The change in the fire tree did not end with the growth of small buds.

It floated in a ring of hundreds of boulders containing the earth-fire magma, and many thick rhizomes and slender roots probed into the boulders, constantly absorbing the fire qi in the earth-fire magma. As time passed, some of the roots slowly grew to the thickness of the rhizome, and some new roots grew out of the cracks in the roots of the tree, hanging down from above, like silk curtains, hanging above the many fire spirit stones, flame stones, and fire crystals.

Streams of fire were constantly being transported to the fire tree by many rhizomes, and the fire tree began to grow at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Slowly, I saw that it grew from the thickness of the ankle to the thickness of the thigh, the branches also grew a lot, and some small buds appeared, and the trunk gradually became thicker, as if it was already a very small tree.

But this little tree was a little weird, its whole body was fiery red, crystal clear, and a trace of liquid could be seen flowing inside. There were no leaves on the tree, but there were countless small hairy buds the size of beans hanging between the branches.

This is the end of the fire tree's transformation, and you can see it floating on the earthfire magma.

Gongliang felt that it had a little bit of heroism from the huge fire tree when he first met the fire lady.

Leaving the space and returning to his residence, he calculated the materials and crystal spirit salt and the best starry sky blue pearl that he had paid for building weapons today, and suddenly his heart ached inexplicably. These are all high-level good things, and I don't have many of them, so I use a little less, and I feel very uneconomical to exchange things with others.

In other words, no matter where you are, it is a very stupid thing to exchange raw materials for things.

But he couldn't stop it from happening, because he had no other way than to exchange it with people.

It's a very, very bad feeling to see your stuff flow into someone else's hands, little by little.

What to do?

If the thing is gone, what else will he exchange for his favorite items?

Gongliang became distressed.

Sometimes people always have this kind of feeling, such as the world is so big, life is too exciting, and you have too little money in your bag.

If you want to be rich, there are only two ways, one is to open source, and the other is to throttle.

Throttling is relatively simple, it is nothing more than reducing your own living expenses.

In his previous life, Gongliang had achieved this throttling to the extreme. In that part of Hangzhou, his monthly expenses used to be only 400 yuan, and it was rent + water and electricity + living expenses. To ask him how he did it, it's simple. The rent is more than 100, the water and electricity are 100, and the rest is to cook by himself, and he is an otaku again, so he can't spend much money at all. Other daily necessities are not much spent, such as shampoo, a small bottle of which is left for a year - he usually washes it only when it is itchy, a piece of soap for two years, a bottle of toothpaste every three months, a toothbrush wasted a little, a handful every two months, and a large bag of paper towels for half a year.

In this way, he didn't spend much for a month, and theoretically there should be a lot of money left over from the manuscript fee of three or four thousand yuan.

It's just that God has no choice but to close two doors for you and open a small window for you.

Sometimes when he is bored at home, he will also go out to travel and find a chick. He is especially fond of food, and once on a whim, he took a plane directly from Hangzhou to Fuzhou to eat Buddha and jump over the wall.

In this way, the money saved will be used up, and the flow will be reduced.

Gongliang thought about it and felt that he was not the kind of person who could throttle, so he had to think about open source.

In this part of the Great Wilderness, there are many ways to open source, fight wild beasts, dig and mine, or go to the jungle to find some exotic flowers and plants, xenomorphic spirit plants, or go to various tribes to transport their specialties, you can also exchange a lot of things. It's just that it takes to get out of the temple confines. If others are lazy, they just want to have something simple, it's better not to do anything, and pies can just fall from the sky.

Unfortunately, no.

After thinking about it, he thought of the fact that he was selling peeing barren beef balls in the Ghost Fang Country, could it be that he wanted to return to his old business?

Maybe this is the only one, no matter at any time, doing food business is always the most profitable way. Like when he was in the Ghost Fang Country, didn't he exchange a lot of things for peeing wild beef balls?

After making up his mind, Gongliang put aside the matter of open source first, sat cross-legged on the bed, and began to cultivate.

In an instant, the real fire with his real name rushed into the flesh and blood from the dantian, constantly burning, expelling the impurities inside, and the original bright red flesh and blood turned golden little by little under the continuous burning of the real fire.

At the same time as his flesh and blood changed, the inexplicable pain of death and life continued to spread from his body to his nerves, and then into his soul.

The pain was so painful that it made his whole body convulse.

At that moment, he hurriedly purified his mind and calmed his mind, visualizing the giant rhino looking at the moon.

Suddenly, a huge bright moon and a huge majestic figure appeared in his mind, and the moonlight outside the window immediately surged from all directions, escaping into the body, some entered the eyebrow space, and some entered the dantian to be absorbed by the fruit space, and turned into the purest gas to linger in the body, and the coolness continued to penetrate into the burning flesh and blood.

In just a moment, the fire burned urgently, and the pain that seemed to be alive immediately weakened a lot.

Gongliang also accidentally discovered that when refining the body with the twelve dragon rhinos, visualizing the giant rhino moon map, the pain of being refined by the true fire would be reduced.

So now, every time he used the Dragon Rhino Twelve to refine his body, he would visualize the Giant Rhino Moon Diagram.

It's also a way to distract yourself from thinking about it, so it doesn't hurt so much.

In fact, Gongliang doesn't need to cultivate at all, as long as he usually eats enough food, the essence of the food will be absorbed by the fruit space and converted into the purest gas into the dantian, increasing cultivation.

So he is usually very lazy, and he only cultivates occasionally, and more often sleeps directly.

But there are no shortcuts to the Dragon Rhino Twelve Refinement.

In the great wilderness, without some strength, you can't be respected by others at all, and without strength, you can't even hit the big prey.

Therefore, in order to make himself more powerful and not to be beaten when he went out, he had to work hard to cultivate.

In the blink of an eye, the night passed.

When Gongliang opened his eyes, he saw the little guy sleeping comfortably in his arms. This little guy likes this the most. I especially like to lie on her stomach with her undulating breathing, which feels super fun. Migu's ears moved, sensing that Baba woke up, stretched out, and opened his eyes.

"Baba..."

The little guy hugged Gongliang's neck and rubbed him with her little face affectionately, she liked poop the most.

Gongliang kissed the little one, and then he got up with her in his arms, went to wake them up, and rode Dorjee to lead the people of Longbo to the outside of the temple.

Today is off, he plans to take the people of Longbo to continue digging blood copper mines, and hunt some fresh wild cattle to start his open source plan.

Because he was beaten by the king of wild cattle last time, Gongliang didn't dare to go to trouble those wild cows again.

But fortunately, there were many wild cattle in the great wilderness jungle, and he soon found another group of wild cattle not far away.