The old things I repaired have become fine

Chapter 501 Shen Le, you smell so good!
Flocks of birds are flying and chirping.

There was a rustling sound in the bushes. A graceful sika deer came to Shen Le with light steps, holding a red fruit in its mouth, and lowered its head to put it down.

Far away on the sea, a giant whale let out a long roar, and a column of water sprayed high up, seemingly able to touch the first layer of branches and leaves of the giant tree supporting the sky.

The whole world is welcoming his arrival.

Shen Le smiled slightly. He leaned back, spread his limbs, and lay down on the grass, enjoying the fragrance of the grass and the breeze from the sea.

The pace of this period is so intense... I don't want to work, I don't want to do repairs, I don't even want to attract spiritual energy, I don't want to practice...

I just want to have a good rest for a while, no one should bother me, anyway, no one can find me...

The sun was warm, the grass was soft and long, and the air was filled with fragrance. As he lay there, Shen Le felt a little drowsy, as if he was about to fall asleep.

"rustle--"

"rustle--"

“Rustle, rustle, rustle—”

"Sizzle, sizzle, kick, tap..."

There was a faint but dense sound. Shen Le reluctantly opened his eyes and turned his head to look around. When he saw this, he couldn't help but take a breath:

"You...you are forcing me?"

The zipper of the large mountaineering bag he was carrying had been completely unzipped at some point, and the small bag on top that served as a lid had been pushed aside.

The backpack was wide open, with the pen holder sticking out of it, and the clay figurines were lining up in a long queue, filing out of the pen holder.

Not only did they climb out, but after coming out, they automatically lined up and found a place to stand.

The place where Shen Le was lying was surrounded by bushes and trees, with only a patch of weeds about two or three feet in radius in the middle, which was not enough for them to deploy their troops.

Therefore, these clay figurines automatically reduced their size while moving, making sure that all of them were around Shen Le to maximize the use of the floor space...

"Okay... you guys are trying to urge me to work, right..."

Shen Le sighed and climbed up. Just as he was done, several pairs of clay figurines emerged from the crowd, carrying the dressing box that Shen Le had carefully restored, and lined up in front of him:
A large desk, a straight-back study chair, an armchair, an armchair, a Xiangfei couch...

Behind all the furniture, eight clay statues were carrying a bunk bed, looking around from afar, as if they were ready to run away at any time.

Although these little guys can't speak, their attitude is clear:

Please work.

Please work hard.

You see, whether you want to work standing, sitting, or lying down, it's up to you. If you are tired from work, it's okay to want to take a nap, provided that you really work -

If you don't want to work and just want to be lazy, the bunk bed won't be used!
This attitude is too much of a front-end, back-end. Shen Le sighed, sat down cross-legged, and put his hands on the ground.

With a brief communication of the mind, the grass leaves around him grew rapidly, connecting with each other, and interweaving into a large, thick, and soft cushion.

Shen Le dragged over his backpack, took out a bag of jade from his pocket, set up a spirit gathering array around the futon, hugged the pen holder, and sat cross-legged on the futon:
"Cough cough..."

The leaves stopped rubbing against each other and the birds and animals stopped singing.

All the clay figurines around Shen Le turned their heads at once, and the eyes that Shen Le had painted and dotted with his own hands stared at him dimly, like students listening to a teacher's lecture in school:
To be honest, this scene was a bit scary. If Shen Le hadn't repaired these clay figurines himself and knew that they would never harm him, he would have been really scared at this time.

But now, he calmed down, looked around at the clay figurines, and spoke directly to them:
"...You guys are helping the pen holder absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Do you need to jump in? If you do, hurry up and line up and jump in. I'm going to start repairing it!"

no answer.

None of the clay figurines answered - of course, Shen Le didn't expect them to answer, as the clay figurines did not have the ability to speak.

However, this wedding procession answered Shen Le's question with practical actions:
They lined up and walked out. The drummers, the bearers carrying the dowry, and the bearers carrying the sedan chair, each performed their duties, and none of them put down their belongings;

However, those who followed empty-handed, obviously the dowry family members, formed a formation and picked up the spirit-gathering jade stones on the ground one by one.

The people who were riding horses to send the bride off were probably relatives or brothers. Two of them jumped off their horses, one led the mud horse to Shen Le, and the other bent down and pulled the futon on the ground.

Pull, pull, no way, no way. This cushion is not placed on the ground, it grows on the ground, its roots are intertwined, deeply grasping the soil several meters deep!

"Alright, I know what you're going to do... Can't I just go with you... Let go of this cushion, there's still room for labor..."

Shen Le sighed. He walked to the mud horse, pressed its neck, and motioned for him to follow:
He can't ride it, he can't ride it at any time. He is not Wanyan Gou, he doesn't want to ride a mud horse around!

