My plug-in is a fairy grass

Chapter 609 The Prisoner
The next day, before Mao time, the stern whistle sounded all over the mountains and fields, and all the apprentices gathered one after another, boarding a flying boat and sailing towards the giant cauldron.

Four gold beads a day, it takes six hours just to beat and beat, plus the time to rest and adjust breath, everything goes smoothly, and it will not be completed until the hour of Xu, and more will be done until the hour of Hai, or even the child. Time.But at the latest at midnight, everyone has to call it a day and not stay overnight.

Of course, there are many people who have a strong spiritual sense, are energetic, and exceed the limit of one every day.

If you do better, you can earn [-] spirit stones every month if you exceed the quota by two!
In the eyes of Master Sun, this newcomer named Liu Yun is likely to become another apprentice earning [-] a month!

Almost without stopping, Yang Zhen completed the quota of four pills for the day just after the unitary hour.

By the time of Haishi, he had fixed six golden beads, and the rest time in the middle was less than [-] breaths in total.

Master Sun was secretly surprised, if it were him, he would feel overwhelmed by such continuous beating.

He walked over quickly.Although there is no need to do it yourself, it is actually not easy at all to check the workmanship of dozens of people every day to ensure that there is no mistake.

The first four have been inspected and are flawless.For the latter two, he believed that the young man should also be able to pass.

However, the result of the inspection made him very disappointed, it was unqualified!

"What's the matter with you?" he demanded sharply.

"Maybe, maybe I'm a little tired." Yang Zhen asked Ai Ai Qiqi.

"Playing the piano indiscriminately! Overestimating one's abilities!" He scolded angrily, "Remember it twice! From now on, you have to pay attention!"

"Yes." Yang Zhen replied with a bitter face.

Unexpectedly, the next morning, when striking the first golden bead, the new apprentice made another mistake!
"Liu Yun!" Sun Shangren's voice was stern: "You are looking for death!"

"Disciple, disciple... I wasted too much yesterday," Yang Zhen said with a haggard face, "I assure you, I will be careful in the future."

"Take a rest for a quarter of an hour, and then continue," Master Sun waved his hand: "The next four, control the rhythm, you can't make any mistakes!"

However, this disciple who performed quite amazingly on the first day seemed to have completely lost his mentality, and made another mistake when he struck the third golden bead today!
"Mud can't support the wall!" Master Sun said bitterly, "Take off the apprentice's robe and enter another volume!"

In this way, on the third day of coming to Yupinfang, Yang Zhen changed from an apprentice to a prisoner.

……

Becoming a prisoner, the situation plummeted, and naturally there was no flying boat to pick him up.

Yang Zhen was held in the hands of Master Sun, came to the corner of Fang Ding, and threw it directly.

The moment he threw it away, he personally felt that there was a powerful formation restriction under him.

Iron chains had been tied to his feet, and once the true energy reached below his knees, it would be sucked away by the chains, making it very inconvenient to move.However, the meridians of the whole body were not sealed, so he had to use the Feather Falling Technique to protect the whole body, and fell slowly from a height of two hundred feet.

When it was about a hundred feet away from the ground, a long black whip came rippling. Yang Zhen didn't dare to resist, and let the whip tie herself tightly.

He was brought in front of a middle-aged man with a swollen face and a late stage foundation cultivation.

This is a bracket located in the middle of the giant tripod. It is somewhat similar to the scaffolding on the earth, but it is not so rigid, and it is scattered around.There are a few people sitting or standing on it, holding long whips, they should be the supervisors in the field.

"Hey, this is a distinguished guest who came down from above!" The middle-aged supervisor sneered maliciously while playing with Yang Zhen's identity token, and the two servants beside him laughed.

"I don't care where you came from! Once you get here, you have to obey me obediently," the overseer said sadly: "Hand over a hundred spirit stones, otherwise, you will see me!"

