"Space glass, the embodiment of the laws of space. In a world where the laws of space are broken, it is like the foundation and beams of our houses. Without it, even a small space like a storage bag cannot be formed. Space at that time was actually still small.

It exists, but only the thin surface layer remains, like mud, which is difficult to support."

"We call it the quicksand of space. We can stand on the sand, but we can't build tall buildings on it. The space glass piece is to solidify a piece of quicksand into stone."

Feixing Zhenren used his scarce magic power to construct a virtual shadow on the table. While simulating the process of building the cave, he talked about the production process of space glass pieces.

Unlike what Qingxuan imagined, the space glass tablets are surprisingly simple to make. It is like refining the most commonly used healing elixirs, adding several specific drugs, and then performing different processes according to different grades of elixirs.

For example, the production process of the most common first-grade elixir is similar to that of various modern pills. It can also be made with a pressure cooker, or even cooked in a casserole on the street.

Nowadays, the government has built many pharmaceutical factories specializing in the production of elixirs, the most common of which are first-grade elixirs, which are produced using factory assembly lines and can produce tens of thousands of elixirs every day. If the raw materials are sufficient, they can produce hundreds of thousands of elixirs every day.

The most difficult thing for ordinary people is probably how to refine medicinal properties, which requires a certain level of cultivation and little understanding of practice, but at least the level of "literacy" is required.

Second-grade elixirs are out of the category of ordinary medicines, they need to be refined by spiritual fire, and they are mostly vitality elixirs that assist in practice.

China also has related factories, but it requires an extremely complex array and a large number of alchemists to reach the level of producing several thousand pieces per day.

Third-grade elixirs, in addition to refining them with spiritual fire, also have certain requirements for alchemists, so they cannot be mass-produced. The most famous one is the foundation-building elixir.

Space glass pieces, a magical object that can greatly increase the solidity of space, are only as difficult to make as a third-grade elixir. In human society, they are probably at the level of a senior technician, and someone who graduates from university can be competent.

This is based on the level of the human race at that time. The number of monks in Immortal Palace has reached 4 million in 1,000 years, and the total number of human races is only 300 million. In other words, there is an average of one monk for every 75 people, and its number is completely enough for Immortal Palace to realize

Centralized production.

And the Age of Asgard does have some hints of modern times.

Is it because immortals were born in modern times, or because when civilization develops to a certain level, centralized production is an inevitable product. Just like mortal dynasties, there was no department specializing in the production of salt and ironware in the early days, and it was slowly formed later.

The most representative one is the weapons supervisor, who is supported by the government and is responsible for the production of various weapons. They are the earliest workers who are completely divorced from farming activities.

The same is true for monks. When the number of people is small, it is impossible to perform repeated work, and most of them are small workshops. The most typical one is the alchemist, who is basically an individual unit. In fact, there is a certain degree of centralized production in sects that specialize in alchemy.

, the disciples who have just started will be arranged to refine some relatively simple elixirs together for sale in large quantities.

For example, Vitality Pill, First Grade Healing Pill, Qi Replenishing Pill, etc.

When the number of people reaches a certain level, centralized production is an inevitable trend.

Qingxuan thought so, and he was considering whether China should also build related factories. Although they did not have millions of monks, and they did not give birth to so-called heavenly beings, they did have billions of people.

China is capable of giving birth to millions of monks, or even more.

Today's world is not as troubled as it was in the previous life, and development is smoother.

Take precautions and mention it to the temple in a few days.

Qingxuan secretly noted it down, and then asked: "After the establishment of Dongtian, will the human race live and work in peace and contentment?"

"So, but not entirely. Because we are still not separated from the world, we just have an extra protective shield." Feixing Zhenren put his hands together and pressed the tips of his ten fingers against each other.

"The external environment has not changed. The sky and the earth are still squeezing the cave sky in various ways. You should know that the embankment breaks, right? When the water rises, as long as it does not exceed the river embankment, even if there is only a thin layer of soil, the water will not cover it.

But as long as there is a gap, the river will rush in, constantly widening the gap, and eventually tearing the entire embankment apart."

"After the establishment of the cave, the first problem we faced was this. The entire space of heaven and earth was like quicksand. But our place is solid, so it would be like a dike bursting, and the surrounding space would continue to flow in and corrode.

A piece of space glass."

Qingxuan raised his eyebrows and said, "How do you solve it?"

"There is no solution, we can only keep repairing." Master Feixing shook his head and said, "But then more and more heavens were born in the human race, and the number of human monks also continued to expand. Our repair speed soon exceeded

It has exceeded the speed of the corrosion of heaven and earth, and continues to expand to the outside world."

That's why he said that he was living and working in peace and contentment. The dangers still existed, but the human race was growing continuously. And because the immortals continued to come up with various magical methods that could conquer the world, the upper and lower limits of human monks were constantly being raised.

By the time the Sun-Chasing Immortal Boat was built, Ji Zhu had no choice but to work as a teacher in a training institute. Because the Urban Management Department that maintained public security only accepted elite monks, the best among Ji Zhu were, at least in the sect era, direct disciples.

. And industries like alchemy and weapon refining also only accept those with superb skills.

When the number of people reaches a certain level, the monks will lose their sanctity.

In today's era, the status of monks is very high, but that may not be the case in the future. The most effective way for the Immortal Palace to eliminate the differences between immortals and mortals is to increase the number of monks. Small groups are very cohesive and hierarchical, while large groups are dispersed and tolerant.

"About 1500, most people entered the cave, and the human race only kept a small number of cities outside. The rest were rented to several large clans in the ancient sacred mountains in exchange for various elixirs.

