The early morning sunshine penetrated the hazy mist and still shone unstintingly on the corpse mountain of the Ten Demon Sect. It penetrated the miasma and fog and fell on the gate of Ke Xiaoliang Maolinyi's courtyard.
Liu Huaian was under the eaves, hiding from the first ray of sunshine in the early morning, while applying corpse oil on his armor.
The armored corpse has initially gained resistance to sunlight.
As long as you avoid the early morning light and the scorching sun at noon, and apply a layer of corpse oil on your body, you can effectively protect yourself from the sun's harmful effects.
Ke Xiaoliang opened the door, stood in the sun, and began to move his hands, feet and muscles.
Liu Huaian had cleaned up the weeds in the yard overnight, and rolled the ground flat with huge rolling stones. There were several weapon racks on the left and right near the corners of the yard, with all kinds of weapons. Although They are just ordinary weapons, but they are also thoughtful.
Ke Xiaoliang started practicing the Twelve Forms of the Demonic Tiger, which is a form of the Demonic Sect's fist and kick skills that combines door boxing, palm, claw and leg techniques. If placed in the mortal world of martial arts, it would naturally be a super peerless martial arts.
However, compared to those magical and weird spells and magical powers, as well as all kinds of powerful and gorgeous swordsmanship and knife skills, the twelve forms of the devil tiger are inferior in expression.
Despite this, Ke Xiaoliang practiced very hard.
Because boxing and kicking kung fu is the most versatile.
I have seen many monks with my own eyes. They clearly had talents, but because they could not display them, they died miserably in the Huzhong Realm.
Ke Xiaoliang then made up his mind to raise the minimum limit.
Under the premise that all extraordinary means and possibilities are restrained, we must be as powerful as possible.
After practicing boxing for an hour, Ke Xiaoliang's entire body became active and he began to sweat.
The Yin Qi and Death Qi accumulated in the body due to practicing the Yin Evil Demonic Body last night, which had not been digested but not expelled, were squeezed out in large quantities along with the hot sweat rolling down.
So much so that after the sweat left Ke Xiaoliang's body, it fell to the ground and turned into ice crystals.
While Ke Xiaoliang stopped and wiped his sweat with a towel, Liu Huaian came over with a bowl of hot soup with ginseng and brought it to Ke Xiaoliang's hand.
Then he asked carefully: "Are you cultivating the demon body?"
Ke Xiaoliang nodded in agreement.
Liu Huaian said: "Then you should also practice perspiration. It would be better if you could borrow the Bone Cleansing Sutra and the Blood Exchange Sutra. You don't need to do the main exercises. After the demon body is finished, you can practice these with vitality." This technique can effectively remove the accumulated, undigested Yin Qi and dead Qi from the body, or further utilize and consume them."
Ke Xiaoliang drank the ginseng soup in one gulp and felt the warmth flowing through his body. He said to Liu Huaian: "You are serious! This ginseng must come from at least a hundred years of ginseng. It costs money! You can contact Wang Yu of the Demon Wind Palace later. He You should have exited the other world now. Go find him and give him some spiritual stones for daily purchases."
Liu Huaian took note of it and secretly breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.
Cultivation consumes resources.
Maolinyi is really good and provides a good cultivation environment.
But if there are not enough resources to subsidize and integrate, then no matter how careful Ke Xiaoliang is, he will easily become the kind of sinister monster who is not good at first glance.
Pale or blue complexion, accompanied by wheezing and coughing from time to time, hoarse voice, and laughter as harsh as a night owl... these will become standard features.
After practicing boxing, Ke Xiaoliang also practiced two swordsmanship and knife skills, as well as several hidden weapons.
He practiced the small spell that could be activated with true energy without resorting to magic power twice more. The power was too weak... closer to a trick, so Ke Xiaoliang gave up again.
After finishing the practice, it was already noon.
Liu Huaian had already left Maolinyi and went out to do errands for Ke Xiaoliang.
