Welfare Officer

Huang Tian explored the differences in laws between Manchurian Continent and East Antarctic Continent.

There were thoughts in my mind from the beginning, to chaos later on, and then I sorted out my thoughts again.

"It seems that Heaven is playing a big game of chess."

After sighing, Huang Tian just said that he must not reveal that he could travel across continents at will.

The establishment of the Disha Mountain Range in the Manhuang Continent also requires careful planning and must not be reckless.

East Antarctica has the dangers of East Antarctica, and the Savage Continent has the dangers of the Savage Continent.

Xiao Huangtian thought about it and decided that it would be better to remain stubborn.

"The matter of law measurement can be slowed down and taken slowly. It is the right idea to supplement the existing authority."

"I can only follow the path of a righteous god in East Antarctica. If I want to follow the path of a demon, I'm afraid I will be caught on the spot."

Huang Tian thought secretly: "The Shinto is afraid of power but cherishes virtue. It is afraid of plague, so it worships the God of Plague. It is afraid of drought, so it worships the God of Water. It fears death, so it worships Lord Hades..."

"It is precisely because of the various authorities here that they can make people fearful."

"One more thing, gun in hand, follow me..."

"This kind of authority can be used, but it can't be done without."

"Otherwise, if you only have the authority to control good weather and have no authority over droughts and floods, then you can only be regarded as a service-oriented god..."

"But if it can rain heavily, submerge everything, cut off water vapor, and cause a severe drought in the world, then this can be considered a true god."

The more Huang Tian thought about it, the more he became right. In order to collect the power of the Demon God, he must fulfill the Demon God's ways. Earthquakes, volcanic eruptions, floods, plagues, droughts, and even impermanent disasters, sudden disasters, and so on. Understand the way of destiny.

Although Nian Yuyu warned Huang Tian not to fall into the path of the devil.

But Huang Tian thought that the method used by the underworld to condense everyone's soul into a destiny must also be the method of the devil.

It is said that Mother Earth is merciful, but she still has such terrifying methods.

Even the Bodhisattva who blindly advises people to do good has the incarnation of the King of Ming, and has the means to destroy the world at every turn.

Mercy is not the Holy Mother. When there are means, you need to use means.

"The first rule of the Shinto Code is: Do not substitute your own heart for Heaven's heart."

"Why exactly?"

"Is it because Tian's heart is unpredictable?"

"Thunder, rain, and dew are all gifts from God."

After Huang Tian realized this, he put down many rules of the Shinto Code, broke his inherent cognition, and brought issues that he had previously ignored to the fore.

"If I hadn't broadened my horizons in the Wilderness Continent, I would have struggled to become a real great god."

"It seems that we can only leave one incarnation in the Wilderness Continent. East Antarctic Continent cannot follow the path of demon gods, but the Wilderness Continent has the most demons, witch gods, and extraterrestrial evil gods, and not even a single righteous god...the two are two extremes. "

"But I don't choose one or the other. I want both and more. Only in this way can I establish a complete cognition and a complete system of the laws of the earth."

As soon as Huang Tian thought about it, he started cultivating the second spirit without any further delay.

The material for cultivating the second soul is naturally the Xuan Mizhu, which is transformed from the fragments of the innate spiritual treasure.

This Xuan Mizhu was still the inheritance of Wu Village, so Huang Tian thought slightly: "If not, I would take that Wu Di's identity and walk in the Manhuang Continent. With such an identity and cause and effect, there is not just one more person, there are many flaw."

With a thought, Huang Tian traveled back to East Antarctica and arrived at the place where Wu Di was killed.

Use the rules of time tracing to trace this land.

Although there are no bones left, at least there are some ashes or something.

Huang Tian secretly investigated again, searching for places where Wu Di might have dripped blood or hair.

Huang Tian was originally the god of the earth. After searching so carefully, there was nothing on the earth that could escape Huang Tian's perception.

Soon enough relics were collected.

Huang Tian laid out these things, then opened up Wu Di's witchcraft inheritance and studied the various methods of collecting aura and anchoring cause and effect to curse.

Soon, Huang Tian extracted the most important thing from Wu Di's aura, soul breath, ashes, and other things, Wu Di's cause and effect, and destiny.

Perhaps Huang Tian inherited the secret treasure of the Wudi tribe, or perhaps Huang Tian himself was extremely lucky, and there was nothing wrong during this period.

