Lord of the Tricks

Chapter 281 The Sludge of the Chaotic World, Started to Settle (10k)

Yu Ziqing stood on the edge of this black mud sea, quietly sensing.

He still doesn't quite understand why he just changed the name of the evil ghost, and even most people may not care whether it is called an evil ghost or a violent ghost, so why can it cause such a big change.

There is a bottom-level fundamental logic and reason for any change in things.

But this time, he didn't quite understand it.

It was as if he spit out a spit casually, and after two months, this spit erupted inexplicably with a terrifying power comparable to that of a meteor falling to the ground.

In this world, the thoughts of all beings have a great influence on certain things.

Even sometimes, when everyone firmly believes, it will directly affect the result.

That doesn't mean that just about anything can exert influence.

For example, there was no such thing as a hungry ghost before, and everyone's concept of it is blank, so it is easier to leave a fixed impression.

But if it is something that has already been deeply rooted, if you want to erase the original one and change it to a new one, you can still firmly believe in it as if it is deeply rooted, then it is not so difficult.

Just like everyone knows, you can't eat shit, you need to drink water.

If you forcibly change it to water poisonous, people will have to eat shit, which is impossible to achieve.

Many concepts are engraved into the blood, into the instinct.

At this moment, Yu Ziqing was standing on the edge of the sea of ​​mud, not in a hurry to set foot in it.

He just quietly sensed, quietly comprehended.

Several months later, the sea of ​​black mud suddenly became violent.

It was as if there was a huge monster that turned over in the sea of ​​mud, and when looking far away, it could see the position of the sky, with a huge bulge bulging.

With a bang, the bulge shattered, black air, yin air, and evil air mixed together, turning into a strange force, like a black beam of light, soaring into the sky.

The rising black air lasted for half a day before it gradually weakened and dissipated.

The sea of ​​mud returned to its original appearance, only some small air bubbles continuously surfaced and then exploded.

Yu Zi stood here quietly, and waited for a long time before he felt the sea breeze blowing from a very far away, with a large amount of black air wrapped in it.

This time, Yu Ziqing stretched out his hand to grab it, and a cloud of black air condensed in his palm, completely sure.

The power that emerges from its depths is exactly the same as the nine-tailed demon fox seen in the seal of Dadui back then.

This is no longer likeness, it is exactly the same in essence, with the same root and the same origin.

Yu Ziqing sighed softly, it's a pity that he acted too quickly back then, and now there is no way to find a living person to ask.

Back then, there must have been someone who deliberately guided that Concubine Chen, who was carrying the aura, to become like this instead of overturning.

Even Concubine Chen may have been deliberately trained to be that way from a young age, letting her talent go to waste.

Otherwise, those who can be called the talents bestowed by the gods, if they concentrate on practicing, as long as they don't die halfway, they must be a figure at the ceiling level.

As long as she has the hard work and belief of a normal monk, she is one of the very few people who can reach the peak of the ninth level [-]% steadily.

It's a pity that Concubine Chen back then had no intention of practicing at all.

Thinking about it carefully, Dadui was really miserable.

He has been targeted in various ways, and today, Yu Ziqing even feels that the internal problems of Datu are also caused by external reasons.

Dui Huang, who lived in the Dingmao period, probably saw through the root cause and completely gave up ordinary methods.

He probably knew long ago that it was impossible to save one thing at a time and change it little by little.

So he directly used the fierce method of cutting flesh and changing bones to make the final struggle.

Yu Ziqing cleaned the seals in Anshi Zhishu too quickly, especially the seals in Ding Mao's year, most of them were speed pass.

Now that I think about it, the mentality of a player who is playing a dungeon must have missed a lot of key information.

There is no way, who made Ding Mao's seals, there are too many.

And most of the seals are the ones that can be passed quickly, become more and more disgusting, and are all villainous seals.

Having seen so much, Yu Ziqing can only skip the cutscenes and go straight to the part of fighting monsters.

Most of the time, he didn't go in person...

It's probably a state of "I don't know who I am, and I don't know where this is, I just know that I'm going to kill."

