Chapter 352: Young Simings generous gift [Middle cup!]
When Wu Wan stood on the head of his statue and looked around, he had completely forgotten the rules of the capital that he had just heard from the Mirror God Realm.
His statue is only three hundred feet in size, and the area it radiates is only a few dozen miles away.
However, when flying in the real fairyland spiritual practice, you can just give a kick of gas to the distance.
But the range that Wu Wan is looking at now is ten times larger than his own territory!
Although it seemed at this moment that he was surrounded by the bleak divine realm of more than a dozen minor gods, the possibility of peaceful expansion had been blocked.
But there is no guarantee that these little gods will suddenly have a twitch in their brains and run away carrying their own statues?
Wu Wan smiled calmly, but sighed slightly in his heart.
This divine world, currently of limited help to him, can be a window for him to observe these heavenly gods, contact them, and make them shy.
The contact between the divine world and the divine world can give him more opportunities to deal with the innate gods.
'The original intention of poaching Emperor Kuang's walls should never be forgotten!'
Of course, you can't kill a fat man like Yun Zhongjun with one breath, and you can't kill a five-element god like Jin Shen with one kick.
Everything must be done steadily and not too ambitious.
Therefore, when Wu Wang planned the construction of his own divine realm, the first thing he thought of was to build some... toilets.
Most of the creatures in the imperial capital do not have inedia or toilets, so can they be serious?
So, before Shao Siming returned, Wu Huan searched for a while in his pile of stored magic weapons, and took out the spices produced in the West, the hides of ferocious beasts produced in the North, the fallen hibiscus branches produced in the East, and the fine silk curtains from the human domain.
, and then prepare to build a magnificent...
The number one toilet in the God Realm.
Don't underestimate this toilet. It contains a new concept of sewage disposal, represents the persistence of a Blue Star wanderer, and a profound criticism of a certain tribe that claims to be civilized but does not build toilets.
Significance!
Wu Wang rolled up his sleeves, took out an ax, and began to work hard.
Thanks to Wu Wan’s previous carpentry experience, which he had done for more than a month, he was already very familiar with it.
Most of the powerful gods, righteous gods, and minor gods of the Heavenly Palace who were secretly observing this place looked puzzled, wondering what Wu Wan was up to there.
When Wu Wan started smashing the foundation with his bare hands and drawing ditches with his sword, these innate gods all thought of two words -
Formation.
As a result, a little god summoned his confidants with a serious face and whispered:
"Hurry and report to Da Si Ming! That Fengchun God is going to set up a formation in the capital of the emperor, beware of him using the formation to bombard the Heavenly Palace!"
Wu Wang had no idea about this.
He wiped his sweat and felt as if he had returned to the happy time of being alone with an old man in the mountains of Xiye. The carpentry work was done very carefully and he was quite devoted.
This matter can mobilize the immortal power, making it dozens of times easier than it was then;
By the time Yi limped back from afar, Wu Wang had already finished the first floor of the toilet and planned how to arrange the next three, four, and five floors.
Behind Yi, the tiger-headed commander looked vigilantly in all directions, wary of anyone rising up to make an attack.
Wu Wan stopped what he was doing, raised his hand to wipe the hot sweat from his forehead, and looked at the injuries on Dayi's body.
The originally brand-new robe on Dayi's body had now become a pile of cloth strips. His exposed thick limbs were covered with a layer of blood scabs. Three or four ribs on his left chest were broken, and there was a dent as big as a bowl of sea.
area.
The breath is confused and the steps are unsteady.
But Dayi's eyes became sharp and steady, and the confidence that emanated from the inside made him somewhat dazzling.
Wu Wan lowered his head and continued busy with his work.
Dayi took a deep breath, and when he walked closer to Wu Huan, he forced himself to cheer up. Long Jinghu suddenly took a dozen steps forward and knelt on the ground with a 'pop'.
"Sir! I'm back!"
"Well," Wu Wang asked without raising his head, "are you settled?"
"It's settled!"
Dayi's voice was indescribably rough. He grinned and clasped his fists: "Sir, we have formed an alliance with Lord Mirror God, and my subordinates did not beat them to death!"
"Actually, it's nothing."
Wu Wang said calmly:
"Personal grudges are personal grudges. If you have bad conduct and bully others, I will not be your protector.
Take a rest, smell the elixirs given to you, and take whichever one feels comfortable, but don’t take too much at one time."
"yes!"
Dayi bowed his head and kowtowed.
"No need to kneel anymore."
"Yes, sir, I have written it down."
