Devil Seeds

The morning sun penetrated the hazy mist, still unsparingly sprinkled on the mountain of corpses of the Ten Demon Sects, penetrated the miasma and smog, and fell on the gate of the courtyard of Ke Xiaoliang's Maolin Station.

Liu Huaian was hiding under the eaves, avoiding the first ray of sunlight in the early morning, while smearing corpse oil on the iron armor on his body.

The armored corpse has initially acquired resistance to sunlight.

As long as you avoid the early morning light and the noon scorching sun, and then apply a layer of corpse oil on your body, you can effectively protect the sun from harming it.

Ke Xiaoliang pushed open the door, stood in the sunlight, and began to exercise his limbs and muscles.

The weeds in the yard have been cleaned up overnight by Liu Huaian, and the ground has been rolled flat with huge rolling stones. On the left and right sides near the corners of the yard, there are several weapon racks with all kinds of weapons. They are all just ordinary weapons, but they have intentions.

Ke Xiaoliang first practiced the Twelve Shapes of the Demon Tiger, which is the Demon School's boxing and kicking kung fu that combines boxing, palm, claw and leg techniques. If it is placed in the martial arts world of mortals, it is naturally a super peerless martial art.

However, compared to those magical and weird spells, supernatural powers, all kinds of tyrannical and gorgeous swordsmanship and saber techniques, the twelve forms of the devil tiger are not as good in terms of expression.

Even so, Ke Xiaoliang practiced very hard.

Because boxing kung fu is the most versatile.

I have seen many monks with my own eyes, who obviously have the ability, but because they can't use it, they die miserably in the gourd world due to aggrieved.

Ke Xiaoliang made up his mind that the minimum lower limit must be raised.

Under the premise of being restricted by all extraordinary means and possibilities, try to have the strength to fight as much as possible.

After practicing boxing for an hour, Ke Xiaoliang's whole body became active and began to roll and sweat.

The yin and dead qi that was not digested but not expelled in the body due to cultivating the Yin evil demon body last night were squeezed out in large quantities with the rolling down of hot sweat.

So much so that after the sweat left Ke Xiaoliang's body, it fell to the ground and turned into grains of ice crystals instead.

Taking advantage of Ke Xiaoliang's time to stop and wipe his sweat with a towel, Liu Huaian came with a bowl of hot soup with ginseng and brought it to Ke Xiaoliang's hand.

Then he asked cautiously: "Are you cultivating the demon body?"

Ke Xiaoliang nodded in agreement.

Liu Huai'an said: "Then you should also practice sweating exercises. It would be even better if you can borrow the Bone-washing Sutra and the Blood-changing Sutra. You don't need to do the main exercises. After the demon body is cultivated, you can use your vitality to practice these exercises." Gongfa can effectively eliminate stasis in the body, undigested Yin Qi and dead Qi, or further use and consume it.”

Ke Xiaoliang swallowed the ginseng soup in one gulp, felt the warmth flowing through his body, and said to Liu Huai'an: "You have a heart! This ginseng must come from at least a hundred-year-old ginseng, and it cost a fortune! You can go to Mofengdian Wang Yu for a while, and he You should have also quit the different world now. You can go to him to pay a sum of spirit stones for daily purchases."

Liu Huaian wrote it down, and at the same time secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

Cultivation consumes resources.

Maolin Station is really good, providing a very good environment for cultivation.

But if there are not enough resources to subsidize and synthesize, then no matter how much Ke Xiaoliang pays attention, it is easy to train himself into the kind of evil and evil person who is not a good person at first sight.

Pale or black-blue complexion, panting and coughing from time to time, hoarse voice, and harsh laughter like a night owl... These will all become standard configurations.

After practicing boxing, Ke Xiaoliang practiced two more sword and saber techniques, as well as a few hidden weapons.

The small spell that can be activated with true energy without resorting to mana has also been practiced twice, but the power is too weak... it is closer to a trick, so Ke Xiaoliang put it down again.