Now I suddenly discovered that there seemed to be deeper information hidden in those small dungeons, which was a bit embarrassing.

But it's not a big problem. Fortunately, there are still many seals that have not been resolved, and they are used as experience dungeons by the people of Jinlan Mountain.

By accident, more information may be obtained.

What a coincidence, just in time to find something for the village head to do, and the village head in the province is always thinking about fighting.

Yu Ziqing has been observing here for a long time, and he probably figured out that the things in this black mud sea are about to recover, but they haven't recovered yet, and they are about to wake up, but they haven't recovered yet.

It is roughly equivalent to entering the rapid eye movement period from the original deep sleep state.

He looked at Ruan Renwang who had been following him, and asked in a low voice.

"Senior, do you think we're going to go in for a walk?"

Ruan Renwang didn't respond.

"Senior, do you think that if something happens to you, can you take me away?
I think my strength is still a bit weak. This place always feels particularly unsafe.

Rush in hastily, a bit suspected of death. "

Seeing that King Ruan Ren didn't respond, Yu Ziqing squatted on the edge of the black mud sea, stretched out a hand, and gently touched the black mud.

In an instant, the mud was like a living thing, climbing up Yu Ziqing's fingertips, a bit like poisonous poison.

At that moment, Yu Ziqing's yin spirit opened his eyes, feeling a huge amount of resentment and hostility.

Negative emotions such as hatred, hatred, destruction, bloodthirsty, etc., kept coming to my heart.

The black mud wanted to erode Yu Ziqing's body, but Yu Ziqing's Wugou supernatural power was instantly aroused.

Inside and outside the body, as transparent as jade, a strange force swam through the whole body, forcibly blocking the black mud outside the skin.

Yu Ziqing's arm suddenly exerted strength, and he withdrew his hand. The black mud that was brought out continued to fall off, and fell back into the sea of ​​mud.

Fortunately, he didn't jump in hastily, and first stabilized his hand and observed it for several months.

Ruan Renwang didn't respond. The power here seems to be not too friendly to Ruan Renwang, who is unconscious like this big rice dumpling.

After thinking about it, Yu Ziqing just left like this, and Yu Ziqing always felt a bit weak in his heart.

Thinking that the flaming mountains were not far away, Yu Ziqing thought.

Stretch out a hand again, plunge into the sea of ​​mud, bring out some wriggling mud, and immediately cast the blood flame supernatural power.

The blood-colored flame burned the black mud, and as it burned, some power slowly overflowed from the black mud, turning it into fuel for the blood flame.

After burning for an hour, the ball of black mud in his palm was finally ignited.

After burning for another hour, the black mud like a living thing turned into a ball of ordinary black mud.

Yu Ziqing fumbled for a while, and felt that this thing was used for planting flowers, which seemed to be very useful, so he went back to study it.

Putting away the black mud, he turned and walked back.

Arriving at the edge of the Flame Mountain, Yu Ziqing wandered around the Flame Mountain for several days. After confirming the terrain, he immediately started digging the river with his bare hands.

There were roaring sounds on the ground, and a wide river channel was forcibly blasted out of the ground, and the accumulated soil turned into dams on both sides.

He never sleeps, relying on pure physical strength, he turns into an excavator and a ramming machine.

After working for more than half a month, an artificial river was finally created.

He used the blood flame supernatural power to draw the blood flames in the Flame Mountain and lead them into the river, but unfortunately, those blood flames were drawn halfway, and it was difficult to continue, and if they continued to draw them out, they were somewhat powerless.

After thinking about it, Yu Ziqing went to the sea of ​​mud and dug through the last section.

The river here is ten feet lower than the edge of the mud sea, and finally punched out, smashing the last obstacle.

In an instant, the black mud in the sea of ​​mud was poured backwards into the river, moving upstream like a living thing.

Yu Ziqing was floating in the air, grinning as he watched the Blood Flame River in the Flame Mountain and the black mud in the Mud Sea collide in the middle of the river.

A sizzling sound appeared, and a large cloud of black smoke billowed upwards.

