Sun Shuyi is just a small character, and dealing with him is just a matter of convenience.
If it weren't for Sun Shuyi, someone else would be responsible for detonating all of this and creating such a commotion.
"This special 'event' has directly created more than 700 million magic points for me, and I can indirectly create more in the future. In addition, the progress and changes in the way of demon-sealing people cannot be ignored. "Ke Xiaoliang felt great sadness at this time.
Because he didn't even know how to invest the huge amount of magic value in his hand, which had accumulated to about 2 billion.
To create a new world, one billion is needed.
From this point of view, it seems that Ke Xiaoliang can directly create a new world.
But Ke Xiaoliang has not thought about what the theme of the next world will be.
What's even sadder is... I feel like my magic value is not enough anymore.
Because it costs one billion to create a new world, and another billion to settle it... In addition, setting a new world, deriving all things, spreading extraordinary energy, etc. also require magic values.
A conservative estimate is that if Ke Xiaoliang really plans to open a new world, the cost will be at least three to four billion.
In the past, when designing the world, the upper limit was always stuck, so I could still find excuses and reasons, saying that the magic value was not enough.
If the third world is opened and this reason is used, it will be a bit difficult to explain.
"Besides, I don't particularly need the new world to help me now. It's hard for those monks to be distracted at the moment and continue to open up new worlds and expand new businesses for me. I have to give them a little bit. Time for digestion and buffering." Ke Xiaoliang, as the big boss behind the scenes, is still very considerate and considers the physical and mental health of the monks and workers.
Suddenly, another huge wave of sadness enveloped Ke Xiaoliang.
Someone hit him with the ball, sinking his head deep into a soft and elastic quagmire.
That sad touch seemed to come from the call of mother nature. Ke Xiaoliang was almost moved to tears because of it and couldn't control himself...
The corners of his mouth raised slightly, and Ke Xiaoliang turned his head to make himself lie down more comfortably.
"Li Longjing! Master Niang said that tonight, Master Yunhe of Xiaocang Mountain will go through a life-and-death calamity and borrow his life from heaven. He publicly sold off some of his unused belongings in exchange for elixirs to overcome the calamity, and also sold several Guanmodu. "Jie's quota. Do you want to go and see it?" Yang Zhenzhen said to Ke Xiaoliang with a blushing face.
She knew what Ke Xiaoliang liked about her, so when Ke Xiaoliang hinted again and again, and after experiencing Ke Xiaoliang's gradual familiarity several times, she no longer resisted this kind of 'slightly' intimate contact.
"Master Yunhe from Xiaocang Mountain? What's his origin?" Ke Xiaoliang asked.
Yang Zhenzhen said: "He is a famous casual cultivator in Yunzhou. More than eighty years ago, it is said that he was a monk of the Tianhe Sect. However, the Tianhe Sect was later destroyed by the Ten Demon Sect, and Master Yunhe came to our Yunzhou. .”
Ke Xiaoliang didn't think it was a coincidence that there were traces of the Ten Demon Sect in this matter.
Because if this is all a coincidence... there are too many coincidences in the world.
It must be reiterated once again that the name of the Ten Demon Sects' Demon Sect... is really not a slander of the righteous way, or a success or failure.
They are really bad.
"Are you going through the tribulation of life and death?"
"Okay! I'll go take a look!" Ke Xiaoliang didn't refuse and agreed.
Generally speaking, monks face the calamity of life and death alone in seclusion, or else they seek protection from teachers and friends.
If you are a person in the devil's path, then when you are going through the calamity of life and death, you should hide your classmates, friends, disciples, teachers, etc., and find a remote and uninhabited place that only you know, so that you can deal with it with peace of mind.
There are only some casual cultivators on the right path who are short of money.
He was worried that the elixirs, talismans, and magic weapons he had prepared would not be enough to support him through the disaster.
Only then did he choose to sell his 'observation' quota in exchange for some resources as capital to deal with the calamity of life and death.
