Time: 2009-12- 28 10:43:13 Words: 3171
Gradually, light appeared in the sky and shone into the room through the paper window. Wishing, who had been sitting in a daze for the whole night, was still lamenting how his life had changed so much?
"Sigh…I don't want to think about it. It seems more important to fix the teapot now.”He kept shaking his head. It was already broken to this extent. Unless he brought 502 glue over, how could he mend this broken teapot lid?
"Boss, are you going to sigh here all night?”Mao Mao turned over and opened his eyes. He saw Jing Tian sitting on the broken chair. No, to be exact, Jing Tian's body and the soul that made the wish were sighing continuously.
"Yeah, look, the lid of this teapot is already like this. How can we repair it? I might as well find a new one or make another one. But I don't have Jing Tian's craftsmanship.”It wasn't that Wishing was a good person, but that he knew the fierce ability of the Tang family's eldest miss. If she didn't mend it, she wouldn't be able to live in the future.
"Boss, are you alright? Why is it starting to feel wrong again?" Mao Mao worriedly climbed out of bed and looked at the wish.
"I'm fine. Don't worry. Don't you think about who your boss is? This small teapot lid won't be a problem for me. Where was the clay used to make the lid? Where's the book for the lid? Mao Mao, I'm asking you a question. Answer me. Don't be sleepy.”Wishing helplessly looked at Mao Mao's sleepy face.
"The book is on your bed. As for the mud, it's under the table.”
After he finished speaking, Mao Mao had already fallen onto the bed and was snoring. "Damn it, do people who don't have any thoughts or stress sleep especially well? Forget it, let's find the book first. With the book, everything will be easier. It can't be that I can learn it. I don't think it will be very difficult, right?”She walked to the bed that she had slept on after she transmigrated. It was hard and smelly. She would have to deal with this bed in the future. Just thinking about it made her feel sad.
The more she looked at it, the angrier she got. Damn it, it could make a fuss. It was fine if it was hard to death, but the blanket smelled. The most hateful thing was that it was so small. For someone like me who sleeps in an extremely indecent position, this is a form of torture!!!
She wanted to cry but had no tears. Forget it, there was no other way. Who asked me to pass through! She held her breath and lifted the blanket in disgust." Wow…You don't have to be so ridiculous! The bed was already so small, yet there were still so many books on it. Wasn't he afraid of being hit by the books?”
There were so many books and so many words. Many of them seemed to be unfamiliar. What should he do? This one doesn't look like it, and this one doesn't look like it either. Eh? What book was this? It couldn't be. The words on the book were actually simplified Chinese.
Forget it. I've been running into everything recently. It's not strange to see simplified characters in the world of the sword and fairy, right?
The title of the book was quite nice. The [Mending the Heavens Art] felt quite powerful, but he did not know what was inside. Flipping to the first page, he said," Wow…Such a strong light. Are you trying to blind me?”Finally, the strong light passed. Wishing barely opened his eyes and saw the words in the book.
"In the past, Gonggong and Zhuanxu fought for the throne. They were furious and touched the Buzhou Mountain. The sky tilted to the northwest, so the sun, moon and stars moved to the northwest; The land is not full of southwest, so the water and dust return to it. Refining five-colored stone to repair the sky, cutting off the turtle can support the four poles, killing the black dragon to help Jizhou. The sky is full, the four poles are right, the cunning insects die, the people live alone; Back to Fangzhou, hug the sky."
F * ck, it's ancient language. I can't understand it. However, it seemed to be talking about Nüwa mending the heavens. Could it be that this book was related to Nüwa mending the heavens? Idiot, Wishing slapped himself hard. He already said that it was to mend the heavens. Who else could it be other than Nuwa?
Afraid that he would be illuminated by the strong light again, he made a smart wish this time. He closed his eyes and flipped to the second page, but there was no expected strong light. She opened her eyes and made a wish to find that most of the words were written in vernacular.
After studying it for a while, he realized that it was a cultivation technique. It was divided into seven levels, and the power of each level increased exponentially. The difference in power was huge. There were also many small words beside it. Things to take note of, saber techniques, sword techniques, and the use of some medicines were all recorded. The most important seven levels were: Forming, refining stones, flying, falling stars, falling moon, ending the morning, mending the sky.
" When I read novels, there would always be a very awesome cultivation technique book. I didn't expect that I, a transmigrator, would also have one. I just don't know if this book is strong or not. "However, just from the name alone, it seems quite awesome! He wondered if there would be an unexpected effect if he practiced it.”
Flipping to the page of " Transformation ", I wished to try it out and see how powerful this cultivation method is." Mending the Heavens ", I wonder what it will be like when I reach this level?
"No, I think I'm here to find a book to make a pot lid, not to practice martial arts. It was better to put this matter on hold for now. First, he had to deal with that auntie's pot lid.”He put the [Heaven Mending Art] into his clothes. The ancient people did not have pockets, so he made a wish that it was the safest to keep it close to his body.
