World of Cultivation

421th crazy idea

Zuo Mo simply did not know how to describe the mood at the moment.

It’s really... it’s really...

I can't talk about depression, and I don't have much joy, but soon, Momo will pick up her feelings. Since it has already happened, no amount of cranky thoughts can change the facts.

Feeling the power of the body to blend into a group, the heart is a little curious, is it true that ancient practitioners are like this? So how do they use these forces?

After thinking about it, Zuo Mo decided to look for a strange corpse, which is better than his own.

Although Zuo Mo’s behavior seems a bit weird, the worry in everyone’s mind is still a lot. Soon everyone's attention turned to this horrible sandstorm, and everyone changed their face when they talked about it.

And there is a consensus that the defensive power of the slave ship is not enough to resist this level of sandstorm. You know, they have just stepped into the heart of the ancient battlefield. How many dangers are waiting for them?

Everyone is quite pessimistic about this issue.

Among the few slave ships, the best case is the Jinwu, which is the slave ship where Jinwuying is located. Because Jinwuying has no fighting power up and down, they spend all their efforts on this slave ship. The other slaves are all fighters. They usually put their time on their own cultivation. The defense of the slaves is very weak.

If it is not the stable situation of the corpse, the result must be terrible.

The entire Jinwuying is fully operational. If everyone was full of joy before, everyone is now very dignified and the atmosphere of tension is spreading.

No one knows when the next sandstorm will arrive!

The only thing that makes them feel lucky is that there are endless materials here! Golden sand! The golden sand of the five products is inexhaustible and inexhaustible!

"I have an idea." Sun Bao looked at the sand dunes that stretched in front of him, and suddenly said.

Ji Wei curiously asked: "What thoughts?" They are full of tacit understanding, Ji Wei knows that Sun Bao is opening at this time, and will certainly not be targeted.

Sun Bao suddenly looked back, and the two eyes jumped with two groups of fanatical flames: "We use a golden mortar to refine a slave ship!"

“Using the golden sand smelting boat?” Ji Wei screamed: “Hey! This is crazy!”

"Yes! Use a golden mortar to refine a treasure ship! The whole ship is made of gold sand!" Sun Bao is like a fanatic believer. He waved his arm and said loudly: "Aji! Look here! All are gold sand! Missed, we can never encounter such an opportunity in our lifetime!"

Ji Wei looked at the sand dunes that could not be seen at the end, and he was excited, and he was excited!

Sun Bao is right, if the opportunity in front of me is missed, it will not be possible in the future! Even if I take away more gold sand at this time, it is absolutely impossible to use a golden sand to refine a large ship that accommodates everyone!

"But we are difficult to refine it..."

Sun Bao did not hesitate: "Then we use Akasaka Ding! Remember how we refining Akasaka on the last time? This time it is only a lot of work!"

Seeing that the two masters are all excited, they are red-faced and more and more members of the Jinwu camp are surrounded.

When they heard the words of the two masters, they were shocked!

But after a moment of silence, everyone around them exploded!

"Dry! Such a good opportunity..."

"Hey! Scorpio! I am so excited when I think about it! Golden Sands!"

"Insane! It's all crazy! But it's great!"

Everyone is in a state of extreme excitement and madness! Sun Bao’s thoughts are enough to make any one of the production repairers excited.

"Do you understand?" asked the strange body.

In front of him, a straight tunnel about ten miles long, straight into the distance. The inner wall of the tunnel with a few feet wide is as smooth as the glass, which is the wonder of the refining of the golden sand.

And all this is just a genius.

Everyone is deeply shocked! With the exception of the left, he could not hide his disappointment.

He was a little disheartened: "I understand it."

The attack of the corpse is very powerful, and the other party needs only one finger, so that the left can be turned into a fly ash. But the disappointment in Zuo Mo’s heart is still involuntarily revealed.

The geek is indeed powerful, but it is only because of the gap in the realm. The accumulation of monsters that have survived for tens of thousands of years is extremely terrible. However, the horrible one is not too commendable in terms of skills.

It is an extremely primitive way of attack, all the power is constantly compressed and then released. In terms of skills, it is far from being comparable to the current attack method. Both the repairer and the demon have developed their own unique cultivation methods. They all have their own characteristics, and their focus is completely different, but they are all self-contained and all kinds of skills are quite rich. Even the most inconspicuous magic work, compared to the attack method of the corpse, is delicate and delicate and does not know how many times.

Zuo Mo revealed the color of smile.