Dayi responded in a deep voice, stood up straight, went to the foot of the Wuwan statue, found a corner and sat down leaning on the base, and took out a cloth bag in his arms. After opening it, it was broken.
A porcelain bottle, and a few blood-stained pills.
Dayi carefully took a pill, swallowed it, closed his eyes and fell asleep.
Wu Huan smiled when he saw this, chanting the word "Da Yi" repeatedly in his heart, and used his immortal power to wrap the wooden boards and wooden wedges one by one, skillfully completing each corner.
The tiger-headed divine guard returned to life, and then led his team of divine guards to guard the edge of the Wuwan Divine Realm, with an expression of indescribable nourishment.
While he was busy, Wu Wan suddenly thought of something.
He seemed to have promised Xi He before that he would be Toka's teacher...
Now he has another divine general named Dayi...
this?
When this happens, who can you help?
Or maybe Dayi's shooting of the sun represents his complete break with the Heavenly Palace?
Wu Wan paused his movements and stood there thinking for a while.
The tiger-headed divine guard commander was watching from a distance, and was hesitating whether to step forward and lend his hand. Wu Wan had already resumed the movement of his hand, and looked contented and at ease.
The commander of the divine guards was inexplicably relieved when he saw this, and stood on the golden cloud and sighed.
'This God of Spring has great luck.'
Did you pick up a random god general, or was it a useless god general found on the roadside by other gods who deliberately made things difficult for you?
But I didn't expect that after this useless god general's injuries were secretly healed by Fengchun God, he would become so powerful that he would fight in the Mirror God's world and directly defeat three high-level god generals and seven or eight low-level ones.
God general.
Countless other minions were kicked and knocked unconscious.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! As the leader of the divine guards, this powerful man from hundreds of tribes who was born in the tiger tribe is actually sometimes smarter than those innate gods.
Even a low-level martial artist like him could see it!
The other gods deliberately placed the statue of Fengchun God here. They must have considered it, and then surrounded it, making it difficult for Fengchun God to move in the capital of the emperor.
But today, the God of Spring and the God of Mirrors cleverly solved this problem.
——The dozen or so half-dead divine realms around us are not the combined enemies of the Mirror God Realm at all.
The plan to besiege the Fengchun God has almost failed before it can be implemented.
'Is it possible that those gods don't know the skills and fortune of Fengchun God?'
I can't see it, I don't understand it.
The tiger-headed commander chuckled and glanced at the treasure bag in his arms. He had secretly opened it before and now he was full of affection for Fengchun God.
However, this is a place of right and wrong after all.
Later, when Shao Siming returned, he took his team and left on the pretext of resting during the shift.
In case there is a fight here in the future, he will be covered in blood.
…
Human Domain, the main pavilion of the Human Emperor Pavilion.
Taoist Xiaojian was a little bored at the moment.
He had just sent away a group of transcendent masters who were thirty thousand years old in the human realm. He was really exhausted when facing these mainstays in the human realm who kept asking questions.
Without him, everyone is paying attention to Wuwangzi being captured by the Heavenly Palace.
But what can be done?
He couldn't tell everyone that Wuwang had his own plans and never thought about the current emperor. Wuwang went directly to the Tiangong to inherit the legacy of the late Emperor Fuxi and try to change the Emperor of Heaven?
Taoist Xiaojian could only comfort these experts and tell them not to be impatient, as everything is under His Majesty's control.
In recent days, he has been saying over and over again, "Wuwangzi's life will not be in danger when he goes to the Heavenly Palace", and his words are almost worn out.
In fact, although the reason of ‘inheriting the legacy of Emperor Fuxi’ sounds reasonable, Taoist Xiaojian has always been...
Do not believe.
‘If Wuwu really respects His Majesty Fuxi so much, why does he rarely mention His Majesty Fuxi on weekdays?
And why, after receiving the inheritance of the Yin Yang Bagua Dao, do you continue to major in the Dao of the Stars?'
Thinking of this, Taoist Xiaojian's mouth twitched slightly.
If you go to the Heavenly Palace without any intention, you will definitely make a big decision!
Because of this, Taoist Xiaojian harbored some absurd expectations in his heart, and was extremely confident in whether Wu Wan could return safely.
Just because you have lived a long time does not mean you have to be a deep-minded person.
Most of the innate gods were born a long time ago, and their ways of thinking and cognitive concepts were all formed in ancient times when the customs were relatively simple.
This is actually somewhat incompatible with today's era of rising creatures.
Before many innate gods were besieged and killed, they would scold the monks in the human realm for being treacherous, or scolding them for being too cunning.
