Chapter 1617: Killing the Spirit Road, ending

Chu Yan understands that the puppets needed here do not need to be as complicated as the ones they are making in the cage of time and space.
It's even simple enough to use.
For example, a few pieces of wood and some stones can be made into a simple ravioli.
If you are afraid of loss, you can tie fine iron to some parts of the cricket.
Anyway, the land on this island is ordinary ground, and the excavation of fine iron is just as easy as cutting tofu.
If Chu Yan wanted to make it easier, he wouldn't even need to make it, just pull the refined iron with Reiki.
However, after Chu Yan thought for a while, he decided to create a simple puppet to accomplish this.
Because if you control Aura with Reiki, you need to adjust your limbs.
In this way, the difficulty will increase, and it will also be more helpful for enhancing your control over Reiki.
Without hesitation, Chu Yan immediately began to produce.
After being arranged by Chu Yan, Kong Xian first went to the palace to meditate and practice.
Monks cut wood, but it is much easier than mortals.
Mortal people also need to cut down, chop, etc. Chu Yan waved his arm and swept aura, and the trees on the island suddenly fell to the ground.
Then a thin line of aura condensed, shot out between Chu Yan, and towed to the wood and the prepared fine iron.
Not long after, dozens of crooked cormorants stood in front of Chu Yan, carrying and other tools.
Since Chu Yan had been imprisoned in the abyss, he had had eight or nine years and had not led a war.
Seeing the situation at the moment, he could not help but produce a kind of simple and rough cymbals, the feeling of a group of soldiers who fully obeyed his orders.
Thinking of this, Chu Yan couldn't help laughing, then shook his head and continued to make similar crickets.
As time passed, it was quickly evening.
The flaming sun slowly fell with the horizon.
The sea water was suddenly divided into half blue and half red wonders.
Looking from a distance, it looks like half ice and half fire.
The appearance of the setting sun is, for mortals, a symbol of the end of a day's labor.
But at this moment, on the island where Chu Yan is, there is a scene of enthusiasm.
A group of simple crickets made of several pieces of wood, even in the strict sense, were not considered to be wooden crickets, and they were working in a uniform manner.
Dozens of them lined up, raised their hoes together, then fell down, reclaiming the apprentices.
There are dozens of others, in another place, logging, chopping firewood, and then making fences, enclosures.
On the other side, dozens of wooden men were digging fish ponds with a shovel in their hands.
The total number of these wooden people is three or four hundred.
But the movement is methodical.
Throughout the scene, I could only hear the sound of labor, and I could not hear the extra movement of these wooden people.
If all these wooden people are replaced by normal people, then at this moment, this scene looks actually more scary.
At this time, Chu Yan was sitting on a large rock.
He closed his eyes slightly, perceiving everything around him with his consciousness.
With two hands on their knees, thousands of thin lines of aura condensed between their index fingers, pulling the trunk and limbs of every wood man, directing their every move.
Ordinary people can only do things the same way.
Talented people can use both.
Talented people with different talents can use one or three things with one heart.
But if you want more, you can only be a monk.
Because the monk's realm and strength are constantly strengthened, not only the body is condensed, the blood is vigorous, but the brain is also continuously developed.
The power of divine knowledge allows them to do everything they can, far more than ordinary people can! But in terms of spiritual knowledge, the more parts that need to be separated, it is like a person who has too much work to do and feel tired.
But from another perspective, this is also an exercise.
Exercise and refinement of consciousness! It ’s like a monk struggling with his body. In the early days, he would attach lead blocks to his body. At this time, Chu Yan controls every wooden person, which is equivalent to attaching a lead plate to his body.
If it is the past chu yan, want to be so engraved like this, one-handed force, control three or four hundred wood men at the same time, without any errors and omissions, it is almost impossible.
But after absorbing the spirit of Prince Demon Prince, his consciousness was greatly enhanced.
And now, he is continuing to strengthen this consciousness by multitasking.
In fact, at the beginning of today, Chu Yan only controlled about two hundred wood men at the same time.
After I felt comfortable, there were still a dozen or twenty, increasing the number of wooden people.
By this evening, the number had almost doubled from the beginning.
However, the effort that Chu Yan paid for this is also great.
He rarely sweated in the past when fighting with others.
At this time, don't look at him sitting still, but only occasionally raise his fingers slightly, but a fine layer of sweat on his forehead.
Although the exercise of the spirit and soul cannot be seen by the naked eye, the degree of hard work will only be greater than the physical exercise.
Because with the improvement of the monk's realm, the degree of physical development will eventually reach a certain limit.
But the development of the brain is far from endless.
The higher the level of the monk, the stronger the brain and spirit, which is the truth.
Chu Yan controlled these wooden people from the afternoon until the next morning.
Soon after the sun rose in the morning, Kong Xian left the palace and came to find Chu Yan.
Although he had expected it in his heart, he was deeply shocked when he saw a large group of wooden people working hard.
Seeing Kong Xian's arrival, Chu Yan also stopped manipulating these wooden people.
The two looked at each other, showing a slightly solemn look on their faces.
the reason is simple.
Today is July 30.
The day when the soul-cutting road ends.
"They should be back."
Although Kong Xian's face was smiling, he could see that his mood was not relaxed.
After all, the treacherousness of Killing the Spirit Road, although he has not experienced it, he has also heard of it.
This is an extremely rigorous screening.
Although Chu Yan made the greatest preparations for everyone, it was inevitable that something unexpected would happen.
"I hope everyone can come back safely."
Compared to Kong Xian, Chu Yan's mood at this time has calmed down a lot.
With a wave of his arm, he took out the boat, Chu Yan and Kong Xian boarded it and greeted the return of the crowd.
Not long after, Chu Yan and Kong Xian arrived at the end of the Killing Road, the island where the space portal would open.
When they arrived, they found that many people had gathered here.
Obviously, these people are all of the monks' families or friends in the spirit-cutting road.
Although they are both Tianyazong disciples, Chu Yan doesn't know everyone because there are too many disciples.
But when these disciples saw Chu Yan, most of them changed their faces.
Someone took the initiative to salute Chu and honored his master.
But more, it was fearless, and could not help but take a step back.