Supreme Merit Cultivation System

After setting up the tent, Ju Wang's clone got in first, followed closely by Long Qingshuang. The two of them sat down cross-legged in a corner of the tent. After an hour of long silence, Long Qingshuang whispered.

: "Okay, the smell we left behind when we were outside just now should be washed away."

After saying that, he took out a fist-sized incense burner and placed it in the middle of the tent, put the blue incense in it and lit it.

Colorless and odorless cigarettes curled up into the sky and slowly seeped into the sea water outside through the tent. It took another hour to form and stabilize this initial state.

Seeing that she was done with her work, King Ju's clone first took out a large... white stuff from the storage space and threw it on the mattress.

Long Qingshuang didn't pay attention at first. When she noticed some familiar feelings, she curiously crawled over and sat down against the Ju King's clone. She stretched out her finger and put a little bit of it on her nose and smelled it. She couldn't believe it and said, "Am I?"

Did you smell it wrong? Isn't this the Tears of the Ocean?"

King Ju's clone leaned back like a lazy pig, resting his hands on his head and said: "You heard that right!"

Long Qingxiang suddenly became excited. He pointed at the big thing over three feet high with trembling fingers and said: "This...this...you are stupid! Are you grinding up the tears of the ocean? It's not worth it anymore."

, if you can grind out so many, there must be tens of thousands of ocean tears, right?"

The lump in front of him was indeed ground into pulverized tears of the ocean. Li Mo probably added some water to mix it, and the result was like kneading noodles, forming a hill-like structure.

Long Qingshuang turned to look at King Ju's clone, and when she was still waiting for an answer, she saw that he took out another ball of red stuff and threw it on the ground. As a result, her slightly open mouth suddenly turned into an "O" shape. She couldn't.

He said with confidence: "This...so many ocean hearts have been...wasted by you?"

The Ju King clone calmly threw out another small ball of yellow and sticky ocean essence. This time, Long Qingshuang was so shocked that she almost turned into wood.

Ju Wang's clone did not have Li Mo's problem of being mysterious, but he obviously had the bad taste of seeing others being frightened. After admiring Long Qingshuang's ghost-like appearance, he flicked his fingers and said: "This is an experiment. Haha!"

More than 10,000 ocean tears, more than 2,000 ocean hearts, and more than 400 ocean marrows. This part of the tear heart marrow reserve was actually destroyed by Li Mo just after entering the sea of ​​​​beauties. His so-called 60,000

Most of Duolie's Heart Essence reserves are those that I dug up myself, and the more than 80,000 seized in Tunafeng Cave are not included in the calculation.

Long Qingshuang transformed into a puppet for a while before saying with trembling lips: "These tear essences... there are more than 80,000 ocean tears in total, right? What experiment are you doing? You need so many materials, why don't you try a small amount first?"

"Why try? Since layer A has nothing to do with layer B. And layer B can easily manipulate layer A in various ways, then I can say that anything on layer A will be indistinguishable in front of layer B!"

When King Ju's clone explained seriously, he slowly pulled up the sleeve of his right arm. This time, Long Qingshuang was the most frightened. She actually shrank to the entrance of the tent in one breath and said in surprise: "What's wrong with you? Come on.

What incurable disease?"

King Ju's clone was in low spirits and said: "It's not a disease, sister, look carefully."

After saying that, he raised his finger and pointed at one of the dense pimples on his right arm. The pimple exploded into a small ball of blood mist, which continued to expand and contract and slowly flew up.

King Ju's clone raised his finger and fired out a burst of magic power. The blood mist was dispersed, and a small formation that was constantly changing appeared in its place - the source of which was of course the small octopus in the source crystal.

It was the first time I borrowed the reverse small formation to generate a drill mosquito. This time I borrowed the little octopus again and it was much more enjoyable. Li Mo, who was in a high state of mind at the time, just flew over with a thought and sent it to King Ju.

The reverse small formation of "one arm" of the clone.

Without the support of the blood mist, this small formation simply absorbed a small group of air and instantly turned into a glass-like structure. King Ju's clone stared at the small formation and kept thinking about it in his mind.

After a moment, a ray of spiritual consciousness shot into the formation between his eyebrows, and turned into the shadow of a mouse in the core of the formation.

Well, calling it a mouse is not quite accurate, because this mouse also has a trouser pocket-like structure on its belly. Perhaps it is more vivid to call it a kangaroo rat.

Then he took another large ball of tear powder, twisted it into a strip, and stabbed it into the small formation.

The next changes were similar to the generation of the drill mosquito. With the filler, the small formation immediately began to roll and copy. By the time the skeleton formation completely constructed the body of the kangaroo rat, about a hundred tears of the ocean had been consumed.

Long Qingshuang witnessed the creation of a kangaroo rat out of thin air, and then watched helplessly as the weird kangaroo rat scrambled out of the tent, and was frozen to pieces in the sea water before it ran very far.

King Ju's clone shrugged and said, "Sure enough, the cold can freeze the consciousness rat shadow at the core of the formation. We still need to isolate it from the cold."

Long Qingshuang crawled back consciously, rolled up her sleeves and exposed her white arms and said, "Are you going to bleed?"

After asking, his eyes flashed with little stars, and he said happily: "Is this your magic in the outside world? It's so powerful!"

King Ju's clone was startled and said: "That's right!"

Long Qingshuang was involved in the creation of the second kangaroo. A drop of blood fell down. Before the formation of the skeletal formation, the blood beads turned into a layer of blood film, wrapping the core of the reverse small formation.

Whether it was tear powder or blood beads, they were all easily fused together by the reverse small formation. This time, the newly transformed kangaroo rushed out and was not frozen to death again. He ran outside the tent and Xu Yuan dug a hole by himself.

Once inside, it quickly disappeared.

The clone of King Ju looked at the direction where the kangaroo disappeared, blinked his eyes and said in surprise: "I thought it needed blood essence. It turns out that ordinary blood can be perfectly fused."

"That's right... the blood of our Heavenly Pet tribe is very strange."

Long Qingshuang lowered her eyelashes and said dullly.

Originally, King Ju's clone wanted to create a dozen kangaroo rats to test the effect, but since he only used ordinary blood instead of essence blood, there was no need to be polite.

It didn't take long before a large pile of ocean tears turned into more than a hundred white kangaroo rats running in all directions. Twenty red kangaroo rats emerged from the heart of the ocean, and five yellow bags emerged from the marrow of the ocean.

mouse.

After all the kangaroos had disappeared, the tent suddenly became empty. The two of them lay side by side, staring at the tent and waiting for the results of the experiment.

Long Qingshuang asked with some worry: "Can you do this?"

King Ju's clone was quite confident and said: "It's probably almost possible. It's been verified before."

His so-called verification is that after generating the drill mosquito, it has some extra different responses to stone gas, and he infers that it can be used to find the heart of tears.

This kind of inference seems very arbitrary because there are too few arguments, but in fact, as a monk, you don't need any precise experimental results before you can scale up production.

Monks often follow their feelings, focusing on grasping the macroscopic picture. At least in terms of feeling, Li Mo feels that this is feasible.

But after waiting for an hour, the first white kangaroo rat sneaked back. It played a very beautiful handstand on the mattress of the tent, and twenty or thirty tears of the ocean fell from its belly like dumplings.

Pour it out.

After emptying his belly bag, the little bag mouse ran out to work without stopping for a moment... (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian to vote for recommendations and monthly votes,