Devil Seeds

Ke Xiaoliang naturally listened to the monks' complaints, but he didn't intend to throw out the setting of the 'game forum' immediately.

In being a person and doing things, we should not only think of convenience, but also think about the specific purpose.

Did Ke Xiaoliang create the wasteland world and God's Domain to serve the public?

He created a different world for the purpose of harvesting leeks and spurring them to grow vigorously.

The existence of forums, or instant communication, is actually a very bad atmosphere.

Assuming that Wang Yu is being hunted down by Godzilla, under normal conditions, he should keep generating magic points and be severely harvested by Ke Xiaoliang.

If there are forums or instant communication tools, his painting style may become, while fleeing for his life, while posting or opening a video shouting: "Old irons, give me a hundred 666, I will transfer now!" Go fuck Godzilla! Thank you for the five Immortal Ascension Talismans rewarded by my waste paper brother, I will perform a head-on chrysanthemum for my brother, and sow Godzilla."

What Ke Xiaoliang needs is magic value... not funny ratio!

There is absolutely no reason for these monks to become more and more beautiful in a short period of time.

Of course, Ke Xiaoliang did not completely deny the necessity and value of forums and instant communication.

Perhaps when Ke Xiaoliang expands more worlds, has a larger group of leeks, and can achieve the overflow of magic value, he will consider opening a forum and instant communication system, so as to unify the scattered world and worldview again , complete.

As for the monks, they are distressed that "plot points" are rare.

Then... rare is right!

If it was easier for them to come to the plot, wouldn't Ke Xiaoliang lose out?

Although misinterpretations and disguises have been made, in his bones, the plot point is the magic value.

Where did Ke Xiaoliang get so many magic points for these guys to squander?

Valuable, potential, and creative monks, under Ke Xiaoliang's arrangement, they will naturally have enough plot points to enter God's Domain and become brand-new migrant workers.

And those ordinary leeks who only know how to bluff and waste resources...then it is really difficult for them to collect 5,000 plot points.

Shenyu has become a carrot caught in front of a donkey, visible but unpalatable.

Watching other people go to God's Domain every day, all kinds of scenery are unrestrained, and the magic value that burst out from the impatience alone is quite impressive.

After creating God's Domain, Ke Xiaoliang pulled away from his own consciousness and returned to reality.

Liu Huaian returned with a small cart of resources and nine zombies.

Among the nine zombies, except for another one named Hao Wangshu who was also in iron armor, the rest were jumping zombies.

Although their consciousness is still restrained in the exorcism shell due to the magic of the Demon Sect, their tongues are stiff and they cannot speak, let alone act during the day.

After all these jumps were settled, Liu Huaian presented Ke Xiaoliang with a stack of books and a badge.

Ke Xiaoliang nodded, and then looked at the cart of resources in the room.

"This amount... It seems that Wang Yu didn't fool me, and may even advance a part of the benefits to me. It seems that my previous performance in the wasteland world was very successful, so that Wang Yu and the Wang family behind him felt that I and Song Qingwen's relationship has already taken a step closer, and they seem to be different from ordinary disciples, so they show their kindness and dare not neglect." Ke Xiaoliang dismissed Liu Huaian, promised him a reward for using the well for one day, and walked to the place excitedly. Flip through the resources in a small car.

There are thousands of light stones in it, and there are also some Yinquan, Shahun, Dianlingxiang, and black jade needed for practicing magic arts, and there are some such as coffin nails, black cold iron, winter dew stone, and thousand-year-old bones. Wait for small materials for making magic weapons and hidden weapons.

"Roughly calculated, this small cart is worth at least three thousand spirit stones."

"With this car, I will dare to boldly improve my cultivation in the future. After all, as long as I have excellent aptitude, with these resources, it is no problem to practice Qi at the tenth level. And my aptitude, along with the number of demon seeds The upgrade has been raised to a very good level, which is comparable to many young talents."

"Unfortunately, the power of the Demon Sealer has only reached the second stage, and it is still a little bit reluctant to suppress the demons, otherwise I can immediately feed more demonic points to upgrade the demons." Ke Xiaoliang restrained a little bit of regret, and then Holding the spirit stone in hand, he entered the state of cultivation.

Under the double blessing of Lingshi and Maolinyi's environment, his cultivation base has been rising continuously, and the power of the demon sealer is behind it.

Soon Ke Xiaoliang broke through three levels and entered the tenth level of Qi training.

At this time, Ke Xiaoliang already felt the surge of true energy, entering the spiritual platform, and casting the traces of the devil embryo.

Once cast into a magic embryo, then true energy and will will meet at the Lingtai to form mana.

Only those who have mana can be regarded as real practitioners, and they can cast many wonderful spells of practitioners, as well as the art of using imperial weapons.

Letting go of the spirit stones that had already exhausted their spirit energy, Ke Xiaoliang took out another pile of spirit stones and placed them in front of him, then continued to practice and continue to push his true energy, rising towards a deeper level.

While running the Humo Sutra, a cloud of black mist appeared on Ke Xiaoliang's body as he breathed in and out, as if he was alive, constantly expanding and contracting.

In the Maolin Station, the yin and baleful energy accumulated for many years began to melt into Ke Xiaoliang's body.

At the same time, the Casting Demon Manual also runs spontaneously and synchronously.

The two exercises go hand in hand, not only do not cause interference, but they promote and push each other, as if they are leveraging each other, just like the left foot is stepping on the right foot, and the right foot is stepping on the left foot, the higher the cushion.

It's just that the spirit energy and the resources needed for various magic arts have been embezzled even more.

If Ke Xiaoliang's resources did not keep up, it is very likely that he would go off in a flash, consume his own potential, blood essence, and lifespan, and use it to promote magic power, replacing spirit stones and other consumables, and becoming a fuel for the advancement of magic power.

No matter how stable the magic power is.

It is always magical.

Radical, instant, weird, and powerful are all labels that cannot be erased by Mogong.

Of course, it is easy to go crazy, easy to get out of breath when practicing gong, and easy to damage people and die... This is also the label of magic gong.

The faster the practice and the faster the diligence, the greater the danger in this respect.

Exhausted overnight, Ke Xiaoliang almost completely digested the second-level power of the Demon Sealer, and at the same time spent more than a hundred spirit stones to raise his cultivation to the eleventh level of Qi training.

At this time, the urge to condense the magic embryo became more and more obvious.

Practicing more than ten levels of qi requires not only the consumption of resources, but also patience.

It is even more necessary to fight against the urge to 'sublimate', and use strong patience to restrain your own flourishing desires.

"True Qi... liquefied!"

"There are signs of liquefaction when the true qi exceeds the tenth level, but the liquefaction is not pure, and the purity is not enough. Even so... the power is far from comparable to the tenth level of qi training. No wonder... there will be many people , endure the pressure and loneliness, and choose to continue practicing Qi instead of breaking through to a higher level and realm." Ke Xiaoliang clenched his fists.

At this time, his fist was covered with a black halo.

He punched out casually, and the wind of the punch brought out the roar of a tiger.

This whistling sound had an extremely real impact force, and Ke Xiaoliang's fist wind was several meters away from the body, but it directly smashed a table into pieces.

"Although there is no power, the true energy has undergone a qualitative change. When you practice melee martial arts, you will have extraordinary combat power. Compared with those monks who have magic power, the gap is no longer so obvious. The uniqueness it possesses!"