My Hair Can Create a Demon Country

Fu Qingjun found that this girl was much easier to deal with than Li Mo.

Pretty people are still stupid, they believe what they say, and they go away in a flash.

"By the way, help me go out and buy a live duck." Fu Qingjun said, since he has been seen, let her help run errands.

"I'm out of money."

The little trumpet said shyly, "I went to the noodle shop downstairs to eat noodles recently when my elder brother was away. The little trumpet was so hungry. When I was hungry, there seemed to be more than a dozen mouths playing suona in my stomach. .”

Fu Qingjun's face darkened, and he threw away a tael of silver, "Don't spend it recklessly, the rest is a few days' budget."

The purchasing power of one tael of silver is still very strong, enough for ordinary people to live for more than a week. I saw that it was a fat sheep before, so I took advantage of the situation and slaughtered it.

By the way, try the medicine effect.

After all, he was chatting and laughing with his hand injured like that. He was obviously a ruthless person with tenacious vitality. It was not a big problem to test him for medicine.

"Great."

The little trumpet went downstairs in a hurry with joy.

"But I always feel that this girl is cute and stupid, and there is something wrong with her mind." Fu Qingjun laughed.

He is not joking, he really feels something vaguely wrong,

He is very sensitive to the soul, and now he has found out that any life is divided into two parts: spirit, spirit, consciousness and flesh and blood. I feel that something is wrong with this girl's brain, as if a string is missing.

"Could it be blowing the suona, it's going to make me go crazy?" Fu Qingjun thought for a while, but didn't pay attention to it, and sat on the bed again to collect his thoughts.

He looked at the sunflowers on the pots.

Although I still don't know anything about martial arts, and I don't know that the battle of Jiaxia's breath caused everything, but I vaguely guessed:

It may be Tuki, the god of war, and Jakamaki, the god of death. The battle between these two ants attracted the attention of the three people passing by downstairs.

He sat down again, picked up a pen to record everything,

"That is to say, the two ants in this sand table world have reached a not low level of martial arts before they will be noticed by people passing by."

"But they have only practiced for more than two days. Humans have to practice for a long time to reach this level of martial arts. This is not only because of the "seven times body sensation" and "cell collapse" that make it easy to reshape the body like plasticine. .”

"It may also be that their life level is low, and it is extremely easy to increase the strength of life. The muscles and bones of ants are extremely simple."

How many muscles can an ant have? The exoskeleton is also simple...

Humans have countless muscle groups, which are extremely sophisticated.

"So it's easy to exercise, but the upper limit is also very low, but if you have a limit, you will die if you pinch it." Fu Qingjun kept studying his ant kingdom.

"You know, there is a huge gap in heavyweights,"

After all, he also knows that boxers have heavyweights, wingspan, weight, height... Various factors are affected, and scientifically divided into fights, even a weight difference of more than ten catties can be used to divide a player's area , we can see how big the difference is.

Warriors in this world are similar.

Your 100-jin bean sprouts beat my 300-jin brawny man, who has the size advantage?

It seems that Fu Qingjun has come to a complete conclusion, "In this world, ghosts, gods, and transcendence do not seem to exist. After all, they are not allowed to become spirits. Purely physical competition... To put it bluntly, it is fighting skills, muscle density, bone density, and spirit." Ascension is like the ancient Chuanwu Rivers and Lakes."

Flying into the sky and escaping from the ground does not exist.

And I have to say that it is really exciting to have this kind of results in two days.

Martial arts in this world have been cultivated to such an extent all of a sudden, so it is naturally extremely exciting.

It's only been a few days, how about a month?

Fu Qingjun took a deep breath, his eyes burst into a bright light.

Within minutes, a duck was brought over.

"Before,

I have been experimenting with ants without self-souls, and now I am experimenting with animals with soul consciousness in their brains. "

Fu Qingjun looked at the desk next to him, and felt that nothing major happened in a short time.

Just fully charge it regularly and let the civilization develop itself, so as not to enter the civilized standby state of power failure.

Just in time to try the other animals.

Brush pull.

Fu Qingjun slowly inserted a hair into the duck's head.

Instantly in the darkness, he instantly sensed a void of catkin-like light clusters.

"This should be the soul and consciousness of the duck..."

"An ant's brain is empty, but a duck's has a ball of light in it."

Fu Qingjun tried to slowly inject it into the duck's brain like an ant, and the ball of light seemed to be moistened and seemed to be growing slowly.

But the magnitude of soul growth is quite small.

Fu Qingjun seemed to have noticed something, "It has its own soul from the very beginning, and if it is injected with the soul, it will not be born sacred like an ant... it will only continue to grow the existing duck soul, slowly unlock its wisdom, and eventually Only when you become a demon can you become a highly intelligent animal like an ant."

It seems that I have thoroughly explored the rules.

Insects without souls, injected into them, will directly form a new blank soul, which is born sacred, because Fu Qingjun's soul strength has a very high terrifying intelligence from the beginning.

But it's a one-off... born divine, rootless duckweed.

And animals with souls, injected into them, will continue to unlock wisdom, fight steadily, and eventually become a big monster.

Some are like raising demons in mythology, cultivating monsters.

"If it's a duck, you can also practice martial arts and become a muscular duck. This size seems to help me beat normal fighters, and it can help me."

"It can be called a duck demon."

"However, as I guessed before, a duck consumes too much soul energy! It is the consumption of tens of thousands of ants. If I specialize in raising ducks, it will be difficult to expand the ant colony."

Fu Qingjun kept thinking and organizing his thoughts.

He honestly said that under the same conditions, he still prefers tens of thousands of ants to one duck.

And, who said little ants can't kill?

Get into your brain, ears, nostrils, you try?

"This duck, let's just eat it and don't want to breed it." Fu Qingjun thought for a while, planning to end this soul experiment, and suddenly came up with a bold idea, "I am injecting, what if I suck it out?" ?”

He instinctively sucked back the duck's soul through his hair for a moment, and entered his own mind.

clatter——

I saw that light cluster in the darkness kept wilting, like a water-filled sponge, which was constantly being absorbed by water and slowly shrunk, revealing the sponge fluff at its core.

Fu Qingjun reacted instantly, "I can suck back the soul energy of life!"

And something even weirder happened!

Along with Fu Qingjun's hair, inserting it into the top of the duck's head, sucking its soul...

The hair on the top of the duck's head, centered on Fu Qingjun's pumped hair, has gradually begun to go bald...

It turned into a mediterranean bald duck, looking around with a bewildered expression, indescribably curious.

"It, is it bald?" Fu Qingjun was dumbfounded.