Village Building Order Frenzy

With the gray-white mist gradually dissipating, Zhang Yang woke up from his deep sleep, blinked his eyes, and smiled softly. He really wanted to say, the main body, you are arrogant, but then he thought about whether he would become Neuropathy?

But then again, if a normal person has dozens or hundreds of trumpets, he will definitely become a psychopath. As for him, alas, he is already a heretical psychopath, okay?

Just now, the subject used the resources in the dream dimension, directly allowing the dream to invade the world of the Xing clan for a short time, and shared all the information, a large amount of resources, and some thoughts of the subject through this dream express. .

Just a joke, you think we are a trumpet, so you don't have any thoughts?

Do you have the ability to exchange positions?

Um?

"Hey, let me tell you, how many soul shocks the subject has given himself, and even affected me, so don't really become mentally ill."

Zhang Yang thought to himself that there is actually no difference between the trumpet and the main body, just like the left hand is called Zhang Yang’s hand, and the right hand is called Yang Zhang’s hand, oh, on a cold day, the one hand that is warm in the pocket is preferential treatment, Having to hold the steering wheel with another hand is abuse, what and what?

So this can only be that Lao Shizi's plague god's spray is too powerful, and its influence is simply beyond the charts.

After thinking about it wildly in his mind, he thought it was just for relaxation and entertainment, Zhang Yang happily looked at an extra-large brick not far from him, which was actually two bricks merged, one was black and the other was white , the materials used are black and white chess pieces, um, the kind of things that make up black and white chess pieces.

There is no way, Zhang Yang's trumpet's body is too weak, and his true spirit is too weak. If he dares to call the ancient law directly, then it is guaranteed that unpredictable things will happen, and it is guaranteed to be worse than encountering treacherous, cursed monsters and ghosts. Be scary.

So these two black and white bricks are innate treasures sent by the main body to suppress luck.

Suppress luck!

It can be seen how deep, terrible and serious the hole he dug for himself this time is.

Tsk tut twice, but Zhang Yang didn't feel guilty, because since this matter exists, it will explode sooner or later, so it is better to take control of the situation in advance - to suppress luck!

These four words are not for bragging, nor are they light and fluffy words that anyone can shout out.

Those who don't understand can talk about it every day, and those who understand - hang on their hands every day.

This is almost equivalent to the nuclear weapon controller box in Zhang Yang's hometown, which is worth as much as a thief.

"The way of thinking needs to be changed. The established strategy of the civilized trumpet generally does not need to be changed, but the intermediate process and the nature of the tasks that the civilized trumpet needs to carry are different."

Zhang Yang groaned, not taking his eyes off the two oversized bricks for a moment.

"First of all, the igniting of the witch fire of the ancient witch tribe actually attracted the spray of the plague god, so this lock actually jumped from my trumpet to the main body. This is wrong. The main body should not be affected. , so this requires the use of black and white bricks to suppress luck, a total of 32 black and white chess pieces, there is a high probability that the gray line of the plague god's droplets can be locked on me, but is it a bit wasteful in this way, and Rigid? After all, on the side of the Xing Clan, if there are really idiots who want to borrow a knife to kill people, thinking that they can use the ancient gods here to fight against the big spray, they will probably be killed by stupidity!"

"Oh, I don't care how they die, but their actions are destined to affect the main body's plan, so good steel must be used wisely, my trumpet, if you can't share the main body's worries, tsk, this is really an excellent little boy." Number!"

Zhang Yang's thoughts flowed, and he had already decided where to use these two black and white bricks to suppress luck.

"From now on, you will be called Fantianzhuan, and you will be called Dinghaizhuan."

Walking out of the huge tent, Zhang Yang saw the three firemen. It was really difficult for these three old men. They never left him, as if he was afraid that he would run away, even though they were expressing their piety and respect.

"Don't worry about me. Now, I'll give you an important task. See this big mountain. Go build a witch prayer altar on the top of the mountain. It's as grand as it is, as luxurious as it is, and if you don't have enough materials, go grab it. If the sacrifices are not enough, kill them. In short, after the altar is built, I will use my talent of witchcraft again to cleanse the filthy aura in the body of our people."

Zhang Yang instructed that he has changed his original strategy now and does not need more population so urgently, because according to the guess of the main body, the senior officials of the Xing clan may be ready to lift the blood seal at any time, so, from this point of view, The tens of billions of Xing Clan people in the entire Xing Clan world are people he can use.

As for what is fair and unfair, please, he is just a trumpet, do you really think he is role-playing obsessed and wants to restore the supreme glory of the ancient witch clan?

That can only be a tragedy, whether it is Zhang Yang's shot or the high-level Xing clan's shot, it will be a tragedy.

The fate of the ancient witch clan has been closely linked with Da Feimozi. Whoever wants to restore this glory must first face Da Feimozi.

After sending away the three fire-bearers who were controlled like fools by the glory of the blood of the ancient witch clan, Zhang Yang took the black and white bricks and came to a place with winding mountains, leaping dragons and tigers, and clear ground veins. Activate, smash down.

Well, nothing happened.

But after more than ten breaths, an illusory dragon shadow of the earth veins was pulled out from the hundreds of miles of mountains. It was very weak, but it was also very clear.

Weak because the veins here are so small, clear because the black and white bricks are too powerful, well, to be honest, they are innate treasures that can suppress luck, and they are only used to beat a mere branch at this moment. The earth veins are really overkill.

This land vein dragon shadow has not even produced spiritual wisdom, and it is even hundreds of thousands of years away from forming the shape of the land veins.

But in today's chaotic world and filthy aura, Zhang Yang can find such a pure earth vein dragon shadow, what else can Zhang Yang be picky about?

"Every earth vein is born in the shape of a dragon, because the dragon changes, tosses and moves, and is free, but the earth veins I want are to hide the heavens and the earth and give birth to all spirits. As the saying goes, they can eat, live, and do things!"

As Zhang Yang said, he quickly tapped over a dozen key points of the dragon shadow of the veins. In an instant, the veins turned into a tree. Standard round ball.

Seeing this sphere, Zhang Yang suddenly sighed, and recited in an extremely lonely way:

"I used to go, Yangliu Yiyi, now I'm here, making balls for toys."

"What? It's too advanced to understand. Well, the general idea is—I lived on the earth in the past, how could I have thought that one day I would create a terrestrial planet with my own hands?"