This is also a helpless move.
If it were not forced by life...who would be willing to sell out such things?
Great sadness pulled away Ke Xiaoliang.
It seems that Yang Zhenzhen is hinting to Ke Xiaoliang that today's welfare ends here.
Ke Xiaoliang's eyes flashed with regret.
Then he still said to Yang Zhenzhen: "Don't use such tight corsets in the future. It's not good for your development, and it's even worse for your body."
Yang Zhenzhen lowered his head, blushed and gave a weak hum.
In fact, the action just now made her too embarrassed. Although she was the one who took the initiative, she had not yet calmed down.
But there was no way...who made her agree to Ke Xiaoliang?
This is a daily reward, but Ke Xiaoliang has achieved this reward through all kinds of good intentions.
Just leave.
There was no need to pack anything. I followed Yang Zhenzhen and the two of them as they flew all the way to the Bibo Pond at the foot of Cuiyun Mountain.
Standing by the blue wave pool is a mature beauty in white clothes and blue silk hair. Although it is not as magnificent as Yang Zhenzhen's waves and mountains, it is still majestic and majestic. The mature charm between her eyebrows makes Ke Xiaoliang think of several people he has observed many times. License plate number.
"Master's Wife!" Yang Zhenzhen shouted happily and rushed towards the mature beauty.
The beauty caught Yang Zhenzhen and glanced at Ke Xiaoliang.
There was no strangeness in his eyes, he had obviously known Ke Xiaoliang for a long time.
"This must be Fellow Daoist Li! More than five hundred years ago, Zhenyao Pavilion was destroyed by the Blood Demon Palace. It is a pity. However, Cuiyun Mountain and Zhenyao Pavilion were once close friends and we had many exchanges. Fellow Daoist Li lived in Li City, if you encounter any trouble, I, Cuiyunshan, can also help take care of it." The mature and charming wife said to Ke Xiaoliang.
The eyebrows are full of kindness and kindness.
Ke Xiaoliang knew a long time ago that he had been misunderstood as a disciple of the Zhenyao Pavilion who was exterminated more than five hundred years ago.
After all, in the cultivation world, the last sect that can prepare delicious food instead of using elixirs is Zhenya Pavilion.
Ke Xiaoliang never admits this misunderstanding, but he also doesn't deny it.
"Thank you...Master!" Ke Xiaoliang said with his hands in hand, but his mouth was sweet.
Yang Zhenzhen's cheeks turned red and she kept looking at Ke Xiaoliang, with an expression that seemed both happy and angry.
This beautiful and mature Master Wife actually did not refuse and just said: "Fellow Daoist Li! Let's leave now! Don't keep Yun and Fellow Daoist waiting for a long time!"
After that, he threw out a flying boat.
The flying boat swelled in the wind and became ten meters long and three meters wide.
The three people jumped into the flying boat.
The flying boat soared up, entered the clouds, and landed on the cloud stream of the sea of clouds.
The sea of split clouds in Yunzhou is more crowded and dense than what I saw in Cangzhou before.
From time to time, you can still see some magic weapons in the manned flight, sitting on a certain cloud stream, speeding past you.
Because of the dense cloud flow, Yunzhou is also a transportation hub for ten states in the world.
In no more than half an hour, the master's wife pressed the flying boat, and the three of them landed on the mountainside of Xiaocang Mountain.
At the entrance of the Taoist temple on the mountainside, some fellow practitioners from Yunzhou had already gathered.
Most of them come here to observe the calamity of life and death.
There is usually one elder with one or two juniors.
When the master's wife brought Yang Zhenzhen and Ke Xiaoliang down, several monks immediately came over and greeted the master's wife, with implicit and hidden admiration in their eyes.
As for Yang Zhenzhen... Although she has a sharp weapon, in the eyes of others, she is just this cute little girl.
After all...not everyone is as superficial as Mr. Ke.