Seeing that the blood flame seemed to be extinguished, Yu Ziqing continued to guide the flame in the Flame Mountain.

After waiting for a full day, the black mud in the river was finally ignited, and the power of the blood flame began to rise.

In the burning black mud, black smoke kept coming out, but was instantly ignited by blood flames, and the flames began to slowly spread along the river and towards the sea of ​​mud.

Yu Ziqing jumped into the blood flame, and with a finger deep inside, ignited a black flame and added it to it.

Ignite with black fire and be ignited by blood flames, and burn things that change their mood.

Little sparks began to burn, which could no longer be stopped.

Yu Ziqing squatted by the river, watching quietly.

The flame burned into the mud sea, and the speed of continuation became slower and slower. A few months later, with the depth of the mud sea, another big bubbling impact surfaced.

The bloody flames that had already extended hundreds of miles were forcibly suppressed to the shore for more than ten miles.

Seeing this scene, Yu Ziqing was sure that it was easy to ignite the fire, but it might not be so easy to extinguish the fire after it had grown into a fire.

He didn't know what was in the depths of the sea of ​​mud, but felt that it was extremely dangerous, and he didn't dare to go deep into it rashly, so he could only touch the sea of ​​mud and slowly pave the way.

There are already large expanses of black mud on the shore, without any power, and there is no impact after touching it.

Yu Ziqing dug a part of it, and silently calculated it. According to this speed, it may take hundreds of years, this safe area, to burn to the place where the big bubble appeared.

Just go home and let this place continue to burn.

Passing by the Flame Mountain again, Yu Ziqing carefully inspected this large area.

There was indeed nothing alive, not even a remnant of anything to be seen.

After burning for so many years, everything burned down.

Even the bones, I am afraid they have already been burned to ashes.

So far he still hasn't figured out what kind of monsters were those who were burned to death in the distance.

Yu Ziqing came to make a fuss and left quietly.

The black mud is not easy to ignite, but once it is ignited, it is much more resistant to burning than the things under the flaming mountain, and it is also more difficult to extinguish.

In the depths of the sea of ​​mud, the breath was tumbling, and a large bubble formed and rolled over the surface of the sea. On the surface, there seemed to be a ferocious and distorted face with obvious rage.

The bubble burst, and the face became even more distorted, all kinds of dark and evil, negative power, and crazy eruptions.

The violent sound was like screaming, like the screaming to the cracking roar of something when it went berserk.

The surging resentment became more and more intense.

Those who should be attracted have not been attracted, and it is actually okay to attract individuals.

Who would have thought that this person would be difficult to cling to and infiltrate, not only was this idiot not overly curious, he went in and out to take a look.

It even aroused the power of Huoyanshan, forcibly ignited the mud, and after it was ignited, a black fire with even more weird power was added, like a gangrene attached to the bone, it could not be extinguished at all.

At this moment, no matter how the sea of ​​mud churned, the strange flame with a little black in the blood color was still burning quietly, unhurriedly, but extremely firm.

Yu Ziqing, who was on the way back, looked back and grinned.

"Guapi, do you really think that I have to go in and have a look after I have worked so hard to get here?

I can afford to wait, wait for 80 years, until the mud is dried into ordinary earth, I will come again.

In the past few years, why don't you go to die? "

Yu Ziqing left very simply.

Walking out of the crack in the abyss and returning to Busch Town, the Hungry Ghost immediately took out a lot of accumulated information.

New No. [-] asks to see you, and you can give him a message.

And the rest, many of them are related to big work.

Ever since the killing spree ended, there has indeed been a commotion within Dagan.

Then, the new emperor kept his promise, and really issued a formal edict, making the second prince Lian Wang as the emperor's younger brother.

This hand made it a little embarrassing.

King Lian reciprocated, showing a carload of criminal evidence, supported by the northern army, the eastern army, and a bunch of strong men.

Even Langya Court directly and openly stated that the new emperor did a good job of cutting the chaos with a quick knife.