Through this fate of cause and effect, Huang Tian began to separate out the demon god's authority that he had just realized, a total of eight rays of divinity, and injected it into the Xuan Mizhu.

Then he cut his finger, squeezed out a drop of divine blood, and blended Wu Di's soul, aura, ashes, and blood into it.

This drop of Huang Tian's divine blood quickly swallowed up everything, but it also quickly turned into a mortal object as if it was contaminated by filth, and the power of the divine blood became obscured.

This drop of blood fell on the Xuan Mizhu.

Dropping on the Xuan Mizhu, it was like the yin and yang complementing each other. Soon a wave of good fortune was born, and the Xuan Mizhu seemed to turn into a fetal ovule.

Huang Tian also felt a strange perspective, which was separated from the Xuan Mizhu.

Huang Tian knew that the formation of the second soul was the beginning, and all he needed to do next was to put it into the Earth Spirit Treasure Cave, just like Huang Tian himself was born in the Earth Spirit Treasure Cave.

This natural earth demon spirit will also be born from the earth evil cave, and will have eight powers and divinity when it is born, which is much stronger than Huang Tian's time.

With a thought, Huang Tian traveled to Manhuang Continent again.

This shuttle was familiar once and twice. The first time, Huang Tian only felt dizzy. The second and third time, Huang Tian had already begun to try to see clearly how to shuttle and understand the principles when he shuttled through space.

However, the laws of the Jiuzhou space are strict and the travel time is extremely short. If Huang Tian wants to comprehend something, he may need a higher level of cultivation to be able to do it.

When they arrived at Manhuang Continent, Huang Tian sank the Xuan Mizhu into the earth evil treasure cave.

With a slight induction, I saw traces of pure evil energy in the earth evil treasure cave being absorbed by the Xuan Mizhu. The ovules inside began to divide rapidly, just like a person's ten-month pregnancy. When the time comes, this earth demon spirit will naturally be born.

But this is not safe, you have to give it a companion magic weapon.

With a slight thought, Huang Tian threw the skeletons of the twelve Dutian gods and demons into the earth evil treasure cave.

He also carefully arranged Feng Shui to gather the evil spirits of the earth from all directions to support the gods and demons of this mysterious bead.

Only then can I feel relieved.

But he still summoned the old wild boar, and Huang Tian ordered: "Tianhuo, you must take good care of this place and don't let anyone get close to it easily."

Although the old wild boar had evil spirits in his head and was not very intelligent, he still responded.

Huang Tian nodded slightly, looked at the seven little pigs that the little clay figurine had worked hard to raise before, and said secretly: These seven little pigs should have some good fortune, leaving Manhuangzhou, but it is a flaw.

If you don't follow me to East Antarctica, there is plenty of spiritual energy there, which is suitable for their cultivation. It also has the genes of the Wilderness Continent. By then, they will grow very big and impressive, and they will be perfect for pulling my cart.

The rich gods in East Antarctica all travel with carriages. Huang Tian gritted his teeth and used the Wat board to buy a precious and fragrant carriage. It will definitely not be as heavy as the old wild boar pulling the carriage before. I'm so scared, I'm so dizzy.

I was thinking about carrying each other through space.

Suddenly, an inexplicable belief appeared: "I really don't know where I have offended Lord Demon God, and I have been punished like this. I would like to ask Lord Demon God to make it clear or give me a happy life."

Huang Tian felt something for a moment and realized that he was actually a skinny old man with green fur. He knelt down and bowed to the place where the wild boars were. He also laid out a large number of sacrificial offerings. He kowtowed and cried extremely sadly.

It turned out that Mahabala was looking for witch doctors to cure the plague.

He even spread the plague along the way, causing the death of many domestic pigs in various witch villages, and even tended to spread it to people.

Therefore, various witch doctors tried to find ways to solve this source of pollution, and also wanted to kill him directly. However, once Mahabala died, they were afraid that the plague would spread from his body instead.

He was directly burned to death, but that had to be done by catching Mahabala first. However, people who came into contact with Mahabala also started to have fever and cough.

Before this, the Six-Eyed Evil Lord lamented the unlucky plague. Even if various witch doctors jointly consulted and used a lot of treatments, fumigation with some herbs, eating a lot of realgar, smearing the whole body with sulfur... they could not cure Mahabala's plague.

On the contrary, several witch doctors themselves were infected, and they were able to save their lives thanks to the special protective Gu insects.

