"How many plot points are needed to redeem the Heaven-Shaking Pill into reality?" Murong Yunting tried to ask.
It is difficult to define the strength and weakness in the spiritual world with a complete numerical value.
Only rough divisions can be made.
The criteria for division are nothing more than two.
The higher the realm, the longer you live.
Although a higher realm is not necessarily stronger than a lower realm, it does mean that one has advanced to a certain level in practice, has made a lot of accumulation, and has various means.
And if you live a long time, you will understand better. People who are powerful may not necessarily live a long time, but people who live a long time must be very powerful.
After all, avoiding death and prolonging life is an act of deception.
If an ordinary monk lives for a thousand years, he will definitely become a big boss in the spiritual world.
This thousand years is not a fixed value, but an active value.
Because of this thousand years of worry-free accumulation, there will be two, three, or even ten thousand years to follow.
That's why Shaking Heaven Pill has the name of Shaking Heaven.
At this moment, Murong Yunting looked at the dazzling scarlet billions that appeared in front of his eyes.
After looking at the more than 10,000 plot points that I was indifferent to, I suddenly felt a sense of poverty like being naked in the cold winter months.
Fortunately... no one saw such an embarrassing scene.
"One billion...is it really possible?" Murong Yunting fell into deep thought.
At this time, in another similar space, Song Qingwen looked at the Yin-Yang Five Thunder World-Destroying Three-Phase Bomb in his imagination, which required three billion plot points to be converted into reality, but his expression was calm.
"The more refined and complete the conception and manufacturing process is, the lower the plot points required. From ten billion to three billion... This is the limit of what I can achieve with my current knowledge accumulation. Of course..." I am confident that the real exchange consumption will be shortened to 1.5 billion. As for the origin of the 1.5 billion plot points... I already have a direction."
"I created two paths for the second phase of the follow-up of Demon Sealer, so I have 500,000 plot points. Does this mean that the key to obtaining plot points is to participate in a major event that changes the course of world history? Go and play a decisive role in it?”
"Perhaps, the reason why I only got half a million plot points is entirely because before I proposed the two directions of scholar and light prayer, Phoenix first created the direction of knight. He was ahead of me. Guided the historical process, and I can only be regarded as a supplement. If the third stage of the Demon-Sealing Man was completely guided by me, then the plot points I gained must be far more than 500,000 points." Song Qingwen thought to himself .
The emergence of the divine realm completely aroused Song Qingwen's extremely strong fighting spirit.
Originally, he thought that the wasteland world seemed to have become boring.
Watching it now... full of passion!
I can't wait to return to that world immediately and do something big again.
Looking at the people whose faces were full of passion, as if they were about to overthrow the world at any moment, Ke Xiaoliang showed a satisfied expression on his face.
From the time they entered this world and started setting up this world until now, this first wave of leeks has never reduced their magic value output.
Even as they figured it out on their own, more and more magic values leaked out.
"These old monks are all born in the year of tortoise. Once the problem of survival is solved, they all want to live alone and grow slowly without any initiative. Dangerous, adventurous, and impulsive things are all left to the disciples. Do it. The problem is, a hundred ordinary disciples can't compare to the magic value given by an elder-level boss at once. It depends on how you hide this time and how you persist!" Ke Xiaoliang showed his face in his room. The old farmer smiled.
Yin Feiyang fell into deep thought as he looked at the function of 'creating a human being' and the embryo that he had constructed, which was only a shell but without a soul.
Only Ke Xiaoliang knew how excited he was at this moment.
Because among everyone, he has the most magic value at this time.
Every time, the starting point is 100,000, and it keeps going out.
"You can create a soul, but do you need more plot points?" Yin Feiyang recycled the soulless embryo.
Then he built what could only be a simple thatched hut in his own space and lived in it.
It seems that he intends to live a minimalist life and use frugal methods to save plot points that create souls.
"You can't make a fortune by being stingy! Only by knowing how to cut leeks can you make a fortune!" Ke Xiaoliang looked at Song Qingwen who had walked out of the door and arrived in the public area, and couldn't help but sigh, this cheap master still has a flexible mind.
At this time, Song Qingwen was holding several magic guns that he had created and modified.
This thing is driven by the energy of the demon sealer, which can enhance its power, and has extremely long-range shooting ability and accuracy.
If ordinary disciples obtain such props, their ability to survive in the wasteland world will definitely be greatly enhanced.
The public area is also blank.
Ke Xiaoliang can be regarded as stingy to the extreme.
Of course, Ke Xiaoliang's stinginess is different from Yin Feiyang's stinginess.
Ke Xiaoliang's stinginess is a monopoly's stinginess towards consumers. Even if the other party knows that something is wrong, there is nothing they can do about it.
And Yin Feiyang's stinginess is only directed at himself... He is self-harsh and self-defeating.
"The stall needs to be rented, and the rent for one day is one hundred plot points. And the building and the shape of the building where the stall is located require you to spend plot points to construct it?" Song Qingwen was a little stunned.
"Have you carried out your self-expression, self-imagination, and self-creation to the extreme?"
"This is not bad. Without instilling any concepts subjectively, it is equivalent to giving everyone a blank piece of paper for everyone to express themselves... It is indeed the style of God's Domain." Song Qingwen forcefully explained to Ke Xiaoliang without knowing it. After a while, he decorated and disguised his stinginess.
Song Qingwen rented a stall, and then just created a chair and a table, placed the weapons he constructed on the table, and marked the selling price.
Because Song Qingwen provided complete creation plans and creation details, the cost of these weapons was very low.
Basically, it is the material fee that consumes the cost.
But Song Qingwen's price is not low.
The worst magic pistol has a price tag of one hundred plot points, and it doesn't include anything realistic.
At this moment, synchronized with reality, Ke Xiaoliang spent 500 magic points to materialize a magic sniper rifle.
Looking at the high-tech firearms, his expression was strange...and shy.
"It turns out... the creations in the Gourd Realm are actually not too expensive when converted into reality. In the past, I thought they were expensive, not only because I was poor, but also because I didn't understand the specific things and structures needed. At best, they were just expensive. I have only a little knowledge and have no grasp of the specific details. Once you fully master all the construction techniques and inside stories, the consumption of concreteness and reality will be greatly reduced."
He put back the magic sniper rifle.
The loss of several hundred magic points was nothing to Ke Xiaoliang.
At this time, Song Qingwen was about to open his doors in the Divine Realm.
An elder from the Royal Weapon Sect stood in front of Song Qingwen's stall, constantly playing with the magic hand cannon. Finally, he couldn't help but asked: "That... fellow Taoist! Can it be cheaper, get a discount?" ?"