It’s funny to say, those people who wear hair and scales also started to learn to wear clothes after they got our city.”

Feeling offended, Shui Meng Yuanjun retorted: "Who wants to sleep in a shit hole when you can sleep in a golden nest? It's just that monsters have very low requirements in this regard, but if you can enjoy it, you won't refuse it, and you humans will too.

Things weren’t going so well in the beginning.”

"Let's not argue about this issue for now." Qingxuan interrupted the argument between the two, then looked at Shui Mengyuanjun and said: "What do you think about the immortals in a thousand years? I want to hear your opinion."

Rabbit is dead. Although Zhu Xue exists, he is still not as good as these people. Not to mention that Rabbit has been with the immortal for 2000 years, and the feelings involved are immeasurable.

When a familiar person dies, the damage will be long-lasting.

When talking about this issue, Lord Shui Tianyuan's face suddenly became much heavier and he said: "The efficiency of immortals in handling affairs is getting higher and higher. They can handle all the affairs of a year in one day. And the immortals are also constantly expanding.

The scope of his own power, the area under his jurisdiction."

"For example, punishments, originally only the death penalty and sentences of more than 10 years required immortality to be witnessed. Later, all crimes and punishments, no matter how big or small, will be sent to the immortal palace."

As for this, Shui Meng Yuanjun thought for a long time before speaking cautiously:

"Immortals are like the way of heaven, omnipresent and omnipotent."

This is the source of his fear, the fear born of an unknown and perfect existence.

As a ruler, the Immortal is so perfect that it's so perfect that it's frightening.

Are all crimes and punishments governed by immortals?

Qingxuan is a person who has experience in managing the world. When he heard these words, his scalp went numb.

There are 6 regions in China. Among them, there are 1 million crime cases every year in Zhou area alone. Looking at the entire China, it is less than 5 million. If one person needs to look at these things, even without investigation, the workload will be inhuman.

It's hard to imagine how the immortal could handle it.

"Is this true?" Qingxuan asked, "All crimes need to be dealt with by the Immortal."

"Absolutely true."

"Then what do we need you guys for?"

Qingxuan cursed loudly and said: "Don't you know that the immortal hates working the most? You really treat yourself like a child."

He admitted that he couldn't hold it back. People in this Immortal Palace era were really useless. There were so many monks and so many people, so why did the Immortal Chief do all the work?

Depending on the situation, the Immortal Chief may become too supreme and forgetful again.

Qingxuan still can't forget that when he first met Li Changsheng, he was cold and holy. Standing in the mire and making the moon fall, it was the ultimate of Tao.

The more I think about each and every move of the other party, the more frightened I become.

If I want to describe him, I would use two words: the way of heaven.

Originally, the death of the rabbit had made Qingxuan worried that the Immortal Chief would join forces again, but he didn't expect that these idiots in the Immortal Palace would let the Immortal Chief take over most of the things.

It's not that I don't believe in the ability of the immortal, but it means that the immortal has no time of his own, can't travel around the world again, and can't continue to meet people worth getting close to.

Qingxuan still remembered that the immortal once said that love lies in meeting. Sometimes on the road, you meet someone who can make you smile. Even if you never meet again, it is enough.

The Immortal has become a high-ranking Immortal, the king and father who overlooks the human race in the world.

If you stand too high, no one will be able to get close to you.

Isn't this an alternative way of heaven?

"But this is the responsibility of the Immortal himself, and there is nothing we can do about it," Lord Shui Diyuan said a little aggrievedly.

"No one in the Immortal Palace can disobey the immortals. In the past, we could also ask Lord Taiyin Star. We also tried to persuade him, but not only did we not succeed, we were also scolded by Feixing, a lunatic."

Such a disaster caused Master Feixing to feel Qingxuan's unkind gaze, and he explained unhurriedly: "Senior, don't listen to this fox's nonsense. I absolutely support the immortal not to overwork, but I don't disobey the immortal."

Order."

"I scold them for other reasons. If everyone does not fall into the mire, if the crimes in the world do not come from the powerful, and if fairness does not require immortal power as a guarantee, then the world will be ours."

Qingxuan's unkind gaze faded and he asked: "How greedy is the Immortal Palace?"

"No." Master Feixing shook his head and said: "At least those who can go to the White Jade Palace may be greedy, but they will never harm the people and the Immortal Palace. As Lord Xing once said, take nine for the public and one for private."

"But people can change, and some people's morals have a shelf life. Immortals have seen too many, so they should take more care of themselves and let them die less."

Master Feixing glanced at Lord Shui Meng Yuan next to him. He was now even more charming than in his previous life. He had completely transformed into a daughter. There was no sense of disobedience inside or outside her body.

With exquisite facial features and graceful figure, he is a person with perfect skin and bones.

But he only saw the fear in the other party's heart, a fear of the White Jade Palace and the immortals.

"You are afraid of the immortals, and so are you, Senior Qingxuan. You are all afraid of the immortals on the high platform. Everyone pursues the supreme and forgets their feelings, but they are also afraid of the ruthless."

Lord Shui Meng Yuan turned away his eyes slightly, while Qing Xuan said unequivocally: "The Immortal Chief is not a tool, and he hates this kind of life. Since he is a minister, he should be allowed to relax instead of relying on him blindly."

"I never think that immortals are tools. You treat me as a lunatic and blame the shipping department for the immortal's changes. This is because you don't understand the immortal mind." Master Feixing shook his head.

"Oh? So you know it very well."

Qingxuan narrowed his eyes slightly, his impression of Master Feixing getting worse and worse.
To be continued...