So the witch doctors persuaded him to worship the demon god who was in charge of the plague. The demon god of plague liked to collect novel diseases. Maybe after extracting the source of the disease, Mahabala might still be alive.

Mahabala also wanted to visit the Temple of Plague at first.

But he still kept an eye on it and asked if the Demon God of Plague had any precedent of saving people before.

It turned out that the Plague Demon God would directly refine the people who died from the plague into plague soldiers, and use the plague soldiers to maintain the epidemic seed. The generals of the plague soldiers are plague generals, and they need to use the bones of the first person who contracted the plague. Refining.

Mahabala was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat and secretly cursed those witch doctors for their lack of medical ethics and that they wanted to sell him to the god of plague, the plague-refining general.

After breaking out in a cold sweat, Mahabala felt better and his mind was clearer.

"The person who can untie the bell must also tie the bell. The person who can give me this plague seed may be a plague god. Maybe he is using those wild boars to cultivate swine fever."

"Yes! That must be the case. The group of wild boars suddenly produced so many piglets. The plague demon must be refining the plague seeds. These wild boars were prepared in advance so that they could spread in all directions and sweep across the entire wilderness. , it is impossible to say that it can still sweep through the Tianyao Continent... He used this plague to condense power along the way..."

"I must have eaten the plague pig he used to breed the disease... He secretly tried to harm me..."

"Yes, yes, that sense of surveillance from all directions... only plague demons can do it. They can transform into 480 million plague bugs..."

Mahabala then hurried back, but never felt the prying eyes again.

Before, when he felt the prying eyes, he felt scared, someone was harming him.

Now that I don't notice the prying eyes, I feel uneasy.

This was the scene just now, where Mahabala worshiped the wild boars for a while.

It just so happened that the true master, Huang Tian, ​​was right next to him, and he gained a disciple who was at the peak of human and demon.

Huang Tian understood what happened from the thoughts conveyed by his incense belief.

He secretly said: "Am I so powerful in my magical ability to unleash murderous intent?"

"This devil will die when he dies, but he accidentally got swine fever. Don't let the more than 100 pigs I raise be infected with swine fever. Then I will really shoot myself. feet."

Huang Tian had already regarded the entire wild boar group as his private property.

"I have the power to unleash murderous intent on the earth. I can only release it, but how can I recover it? Besides, among the powers I have, I don't have the ability to eliminate the plague..."

"Huh? There really is one..."

Huang Tian refined the land and gold slips, and among the human rights inside, there was a right to keep the animals safe, which could prevent the animals from getting sick and alleviate the symptoms of the animals that got the disease.

Huang Tian first cast a spell on the wild boar group to ensure the safety of all animals.

Immediately there was feedback, some of them had diseases in their bodies, and some of them were healthy.

"Not bad, not bad." Huang Tian said secretly: "This spell is really good."

"If it's effective on livestock, then this demon should be effective too."

Huang Tian could probably guess that this demon was practicing the way of beast demons. How could an ordinary person grow hair?

A spell was also cast at the moment.

Mahabala was crying bitterly when suddenly a breeze blew across his face.

Then I felt better. Although the plague was not completely eradicated, I was finally no longer in danger of life.

At the same time, the familiar sense of voyeurism returned, and became stronger.

"Sure enough, this is the one who punished me for my ancestor's plague. This plague demon doesn't dare to show up. It's hard to say that its strength is almost the same as our ancestor's, or even worse than our ancestor's..."

As soon as he was no longer in danger of his life, the old devil began to think that I could fight back.

The bow that had been filled with tears before had turned into resentment in an instant.

However, he had become Huang Tian's believer and established a thread of faith. The thread of faith suddenly broke in the blink of an eye. Huang Tian was shocked: "The devil is the devil, and he turns his back on others."

Then he sneered and used his killing intent again.

Huang Tian's true form is here now. He is not just a little clay figurine with only one god at that time. He also needs to use it carefully several times.

Just once, Mahabala felt the malice coming from all directions like a tide, and then his throat became tight, his limbs were cold, his head was hot, and his whole body was sore and he was about to die, filling his entire soul.

The many demons in the body no longer came out to cause trouble at this time, but were trembling, because these demons also sensed the raging murderous intent coming from the earth.

They were one with Mahabala, and they felt the same danger that Mahabala felt.

The only ones who can make demons fear and surrender are higher-level demons.

"Ahem..." Mahabala continued to kowtow with all his strength, tears and runny nose coming out.

A wave of regret surged out, and the desire to survive turned into faith, and then turned into a thread of faith to connect with Huang Tian. This time it was stronger and thicker.