After a while, he found a book that looked like a pot lid." There's no need to doubt it.”
According to the drawing on it, although many words could not be understood, the picture could still be understood. According to the original appearance of the pot lid left behind by the eldest daughter of the Tang family, he made a clay sample of the pot lid.
No, although they looked similar, the proportions seemed a little wrong. It was better to do it again. He pinched off the mud in his hand and made a wish to make his eighth pot lid.
"Boss, what time is it now?”
Mao Mao, who had been sleeping like a dead pig, finally woke up. His snoring almost drove Wish crazy. Fortunately, after concentrating on wishing, he ignored the pig's growl.
"It's almost 9 o'clock now, right?”Out of habit, he took out his right hand and prepared to look at his watch. Uh…he forgot that he was stripped naked and thrown down. Sigh, he was a soul transmigrator. How could the watch still be there?
"9 points? Boss, your illness is acting up again. Go to bed and rest for a while. I'll help you apply for leave.”
"No need, the lid isn't done yet." In ancient times, telling people a few points was really a cramp in the brain. Shaking his head, he looked at Mao Mao." Don't worry, I'm fine. Maybe I'm just too tired and I'm just spouting nonsense. I'll be fine after I'm done and take a nap. Go do what you have to do."”
Although Mao Mao was still worried about Jing Tian, he still got up and went to work. He didn't want to be scolded by Zhao Wenchang.
Not long after Mao Mao went out, the lid of the wishing pot was finally completed." It's you. You're the most handsome one. I'll put you in and burn you. Then, it's done."”
Looking at the lid that had taken shape, he felt satisfied. He didn't expect that he would be able to make a wish and become a porcelain burner. Hehe…"”
He put down the lid of the pot in his hand and moved all the books on the bed away. He made do with the smelly quilt on the bed and made a wish to gradually fall asleep.
"Hello, Wishing, can you do something for me?”
Wow…a beauty, a beauty. So beautiful, so beautiful that there was not a single flaw. Although the eldest daughter of the Tang family was already extremely beautiful, this woman was even more exquisite than her. No, she was even more charming. Under the soft gauze clothes, it made people's imaginations run wild and they couldn't help but have a nosebleed!
"Wish, can you help me with this?”
"Yes, I'm willing to do anything you ask me to.”His infatuated wish could not resist the temptation of a beautiful woman. His brain had long stopped thinking when he saw her.
" Hehe…" The beautiful woman smiled, so beautiful that she almost made Wish cry." That's good. I know you're not Jing Tian from the Legend of the Sword and Fairy, but Wish from the 21st century." As for the book on you, the 'Heaven Mending Art', you obtained it from the crack when you transmigrated. This book is a secret cultivation manual of our Nuwa Clan, but unfortunately, it has been lost for a long time. "Now, although the descendants of the Nuwa Clan still have magic power, they are very, very weak.”
Looking at the beauty shaking her head and sighing helplessly, his heart was bleeding. He could not let the goddess in his heart have any worries.
"Tell me, what do you want me to do?”His heart was burning with anxiety!
"In fact, the descendants of Nuwa now have almost no ability to learn the 'Heaven Mending Art'. However, I was surprised to find that you can learn it. Perhaps it's a coincidence, or perhaps it's God's will. Therefore, please cultivate well and help my descendants so that they won't lose what they should have because of the mission of the Nuwa Clan. I hope that they can live better. My descendants have already carried too many things.”The super beauty's eyes were a little dim, and her expression was so helpless and hesitant. She wished that as long as it was a male, he would definitely be unable to resist being at her beck and call.
Looking at the beautiful woman's exquisite face, he recalled her words. You? Are you Nuwa?"
The great beauty smiled gently. Her smile was very beautiful, so beautiful that people could not help but start to have nosebleeds. Uh…this was too embarrassing. Stop, stop.
"That's right. I am Nuwa. What you saw was a remnant of my primordial spirit.”Looking into the distance, the beauty seemed a little lonely." It's been too long, so long that I don't even know how long it has been. I look at my descendants, all of whom can't escape the palm of fate. My heart is very sad, but there's nothing I can do.”
It was unbearable for a beautiful woman to be sad. Right now, his wish was so sad that he wanted to do everything she wanted him to do. No matter what, as long as it could make her happy, he was willing to die.
" Don't worry, I will train hard. Believe me, I will change the fate of your Nuwa Clan…" He wanted to say something more, but gradually, the beauty disappeared. He tried his best to catch up with her, but he could not catch up to her.
"Don't go." Wishing suddenly sat up and felt something hot. He touched his nose and said," Wow…It's all blood. I'm hurt this time. I became like this just because I saw a beautiful woman. I'm so useless." So it was a wet dream, but this dream was too real, wasn't it?”Forget it, I'll continue sleeping. I'm so sleepy.
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