Ke Xiaoliang naturally listened to the monks' complaints, but he did not intend to throw out the 'game forum' setting immediately.
When doing things as a person, you should not just do it for convenience, but also think about the specific purpose.
Did Ke Xiaoliang create the wasteland world and divine realm to serve the public?
He created a different world in order to cut leeks and encourage the leeks to grow vigorously.
Forums, or the existence of real-time communication, are actually things with a very bad atmosphere.
Assume that Wang Yu is being chased by Godzilla. Under normal conditions, he should keep emitting magic values and be severely harvested by Ke Xiaoliang.
If there were forums or real-time communication tools, his style of painting might be like running for his life while posting posts or making videos and shouting: "Old guys, give me a hundred 666s, I will transfer it now." Go fuck Godzilla with your head! Thanks to my useless brother for the five Immortal Talismans, I will perform an iron head butt against the chrysanthemum for him to sow Godzilla."
What Ke Xiaoliang needs is the magic value...not the funny value!
It is absolutely unreasonable for these monks to have a unique style of painting in a short period of time.
Of course, Ke Xiaoliang did not completely deny the necessity and value of forums and instant communication.
Perhaps when Ke Xiaoliang expands more worlds, has a larger group of leeks, and is able to overflow his magic value, he will consider opening a forum and real-time communication system to unify the scattered world and worldview again. , become complete.
As for the monks' frustration, "plot points" are rare.
That's right...it's rare!
If it was easier for them to focus on the plot, wouldn't Ke Xiaoliang suffer a loss?
Although it has been misinterpreted and disguised, at its core, the plot point is the magic value.
Where did Ke Xiaoliang get so many magic points for these guys to squander?
Monks with value, potential, and creativity will naturally, under Ke Xiaoliang's arrangement, have enough plot points to enter the divine realm and become brand new workers.
And those ordinary leeks who only know how to make noises and waste resources... Then it is really difficult for them to collect 5,000 plot points.
The realm of God is like a carrot caught in front of a donkey, visible but not eaten.
Watching other people go to the God's Realm every day, seeing all kinds of beautiful scenery, just being anxious and burning, the magic value that bursts out is quite impressive.
After constructing the divine realm, Ke Xiaoliang separated himself from his consciousness and returned to reality.
Liu Huaian returned with a small cart of resources and nine fellow zombies.
Among the nine zombies, except for another armored zombie named Hao Wangshu, the rest were all jumping to death.
Although their consciousness is still bound in the shell due to the magic of the Demon Sect, their tongues are stiff and unable to speak, let alone move during the day.
After settling these things, Liu Huaian handed Ke Xiaoliang a stack of books and badges.
Ke Xiaoliang nodded, and then looked at the cart of resources in the room.
"This amount... It seems that Wang Yu did not fool me, and may have even advanced part of the benefits to me. It seems that my previous performance in the wasteland world was very successful, which made Wang Yu and the Wang family behind him feel that I was related to The relationship between Song Qingwen and Song Qingwen has become closer, and they are different from ordinary disciples. They just showed their kindness and did not dare to neglect." Ke Xiaoliang dismissed Liu Huaian and promised him a reward for using the well for one day, and walked over excitedly. A small cart of resources was rummaged through.
There are thousands of light spiritual stones in it. There are also some Yinquan, evil spirits, spiritual incense, and black jade required for practicing magic skills. There are also some such as coffin nails, black cold iron, winter dew stone, and thousand-year bones. Wait for the small materials to make magic weapons and hidden weapons.
"Rough calculation, this small cart is worth at least three thousand spiritual stones."
"With this cart of things, I can confidently and boldly improve my cultivation in the future. After all, as long as I have excellent qualifications and these resources, it is not a problem to practice Qi to the tenth level. And my qualifications have increased with the demon species several times. It has been upgraded to a very good level, comparable to many young geniuses."
"It's a pity that the power of the demon sealer has only reached the second stage, and the suppression of the demon species is still a little reluctant. Otherwise, I can feed more magic values immediately to upgrade the demon species." Ke Xiaoliang restrained himself with a little regret, and then Holding the spirit stone in hand, he entered the state of cultivation.
With the double blessing of Lingshi and Maolinyi's environment, his cultivation level has been rising continuously, and the power of the Demon Sealer is driving it behind him.
Soon Ke Xiaoliang broke through three levels in a row and entered the tenth level of Qi training.
At this time, Ke Xiaoliang could already feel the traces of true energy rising up, entering the spiritual platform, and casting the demon embryo.
Once the magic embryo is cast, the true energy and will will meet at the spiritual platform to form mana.
Only when you have magic power can you be considered a true practitioner, and you can use the practitioner's many wonderful spells and use the art of controlling weapons.
Letting go of the spiritual stones that had already exhausted their spiritual energy, Ke Xiaoliang took out another pile of spiritual stones and placed them in front of him. Then he continued to practice, continuing to push the true energy to a deeper level.
While running the Magic Sutra and breathing in and out, a black mist appeared on Ke Xiaoliang's body, which seemed to be alive, constantly expanding and contracting.
In Maolinyi, the Yin energy and evil energy that had been accumulated for many years began to merge into Ke Xiaoliang's body along with the inhalation and exhalation.
At the same time, the Demon-casting Sutra also spontaneously and synchronously operated.
The two skills go hand in hand. Not only do they not interfere, but they promote and push each other, as if they are leveraging each other's strength, just like the left foot stepping on the right foot, and the right foot stepping on the left foot, rising higher and higher.
It's just that the spiritual energy and the resources required for various magic arts have been misappropriated even more.
If Ke Xiaoliang's resources do not keep up, it is very likely that he will go wrong in an instant, consuming his own potential, blood essence, and lifespan to promote the magic power, replacing consumables such as spiritual stones, and becoming the fuel for the advancement of the magic power.
No matter how stable the magic power is.
It is always magic.
Radical, quick, weird, and powerful are all labels that are difficult to erase from magic skills.
Of course, it is easy to get carried away and become possessed by demons, it is easy to practice Qigong in a wrong way, and it is easy to damage one's skills and kill others... This is also the label of demonic skills.
The faster the practice and the faster the effort, the greater the danger in this regard.
After a night of exhaustion, Ke Xiaoliang almost completely digested the second-level power of the Demon Sealer. At the same time, he spent more than a hundred spiritual stones to upgrade his cultivation to the eleventh level of Qi training.
At this time, the urge to condense the magic embryo became more and more obvious.
Practicing Qi beyond the tenth level requires not only consuming resources but also competing for patience.
It is even more important to fight against the urge to 'sublimate' and use strong patience to restrain your own burgeoning desires.
"The true energy... has liquefied!"
"Exceeding the tenth level of Qi, there are signs of liquefaction, but the liquefaction is not pure, and the purity is not enough. Despite this... the power is far from comparable to the tenth level of Qi training. No wonder... there are many people... , endure the pressure and loneliness, and choose to continue practicing Qi instead of breaking through to a higher level and realm." Ke Xiaoliang clenched his fists.
At this time, his fist was covered with a black halo.
He punched out casually, and the wind of the punch brought out the tiger's roar.
This whistling sound had an extremely real impact, and Ke Xiaoliang's fist was several meters away from the body, but it directly tore a table into pieces.
"Although it is powerless, the true qi has undergone a qualitative change. By operating the melee martial arts, it has extraordinary combat power. Compared with those monks with magic power, the gap is no longer so obvious. This is when practicing qi beyond the tenth level, What a special thing!"