Before coming back in the evening, Liu Huaian should come back with a group of zombie brothers, and at the same time purchase enough resources for Ke Xiaoliang's practice. If there is still time left, he should take Ke Xiaoliang's waist card and go to the library to borrow some money for Ke Xiaoliang. book.
Because Ke Xiaoliang wants to watch it at night.
Dozens of old coffins were repainted with tung oil and placed under the eaves to dry in the shade.
The smell of rotten wood and tung oil is not really a good smell to Ke Xiaoliang.
Ke Xiaoliang returned to the room again and put his mind back to the Huzhong Realm.
One day in reality, another ten days passed in the huzhong realm.
The two paths of good and evil have been officially separated.
The demon sect monks established their own bases and continued to develop more demon-sealed people. At the same time, they explored and collected the remaining civilization information in the wasteland world. They also accepted the homeless wasteland refugees and rescued some who were exploited and mistreated. people.
As for the righteous monks, in addition to building some small bases everywhere, more importantly, they integrate into some large bases that already exist in this world, live with the indigenous people, and become a part of them.
Through infiltration, the dove occupying the magpie's nest is completed.
The battle between the demon sealers and monsters, and the pure black messengers, is also happening every day.
The appearance of various giant monsters has also made many people become aware of the crisis, and they began to take the initiative to promote the development of extraordinary paths.
He even set his further direction on those giant monsters.
"The current daily fixed turnover is about two million magic points. But similarly, the magic points I invest in this world every day are also about one million. Of course, now is the investment period, and it is not yet time to reap the benefits. When it’s effective.”
"Looking at this world alone, even if there are many subsequent 'dramas', they are just foreshadowing and have not yet been triggered. But the potential has already been seen to the end. If that's all... about one year in reality and ten years in the world of Huzhong In the end, the entire world will be chewed up. No matter how many monks enter this post-nuclear wasteland world, the magic value provided will be greatly attenuated relative to the population. In order to maintain its daily consumption, it will become my Burden." Ke Xiaoliang thought.
"So it is imperative that the new Huzhong Realm is developed. People who do not worry about the long-term must worry about the near future!"
"However, throwing out a completely new setting and creating a different world that seems to have a different setting than the wasteland world, but in fact has no essential difference, actually does not make much sense for the time being."
"On the contrary, I should find a way to revitalize the entire wasteland world, and even revitalize all the worlds that will be opened and created in the future. Create a platform so that users will not be lost, and consumption will always be in my pocket. "Ke Xiaoliang's thoughts turned rapidly, and the hazy concept became increasingly clear.
One million magic points...sprinkle water!
Ke Xiaoliang threw himself into the gourd vine without hesitation.
I saw the gourd vine looming on my arm, starting to spread and grow, and soon another small flower bloomed on the vine.
After the small flowers dispersed, another small gourd grew on the gourd vine.
Ke Xiaoliang put his consciousness into it, watching this new world in the gourd, and was filled with emotion.
He was once tied up and had thousands of ideas, but he had no 'funds', so he could only use some small tricks and means to accumulate the first pot of gold.
Like many people when starting a business, it is difficult and success is full of luck.
But now, he has the confidence and capital, at least when it comes to creating the Huzhong Realm, he no longer has to take such risks.
"To stabilize the world, do you need a magic value of 100 million now?"
"I am indeed still very poor...!" Ke Xiaoliang's self-righteousness did not last for more than a minute.
"The price has increased? It's normal!" Touching his forehead, Ke Xiaoliang wiped away the embarrassment on his face. Fortunately, no one saw his embarrassment and could understand his thoughts.
"But fortunately, this world... I don't need to settle in it, at least not now. I just want its flexibility and changeability. It is of course a good thing to be able to settle in and have its own rules and ways. But there is no such thing yet, and there are There is no beauty in it." Ke Xiaoliang thought to himself again.