In fact, it's not that they are too cunning in the human realm, it's actually that among the innate gods, there are many who have one muscle and two.
'Without Wan's method of deceiving the entire human realm, it is not surprising that when he returns to the human realm, he brings back dozens or hundreds of innate gods who have rebelled against the Heavenly Palace.'
"Bah! What kind of deception? It should be protection! Protection!"
Taoist Xiaojian chuckled, stood up from his desk filled with books and miscellaneous items, stretched out, walked to the window sill, and looked out at the scenery outside this tall building.
The human realm has become more and more peaceful recently.
Previously, His Majesty the Human Emperor's lifespan was less than a thousand years, and a dark cloud always hung over the human realm.
Nowadays, after several wars outside the human realm, as well as several disturbances in which Wuwu was treated as a step by step, the anxiety of the monks in the human realm has been greatly relieved.
However, Xiaojian Taoist estimates that in another five hundred years or so, the human realm will still fall into the same anxiety.
By then, Your Majesty will surely have to make a decision.
Should he forcefully place the position of Human Emperor on Wuwu's shoulders, or give the realm another choice, another path...
"Five hundred years."
Taoist Xiaojian put his hands behind his hands and sighed.
When I first started cultivating, five hundred years seemed a bit long, but after I reached a higher level of cultivation, five hundred years often flew by in the blink of an eye.
Looking back now, the most exciting five hundred years have been the last five hundred years.
The long-standing peace in the human realm was broken, the Heavenly Palace took frequent actions, and the Renhuang Pavilion was reformed several times. He, a swordsman who had always pretended to be a simple swordsman, was forced to start observing and planning.
This heart is made of glass, and this sword protects all dreams.
When will there be less disputes and the bamboo forest will roar.
There was a slight sound of sword clanging, and the sword hanging on the wall was channeled, as if it was in harmony with the Taoist heart of Xiaojian Taoist.
Taoist Xiaojian took out a jade flute and was about to play a song to the sea of clouds to express his inner feelings...
"What are you doing here? You have nothing to do? Have you finished the drawing of the mortal world that I asked you to do? Send it to the teacher quickly. It will be used when His Majesty convenes a meeting later!"
"Hey, okay, teacher, wait a moment."
Taoist Xiaojian silently put the jade flute back into his sleeve, turned around and hurriedly searched for it for a while, then clamped a few scrolls under his ribs and flew away quickly with the light of his sword.
Above the mountain, the sea of clouds surges;
Under the mountain, drizzle is hazy.
Several immortal soldiers who were taking turns to rest were laughing and joking by a river at the foot of the mountain. Several plump spiritual fish turned over on the bonfire and could not wait to exude an alluring aroma.
…
'Why has Shao Siming been gone for so long?'
In the capital of the emperor, in the shadow of the statue of the emperor.
At this moment, the sun was setting in the west, and the clouds in the west seemed to be ignited by the avenue of fire, red as blood.
In that desolate land, Wu Wang turned his back to his three-hundred-foot-tall 'big' statue and looked at the exquisite 'double-story attic' on the ground in front of him.
He originally wanted to build a six-story building, but considering the practicality and comfort of the place, he chose the upper-lower structure.
This building is about twelve feet long and wide. There are twelve pits on the ground floor, three independent rooms on the upper floor, and a total of fifteen descending pipes running independently in parallel.
The private rooms are equipped with simple methods of sound insulation, wind dispelling and meditation, and leather seats are provided, and the seats have the effect of warming the wind and dispelling the cold.
Wu Wan originally considered placing a few image-preserving orbs and playing some soothing string music to alleviate the possible anxiety of the creatures who entered this place for relief, but considering the other functions of the image-preserving orbs, he wisely chose to give up.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Appreciating such a masterpiece, Wu Wan naturally wanted to find someone to share it with, but saw that Yi was still sleeping soundly, and Shao Siming returned to her own world of gods.
, has not come back yet.
It's a pity that I have been away from home for a long time and cannot experience this unique and noble design in the wilderness.
As for how to discharge sewage, Wu Huan also thought of many plans, and finally built a water condensation array on the top floor of the 'attic'.
This formation is still from Xiaolan's hand.
——After she fell from the sky and hit a mud pit, she used this formation to gather water vapor and condense it into clear water.
The clear water flowing down from above, after washing away the dirt, will merge into a crack in the ground.
The crack in the ground was at least a thousand feet deep. Wu Wang's immortal consciousness explored it for a long time and determined that there was no underground river water below, and the crack in the ground spread very deep, so he set up a sewage channel.
As for whether one day, an ancient god with a head full of sewage will suddenly crawl out of that crack in the ground...
