MC Creative Mode: Wholesale Perpetual Motion Machine

Chapter 29 A brief stroll

The figure of the Taiyin Human Emperor disappeared, leaving behind only an expressionless cube-shaped man made of pixels and a girl in an ancient dress.

The girl lowered her head slightly, with the respect of a descendant facing her ancestor, and did not raise her head for a long time.

Fang Zheng was still busy wandering around, sprinting through the air for several minutes before he noticed this place. He looked left and right, and the atmosphere was a little awkward. He coughed lightly and broke the silence first: "Um, you can look up now. How should I address this young lady, big sister, fairy?"

Jiang Tingting responded softly, then raised her head and answered respectfully, "My surname is Jiang, my name is Tingting. I have been blessed by Senior Taiyin Human Emperor to be able to pass on the Taiyin Sutra. Since you are his friend, please address me as you please."

Looking at this scene that he had only seen in TV dramas, Fang Zheng felt increasingly embarrassed. If it weren't for the fact that cube people had no toes, he would have wanted to dig out a three-bedroom apartment.

He said uncomfortably, "Uh, don't be so respectful. You and I are only a few years apart, we are the same age. Just talk to us normally. This makes me feel weird."

Jiang Tingting still responded respectfully: "Senior, you are joking. I am only 205 years old and only at the second level of Xiantai. How dare I be compared with you."

"Huh? 205!" Fang Zheng stared at her face, which looked no more than 16 or 17, and said in surprise, "But I'm only in junior high school, 13 years old. Oh, no, including the MC world, I should be 18 now. But my great-grandmother who passed away when I was in elementary school wouldn't have been 80 even if she were still alive today!"

"You people in the world of immortal cultivation look too young, don't you? You're even older than my great-grandmother's great-grandmother." Fang Zheng couldn't help but sigh.

Jiang Tingting was a little surprised when she heard Fang Zheng's surprised tone, which was like that of a child.

Although Taiyin Human Emperor had previously told her with his divine sense that this cube man was his friend, he was just a young man at heart and let her, his junior, take him out for fun.

She originally thought that the cube man elder had practiced some secret method, just like the Jiang family's God King Jiang Taixu, who lived a second life, so he cut off his old body and restored his body and mind to youth.

But unexpectedly, he said that he was only 18 years old and his deceased great-grandmother was not even 80 years old?
For a monk, isn't this age too young?
Moreover, the deceased great-grandmother was less than 80 years old. Could it be that this square man named Fang Zheng started the path of spiritual practice from his generation?

However, despite her surprise, Jiang Tingting did not ask any more questions, but she was no longer as reserved as she would be when facing a younger person of ancestor-level.

With a faint smile on her face, she said, "Senior Taiyin Human Emperor has instructed me to take you on a good trip and let you have a great time."

"Except for the Jiang family's important territory, you can go anywhere you want in the Jiang family's territory. Now, let me take Senior Fang Zheng to appreciate the more beautiful scenery of the Jiang family."

Looking at the magnificent Lingchuan Mountains around him, which could never be seen on Earth, Fang Zheng also became a little excited. He said to Jiang Tingting, "Then please tell me which places are interesting. I want to have a good time."

Jiang Tingting smiled slightly and began to take Fang Zheng for a walk in the mountains.

She looked at the cube-shaped legs of the cube-shaped man, who was hopping around on the ground without bending his feet. As she strolled, she explained, "Senior, please look, we are currently standing on one of the many sacred mountains for cultivation in our Jiang family, called Qingming Mountain. The power of the earth veins is rich in yin energy, which can be used to guide the earth veins' yin fire to refine pure yang energy..."

As we walked along, we saw that the Qingming Mountain was like a coiled dragon lying in the abyss, with the main peak reaching the sky. The top of the peak was frozen with black ice all year round. In the clouds and mist, faint sword marks and Taoist patterns left by the saints of the Jiang family in ancient times could be seen emerging faintly in the void.

Below the mountainside, there are densely covered thousand-year-old trees. The bark of the ancient trees is cracked like real dragon scales, and the thick vines are entwined like a coiled dragon, even faintly taking the shape of a dragon.

A mountain stream cascades down from a cliff, and the water mist reflects the sunlight, forming a rainbow bridge. At the bottom of the stream lies an unhatched cold dragon egg that was obtained by an ancestor of the Jiang family after he killed a demon dragon. On every full moon night, it emits a faint blue fluorescence.

For Fang Zheng, the most striking feeling about these landscapes is that they are beautiful.

He was only a middle school student, hadn't read much, and his Chinese wasn't good, so he couldn't use more fancy words. He had never traveled far in his life, and the only mountains he had climbed were a few small, barren hills near his hometown.

After crossing into the MC world, all I see are mountains made up of pixel blocks, each one uglier than the other. They look okay from a distance, but are completely unsightly up close.

In the laws and regulations on the road to becoming an immortal, although there are various mountains and trees, they are all ridiculously large.

You have to know that Fang Zheng is not a cultivator, and the things he can observe in detail with his vision and telescope are not far away.

In the majestic pass of the Path to Immortality, a leaf is as big as a tree on a mountain, and the mountain is as huge as a planet. From a distance, you can only see the rough black outline, and if you are too close, you can't see any scenery.

It was not until he was brought here by the Taiyin Human Emperor just now that Fang Zheng finally saw the world of immortal cultivation that he had imagined in his mind when he secretly read immortal novels in class.

On Qingming Mountain, although the earth's veins are filled with strong Yin energy, the Yin energy has not cut off all life.

This mountain is tens of thousands of meters high and covers an area of ​​hundreds of thousands of square kilometers. It is an extremely spectacular sight that you will never see on Earth.

Its height alone is several times higher than Mount Everest, and its area is equivalent to that of a medium-sized country.

Rather than being a mountain, this is more like a country at a higher altitude, where there are countless rare and exotic animals, and all kinds of flowers, plants and trees grow luxuriantly.

Although Fang Zheng had no idea what kind of plants they were, he felt that the scenery was beautiful everywhere.

When he reached halfway up the mountain, Fang Zheng saw a kingfisher. Its feathers were as bright as amethyst and its singing was sweet and melodious.

Fang Zheng laughed heartily, activated his floating button and rushed over. The kingfisher, which was singing happily, turned around and was frightened by the strange-looking cube man. It made a "click" sound and flew away in a panic.

Continuing forward, an old white ape, more than two meters tall and with silver-white hair, slowly walked towards us, carefully holding two large, crystal-clear peaches.

Fang Zheng saw a cautious attempt to please the monkey on its kind face.

The old white ape came forward holding the peach and knelt respectfully, as if to present the peach to Fang Zheng and Jiang Tingting.

Seeing that Fang Zheng didn't move, Jiang Tingting remembered what Taiyin Human Emperor said, that this cube-man senior seemed unable to hold things with his hands, so she took the initiative to reach out and take the peach from the white ape's hand.

Then, she turned her palm, condensed a drop of moonlight liquid with the power of Taiyin in her body, and threw it into the white ape's mouth with a flick of her finger.

Fang Zheng asked curiously, "Is this big white monkey a monster? How old is it?"

Jiang Tingting explained to Fang Zheng, "This isn't really a monster, it's a spirit. It's an old white ape from a tribe of monkeys living in this mountain. Thirty years ago, I came here to practice and encountered it while just relaxing."

Jiang Tingting put away a peach and took a bite. The sweetness of the peach spread in her mouth. She said, "Senior Fang, the spiritual peaches in this mountain may not be of high age, but they are sweet and delicious. It's a pity that you seem unable to taste them."

(End of this chapter)