With these systematic gods, one can easily form a serious divine class.
Pulling them out is much better than those lonely wild ghosts.
Even the Evil God's subordinates rarely have such an established divine class.
The Evil God's subordinates are more likely to respect the stronger. Whoever is stronger is closest to the Evil God, and the more benefits they will receive. Of course, it is also possible to directly become the nourishment of the evil god. Anyway, when the evil god is hungry, he doesn't care so much about what he eats or whether he is a god under his command.
For most evil gods, as long as it is not something that is particularly important and cannot be eaten, who cares whether it is their own god?
He doesn't care how many years the other person has followed him.
Of course, once the evil gods are seriously injured, they often don't even dare to return to their old lair. Because the gods under his command may directly form a group to eat him.
Ever since the rabbits saw those mountain gods, they felt itchy in their hearts.
The problem is that no matter how they expressly hint, Maki-sama has no intention of promoting them to become serious gods.
"Then a bunch of little Sanzhi can become mountain gods, why can't we do it?"
Ordinarily, the mountain god has a wide range of choices, and any creature that grows in the mountain will have a chance. It can be tiger, or it can be Sanzhi, Ginseng, etc. Ancient trees, exotic flowers, spiritual birds and insects are also acceptable.
So the rabbits are right.
The problem is that Maki-sama has no idea.
While the old turtle was digesting all the precious materials and the huge skull sent by Zhenji, he joked to Zhenji, "Are you serious about not giving those rabbits a chance? Just pardon a little god."
"In the Qingming Divine Army, can you reward the gods at will? Can you grant them at will?"
The old turtle shut up immediately after hearing this.
Zhenji smiled knowingly.
My god master is very organized and has his own way of managing the small world. As the small world grows larger, the rules become more refined.
The most important thing is to take action according to the growth situation of the Diming Continent every time. This time it is the Mountain God. Maybe next time he encounters something good, his own Shui Bo will also have it.
As for the boys and girls waiting in line in the sea for news, there were even more.
However, whether to seal it or not depends on the thoughts of your own god master.
Qinghu will not seal the god's throne easily. Each divine position is a kind of sharing and a kind of load for the Diming Baoshu space. There are too many gods, and it becomes a problem for the Diming Baoshu space to grow quickly.
If there are too few gods, Zhen Ji will be busy and at the same time, heaping management pressure on his own gods, which is unnecessary.
After all, it’s better to manage yourself in a small world.
Therefore, giving the god status appropriately is the best choice.
"Since there is no such statement within the Qingming Divine Army, why should my god master reward a random god? Old turtle, you are not kind, just give my master bad ideas." Zhenji's clone smiled. deeply.
She didn't take Lao Gui seriously at all, and her clone was always here. It was called companionship, but in fact it was surveillance. And it's an aboveboard surveillance.
Old Turtle also knew what was going on with her, and it was hard to drive her away. He felt uncomfortable letting her stare at him, so he gave her a bad idea.
But Lao Gui didn't expect that Zhen Ji would be so independent?
He casually beat him instead of Qinghu.
There's something wrong with her attitude.
It is said that this person was moved from the evil nest. The little girl seems to have too much trust in her.
Zhenji looked at the old turtle thinking. The old guy definitely couldn't guess why his God Lord trusted him so much.
That's because every god of one's own god is integrated into a petal of one's own god's divine flower. If they die, it will definitely be a heavy blow to the Lord. There is even a hidden danger of tearing apart the true soul.
Of course there are more benefits.
These gods can not only control an additional power of rules controlled by the god through the petals of the god flower.
When faced with a life-or-death crisis, one can escape through the petals of the sacred flower.
Of course, a guy like Lao Gui who doesn't look like a core god at first glance will not be able to enjoy this kind of treatment.
"I don't understand why you chose Sanzhi as the mountain god, just a bunch of little Sanzhi. Since any weak creature can do it, why don't you choose humans? Although human bodies are weak, their wisdom is higher than many creatures .
And some special species are often born among humans.
Don’t those special human races also meet your selection requirements?
Just like that rare newborn baby, is it the body of the fire spirit? With this kind of talent, as long as you cultivate it properly in the future, you will definitely be able to cultivate a Vulcan. "Old Turtle said again. "Although those rabbits are a little less capable, they can still manage their own populations and be the gods of the rabbit mountain, right?"
Zhen Ji looked at him and said, "You are really good at thinking nonsense."
"How old is that little baby? What kind of mountain god is he? And you also said that he is a fire spirit. He is just right to be a fire god. How could he be chosen to be a mountain god? As for other outstanding descendants of the human race , doesn’t this need to be cultivated slowly?
Whether Rabbit Mountain needs a mountain god depends on whether my god master thinks it is necessary, not whether the rabbits think it is necessary. "
Old Turtle: "..."
You little real girl can obviously make the decision on your own, but you drag the little goddess over to act as a shield.
This is really worthy of coming out of the evil nest, it is so cunning.
A huge hollow cavity appeared somewhere in the hollow of the mountain.
After Shi Ling refined a large amount of ore, he organized and transported it back to the Diming Continent.
The remaining waste and gravel were filled into the hollowed out and useless veins.
In addition to digging and solidifying the mineral veins, the stone spirits also diverted the underground rivers. Boom boom boom... there are several more rapids and waterfalls.
Shi Ling digs holes, which is definitely a quality assurance.
The vacated underground river channel has become a shortcut for the stone spirits to dig mineral veins across layers.
The stone spirits dug deeper and deeper into the ground.
A large amount of refined ore has been sent back to their own space, but this good life will not last long. In a few days, the underground veins will be exhausted.
The stone spirits were so good at the work of miners that it took them only ten days to finish the work that ordinary miners could do for several years.
Qinghu only needs the stone spirits to dig out all the veins. As for digging it out quickly, that is also a good thing.
It just so happened that they wanted to leave a long time ago.
Before the last bit of the mineral vein in Qinghu was dug, the mountains surrounding the Grand Canyon suddenly shook.
The ground shook violently.
In some places under the earth, magma surged along underground cracks everywhere, and soon bulged and burst into huge exits, spewing out large amounts of volcanic ash and magma.
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