"I, I don't have a spirit stone," Yang Zhen explained, "I've only been working for three days, and I haven't paid the bill yet, and I've never received a spirit stone."

"No spirit stone?" The overseer looked suspiciously, looked from head to feet, saw that his body was covered with ordinary clothes issued by the workshop, he couldn't help but "pooh" and cursed: "Damn, you're actually a poor man! "

His gaze finally fell on the stone chain on the boy's wrist.

In order not to attract attention, this string of bracelets has long been replaced with unremarkable blue stones. Apart from being harder than ordinary stones to the touch, they are not worth a lot of money.

During the inspection before entering Yupinfang, this thing did not arouse any suspicion.

Moreover, the customs in the mountain region are different. Even among the prisoners, there are many people wearing earrings, collars, bracelets, and even nose rings, and no one's accessories have been confiscated.

Otherwise, Yang Zhen wouldn't have tied the stone chain around her wrist in such a big way.

But in the eyes of this middle-aged supervisor, mosquito meat is still meat no matter how small it is, and he does not intend to let it go.

"Throw over the stone chain in your hand." The man said coldly.

Yang Zhen felt a "thump" in her heart, and shook her head with a dull expression: "This is given to me by my wife, not a magic weapon."

"Oh, it's a gift from a woman!" The supervisor seemed to be interested: "Bring it here, let me have a look."

"Maybe there are women's makeup left on it!"

"I treat this as my own wife, wear it on my hand, touch it every night!"

"Then let's touch it even more, haha!"

The two followers talked and laughed unscrupulously.

Yang Zhen stood still with her head down as if she had never heard of it.

Seeing that the newcomer didn't listen to his orders, the overseer's face suddenly changed, his fingers moved slightly, and the long whip slammed on the young man's back with a "slap".

"Boy, don't be shameless, bring it!"

A long bloodstain stretched from the shoulder to the back of the waist. Yang Zhen didn't use the body training formula and let the blood drip.

"This is a mortal thing, my wife gave it to me." He insisted.

"Made, this kid is quite stubborn!" Before the supervisor could speak, a follower couldn't stand it anymore, and kicked the young man's waist with his leg.

Yang Zhen fell to the ground, and the shackles seemed to be inadvertently moved forward, causing this person to stagger.

"Damn you," the servant stood up and cursed, feeling ashamed, pulled out the whip in his hand, and lashed at the young man.

Yang Zhen didn't say a word, she covered her head with her hands, and let the black whip hit her back.

The iron chains on the feet did not affect the strength of the arms. It was very easy to injure this person. However, since this choice was made, these pains and insults could only be endured silently.

After a while, the civilian clothes on his body were beaten to pieces, his back was bruised and bloody, and he looked quite miserable.

The servant looked back at the supervisor, saw that his face was expressionless, and his hands were even more vigorous.

At this moment, a big and powerful hand suddenly appeared and firmly grasped his whip-wielding hand.

A tall, burly man with thick eyebrows and round eyes appeared between the two, and the iron chains on his feet showed his identity.

"Pei Jian," the supervisor yelled, "it's none of your business here!"

"No business for me?" The strong man's voice was like a bell: "I've finished my work long ago, and I haven't seen you for a long time. Do you want to starve me to death?"

"Finished?" A flash of anger flashed in the supervisor's eyes, and he waved to another follower: "Xiao Hei, go and have a look."

The attendant responded and left, but the strong man stood still and said with a sneer:

"The surname Zhuang is playing prestige in front of the newcomers again?"

"Pei Jian, mind your own business!" Supervisor Zhuang said viciously.

"I'm going to take care of it, so what about you?" The strong man didn't take his threat at all, stretched out his hand to pull the boy up from the ground, looked him up and down, and laughed loudly:

"Little brother, do you dare to take a thousand whips?"

Yang Zhen looked at him suspiciously, but didn't speak.

"If you have the guts, beat the supervisor in front of you severely. As long as you can't beat him to death, the punishment afterwards is no more than a thousand lashes."

