She was even happier now. With a wave of her little hands, she cut the things in the barrier into pieces one by one.
Qing Xuanzi watched all of this unfold quietly, initially surprised, then curious to see how it would develop.
Sure enough, the little girl never disappointed me. She didn't cultivate, so she used her divine sense, which was the prototype of divine sense cutting.
This is incredibly defying the heavens. I remember I was only ten years old when I learned to use my divine sense to thread a needle, and I was already fifteen or sixteen when I learned to use my divine sense to attack.
At this moment, Qing Xuanzi, who considered himself a genius, felt that he was far inferior to his disciple.
He waved to clear away the things around her, feeling it was safer to keep her by his side, so Rong Jiaojiao was once again in his arms.
He wrapped her up securely, set up a dust barrier around them, and then continued his house-building work.
After clearing away the stone slabs in the ruins, the entire stone platform was revealed. It was clear that this was originally a huge rock that had been cut into a flat platform by humans to build houses.
Judging by the area, it must be over 100 square meters. Qing Xuanzi calculated the area needed to build the house in his mind. There would definitely be two bedrooms, a main hall, and a kitchen. Each room would be 20 square meters, and there would be about 40 square meters on the platform, which would be just enough to serve as a yard.
However, there were clearly not enough stone slabs. Qing Xuanzi used his divine sense to explore the surroundings and found some stones of suitable size not far away, enough to build a stone house.
He decided to go there first to collect stones and, while he was at it, to cut some thatch to cover the roof.
The morning sun shines down, warming people.
It also evaporates the dew on the trees, grass, and ground. Gradually, a thin mist rises from the valley, enveloping the entire basin, as if draping the land in a light veil, making people feel as if they are in a dreamlike fairyland.
Qing Xuanzi exclaimed, "No wonder our ancestors came to live here; it's so beautiful."
After standing and admiring the beautiful scenery for a while, he led Rong Jiaojiao through the thin mist and headed down to the bottom of the stone platform.
Below, around the base of the cliff, stones of varying sizes and shapes are scattered about.
Qing Xuanzi used his divine sense to carefully examine and select those stones that were hard in texture and had a suitable shape.
He stood before a huge rock, closed his eyes, and his divine sense quickly penetrated into the rock's interior to perceive its structure and texture.
He raised his hands, palms facing the stone. As he moved, an invisible force surged from his body, and the surface of the stone began to vibrate.
Qing Xuanzi's spiritual power was like a soft knife, cutting along the texture of the stone.
"Snap—"
With a crisp sound, the stone was neatly cut into several pieces, each of moderate size with smooth edges.
With a gentle wave of his hand, Qing Xuanzi caused the stones to float in the air and slowly fly towards the stone platform.
Having collected enough stones, Qing Xuanzi led Rong Jiaojiao to a nearby thicket and used magic to cut down the lush grass there.
Using his divine sense to form two hands, he bundled them together, neatly stacked them, and then with a wave of his hand, he stored them in his sleeve.
After collecting enough materials, return to the stone platform and release the thatch and the dozen or so symmetrical and straight trees that were collected a few days ago.
Qing Xuanzi began building the stone house. He used his divine sense to control the stones, stacking them one by one to form sturdy walls.
The surface of the stones is smoothed using techniques, allowing them to fit together perfectly.
The walls of the stone house gradually rose higher, and Qing Xuanzi used magic to grind some smaller stones into powder, mixed them with herbs and water, and made a special mud to fill the gaps between the stones.
Rong Jiaojiao didn't make a fuss and instead conjured up all sorts of things to play with in his arms.
The master and apprentice were busy with their own tasks, and by noon, the basic structure of the four houses was complete.
Thinking that his apprentice must be hungry, he put down his work to cook. After eating, he even took a nap with Rong Jiaojiao before getting up to continue building the house.
The main walls were completed in the morning, and Qingxuanzi began installing the beams and roof in the afternoon.
Manipulating those large trees, he used spiritual power to cut them into suitable lengths, and then used magic to piece them together into a sturdy frame, which served as the roof structure of the stone house.
With these frames in place, we can then cover them with thatch, and the house won't leak anymore.
With a gentle wave of his hand, Qing Xuanzi precisely assembled the wooden beams in mid-air, forming a complete roof structure.
Next, Qing Xuanzi began to lay out the thatch.
He used his divine sense to control bundles of thatch, neatly laying them on the wooden beams, layer upon layer, until the roof was covered with a thick layer of thatch.
After the roof was completed, Qing Xuanzi began to perfect the internal structure of the stone house.
He built a small platform out of stones in front of the stone house to dry things.
On one side of the stone house, a simple stove was built with stones for cooking.
He also used magic to carve some simple patterns on the walls of the stone house. These patterns were not only beautiful, but also contained some simple formations that could purify the air and protect the stone house.
After the stone house was completed, he built a stone flower bed around the edge of the platform. In a couple of days, when the house was finished, he would go to the mountains to find beautiful flowers to plant in it. When spring came next year, the flower bed would be full of flowers, and his precious apprentice would definitely like it.
After finishing the flower bed, it was already dark. I roasted a pheasant and made two steamed buns for myself, and cooked a pot of lean meat porridge for Rong Jiaojiao, enough for several meals.
That way, the leftovers won't spoil, and I can just reheat them and feed them to her tomorrow.
After finishing their meal, Qing Xuanzi led Rong Jiaojiao to the small platform in front of the stone house.
He sat cross-legged, placed Rong Jiaojiao in front of him, and began his daily routine training.
He took out the picture book, flipped to the tomato section, pointed to the tomato picture with one hand, and then held out his other hand to ask her for a tomato: "Jiaojiao, this is called a tomato. You have tomatoes, right? Can you give Master a tomato?"
The little one thought he was playing with her, so he patted the picture and started babbling as if trying to speak.
Qing Xuanzi was very patient. He took out the tomato that Rong Jiaojiao had brought out earlier and placed it on the picture, teaching her again and again: "Tomato, this is a tomato."
He picked up a tomato and handed it to Rong Jiaojiao, saying over and over again, "Here's a tomato!"
It's unclear whether Rong Jiaojiao understood what he was doing by repeatedly going out and bringing back the items, or whether she thought it was just a game.
She produced a tomato and offered it to Qing Xuanzi, but when Qing Xuanzi reached out, she withdrew her hand.
Qing Xuanzi was both amused and exasperated, while the little guy giggled.
Qing Xuanzi continued to reach out: "Jiaojiao, give the tomato to Master."
Rong Jiaojiao smiled and handed the tomato out again. Qing Xuanzi quickly took it, praising her as he did so: "Good, Jiaojiao is great!"
Unfortunately, the little one didn't appreciate it and pouted, looking like she was about to cry. Qing Xuanzi continued to reach out: "Jiaojiao, how about you take another tomato?"
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