"The little old man is wrong! The little old man doesn't dare anymore! Demon Lord, calm down! Demon Lord, calm down!"

Huang Tian saw that he was even more green and furry, and a sense of death gradually arose, and he couldn't help but feel the pleasure of playing with life.

It seems that such a demon is like an ant under the control of his own authority.

Death, or life.

It's just something I think about.

It's like the pleasure of a child repeatedly throwing a little mouse into a water tank and watching it struggle.

This may be the reason why the gods who exercise the power of disaster are called devils.

Fortunately, Huang Tian is a well-educated flower grower. He is not a good person at all, but at least he has his own moral values.

At the moment, he broke away from the addictive feeling of pleasure and cast another Six Animals Ping An, which temporarily suppressed the plague.

Mahabala felt desolate in his heart: "Does this person want to save me or kill me? Why don't you just kill me?"

At this time, a magnificent divine thought appeared from between heaven and earth: "If I don't kill you, do you know what I mean?"

Mahabala kowtowed quickly: "Thank you so much, ancestor, for not killing me! Thank you so much, ancestor for not killing me!"

He had no shame to begin with, he just felt that surviving was more important than anything else.

Huang Tian saw him kowtow again, and it seemed that he had completely transformed into a believer. The purpose of subduing the believers with terror was to shock the believers and make them regard not killing as a kindness and establish a loyal master-slave relationship.

He just said: "You killed the demon pigs that I raised, and there were three of them!"

"Without these three heads, my refining method will lose a few points of energy. Without these few points of energy, my refining method will not be perfect!"

"If you don't reach Consummation, you will have to pay for these three pigs with your life! You may even provide me with food for cultivation on behalf of these three pigs!"

Huang Tian was a novelist, and he made up an unreasonable plague demon character for himself in just a blink of an eye.

At this time, the gloomy and naked words reached Mahabala's ears, and he felt sad: Ancestor, I practice pig demon transformation, and I have to use this kind of essence and blood. There has been no problem in the past. Why did it suddenly happen that day? Did I meet your old man practicing the Fa?

And he sighed secretly: My life is not as good as the life of a pig.

But he is a demon cultivator himself, and after thinking about it for a moment, he will understand: In the eyes of that kind of old demon, there is only usefulness but not uselessness, and there is no recognition that human life is more noble than pig life. After all, they are just consumables for his refining. , or pigs or dogs, or people.

Heaven and earth are unkind and regard all things as stupid dogs.

They are all sacrifices and consumables. To a certain extent, all living beings are equal.

But in the eyes of the demon cultivator, this is above me, all living beings are not equal, and we need to serve the old demon carefully to avoid being refined.

Under me, all living beings are equal. If you want to catch them for practicing, you will catch them for practicing.

"Young man has realized his mistake, he has realized his mistake!" In order to save his life, Mahabala was very cautious.

"If you just admit your mistake, then there is no need to keep you!"

Huang Tian's bone-chilling voice was accompanied by malice, which made Mahabala's hair stand on end. He quickly said: "I am willing to work as a cow or a horse for my ancestor, through life and death!"

"Jie! Jie! Jie!"

Huang Tian showed a villain's smile: "Very good! I'll just keep the plague on you for the time being. It won't kill you for the time being."

Mahabala showed a bitter smile: "Respect the decree of our ancestors."

"Ancestor, I will leave these pigs to you to raise, and you can continue to practice pig magic transformation, Jie Jie Jie!"

Mahabala felt a chill in his heart: "If I continue to practice the Pig Demon Transformation, then I will really become a material for practicing magic."

"Don't dare! Don't dare!" Mahabala shook his head quickly.

Seeing that the opportunity was almost there, Huang Tian prostituted a pig farm laborer for free, which would also leave some food for the second soul, which he could use to understand the power of the plague after he was born.

It is best to start with the authority of plague and collect the authority of three disasters, eight disasters and many other disasters.

After sending Mahabala away, Huang Tian took the spirit pigs one by one to East Antarctica. He went back and forth like this seven times, and finally brought all seven spirit pigs back to East Antarctica, and no longer cared about the animals on the other side of the Wilderness Continent. Something happened.

When the second soul is born, there is no need for Huang Tian to go to the Wilderness Continent, and there is no need to worry about the Three Realms Mountains cutting off the signal. There is telepathy between the two.

