Brother Dao Committed Evil Again

Time flies so fast, in a blink of an eye, half a year has passed.

Whether it is on the sea or under the sea, it is being built in full swing.

The people of the sea clan urgently need construction materials. In order to exercise their ability to control the gods, they will naturally go to places with rocks, opening the door for them and providing them with more convenience.

Therefore, either can be regarded as the most popular person in the sea clan.

Sometimes, he would go to the sea with the courage to follow the Antlers to see what they were doing.

The Antlers were not fortified at all, or in other words, the entire Sea Clan were not fortified against him, and expressed a strong affection for his arrival.

When they met for the first time, these people gave a lot of things to any one as a greeting.

And these things, including various parts on their bodies, or natural treasures, can actually increase the cultivation of the gods, breaking the cognition that the old man of the gods told him.

Spiritual cultivation can use external force, but the seniors on the island are all lazy people. They are not interested in the existence of the sea clan, and have no desire to explore, not to mention the painstaking efforts to rob them.

And the people of the sea clan have accumulated a lot of sea goods in this long time, and now, because of this trivial matter, all of them are cheap.

Without the knowledge of others, any of the gods is growing at a multiple level every day, and the distance from those seniors is getting smaller and smaller.

From nothing, from weak to strong, it only took half a year.

At the beginning, he still needed to coax the giants and the others to help him throw stones into the sea.

Now, relying on his own strength, he can already do this job by himself.

Every day I soaked in the seaside, the whole person also tanned, and the image of the weak chicken in the past was completely different.

Now, he is counting, and he has only five months to run away from the arena. He really wants to be qualified to go up and fight, even if he contributes his own strength to this island.

However, the resources of the sea clan are also limited, and the gods that those materials can provide have become less and less, unable to keep up with the speed of his cultivation.

If things go on like this, it will probably take 10,000 years before he can catch up with his predecessors.

Any one never waits ten thousand years, he only fights for the day and night.

He is not in a hurry for this either. He knows that the black hand behind the scenes will create opportunities for him to catch up. This kind of self-confidence will be felt more deeply when his cultivation level is getting higher and higher.

Today is the day when the construction of the people of the sea clan ends, and the day of the clan carnival. As a special guest, any one also attended this feast.

The things they built are a bit strange, more like a sky, covering half of the sea of ​​​​rings.

For such a huge project, it is no wonder that they went to the land to find materials, because in the bottom of the sea, all the materials that were a little hard and could be used for construction were all smashed by them.

And they do this for only one purpose, that is, when the arena opens in half a year, they can protect the people of the sea clan, not be implicated in the killing of the human clan, and save their own lives.

Thinking of the arena that the old man of God Lord is still building in the sky above the sea, there is nothing that can be done about it. Who is the most suitable for this sea area with the largest area?

As the so-called, dead poor Taoist friends do not die.

It's all life, and it's not up to anyone, right?

The sea people have always been fanatical and unrestrained, because living in the sea, their clothes and clothes are also walking in the cool direction.

After looking at it for a long time, I was already numb, and I felt that it was nothing more than a scaly person, but I didn't treat these people as aliens.

It is true that these people have a very good temperament, and the group of people from the sea clan on Lingyin Dalu, who will dominate the human race at any time, and go to the human race's territory to act as demons, can be said to be two extremes.

No wonder that group of people would be kicked out, because they really don't fit in here.

Any guess, probably the purity of his soul has been recognized by them, so he is so close to him.

Their buildings are very peculiar. They are not buildings and palaces, but something similar to the sky, shrouding the Sea Clan base inside.

According to the Antlers, because the Terran monks built an arena on the sea, the war will definitely affect their innocent sea tribes.

They spent more than half a year building this, just to protect themselves.

This is a huge project. These sea people have already finished all the materials suitable for construction in the seabed, so they have to focus on the shore.

Thanks to any help, let them finish this work ahead of schedule.

This sky is unexpectedly thin as a cicada's wings, otherwise it would not be able to hang on this world, and I don't know how these people did it when they built it.

Thinking about the stone house with the humble inscription on his own, he felt like an ancient wasteland, especially out of place.

I secretly made up my mind, and found an opportunity to go to the arena to watch and see how they used heavy materials to build a building that could float.

At this time, above the sky, the stars twinkled and glowed with blue light. It looked like a blue dream world, which was particularly unreal.

If it wasn't for watching them being created bit by bit by the people of the Sea Clan, any one would really think that they were things built by the God of Creation at the beginning of the construction of the world.

He was lost in such a beautiful scenery, and it was not until the antlers brought a group of fawns around him that he woke up.

"Ah...what does that mean?"

"Cough cough... It's like this. Today is not only the day when the fortifications are completed, but also a special festival here - the Shaman Festival."

"Ahaha... That's good, this is a double happiness, no wonder you are so strong."

It can be said that it is too heavy. There are countless small fish in the bottom of the sea. They are imprisoned in the coral bushes.

The bottom of the sea was covered with a red carpet, and at the end, there was a dazzling throne decorated with various gems.

There is no one sitting on it, only a crown is placed on the throne, and it is unknown for whom it is prepared.

On both sides of the red carpet, there were the girls from the sea clan who attended in full costumes. They were carrying a flower basket in their hands, holding the collected sea flowers, and they were constantly throwing them.

There are also many multi-talented Hai people who have formed a band and are playing happily.

The whole atmosphere was rendered lively and cheerful, and everyone had the urge to bring out the blue spirit and sing and dance together.

Of course, this is just thinking about it, and they don't dare to do it. Their children are too young to be inseparable from others for a moment.

The sea people sang, danced and cheered.

The human race working at sea level is in full swing, with tight time and high-intensity labor, these people have been working hard for half a year, and finally someone broke down, throwing away the labor tools in their hands, kneeling on the stage and crying,

"Ahhh... it's too bullying. The weak have no human rights? Use us as animals."

