Wu Chong carried the Scorpion Spirit and was given an 'education'. The brutal scene made several onlookers in the distance swallow their saliva wildly, especially Tian Centi. He remembered that when they first met, he seemed to be too threatening.
Head of the house.
Thinking back to the time when the boss only gave him a stick, he was really kind.
"Do you want to join or not?"
After beating Wu Chong, he picked up the Scorpion Spirit again and asked for the second time.
It's a pity that the scorpion spirit has been beaten into a coma, and all the bones in his body are broken, which is the 'god-refining body'. If it were a real body, it would probably be beaten into a pulp.
"If you don't say anything, I'll assume you agree."
Wu Chong let go and threw the scorpion spirit aside.
Peng.
The unconscious scorpion spirit was like mud, and the dozens of runes on his body failed to protect him.
He actually tried to use the power of runes to deal with Wu Chong, but unfortunately he failed. The gap between borrowing and controlling was clearly demonstrated at this moment.
"Everything is according to plan."
Wu Chong looked back at Tianshun and the others behind him, and said with a calm expression.
Tian Centi and the other three stood there blankly, looking at the beaten Scorpion Demon.
Does it count as consent without speaking?
Can you still talk about this?
Several people didn't know what to say, especially Wu Guijing. He opened his mouth with difficulty, but in the end he couldn't say a word.
"Let's go in and see my fields."
Wu Chong waved his hand.
The field was already his, and Scorpion Spirit agreed.
The few boys who were following the Scorpion Spirit backed away step by step with weapons in hand, and no one dared to stop him. The three people behind Tian Centi had been numbed by the boss's operations, so they could only follow.
Inside the Gray Mist Mountains, there is a completely enclosed canyon.
The wind from the spiritual world cannot blow in here, and even if it rains, it will be covered by the stone houses they built. The only danger is the wandering voice of the spiritual world. However, things like the voice of the spiritual world are not encountered every day. In addition,
With the protection of Scorpion Spirit, a five-hundred-year-old repairman, this place is considered very safe compared to the outside.
After Wu Chong and his group walked in, they quickly attracted the attention of the 'field slaves' inside.
One of the Spider Spirit Flowers showed a ghostly expression after seeing Wu Chong. This Spider Spirit was the woman in black who wanted to win over Wu Chong to explore the ruins together in the Daqi World. Wu Chong first came into contact with several people.
One of the 'higher beings'.
"Why is it him?"
In order to get Wu Chong to explore the ruins with her, she specially recorded Wu Chong's aura. Because of this, she could recognize it at a glance.
Wu Chong did not recognize the identity of the spider spirit. The image in the spirit world was different from the one below. It was a spiritual body derived from the source of the technique. It was basically impossible to recognize it without specifically recording the breath.
All his attention now is on the spiritual field.
"Why is it just so small?"
After walking around, Master Wu was very dissatisfied. The spiritual field was very small, not to mention an acre of land, and the total was only the size of a toilet. This was completely different from the fertile fields he had expected, thousands of miles away, with just such a small amount of land.
, it takes him only a year and a month to transform into a god and advance to the void state? Not to mention the ultimate goal of immortality.
"It is very difficult to plant ground in the spiritual world, and the thoughts and dreams of the world below are very abstract. Some people's dreams will give birth to dream monsters, which are also very dangerous to deal with, so..."
The steward said cautiously.
He didn't know who the toad spirit was or why he was asking.
I just feel like a big shot.
It should be unmistakable. If he was not a big shot, the Black Scorpion King would definitely not let him in.
"This piece of land now requires three hundred of us to work in rotation."
A trace of disgust flashed in Wu Chong's eyes.
What's the difference between a bunch of people holding a steamed bun and not starving to death? What he wants to do is to be a big landowner, not a rookie struggling to starve to death.
"Where are the things produced in the field? Let's try two first."
Although the land is a bit small, the yield is unknown. I heard from Tian Centi that this is fertile land formed by more than 30 countries, so it should not be too overwhelming.
"ah?"
The steward was dumbfounded.
The Spiritual Field is the most precious resource in the Gray Mist Mountains, and the things produced in it are things that only the King of Black Scorpion can enjoy. The 'distinguished guest' in front of him didn't look like he was easy to talk to, especially those sharp teeth.
Thinking of this, the steward looked for help at the Gray Mist Mountain Steward who was guarding the 'distinguished guest'.
A grizzly bear.
Because he was always following behind with a weapon, he was subconsciously regarded as a bodyguard by the steward.
The grizzly bear who was looking over subconsciously shuddered and realized that the toad spirit was about to turn around, so he stepped up and slapped him.
"Just try it if you want to, sir. Why are you so bad at ink?"
Grizzly bears are afraid too.
The Black Scorpion King is still lying outside, and I don't know if it is cold. Under such circumstances, how can its small body bear it?
"Your Majesty, this is the thought that was just born in the spiritual field..."
The steward who was slapped carefully went back to the ground and took out a light ball. From this light ball, Wu Chong sensed the rich pure spiritual energy. Putting it down, it would take at least a hundred night demons to produce such a large ball of pure spiritual energy.
If it's not purified, the quality won't be as good as this.
No wonder everyone wants to farm! The harvest is indeed better than the world below.
After eating it in one bite, Wu Chong smacked his lips.
The gap between the teeth is gone before it is filled up.
The taste is good, but it's a little too small.
"How much can you produce in a day with an idea like this?" If he could eat a hundred and eighty pieces a day, Mr. Wu would be ready to settle here.
one day?
Hearing Wu Chong's question, the manager didn't know how to answer. The old man didn't know that the sip he just took was enough for three days? This kind of purified high-strength spiritual energy is basically impossible in the world below.
Even if you use night demons to create a living thing, you can't make it. Only in a place like the spiritual world, it can grow by watering it with the dreams of countless people.
"That's three days' worth of production..."
The steward said sheepishly.
That’s it for three days?
Production must be expanded. Only when the output increases can there be hope for immortality. For Wu Chong, as long as the 'pure spiritual energy' is enough, his body's capacity will increase, and the remaining cultivation level can be spent on experience points.
He doesn't have to use spiritual energy to 'refine the gods' like Tianshun and others.
He is God himself!
"Why is the output so low? Isn't it more than thirty countries?"
Wu Chong walked to the edge of the spiritual field, and a group of 'field slaves' quickly retreated. Among the crowd, the spider spirit transformed by the woman in black skirt was also mixed in. She had just made sure that she had not identified the wrong person.
But then, there are even more problems.
This strength is completely unmatched!
An 'advanced being' who came from a small place was lucky enough to enter the spirit world. How could she become so strong in a short period of time? If it were so easy to become stronger, wouldn't she have been living like a dog these years?