"In the future, if this person dares to bully you again, you can continue to beat him, beat him a few more times, and see if he dares to provoke you in the future."

"How about it, little brother, do you want to try?"

Yang Zhen remained silent, raised her head slowly, and met the eyes of the attendant.

The servant's face turned into a pig's liver color, his veins were bulging, but his eyes were a little dodged, and the whip in his hand slowly dropped.

"It's just a beating, so you won't be executed?" Yang Zhen turned her head and asked.

"No." Pei Jian affirmed: "I used to be a member of the Hongtan Society. I killed several second-level monsters before I was caught, but I didn't see them execute me. I guess, as long as the giant cauldron is not finished , They can still be of use to us, so they won’t kill us.”

Yang Zhen suddenly realized, a smile appeared on her face, her eyes narrowed, and her gaze towards her servant gradually became more serious.

"You, don't act recklessly. If you hit the magic whip a thousand times, it will hurt, and it will kill you." The follower threatened loudly, but his body backed away involuntarily.

For a moment, he even felt that the other party would kill him without hesitation.

"Hahaha," Yang Zhen smiled brightly, and cupped her hands at the attendant, "I'm new here, so I should suffer a little bit. But, if this big brother still has this kind of elegance in the future, I will definitely accompany him and never let the big brother sing a one-man show. "

After finishing speaking, he clasped his fists at the supervisor and stood with his head held high.

The supervisor surnamed Zhuang glanced at Pei Jian with a gloomy face, snorted coldly, and threw the token in his hand to Yang Zhen:
"Complete the [-]-foot cloud pattern before calling it a day!"

The chain of stones was finally no longer mentioned.

……

There are similarities and differences between the work inside and outside the tripod.

The same thing is that the adhesive material used by the two is Hongnao gold, which requires continuous beating to fix a golden material on the tripod.

The difference is that the work in the cauldron is extremely meticulous and rigorous, and no mistakes can be made.If you hit [-] records, it must be [-] records.According to Yiyi's explanation, this is to echo the rules of the [-] great roads between heaven and earth. The number of knocks is more or less, whether light or heavy, will directly affect the induction of the rules, and reduce the effect of this imitation. It cannot be underestimated. watch for.

This is also the reason why those who work in the cauldron must be apprentices who have passed the strict examination in the refining workshop and are given such generous remuneration.

As for the cloud-shaped runes outside the tripod, there are not so many requirements, as long as the material is glued.Therefore, those with strong strength and quick hands and feet will work much faster.

A total of 1 yuan square inches of golden flakes need to be fixed to cover the hundred-foot cloud patterns.Yang Zhen swung the iron hammer as fast as lightning, and with every breath, hundreds of strokes fell, easily sticking a piece of thin piece tightly, forming an unbreakable one with the tripod body.

Even so, it took him more than four hours for the [-] pieces, and it was not announced that the work was completed until the second day.

Apparently, although the supervisor didn't bother him anymore, the task he gave was calculated on the basis of the whole day, and it didn't decrease because he came at dusk.

Fortunately, Dingwai didn't say that they are not allowed to stay overnight, and it will work no matter how late.

When Yang Zhen jumped down from mid-air, she looked up and saw that the lights on the tripod wall were still flashing, and the sound of "pingping, bang, bang" could be heard everywhere.

On the ground, some extremely tired prisoners lay down on the ground, sound asleep.

Yang Zhenwang was overjoyed.

He effortlessly came under the nearest tripod's feet. Around this circular pillar with a diameter of more than ten feet, there was also a circle of people lying down.

He sat on the ground, pretending to adjust his breath to luck, and quietly contacted Yiyi.

Soon, Yang Zhen stood up, walked to a distance of three feet from the west side of the column, stretched her waist, and lay down slowly.

The right hand is straight, and the stone chain on the wrist is lightly placed on the grass.

Without attracting anyone's attention, a small bluestone slipped quietly into the grass...

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