He refused to mount his horse, and the clay figurines escorting him to the wedding did not force him. The knights galloped on their horses and quickly scattered in all directions, exploring all over the island;

Shen Le followed the group of clay figurines slowly, walked out of the small bush, and turned two corners. The knights came back and led the team to the destination:
This is a very large, very flat, and very wide grassland. Looking up, it is at least as big as three or five football fields, which can fully accommodate the wedding clay figurines.

At the end of the grassland, there stands a huge rock, which can even cover the entire grassland if it falls down. It only looks smaller under the towering tree.

The side of the rock facing the grass was smooth and flat, like a mirror. As soon as Shen Le walked into the grass, the backpack on his back moved, and a piece of stone flew out automatically, growing bigger and bigger, and merged with the rock:
It was the stone wall depicting the entire wedding procession that Shen Le had found in the underground cave. When it fell on the rock, it emitted thousands of strange lights and began to adjust the positions of the clay figurines of the wedding procession.

Go forward, go back, make it looser here, tighter there. In some places it is straight, in some places it stretches into a loop…

Finally, there was a slight sound, and all the clay figurines stood at attention and returned to their original state.

At this moment, Shen Le clearly felt that a vortex of heaven and earth's vital energy had formed on the entire world, no, at least on the entire grassland.

Each clay figurine is a node in the formation, and each clay figurine strives to inhale and exhale the vital energy of heaven and earth, absorbing, filtering, and pushing, allowing the thick vital energy to go a step further.

And the center of the vortex——

He took a step forward. The clay figurines naturally turned sideways to make way for him and led him forward.

In the center of the vortex, a piece of grass about ten feet in radius naturally appeared, which was just convenient for Shen Le to set up the spirit gathering formation and give birth to the futon...

"You're also a bit smart..."

Shen Le had no choice but to complain. The grass was quiet, and the clay figurines, rocks, murals, and even the pen holder in his backpack did not give him any feedback.

Shen Le entered silently, set up the spirit gathering array again, and created a cushion again. He then sat cross-legged on it while holding the pen holder. This time, as soon as he started to practice, he felt something different:
The spiritual energy density in the world within this jade ring was much higher than that of the outside world. After being attracted by the clay figurines and absorbed by the spiritual gathering array, it was already as dense as substance when it came to him:
No, it is not “like” the substance, but the substance is truly manifested.

The spiritual energy gathered into a vortex, reaching from the sky to the ground. From under the branches of the giant tree that supported the sky, a funnel-shaped cloud was formed, with the end directly connected to Shen Le's arms;
The thick spiritual energy, after being compressed step by step, has turned into spiritual liquid visible to the naked eye. Under the control of Shen Le's mental power, it drops into the pen holder:

When the first drop fell, the pen holder trembled slightly, and the color became brighter, just like normal wood being wetted;
After the tenth drop fell, the pen holder became moist and bright, gleaming like a newly felled piece of wood that had not yet become dry and hard in the wind, frost, rain and snow.

When the hundredth drop fell, the pen holder creaked softly, shook slightly, and began to grow:
"Wait a minute!" Shen Le immediately sank into meditation. He stretched his mental power to the extreme, sank into the inside of the pen holder, and began to communicate and pull the energy channel inside it:

Now, half of those dim energy nodes are glowing. Hurry up and guide the energy to fill up the rest!
After they are filled, guide them to vibrate gently to let the energy flow, and see which node corresponds to which channel, and which half of the channel and the opposite half of the channel have the greatest resonance!
Connect those broken energy channels for me!

Connect them!
Shen Le concentrated his mind, racing against time against the massive influx of heaven and earth energy, desperately directing the energy channel. At this moment, he felt like a therapist, fighting against the human body's instincts:

The wound needs to grow and heal, yes, but you have to listen to me!
Blood vessels are anastomosed, nerves are connected, and muscle bundles grow back together.

If you don't listen to me and let it grow randomly, the result will be a big mess of lumps. It will not do you any good except leaving ugly scars, redness, itching, swelling and pain!

So, you must listen to my instructions!
The energy channels in the pen holder are numerous and numerous. Shen Le has experience in repairing fabrics and the barriers between heaven and earth, so he can analyze them in detail and connect them one by one.
However, repairing the energy channel at this moment is more than ten times more difficult than repairing the fabric. It is three-dimensional!

It's three-dimensional!

There is also a sequence of energy flow inside it. It’s not that you can just pick up the other side and connect it when you see one!

It also leaks - yes, it leaks energy. When the heaven and earth energy that flows into the energy node reaches a certain level, it leaks out from the broken pipe, leaking in loudly...