Taking advantage of the trend, he also demoted several senior officials in the DPRK and China. The farce, on the surface, was over.

But the new emperor made a start, and everyone didn't know what the tyrants from all over the place were thinking and what they were going to do in secret.

Anyway, those who compile history books in the future will definitely give the new emperor the title of a tyrant.

As for the applause of the people below, there is a fart for it. The common people and monks of the lower class do not compile history books, but compile classics.

In a few thousand years, with more history revisions in between, everyone will only remember that the new emperor is a tyrant who kills cruelly.

Maybe Mujiang's diversion and the massacre of three major forces and dozens of small forces by the new emperor have no causal relationship.

It is not impossible to become two independent events.

Yu Ziqing looked at the information and clicked his tongue. The new emperor's posture is more and more like Ding Mao against the emperor, and his reputation will stink.

No matter, just watch the fun.

After staying in Busch Town for a few days, Yu Ziqing, who couldn't sit still, came all the way to Lihuoyuan.

He wanted someone to identify what the black soil he brought back was.

Seeing Wen Lingyou, Wen Lingyou's eyelids twitched, and he turned around and wanted to leave.

"Senior, don't leave. I'm not looking for you for alms, but I have something to ask you. Please help me identify something."

Wen Lingyou hesitated for a moment, then stopped.

He was really a little scared. Over in the South China Sea, money was being burned too quickly.

No matter how much the Lihuo Institute's funds increased, when the funds were finally distributed, it actually reduced the funds of other institute heads.

Lihuo Academy now has the head of the academy wanting to go to the South China Sea.

Because those leaders who went to Nanhai are simply not human.

He said that when he was researching in the South China Sea, the funds were adequate, and he was very happy.

When they left the Huoyuan, they still had to work hard to think about how to cheat and cheat more funds.

In the South China Sea, they don't have to spend any thought on defrauding funds, they just open their mouths casually, and that's enough.

Therefore, those who are envious of the other heads of the Lihuo Academy also want to go to South China Sea.

After all, it is not difficult for the projects in their hands to go around and hang under the South China Sea project.

It's not impossible to go there to continue your own research.

Moreover, they all dare to assure that this research is really of great help to large projects, and it is not purely cheating funds.

Wen Lingyou had a headache for a long time.

"What do you want to identify? Ordinary things, you can find someone to identify them casually. Do you need to come to me?"

"Actually, I want to find the head of the farmyard, but your people said that the head of the farmyard has gone out and is not here."

"Oh... oh, the head of the farmyard is indeed out, let me help you take a look."

Yu Ziqing took out a storage bag, which was filled with mud from the sea of ​​mud, the black soil left after being burned by the blood flame.

"Senior, show me what this black soil is."

Wen Lingyou grabbed a handful of black soil, looked at it a few times, then stared at Yu Ziqing.

"You already know it's black soil, and you still ask me?
Come on, what are you doing here? "

"Black soil?" Yu Ziqing was stunned, and then immediately realized: "Senior, you said this is the black soil among the five-colored soil?"

"It must be, there is one in Lihuoyuan, this thing is extremely rare now.

There are only two or three dangerous forbidden places where black soil can still be found.

I heard that those evil spirits seem to have offended you.

Are you holding a forbidden place in the underworld?

That's not right, the black soil in those three places doesn't seem to be that good, and it's impossible to find so much in one go.

Then what new paradise have you discovered?
I won't ask you where you got it, you can't use up so much black soil, it's wasted.

How about you give us half?According to the current price of black soil, I will give you an additional [-]%. "

Yu Ziqing blinked. This storage bag was just one of them, and he confiscated many at that time.

I just thought this thing might be useful, so I received more than 100 storage bags.

Unexpectedly, it was black soil, one of the five colored soils.

Yu Ziqing thought about it and said.

"It's no problem to share half of your storage bag, I really can't use it up.

The senior told me about this black soil, I just read a brief record. "

"Most of the treasures of heaven, materials and earth needed by cultivators need black soil when they grow.

Moreover, there are still three places where this thing has been discovered and produced.

But all are places where ghosts and ghosts run rampant.