That's unknown.
"Ah, I'm in a good mood."
Wu Wan yawned and was ready to leave from now on, and began to think about how to resettle Yi.
It would be good to let Dayi live in the Shaosiming God Realm first. He also needs to do some preparations for running the God Realm, and transfer a group of trustworthy tribesmen from Beiye to form a preliminary team.
Wu Wang had no intention of playing a 'development game' with the little gods around him from the beginning.
The entire Beiye is equivalent to his divine kingdom, and he can borrow the skills and elixir advantages of the human realm at any time.
At this moment, his mother has chosen a group of priests and warriors according to what he said, and came to the capital of the emperor in the name of the Star God for him to drive.
'Building only one toilet is obviously not enough.'
Wu Wan couldn't help but feel itchy.
At this moment, a soft whine sounded nearby, and the figure of Shao Siming slowly walked out of the evening mist, looking at Wu Wan's masterpiece.
She actually changed her outfit, and rarely put on a pink and white short skirt. The straw shoes she was wearing were even more playful, and there was a tear-shaped pendant hanging on her fair neck.
Judging from her long wet hair, she must have returned here after bathing and changing clothes.
"Is this your residence in the lower world?"
Shao Siming asked curiously.
Wu Wang smiled calmly, silently took a piece of wood, wrote the word "female" on it, and hung it in front of the treasure room.
"This is the toilet, where all living beings discharge their sewage."
"Um?"
Shao Siming's eyes were full of surprise: "Is such a delicate place still used for sewage discharge?"
"That's right," Wu said with a smile, "for living beings, any excretion can bring pleasure. Although it sounds a bit dirty, it is an essential part of living beings' life."
Shao Siming smiled and said: "How come you are able to explain a lot of truth in everything."
"That can't be helped," Wu Huan shrugged, "I'm a reasonable creature."
"laugh."
She covered her mouth and smiled softly, with a glimmer of light in her eyes, and jumped in front of Wu Wan with her hands behind her back, bringing a light breeze and the intoxicating fragrance of her hair.
"Guess what I brought you."
Wu Wan stood on tiptoe and looked behind her, and found that she was clenching her fist tightly, and muttered: "Could it be the seeds of some sacred tree?"
"You spied on me!?"
"I'm spying on you. You are a powerful god in the Heavenly Palace," Wu said with a smile. "Didn't you say you wanted to plant trees before and then happily returned to your own god realm?"
Shao Siming breathed a sigh of relief, stretched out his two hands in front of him with a hint of pride, and opened them carefully.
Seven or eight seeds were held in her palm. They were dry, numb, and not round at all.
"Do you really want to plant trees?"
Wu smiled and said: "No matter what, thank you for your kindness. Let's choose a place to plant them."
She saw the disapproval in Wu Wan's words and couldn't help but feel a little excited.
Shao Siming said: "I will plant the seeds and you will watch."
After saying that, he turned around and flew around the statue of Wu Wan, scattering eight seeds at a location thirty miles away.
Then, Shao Siming's figure was suspended in front of the statue of Wu Wan. He took out a purifying bottle from his sleeve and tapped it a few times with his fingers. Eight drops of dark green plant essence flew out of the purifying bottle and fell into the Where the eight seeds were planted.
Immediately afterwards, eight giant trees rose from the ground!
Three feet, five feet... Thirty feet, fifty feet!
Wu Wan was stunned. Feeling the extremely rich vitality of the vegetation, he could not close his mouth.
This is how much vitality must be collected to condense the essence of vegetation to this extent.
If senior Shen Nong saw Shao Siming squandering so much and watering trees with the essence of plants and trees, wouldn't it be...
Suddenly, Wu Huan noticed the strange fluctuations in the eight waves.
The eight giant trees swayed their dense branches, and the strongest branches began to move, swaying up and down like arms. Under the thick trunks, the roots continued to close, so that the earth began to shake continuously.
After a while, eight hundred-foot-tall tree giants knelt on one knee on the barren ground with their "root legs" and bowed to young Siming.
"Follow...your...orders."
Shao Siming said calmly: "At this moment, the meaning of my existence given to you is to protect the statue of the gods here."
The eight tree giants responded in unison in slow tones, then dug their lower bodies into the earth, facing the statue of Wu Wan, and stood quietly.
"How about it?"
Shao Siming fell in front of Wu Wan and asked with a slight smile.
"You can use the power of living beings to such an extent," Wu Wan couldn't help but admire, "Have you never studied the magic used in fighting?"
"this……"
Shao Siming smiled a little sheepishly and nodded slightly.