Palm fairy garden

Chapter 42 The strength soars, the order to kill the devil
"Strengthening point: 618."

In the past ten days, although Su Ming was recovering his essence and blood, he did not stop dismantling the magic weapon.

Therefore, compared to ten days ago, his strengthening points not only did not decrease, but increased to 618 points.

Seeing this, Su Ming pondered.

"618 enhancement points, if all of them are used to strengthen paper puppets, 61 paper puppets can be strengthened, plus the existing 4, it is enough to form an army of 65 paper puppets."

But immediately, he shook his head again.

This kind of thinking is undoubtedly a bit too idealistic. Although the paper puppet house can greatly increase the number of puppets that control it, Su Ming never believes that it can increase so much.

Everything has its limit, not to mention the paper puppet house that has just been sacrificed.

Time passes day by day.

Fourth day.

The number of paper puppets controlled has indeed reached the limit.

Su Ming looked at the 5 paper figurines with swords and shields and the 5 paper figurines with bows and arrows in front of him, and murmured, "It turns out that the paper puppet house can only control 10 paper puppets at most.

Also, compared to only two paper puppets before, there are already 8 more paper puppets, which is indeed a great increase in the number of paper puppets that can be controlled. "

With this in mind, Su Ming cast his eyes on the Hall of Immortals again.

Just as he thought fourteen days ago, when the number of paper puppets reaches the carrying limit of the Hall of Immortals, it is time to strengthen and promote the Hall of Immortals.

Thinking of this, he no longer hesitated.

Stretching out his hand to hold the Hall of Immortals suspended in his palm, a strong feeling came from his palm.

next moment.

A message flashed through his mind.

"Discover a special magic weapon, whether to disassemble/strengthen it?"

"strengthen!"

Su Ming immediately chose to strengthen.

Immediately, 10 enhancement points were deducted from Su Ming's mind, leaving 557 enhancement points in his savings.

I saw a golden light flashing on the Hall of Immortals, and then went out again.

"no response?"

Su Ming was stunned.

No, it's not that there is no response.

As the owner of the Hall of Immortals, Su Ming could clearly feel that the Hall of Immortals had undergone slight changes under the enhancement of 10 enhancement points.

Because he vaguely seemed to hear the sound of "heartbeat" from the palace of immortals.

Divine channel species!
Su Ming immediately understood what this heartbeat represented.

Immediately without hesitation, another 10 reinforcement points were dropped.

"Boom!"

This time, the heartbeat was much clearer.

Perhaps in the eyes of outsiders, the miniature fairy palace in front of him just has a stronger aura, but in Su Ming's eyes, the speed at which it breeds the divine channel is accelerating.

Su Ming knew that most of the strengthening points he dropped were absorbed by this divine channel.

"As expected of a divine channel, 20 enhancement points are more than enough for me to strengthen a low-grade magic weapon of the first rank to a low-grade magic weapon of the second rank, but you have no reaction!"

Seeing this, Su Ming was heartbroken, and continued to smash reinforcement points for reinforcement.

"537", "527", "517".
The strengthening points in Su Ming's mind kept decreasing, and the Hall of Immortals saw no other changes except for the "heartbeat" speeding up and the overall structure becoming stronger.

Even, the number of puppets controlled by paper figurines failed to increase.

Just as Su Ming predicted, it is extremely difficult for the divine channel to breed successfully.

It's also due to the fact that he used the enhancement points. If it was replaced with blood essence sacrifice, it would probably be worth thousands or even tens of thousands of drops of blood essence.

Strengthened ten times in a row.

After smashing down a full 100 strengthening points, the aura of the Hall of Immortals suddenly changed.

"boom!"

An extremely powerful breath erupted from the Hall of Immortals.

Fortunately, Su Ming had arranged the Five Elements Trapped Dragon Formation in the room in advance, otherwise, when the evil disaster was raging, this aura would definitely attract monks from the inspection team to check.

"Success?"

Su Ming cast his eyes on the Hall of Immortals.

The main peak of Chiyun Peak.

Mo Yun ascended the Taoist field.

Three figures came from the sky. These three figures, two men and one woman, were all disciples of Master Mo Yun after breaking through the golden core stage.

As the only female disciple and the youngest disciple of Master Mo Yun, Mu Qingyan has always been taken care of by her two senior brothers and Master Mo Yun.

"Second brothers,"

Mu Qingyan flew down from the back of the crane, and saluted the two senior brothers, "I don't know why Master asked us to come here this time?"

Master Mo Yun's eldest disciple has white beard and hair, and a benevolent look.

Although he has a late stage cultivation base, but the whole person shows a kind of aging, obviously, this person's lifespan is approaching.

"Junior Sister Mu, I guess the reason why Master came to us is probably because of the evil disaster in Shangyang County."

When mentioning the disaster in Shangyang County, Mu Qingyan and another disciple of Master Mo Yun frowned.

Obviously, the demon disaster that broke out in Shangyang County during this period not only brought great chaos to Shangyang County, but also affected the stability of Qingshuifang City.

As the owner of Qingshuifang City, Master Mo Yun would definitely not be able to sit still.

"Boss, Qingshan, Qingyan, since you're here, why don't you come in?"

While the three were talking, a voice sounded in the minds of the three.

Hearing this, the three of them looked terrified, and immediately cupped their hands at the most majestic palace in the Chiyun Peak Dojo, and said, "Yes, Master!"

After saying that, the three of them rushed towards the palace immediately.

moment.

The three met their master, the only Golden Core cultivator in Shangyang County—Master Mo Yun.

"See Master."

Seeing Master Mo Yun sitting on the lotus cloud bed, the three of them did not dare to neglect, and immediately saluted each other.

After performing the salute, the three of them stood silently, waiting for Master Mo Yun to order.

"I have asked you to come here to discuss the quelling of the evil disaster in Shangyang County."

When the three of them heard this, they all showed such expressions.

But the three of them didn't interrupt, but waited for Master Mo Yun's order.

"This evil disaster is so serious that it has alarmed the high-level officials of Lingbao Mountain. Lingbao Mountain passed down a decree, ordering me in Qingshuifang City to join hands with the Jianji family in Shangyang County to quell the evil at all costs."

Master Mo Yun said expressionlessly.

Hearing this, Mu Qingyan couldn't help but said: "Master, doesn't Lingbao Mountain send people here?"

Master Mo Yun shook his head and sighed: "The evil disaster in Shangyang County can only be relied on by ourselves."

Hearing this, all three of them clenched their fists except for the eldest disciple who was about to sit down.

"Qingshan, Qingyan."

"The disciple is here."

Yuan Qingshan and Mu Qingyan stepped forward.

"The evil disaster in Shangyang County is getting worse. I order you two to go to the Zhang, Zhao, and Qian families in Shangyang County immediately to discuss the joint suppression of the evil. There must be no mistakes!"

After finishing speaking, Master Mo Yun waved his hand.

A token flew towards the two of them.

"This is... Lingbao Mountain's order to kill demons!"

Mu Qingyan took the token and raised her head in shock.

Master Mo Yun waved his hand: "Go."

"The disciple obeys the teacher's orders!"

Say it.

The two quickly exited the hall and left in the air.

"Boss, you"

Master Mo Yun looked at the person in front of him with regret and hesitation.

"Master, my lifespan is approaching, so these things will not be mixed up."

Master Mo Yun's eldest disciple laughed and said.

"Well, well, you go too."

Master Mo Yun sighed and waved his hand.

A white-haired person sending a black-haired person, even Master Mo Yun, will inevitably feel a little sad.

(End of this chapter)