The number is scarce, even if it is poached, it is difficult to survive.

There is a reason for the high price of the heavenly material and earthly treasures that cultivators need.

In one of those three places, it is almost impossible to see black soil.

The other two have ghost kings sitting in town, and the natural materials and earthly treasures that grow naturally there are actually the best.

Those two ghost kings knew quite well in their hearts and knew how to weigh the pros and cons.

Now they use Tiancaidibao to trade other things.

As long as they don't come out to do evil, then everyone won't go and attack them.

You're not going to..."

"No, I don't know the ghost king you are talking about at all. I found these black soils elsewhere."

Wen Lingyou saw that Yu Ziqing's words were very calm, and he said it casually, without guilt or confidence, so he believed it.

Yu Ziqing took out a new storage bag and distributed half of the bag of black soil to Wen Lingyou.

"You look at the price, what to exchange, I will give you the list later, don't worry.

I still have some professional matters, so I need to ask the chief of the farm, if I don't know, it's inconvenient. "

Wen Lingyou got the black soil with a smile on his face.

"I'll send someone to ask to see when the head of the farmyard will come back."

"No, I'm a junior, how can I let the head of the farmyard come to see me, I'll go see his old man."

Yu Ziqing followed the others and left Lihuoyuan.

The so-called going out of the head of the farmyard is dozens of miles away from the fire yard.

After seeing the person, the chief of the farm was still busy working in the experimental body. He had gained a lot in these years, but the funds and resources were getting less and less.

Don't think that those who engage in planting can save money. The research of the head of the farm is called burning money, and it should be burned to ashes and scattered in the soil.

"Senior, I haven't seen you for many years. Senior is still in good spirits. A small gift is not a respect."

As Yu Ziqing said, he stuffed the remaining half of the storage bag of black soil directly into the hands of the head of the farmyard.

The head of the farmyard smiled and said.

"What are you going to do when you come to see me? There must be nothing good, right?"

While speaking, he opened the storage bag and took a look. The head of the farmyard was also slightly surprised when he saw half of the storage bag of black soil inside.

"So much black soil..."

He handed the storage bag back, but didn't dare to take it directly.

"This is a meeting gift for the front. You are welcome, senior. I am here this time because I want to trouble the senior with some professional matters."

Yu Ziqing couldn't bear the head of the farmyard's refusal, and immediately told about the sub-project in Nanhai that he wanted to ask the head of the farmyard for help.

"The consumption of black soil is enough, and everyone knows that I don't interfere or care about how to research.

After you're done, add another money and nine days' rest!
If the seniors have unfinished projects on hand, they can take the research with them.

If you want a spiritual field, prepare a spiritual field.

All the water for watering the ground is given to the spiritual liquid, and you can use as much as you want.

I have always respected educated people like seniors the most, and I will never interfere indiscriminately. "

Yu Ziqing came down with a set of combined punches, and before the head of the farmyard said anything, the person who led the way became anxious.

Yu Ziqing didn't give the other party a chance to interrupt, and added another sentence.

"I just want results. After all, there are specialties in the art industry. In terms of Lingzhi, the seniors are the most professional. This is related to the success or failure of big projects."

The head of the farmyard hesitated for a moment.

"Are you serious?"

"Senior, if you contact the head of Nanhai, you will know whether it is true or not. I never brag and say what I say is what I say.

What seniors need, just mention it, and bring whatever you want, just bring it.

In addition to the sub-projects, the seniors have free time, and they want to study whatever they want, whatever they want.

I will never interfere indiscriminately! "

"I also want the best fertilizer." The farmyard added.

"Yes, just more or less."

Having said all this, the head of the farmyard couldn't help it.

The conditions are too good, the black soil can be used casually, the best fertilizer processed with Hunyuan Jindou is enough, the spiritual liquid is enough, if Lingtian wants it, he will have it immediately.

Topics can be researched casually, and resources are full.

Then, that day, the head of the farmyard didn't even return to Lihuoyuan, and was kidnapped by Yu Ziqing.

