while the water was tumbling, he scooped up water to make a bamboo tube of tea and put it aside, weaving it slowly but steadily in his hands.

  Because of its infinite strength, the thick rattan is as easy to use as a cloth belt. With fingers running around, weave this extraordinarily strong basket.

   Take a light pat, and it's pretty solid.

  Removing the rope from the wall that he had made boringly the night before, Fang Chang dexterously tied the rope into a wide flat strap, fixed it up and down on both sides of the basket, and completed the last step.

  Looking at it in his hand, he smiled at his new basket:

   "Well, I hope you can survive for a year or so."

   Roasted the beast's hind legs and ate it, drank the tea in the bamboo tube next to it in one gulp, Fang Chang used a descaling technique on his mouth, then carried the new basket on his back, and went down towards Xianqi Cliff.

  The mountain where the pangolin monster dug through the water vein back then is still some distance away, only a few hills away from Linxi Village.

  In the valley next to this mountain, there are outcrops of copper mines.

  For monsters, being able to refine crossbones can be said to be a big monster, but their cultivation level is uneven, or in other words, refining crossbones requires chance and luck.

  Among the monsters Fang Chang had seen, the pangolin monster was truly powerful.

  Although he had never done anything, he could feel that the pangolin demon was far stronger than the monkeys, dogs, cattle, foxes and the like he had encountered, but he was frightened by himself at the time and surrendered suddenly.

   It’s just that it can still be seen that the pangolin is too cunning and dull, or not kind, and it doesn’t pay attention to its own advice, so I don’t know if there will be troubles in the future.

  The valley is sparsely populated and deserted, but there are large areas of malachite distributed.

   Xie Xi gave a reward for his thoughts of traveling hundreds of thousands of miles, flying feathers in the wind, and flying in the sky.

  (end of this chapter)