What we see with the naked eye is a droplet condensed from the essence of heaven and earth, which may be just a small drop. However, what we see in a meditative state is a huge column of water. At least, it is the size of the park's landscape waterfall when the water is fully opened!
When the broken pipes were leaking water, Shen Le's spiritual threads moved closer to them, pulling them together, and even felt a little pain from the water... "We can't go on like this... It's too late!"

Shen Le's forehead was covered with sweat. It was unbelievable that there would be a day when "the vitality of heaven and earth was too abundant to be absorbed".

Maybe it is also incredible for the pen holder, a local little god enthroned by the common people, which has gained only a little spiritual incense after hundreds of years;

Even if the artifact made by this little god has absorbed the vital energy of heaven and earth for hundreds of years, the power it can absorb and the spirituality it can possess will not be that much.

What's more, it was broken into pieces later on. The pen holder was lost in Japan, the stone wall was left alone in the ancient cave, and the clay figurines were captured by the Special Affairs Bureau and locked in a warehouse for many years...

For the pen holders and clay figurines, it was probably "never before had they fought such a rich battle"!

"Forget it, you grow first!" Shen Le sighed, expanded his mental power, and communicated with the pen holder.

The pen holder shook gently, as if it was a little happy. Then, strands of wood began to emerge from the broken parts, growing rapidly upwards, rapidly thickening, and rapidly filling up the missing parts...

"Etc., etc!"

Shen Le broke out in a cold sweat. You are growing too fast! You can't grow like this!

You have to put the split parts together, and then grow the missing parts!
Look at your current appearance. If you grow an extra piece, there will be an extra piece on your Zhong Kui's face, and the donkey that Zhong Kui's sister rides will also have an extra piece.

Then, the distance between the left half and the right half of the bat's body became endless!
Is this watchable?!

He tried desperately to communicate with the pen holder, using both his mental and physical strength, pressing his palms on both sides of the pen holder and pushing it inwards.

After seven or eight rounds of communication, the pen holder seemed to finally understand his thoughts. It made an unpleasant creaking sound and began to soften little by little:

Hey, it seems like I can squeeze in!
Very good!
Try harder, try harder, try harder - ah, it's still too hard, I still can't handle it...

Shen Le was in a dilemma when he heard footsteps around him. Two clay figurines on horseback came over quickly. One on the left and one on the right, they stood beside Shen Le, each stretched out a clay palm and pressed on the pen holder:
"Kakakaka——"

Oh no, the pen holder didn’t deform, but your palms are going to break!

Your palms are just made of mud!
Before Shen Le could stop them, there was a rustling sound of footsteps and all the clay figurines began to move.

One row on the left, one row on the right, forming two long lines, each turning around and standing in two rows facing each other. Then, they stretched out their hands in unison, with their palms raised and facing forward:
Although they did not bend over or put their hands on the backs of the clay figurines or the carrying poles in front of them to add strength to the predecessors in a physical sense, their Qi was connected together.

The vortex formed by the vital energy of heaven and earth sank slightly, injecting the vital energy evenly into each clay figurine. Two long streams of energy surged to the hands of the clay figurine on horseback in the front, pushing it forward with all its might:
"Kakakaka——"

This time, the pen holder seemed to be placed in the middle of a bench vise, or more like placed in the middle of a hydraulic pliers weighing several tons. The split wound was able to withstand the huge force and kept closing.

Five millimeters, three millimeters, one millimeter, put together -

Although it has slightly deformed, so that the mouth, body and bottom of the tube are no longer perfectly round, it still fits together after all!

"Very good, very good! Thank you for your hard work!"

Shen Le breathed a sigh of relief and reached out to take the pen holder. The clay figurines were silent for a while, as if they were thinking about what he said, and then they let go and let the pen holder fall into his hand.

Shen Le looked at him carefully. Zhong Kui's smiling face was crooked, and the split pomegranate was no longer round, and even had a wavy line.

However, these are minor issues that can be fixed in subsequent work and gradually grown into shape:
"Okay, it will be easy now." He rummaged through his backpack, took out a fine pen, and carefully wrote on the pen holder:

"Come on, grow it a little bit more, make this piece flat, and then I can start repairing it..."

To be honest, you have to keep your eyes open and watch the growth progress of the pen holder. At the same time, you have to enter a meditative state, regulate the vitality of heaven and earth, and sort out the broken and twisted energy lines. It is quite difficult.

This is probably what refining a weapon is… After all, to refine a weapon, you need to hammer, process, and guide it all the time. Simply sitting cross-legged in front of the embryo of the weapon will not automatically turn it into a magical weapon…

Shen Le comforted himself and worked hard. Under the guidance of his spiritual power, the pen holder gradually grew and gradually restored its perfect round shape.

Of course, the external sculptures have not been completely repaired, and the missing parts still need to be filled, but this is not difficult. I can pick up the carving knife and fix it later...