When Wen Lingyou heard the news, he had already flown thousands of miles away.

Angrily, Wen Lingyou ordered that Yu Ziqing must not be allowed to see other heads of the hospital in the future.

As long as he is close to Lihuoyuan, he will report immediately.

However, Wen Lingyou had no reason to stop him this time.

People want a name and a name, and sponsors and sponsors. Even the head of the farmyard is willing, so he can only pinch his nose and admit it.

He took the head of the hospital and went to Nanhai to continue his research on Lingzhi.

Yu Ziqing personally escorted them to Dadao, and secretly stuffed Lao Yang with three storage bags of black soil.

The two sat in the secret room, drinking tea and chatting about recent events.

"That's pretty much what's going on these days.

The black soil was also picked up from the abyss.

You help me stroke it. "

"You are really bold. Fortunately, you didn't go down, otherwise you might really die in it." The old sheep sneered while drinking tea.

"Tell me."

"What else, it must have something to do with monsters."

"I can think of this with my heels. Dadui was harmed into such a ghost, and it also involved the nine-tailed demon fox back then. Of course I know that it has something to do with monsters."

"Those black mud, do you know what it is?"

"do not know."

"I don't know if you can't think about your heels? See if you can."

"..."

Yu Ziqing choked for a moment, and immediately cupped his hands.

"Please tell me, I am uneducated. Your boss has a lot, so don't be as knowledgeable as me."

The old sheep sneered and put down his teacup.

"I really know this thing, and I have seen it.

That's called muddy mud.

I just haven't seen the kind you mentioned, which can be so big that it can converge into a sea of ​​mud. "

Yu Ziqing didn't speak, just poured tea for Lao Yang again.

"Do you know why there are ghosts in many places, especially evil ghosts and ghosts, who easily lose their minds, why haven't they been completely wiped out?"

Yu Ziqing wanted to say, how can ghosts be extinct, as long as there are people around, there will be a steady stream of ghosts.

When the words came to his lips, he shook his head honestly.

"do not know."

"Do you want to say that as long as there are people, there must be ghosts, and they can't be killed?
Heh, in fact, many things cannot be solved by lifting a butcher's knife at all.

There used to be a senior in Langya Court who once wrote a book called "The End of Ghosts". If you are free, borrow it to read it.

Some people will become ghosts when they die, and even some monks can continue to practice in the way of ghosts after death.

Have you ever thought about what will happen to the ghost when it dies? "

"I don't know." Yu Ziqing shook his head. He had heard that ghosts die as a ghost, but obviously, there is no such setting here.

"A long time ago, there were predecessors who studied it.

It's like after a person dies, only a very small part will become a ghost, and after a ghost dies, it will seldom become anything else, it will just disappear directly.

But after all, there will still be some ghosts, especially evil ghosts, fierce ghosts, resentful ghosts and the like, with resentment, hostility and evil spirit as the source, and ghosts that are too strong.

After death, there will be some other things left, and when those things gather, they will turn into the mud of the muddy world.

This thing can pollute a monk's practice, pollute the monk's spirit, and pollute the magic weapon.

Looking at you like this, you must have been in contact with it. Your Wugou supernatural power, can you stop it? "

Yu Ziqing nodded.

"I can stop it, but if I just jump in, I'm afraid it may not be possible. It's not that my supernatural powers can't stop it, but that I can't hold it for long due to the consumption of power.

However, listening to you say that, why is it so filthy? "

"It's not filth, it's pure sludge. If you compare it, it's much more disgusting than filth.

In the mud of the troubled world, there are all kinds of disgusting things, such as resentment, hostility, etc., which are simply masters.

Back then, killing too many ghosts caused an all-out war, although they won in the end.

However, it has catalyzed a lot of turbid world sludge, because of this ghost thing, it has crippled several strong people and even crippled a peninsula.

Later, the peninsula was forcibly refined for more than ten years with the real fire of the sun, and then it was sunk into the sea, which was considered a complete solution.

So, now that ghost is too much, let's kill him instead of sending people to drive out all the ghosts.