The Spring Festival has been celebrated here in East Antarctica, and the Lantern Festival will soon be celebrated.

The Shangyuan Festival is the day when Emperor Tianguan bestows blessings. If Huang Tian had the chance, he might be able to touch a lucky star.

By then, there will be five of them, so that the "Five Blessings" will directly guarantee the good luck. The power of one's own God of Fortune may even be promoted, reaching the level of being more than a year old who has not obtained the Three Innate Jade Ruyi.

Becoming a rich brother is just around the corner!

But Huang Tian ignored one thing, and that was his family background.

He is only about the same age as Huang Tian, ​​how can he have so much wealth? Don’t even think about it, it must be the second generation!

Although Huang Tian could be considered a second generation, he was at most an illegitimate son living outside the country... How could he start a business on his own compared to Nian Youyu?

But Huang Tian still attached great importance to this matter and planned to hold a Lantern Festival Lantern Festival in the mountains.

At this time, a group of little monsters have been put into production, and the farming is on the right track. Now that Xin Yijiu has planned it, everything is available in the Ling territory. For example, Huang Tian's mountain god's mansion villa looks very grand, and is surrounded by various people. A fairy dwelling.

In addition, there is a large area of ​​blank ground reserved for construction projects that are about to begin.

The spiritual fields contracted by the little demons were all in the outer reaches. The seeds of various spiritual flowers and grasses distributed by Huang Tian were used for viewing on the street.

And the little demons each exert their own initiative. For example, the bamboo rat demon planted a bamboo forest, purple bamboo, bitter bamboo, spotted bamboo...

For example, Butterfly Spirit grows various flowers, peonies, peonies, roses...

The Medicine Maker Fairy still grows various elixirs, makes elixirs from time to time, and pays wages to the little monsters who spontaneously organize to build mountain roads.

Bai Chitose likes all kinds of luminous grass. Bats produce luminous sand. The spiritual grass growing on the luminous sand is luminous grass. It can extract luminous liquid and drip it into the eyes, which can provide night vision and treat eye diseases. Before, he and the Fire Swallow Goddess They had exchanged it, but they had never grown it on a large scale, but now it has become a large scale, and it can be regarded as a unique specialty of their clan.

Xin Yijiu's family of more than thirty foxes also planted many spiritual grasses. What they planted was yarrow, the kind of grass used for divination.

It usually lasts for one year, but in the spiritual realm, it does not need to go through autumn and winter, so for one year, two years, or even ten or fifty years.

After a hundred years, the yarrow will turn into a yarrow vine, with its rhizome as thick as a vine, and after a thousand years it will turn into a yarrow tree...

In addition to being used for divination, yarrow can also be used to weave straw figures, curses, life substitutes, and even incarnations. The older you are, the greater the effect.

In addition, a greater function is to make paper. As a scholar fox, they consume a lot of paper, ink, pens and inkstones every year, and the Xin Fox Clan has mastered the craftsmanship of making paper.

The yarrow paper produced can be used to write talismans, make spiritual paintings, and cut paper into shadows...

It's just that Xinhu didn't get Huang Tian's permission before, so he didn't plant much. He only planted some in the front and back yards.

As for the other little monsters, they also grow a variety of things. Even the Xiaozhi people have dedicated a forest to grow Ganoderma lucidum.

Huang Tian only felt happy: "Isn't this right! Only if you all work hard can I afford a nice car!"

The incense chariot is the Shinto chariot that Huang Tian saw on the wat board. It is worth 8.8 million taels of incense silver. It is made entirely of thousand-year-old agarwood and is inlaid with dust-proof beads, water-proof beads, fire-proof beads, and anti-dust beads. Poison beads, etc. Orbs.

There are also custom car mats and valances on it.

Huang Tian could only look at it and think about it, whether he could afford it depended on his fate.

The seven spirit pigs were put into the forest and handed over to the idle cat-tiger god Juli. He had served as a mount for Huang Tian several times, so he was able to train these little fragrant pigs.

There will be no agarwood carts, camphor carts, or elm carts in the future, so Huang Tian can still miss them.

"Lantern Festival! Three days off!" Huang Tian called on Xin Yijiu to wave his hand: "From now on, there will be a break for festivals like this, some for three days and some for one day, so as to save the little monsters from complaining.

"The more festivals there are, the more celebrations there will be. When the time comes, it will naturally be lively and attract the yearning of little monsters from other places."

Xin Yijiu secretly said: "Why is this little Huang Bapi suddenly so kind?"