Shen Le breathed a sigh of relief, closed his eyes, and began to repair the energy circuit in the pen holder with all his heart.

To be honest, after the physical part grows out, it becomes much easier to complete the energy circuit - probably like the difference between freezing water into ice tubes in the void and digging canals in the soil.

Shen Le sat cross-legged in meditation, connecting the energy lines one by one and correcting the direction of the energy lines one by one.

When he was tired from working, a clay figurine would bring a bunk bed and invite him to lie down and take a rest.
When he was hungry from working, birds and beasts would come with fresh fruits. If the clay figurines had not tried their best to stop them and let them put the food on the table and in the porcelain bowls, those cute little guys would almost stuff the fruits into their mouths.
Tired of working, the clay figurines of the maids in the sedan and the clay figurines of the bride's family following behind the sedan even tried to massage his shoulders and back...

"No! I don't need you! Stay away from me!" Shen Le ran out, found a clear stream, and dived into it to swim.

After swimming up here, he turned around and saw a clay figurine of a maid squatting by the water, holding his clothes, rubbing and rubbing...

"That's enough! Let go!" Shen Le was horrified:
"You are a clay figurine! Not a pottery figurine! You also have to do the laundry, be careful your hands don't dissolve in the water!"

He rushed over to take back his clothes, observed carefully, and then he breathed a sigh of relief. Perhaps it was because of the large amount of heaven and earth energy absorbed and exhaled in the secret realm that the clay figurine had grown fully:
Although water drops kept falling from its hands and arms, the soil did not melt away, and even the paint was not lost, it was just wetted by the water, making it look brighter.

Seeing Shen Le stopping it from working, it gave a disappointed smile, bowed politely, and walked back to the group of clay figurines.

Shen Le followed behind it and observed it carefully. He saw that its surface became more and more solid, with a luster similar to stone or jade:

Not bad, not bad. I hope you can absorb the energy of heaven and earth and improve as a whole. If you can all turn into jade, or even stone, I will feel more at ease:
No more worrying about them breaking, falling apart, or fading and asking me to repair them!

Without any worries, he concentrated on his work. There was no time in the mountains, and it seemed that the rising and setting of the sun and the moon were different from those in the outside world. Once he started working, he had no idea how much time had passed.

It seemed like three to five days, or ten days or half a month, but he finally repaired the entire internal formation of the pen holder. He looked at it from left to right, and was very satisfied:

"Hmm... I can clearly feel that there is a close connection between this pen holder and the entire wedding procession.

In other words, some of the energy nodes on the pen holder were created for the clay sculptures..."

When the energy node is turned on, it can greatly expand the space, or in other words, greatly shrink the clay sculptures and accommodate them inside.

At the same time, the pen holder can absorb the vital energy of heaven and earth on its own to help nourish these clay sculptures, allowing them to maintain their spirituality and vitality for a long time.

"It's a pity that these nodes can only accommodate dead things, not living things." Shen Le sensed it seven or eight times and sighed helplessly:

"As for dead things, as long as they can be contained in the clay sculpture and carried, they can be put in the dowry and taken in together. If you bring in living things, they will die in an instant..."

Alas, he had to give up his plan of taking the pen holder with him when he traveled and using it as a temporary residence.

Perhaps, the god who created this pen holder did not intend for it to be a hiding place for the bride. In case of danger, the bride would just jump into the pen holder and let others take her away?
Shen Le shrugged. Shen Le was a little happy and a little dissatisfied.

From now on, when you go out to play, you will have to leave early and come back late, and then teleport back home to sleep - if you go to a very far place that is not covered by the copper map, you will have to pay for a hotel?
Fortunately, it is very convenient as a storage room. With 108 loads of dowry, you can bring as much as you want.

Just the bunk bed alone cannot hold all the luggage that can be carried even with dozens of suitcases!
"Okay! Let's get to work!"

Shen Le comforted himself and clapped his hands:
"Gather spiritual fruits! Gather spiritual herbs! I'm going to the beach to get some fish, shrimps and shells! You all help pack them up and take them away!"

The clay sculptures moved quickly. Shen Le just walked around the island, and all kinds of spiritual food piled up like a small mountain in front of him:

Those who are packing boxes put boxes in boxes, those who are packing drawers put drawers in drawers, and those who are stuffing bunk beds put bunk beds in bunk beds.

A large bag of sparkling pearls was even stuffed into the bridal sedan:

"Done! Everyone return to the pen holder and prepare to teleport!"

The sky was spinning, and the light of the teleportation talisman was shining. It seemed like a breath, or like hundreds of years had passed. Shen Le felt lighter all over, and opened his eyes:

[Shen Le! You are finally back!] He was greeted by Ah Lu's impatient shout:

【You smell so good! 】

(End of this chapter)