Once the practice was over, it was already noon.

Liu Huaian had already left Maolin Station, and went out to work for Ke Xiaoliang.

Before returning at night, Liu Huaian should bring a group of zombie brothers back and purchase enough resources for Ke Xiaoliang's practice at the same time. If there is still time left, he should take Ke Xiaoliang's badge and go to the library to borrow some book.

Because Ke Xiaoliang wants to watch it at night.

Dozens of old coffins were repainted with tung oil and placed under the eaves to dry in the shade.

The smell of rotten wood and tung oil is really not a good smell to Ke Xiaoliang.

Ke Xiaoliang went back to the room and put his thoughts back into the Huzhong Realm.

One day in reality, another ten days passed in the gourd world.

The two ways of righteousness and evil have been officially separated.

The monks of the Mozong established their own bases, and constantly developed more demon sealers. At the same time, they explored and collected the remaining civilization information in the wasteland world, and also accepted those homeless wasteland refugees to rescue some who were exploited and mistreated. people.

As for the orthodox monks, in addition to building some small bases everywhere, the main thing is to integrate into some big bases that already exist in this world, live with the aborigines, and become a part of them.

Through infiltration, the dove occupies the magpie's nest.

The confrontation between the demon sealer and the monster, and the pure black messenger is also going on every day.

The appearance of various giant monsters has also made many people start to have a sense of crisis, and they want to promote the development of the extraordinary path subjectively and actively.

Even set the further road direction on those giant monsters.

"The current daily fixed turnover is about two million magic points. But in the same way, the fixed daily magic value I invest in this world is also about one million. Of course, now is the investment period, and it has not yet been settled. When it works."

"Looking at this world alone, even if there are still many follow-up 'dramas', they are just foreshadowing and have not yet been triggered. But the potential has already been seen at a glance. If that is the case... About one year in reality, ten years in Huzhongjie Finally, the whole world will be chewed clean. No matter how many monks enter this post-nuclear wasteland world, the magic value provided will be greatly reduced compared to the population. In order to maintain its daily consumption, it will become my Burden." Ke Xiaoliang thought to himself.

"So it is imperative to develop the new Huzhong Realm. People who have no long-term concerns must have short-term worries!"

"However, throwing out a brand new setting and recreating a different world that seems to have a different setting from the wasteland world, but in fact has no essential difference, is actually of little significance for the time being."

"On the contrary, I should find a way to revitalize the entire wasteland world, and even revitalize all the worlds that will be opened and created in the future. Create a platform so that users will not be lost, and consumption will always be in my pocket. "Ke Xiaoliang's thoughts turned rapidly, and that hazy concept became more and more clear.

One million magic points... sprinkle water!

Ke Xiaoliang threw himself into the gourd vine without hesitation.

The gourd vine looming on the arm began to spread and grow, and soon a small flower bloomed on the vine.

After the little flowers dispersed, another small gourd grew on the gourd vine.

And Ke Xiaoliang put his consciousness into it, watching this new gourd world, deeply moved.

He used to be constrained and had thousands of ideas, but suffered from no 'funds', so he could only use some small tricks and tricks to accumulate the first pot of gold.

As many people do when they start a business, it is difficult, and success is full of luck.

But now, he has the confidence and capital, at least on the issue of creating Huzhongjie, he doesn't need to take such risks anymore.

"To freeze the world, now you need a magic value of 100 million?"

"Sure enough, I'm still very poor...!" Ke Xiaoliang's self-righteousness did not last for more than a minute.

"The price has increased? It's normal!" Touching his forehead, Ke Xiaoliang wiped off the embarrassment on his face. Fortunately, no one saw his embarrassment and understood his inner voice.

"But fortunately, this world... I don't need to freeze it, at least not now. I just want its flexibility and changeability. It is of course a good thing to be able to freeze and have its own rules and ways. But not for now, and there are There is no beauty." Ke Xiaoliang thought to himself comfortingly.