You changed the name of the evil spirit this time. It was nothing at all, but it seems to have touched something else. "

Yu Ziqing thought about it for a while, and thought of the first time, the big demon who controlled Xici, the king of hungry ghosts, sprayed two tenth-order blood flames, turning the other side into a mountain of flames, and burned everyone who could be burned to death.

Thinking about it this way, that is to say, a long time ago, he may have had contact with the person in the mud of the troubled times, and had made enemies.

It's just that the two shots that came at that time were tenth-order blood flames, and their aura was still growing, so the opponent gave up.

It is even possible that at that time, the edge of the muddy sea of ​​troubled times was also connected with the current Huoyan Mountain.

Only later, the muddy mud receded a little, avoiding the Flame Mountain and avoiding being ignited.

But now it was still set on fire by Yu Ziqing.

It turned out that there was a grudge a long time ago, so it's okay.

"Why don't I go squat over there and watch the quagmire be completely dried?"

"..."

The old sheep is a little speechless, what are you doing?

The sludge of the troubled world is not something that can move at will and has self-awareness.

At most, there is something in the sea of ​​filth in the turbid world that has its own consciousness.

"Don't worry, the little white fox is definitely fine. As long as you don't go to the muddy sea of ​​the muddy world with that bit of spiritual light, it won't be polluted.

Little white fox is smart, Jinlan Mountain is surrounded by you, and even the entrance of the abyss is watched by your people.

That little guy has a flash of light in his body, so it's impossible for him to be fascinated. "

Yu Ziqing nodded, thinking that the abyss was the once polluted world, and now that he heard about the sludge of the turbid world, he didn't find it strange.

He even felt that the nine-tailed demon fox incident was just to stir up the muddy mud in the abyss and pollute the world.

Yu Ziqing didn't know, anyway, don't care what the other party is going to do, just do it and it's over.

"I think, I'd better go back and have a look, looking for an opportunity to try to dissolve the remaining seals.

I always feel that there may be some big hole buried in it.

In case there is another incident like the nine-tailed demon fox, don't hurry to settle the dust and be used by others.

When the time comes, something will happen, but it will happen to our family. "

"I'll go with you later."

Yu Ziqing decided what to do here, continued to work, and contacted Longnu by the way.

Ask Luna how the flowers are growing, and then send some other seeds here.

The matter of building a good relationship with Luna must continue.

This relationship is good, but I have to ask again, is there any problem with Moon God's cultivation?

Find a way for her to recover faster.

When giving blessings in the future, it can also be more powerful.

This is much easier than Yu Ziqing honing his supernatural powers.

When Yu Ziqing was practicing the moonlight magic power now, he felt a little like lying flat.

Everything is proceeding step by step.

On the other side, on the void cliff, the God King stood in place, and with a wave of his hand, countless words appeared in front of him.

This is the tome he traded, the most basic alchemy tome.

There is a strong truth in it.

For countless years, many vests have been put on, and those vests are lost, but there are still some benefits.

And he has many faces and real names, which is also useful for him.

He wants to personally try to practice the human race's god-refining classics.

As long as the most basic is just an introduction to embark on this road.

That's enough.

The real name of the new emperor emerged around the god king. Using it as a medium, he could easily borrow a little bit of the power of the gods. In addition to the foundation laid down over the years, the loss was heavy, but there was still a little left. The rebuilding started with ease.

It's just one way to get back what he lost.

Now that he has learned to behave well, he must use all the methods and try his best to walk more easily with more legs.

The progress was very smooth, and he could even vaguely feel that this Tao was not the same as the one he had lost, but the essential nutrients came from the Tao he had lost.

He was obsessed with cultivation and couldn't extricate himself, and slowly he was completely immersed in it.

The Tao is so fascinating that it is difficult to describe it.

And as the king of gods fell into a state of forgetting both things and me, in the void, in a sea of ​​tumbling copper juice, the human figures formed by the copper juice were constantly rolling, struggling, and roaring.

There is a human figure, showing half of its body in a sea of ​​copper juice, gazing towards the direction of the void cliff, and the resentment in it is rolling like those scorching copper juice.