Think about it in turn, this is actually the most reasonable result. After all, cultivation has been tens of thousands of years now. After the development of generations of cultivators, it is now more powerful than ancient times. Probably only the faults caused by the war thousands of years ago, it is possible that this is not as good as it is.

It seems that I still have to explore for myself.

The strange corpse is extraordinary in wisdom. He thinks for a moment and understands the meaning of Zuo Mo. He said: "Your skills are complicated and changeable, far more than us." He immediately asked with some doubts: "The skills become so complicated, there is only one possibility. Then the aura becomes rare. Is the aura outside now very thin?"

"Don't you have a strong aura at the time?" Zuo Mo asked curiously.

"At that time, we did not consider the aura. All the creatures are born with aura, this is instinct."

"Sure enough." Zuo Mo knew the answer and was not too surprised. Resources will always be exhausted. After tens of thousands of years of consumption, and then abundant resources, they will consume almost nothing.

The horrible body said: "I understand, no wonder I will think that you are weak. It turned out to be aura." He muttered: "Yes, it has been so long."

He suddenly looked up: "How many families do you have now?"

"How many families?" Zuo Mo looked blank.

The gray eyes of the blame are staring at the left: "There must be a living creature that looks different from you."

Zuo Mo is somewhat uncertain: "What are you talking about?"

"demon?"

"The demon people are mostly born of grass and trees. The devils are born of strange beasts. We are human beings."

The strange body was silent for a long while, and it was secluded: "It turns out."

I don’t know what the “what is the case” of the strange body. He curiously asked: “Have you had a demon at that time?”

The ancient times are too long from now, and the records about ancient times are even less pitiful. Everyone is very curious.

The corpse shook his head and said: "We were only living creatures at that time. There was no change in the shape, and almost all creatures could change their appearance. The human race is one of the creatures, no different from other creatures, and is in a weak position."

"In a weak position?" Zuo Mo's eyes wide open, unbelievable.

How is humanity in a weak position? The number of circles that humans now occupy is almost the sum of the numbers of the demon world. As for the strong, the martial art, the number of repairers far exceeds the demon.

All the **** world, the repairer hunter has been hunting for thousands of years! For thousands of years, demons are the object of human hunting. It is no wonder that Zuo Mo was hearing that the ancient people were in a weak position and almost thought that he had got it wrong.

"The demons you mentioned, their talents, were even better at the time. Many tribes have many powerful abilities at birth, and as long as they practice a little, they are powerful. And our human race does not have this talent. , has been suppressed."

The faint tone of the geek is like telling a thing that is normal.

The expressions of the left Mozambique were very sluggish, and the news brought them more shock than the one that had just been blamed.

"So why is the Terran so strong now?" Zuo Mo stuttered.

"If I didn't guess wrong, it should be because the aura is thin. Other creatures are strong, but after the aura becomes thin, their talents must be weakened. For the Terran, this loss is not as great as other creatures. Will change everything."

The gray eyes of the blame are empty, but the words are full of wisdom.

Zuo Mo’s expression was awkward, but he knew that the blame was only the closest to reality.

"Adult! Adult!"

Zuo Mo’s dream was awakened, and he looked at Sun Bao who ran over. He said in his mouth: “Well?”

Sun Bao was careful: "We are going to refine the big ship!"

"Hey, refining the big ship, then refining it." Zuo Mo subconsciously, he has not completely recovered.

Sun Baoyi gritted his teeth: "We are going to refine a golden sandstone ship!"

"Golden sand and big treasure ship..." left Momo snorted, and he suddenly reacted: "Wait... What are you talking about?"

"We are going to refine a big treasure ship with gold enamel! It can accommodate everyone's big treasure ship!" Sun Baoyang started, and his eyes sparkled with enthusiasm.

Zuo Mo opened his mouth and stared at Sun Bao.

"Adults, the crisis in front of us, our slave ship can not resist. And there is an inexhaustible golden sand! It is a godsend! Why don't we use it to refine the big ship?" Sun Bao did not fear.

For a long while, Zuo Mo returned to God, and his eyes suddenly lit up with a touch of excitement.

That's right!

If you can refine a big ship with gold enamel, think about it and feel that it is full of blood. The golden sand that is sold outside with grain, you can use it to refine a big ship!

It’s a crazy idea!

The light in the eyes of Zuo Mo is getting brighter and brighter, and he said: "Refining! Why not refining! How big is how big we will be!"

The entire Jin Wuying suddenly fell into madness.