Chapter Two Thousand and Eighty-Two, Unexpected Joy
"Back to the prince, the grass people are fifty percent sure!" Zhao Xiaoning arched his hand.
"Fifty percent, too low!" The Desolate King shook his head, Zhao Xiaoning's plan requires a huge amount of manpower and material resources, if this plan can succeed, everything will be fine, but if it fails, the consequences will be a little unbearable even for him.
"How sure are you if you improve your cultivation?" Bixia spoke, her voice as cold and nice as ever.
The Desolate King asked, "Bixia is right, if your cultivation is raised to the peak of the Ghost Ancestor, how sure are you that you will be able to complete this plan?"
Hearing this, many people were not calm, Zhao Xiaoning was just a strong man in the realm of the Ghost Emperor, and he was still 108,000 miles away from the peak of the Ghost Ancestor.
Seriously, it is not uncommon for a strong person at the peak of the Ghost Ancestor to be strong, but everyone didn't expect that the royal family would have such a terrible method.
"Back to the prince, if the grass people are allowed to have the peak cultivation of the ghost ancestor, then the grass people have the eighth layer of certainty. Zhao Xiaoning's tone was flat, but his heart was pounding, he didn't expect the Desolate King to say such a thing.
Well, as a pretending expert, Zhao Xiaoning knows that no matter what he does, he has to leave some way out for himself, he has eight layers of certainty before, but he didn't say it explicitly, which Cheng thought that the other party would actually want to improve his cultivation, this is really an unexpected joy.
The Desolate King asked puzzledly: "You now have the third-level cultivation of the Ghost Emperor, but you are fifty percent sure, it is said that you can have ten percent of the peak of the Ghost Ancestor, why is it only eighty percent?"
Zhao Xiaoning: "Back to the prince, the remaining two percent actually have little to do with the grass people, one percent depends on whether the formation arranged by the formation masters is reliable, and the second is that when breaking through the time and space barriers, it needs to be neat and there are no accidents, and the grass people can ensure that they have no accidents." ”
This time Zhao Xiaoning didn't lie, because this was not an ordinary formation, and it required many people to work together.
The Wild King nodded and said, "It's up to you what kind of formation you arrange, you can talk to everyone in detail later, and it's best to write it in pen and ink to ensure that it is correct." As for breaking through the barrier of time and space, this king will naturally find a way when the time comes, you just need to do your own thing, if the matter can be satisfactorily resolved, even if you don't want any reward, this king will reward you heavily. ”
"Yes!" Zhao Xiaoning bowed.
"Pen and ink waiting!" said the Wild King, although the banquet was going on now, the theme of the banquet was to think of a good way to deal with this drought, and now that he had a clear plan, he naturally would not carry it.
Not long after, the next person sent paper and pens, and then put them in front of Zhao Xiaoning.
Zhao Xiaoning immediately picked up the paper and pen, drew the structure of the formation, and marked the shape of the formation base, etc., and then said: "Lord Wang, this formation is divided into two poles, the first pole is naturally based on those lakes, once the formation base is determined, the second pole needs to be arranged, the second pole is the same as the first, but it has to envelop the entire Southern Wilderness, and the required Immortal Stone will be as much as 10 million, only the two poles will react, and the lake can cross the void, so the Immortal Stone also hopes that the prince will prepare early." ”
The king of the wilderness said: "You just need to do your part, and leave the rest to this king." ”
"Yes!"
The Desolate King looked at Yuwen Ankang and said, "Ankang, after the banquet is over, you take Xiao Ning to my villa and let him go to the Dragon Pool to cultivate for a few days." When the formation of the two poles is arranged, it is not too late to get out of the customs. ”
"Yes!"
Hearing that Zhao Xiaoning was going to go to the Dragon Pool, countless people were not calm, in fact, there were many Dragon Pools in the underworld, but that kind of Dragon Pools were all small, even if they were beneficial to the monks, but they were not very useful.
The dragon pool in the Wild King Villa is different, this is the real dragon pool, even if a worm jumps in and out, it can undergo earth-shaking changes.
Not to mention ordinary people, even the Eight Great Dharma Protectors are very envious, they have followed the Desolate King to fight countless battles, and they have only entered the Dragon Transformation Pool once, and they have only cultivated in it for an hour. The Desolate King directly asked Zhao Xiaoning to practice there for a few days, so you can imagine how much attention he attaches to him.
Yuwen Ankang cautiously asked, "Lord Wang, Soul Cultivation Pill?"
"What do you say?" the Desolate King glanced at him: "If there is no Soul Cultivation Pill, how much will you gain even if you go to the Dragon Transformation Pool?"
Yuwen Ankang was overjoyed, looked at Zhao Xiaoning and said, "Benefactor, thank you quickly! This is your God-given creation!"
"Thank you, Lord Xie!" Zhao Xiaoning didn't know what the Soul Cultivation Pill was, but just by hearing the name, he could feel very hanging.
The Desolate King smiled, seeing that he was in a good mood, and then asked curiously, "Ankang, why do you call Xiao Ning a benefactor?"
Yuwen Ankang said: "Don't hide it from the prince, the benefactor has saved the life of the old man twice. At that time, he didn't know the identity of the old man, and even if he knew, he didn't ask for any benefits. ”
"So that's the case!" The Desolate King nodded slightly, looked at Zhao Xiaoning's eyes full of appreciation, and then said, "Xiao Ning, how did you come up with the idea of breaking through the space-time barrier and letting the lake flow down the space-time tunnel?"
The Desolate King is the existence of the peak of the Ghost Ancestor, and he is a royal man, to put it bluntly, he is the level of the leader in the underworld, whether it is cultivation, or soul and comprehension, he is very comparable.
Let's just say that everyone laughed at Zhao Xiaoning when he proposed this method, but he could see the possibility of this method and know how powerful his soul power was, what made him curious was that Zhao Xiaoning obviously only had the cultivation of the Ghost Emperor realm, but his comprehension was so powerful.
"Don't hide it from the prince, I like to think cranky, and this idea also came up with in cranky thinking. Zhao Xiaoning said modestly, he couldn't tell his identity, saying that he had slaughtered Tianzun and pseudo-saint-level existences, right?
Don't look at Zhao Xiaoning's cultivation is not strong, but his comprehension can crush everyone, after all, he already had a cultivation comparable to a pseudo-saint when he was on the earth, but he doesn't know what happened to the other eight clones.
At first, Zhao Xiaoning thought that after entering the underworld, the deity and the doppelganger would be connected, so that he could also know what was happening on the earth, but after entering the underworld, he found that the connection between the deity and the doppelganger had been cut off, which made him very depressed.
The Desolate King sighed and said, "Maybe your so-called cranky thinking is the talent that others look up to you! Talent is an innate existence that you can't have no matter how hard you try. ”
"Thank you for your compliment!"
The banquet continued, and after more than an hour, the Wild King and Bixia left the banquet hall, and Bixia didn't look at Zhao Xiaoning again, as if she regarded him as a stranger.
This made Zhao Xiaoning feel a little unhappy in his heart, Yaya, obviously had that kind of relationship, but she turned her face and didn't recognize people, could it be that this is the so-called BDQ?
(End of chapter)