This is what the blood of the year prevented from agglomerating. After it fell into this place, it dispersed again and turned into a sea of ​​copper juice, floating here all the time.

All the vests of the God King were destroyed because of these things, and after the God King woke up, he didn't dare to touch these things at all.

He never thought about who to curse with the blood curse.

What's more, he didn't know that those curses that came out of the concrete had already begun to produce some subtle changes after they were reflected on him.

Wen Jun cursed the Bronze Clan back then, but it is a pity that the Bronze Clan did not die from the curse.

Instead, they, in order to keep the curse and control the power of this terrible curse, forcibly killed the entire Bronze Clan.

Do you think the Bronze Clan hates Wen Jun more or God King more?

Their hatred has been accumulated for countless years, and it was only vented when they turned against the God King.

But this time the strongest backlash, the strongest venting, finally caused a change.

Inside the tumbling copper juice, a human figure formed by the pooling of copper juice took another look, and slowly sank into the sea of ​​copper juice and disappeared.

It's a pity that the God King didn't know about this change at all, or he didn't look this way at all.

Great work.

The new emperor sat alone in the deep palace, quietly looking at the map of Daqian on the wall in front of him.

Suddenly, Yuxi jumped out and flashed quietly in front of him.

The new emperor stretched out a hand, holding the jade seal, and quietly realized.

A smile slowly appeared on his expressionless face, and then the spreading smile gradually became exaggerated, distorting his expression a little.

The flickering look in his eyes also became crazy.

"Ha ha ha ha……

You really dare, really dare to cultivate! "

Before, Xin No. [-] told him that the god king who was so stubborn that he didn't even bother to draw big cakes asked him to do things again, and he had to leave some basic alchemy books.

Of course, New No. [-] couldn't say no to it. This kind of thing is too simple, and you can't shirk it even if you want to.

Therefore, New No. [-] adheres to the concept that if the boss wants to eat tofu, he must make the tofu taste like monkey brain.

After spending a lot of effort and asking the new emperor for help, he found several basic god-refining classics with strong true meaning for the god king.

The basic classics have to contain true meaning, and they have to be a bit of a pit that people can't find, it's really hard to find.

Fortunately, I finally found it.

Every hole is different.

Some basic classics are fine in themselves, but if there is no follow-up revision and follow-up to fill in, just follow the path of basic classics, sooner or later something will happen.

For some, there is nothing wrong with the classics themselves, but special talents are needed for cultivation to make up for that pitfall.

It is indeed a bit difficult to dig a hole for the basic classics.

Now that the new emperor looked at the reaction on the jade seal, his smile gradually twisted.

His real name, and his past, are in the hands of the God King.

The God King must have a purpose for wanting him to ascend the throne.

There is no need to think about it at all, either it is related to the dynasty of the gods, or it is related to the way of refining the gods.

Therefore, since the new emperor ascended the throne, even when he practiced by himself, he has never borrowed the power of the gods, and has never borrowed a little bit of the fortune of the gods.

He just waited, waited hard, and even added restrictions in the jade seal of Shenchao.

Now, he finally felt it.

The prohibition in the jade seal has responded, which means that he is borrowing the power of the gods.

But he has never used it himself, so he endured it. After becoming the emperor, the biggest cheat was left, but he just didn't use it.

Only at this moment can I feel clearly and understand clearly.

Otherwise, as the new emperor, under normal circumstances, he can be said to be cultivating with the help of the power of the gods all the time, and it is absolutely impossible for him to notice such a slight change.

Because he couldn't feel it at all, where did the little power of the gods go.

In a flowing river, it is impossible to notice the change of an extra drop of water.

Unless, the river hasn't moved at all.

"Borrow it, just borrow it, what you eat today, one day you will spit it out with interest.

My lord father, did all of your work happen because of your schemes from the very beginning?

That one started to move, and started to move.

Father, don't you start to move, what are you going to do? "

The new emperor casually put Yuxi aside and watched quietly.

(End of this chapter)