For other islands to do this activity, they will notify several years in advance, and slowly raise the construction, so there is no need to hurry.

It's not like them, temporarily spitting blood and rushing to work in order to assign the construction task, and only half of it is completed, thinking about the rest of the day, they have to work like this endlessly, and the people present lost their energy in an instant. God, one by one, dejectedly, they stopped the work in their hands.

If they give up their identity as an island, they don't need to do this. They really want to return to the way of loose cultivators. No matter how difficult it is, it is still better than being called by others as servants.

What kind of competition, what does it have to do with them, the humble islander of the God Realm?

Neither of them are eligible to play, and the only performance competition at the end is a clown who has a chance to show his face.

The rest of the time, people were yelled at and yelled at, disagreeing with each other, and even beating and scolding.

We are all born as human beings, why is there such a big gap?

The longer it gets, the more boring it is. Everyone sits there, no one wants to talk, and the whole person seems to be half dead.

When Ren Yi stayed in the sea for a few hours and came out with a few beautiful shells, he saw such a lifeless scene.

"Hey... Seniors, what's the matter? It's like a frosted eggplant, what's the matter."

"Little baby, you don't understand our suffering, cook your meal quickly, don't bother us."

A monk waved his hand, urging any one.

Ren Yi waved his big hand and said calmly, "Eat, let's have a running water feast today, the dishes are already cooked, just wait for the time to come and start the whole thing."

"Hmph, it's so easy to get food for hundreds of people? You're getting more and more idle."

Everyone was dissatisfied and looked at Yi Yi, and the indescribable jealousy in their eyes had no other meaning.

According to the division of labor, any one is responsible for cooking, and there is no need to work with them at all. But I still go to work with them every day, and I can't see the tiredness at all. I have to sigh, it is good to be young, full of vitality, and full of passion.

"Hey... if you seniors are tired, take a rest, the kid will be busy first."

Any one picks up a shovel on the ground and starts with thin mud. These materials are all sticky soil dug from the depths of the ground. They are the best building materials, but the density is a bit high. When any one first came to help , I don't have the ability to mix it up.

After meeting the Shanghai Antlers, this cultivation base has advanced by leaps and bounds, and he has the ability to do it.

Everyone was idle and bored, whispering and pointing,

"This guy is getting stronger and stronger every day. Could he be an unborn genius, his cultivation is about to catch up with the one-eyed waste?"

"Eighty percent of us are wrong, think about it for yourself, what were you doing when you were a few decades old?"

Everyone fell into a long memory time, and some said that at that time, they knew that they were stupid and sleepy, causing trouble everywhere, and their cultivation was so weak.

Some people say that their wings are not yet hard, so they are busy traveling around the world, but before they can walk three feet away from their own door, they are beaten up by a guy who is a hundred years older than them, almost beaten to death, and lying on the bed a hundred feet away. Years have passed.

Some people also said that they were locked up by their elders in seclusion, but when they came out a hundred years later, they were still the same hanging pattern, and their cultivation bases were not saved.

All in all, when they were their age, they would never think about cultivating. First, their talent was not good. Second, their **** had been nailed, and they couldn't sit still. They were still naughty.

On the other hand, it only took half a year for the cultivation base to grow from nothing to the gorgeous transformation, which is really fast.

Some people even began to speculate whether he was the son of the Creator, or else life would be so smooth, as if there was divine help.

If any one hears this, he will die of laughter. He is indeed a person favored by fate. However, it is not as smooth as they say. On the contrary, he is cursed. It was extremely difficult to walk, and even, many times, they were in a desperate situation where they were put to death and then reborn.

He didn't give up on himself, he didn't fall down, all because he still had love in his heart and the people he wanted to protect.

For them, he dared to compete with the heavens and the earth, and worked hard to put himself on the altar.

He has a vague dream that he wants to rebuild the operating rules of this world and give the people below a chance to soar upwards.

This world does not need absolute fairness, but at least, there must be a set of fair physical rules there, so that people can live their lives with rushing, rather than immutable, undisturbed living, not knowing what will happen tomorrow, there is no need to make progress , even, whether it is life or death, no one cares.

Such a world is not what he wants, but to transform it, he needs to be at the absolute top and become a big umbrella that all living beings can rely on.

And this became his motivation. He didn't want to be a person controlled by fate. He was the master of his own life.

In the future, everyone's destiny can be changed as long as they work hard. This is the meaning of survival.

Any Ma Liu was working, lifted the reconciled mud to the base of the wall, picked up the stones on the ground, and began to build a house.

These buildings are not different from the secular world, as long as they are simple to build.

On each of its stones, someone has engraved a complex rune formation on it. After each stone is placed on it, the rune will take effect, creating a feeling of brilliance, as if a dead thing is alive. .

Ren Yi has learned a lot from the above, and he will also use this magical method when he plans to build a house by himself in the future.

Therefore, he studied very seriously and worked very hard.

Under the influence of him, everyone was embarrassed to stay idle, and they picked up the guys and joined the construction work.

The atmosphere at the scene became lively again, as if the previous decadence did not exist.

This kind of high-intensity work has lasted for ten months, and at this time, Yi Yi is busy preparing for the celebration of the three children's one-year-olds.

At this time, they had already left the flower house of Mengyoulan, and they would walk on their own while supporting the wall.

I have to say that Mengyoulan is really a parenting artifact. Either of them can take good care of the child as long as they leave the child inside, so they don’t need to worry too much. Therefore, every time the aunt brings her daughter to visit At times, she will be very emotional, why she, a child, was tortured so haggard.

Lan Ling, who has three children, is as watery as ever, and doesn't need to worry about it at all.