But after Lei Er discharged fifteen demon pills on the table, the faint and negligible anger and sadness in the crown's heart were all transformed into gratitude.

Grasshopper Master! These are all third-order demon pills!

At the beginning, a second-order little demon almost made all three of them hit the street, and the kid in front of him, ahh

Looking at his expression, it was as if he had pulled out a few stone eggs picked up by the river.

"Is this a job?" Lei Er stalked his red neck and looked up to the sky and laughed.

It's stupid not to answer!

Looking at the faces of Wang Guan and their two little brothers who were flushed with excitement, Lei Er could imagine that after he left, their brothers would definitely run and jump whistling, stir-fry a few specialty side dishes, and pour two glasses of bulk liquor.

It's a little boring, this life.

Then Wang Guan showed his loyalty, saying that even if he starved to death, he would not let Brother Pingtou lose, and Lei Er was also tired and wanted to go back to bed and disperse happily.

Brother Pingtou was full of food and drink, and his face was full of oil, so he would not be looking for trouble, and followed Lei Er into 650 sleeps.

One sleepless sleep for three days. Rarely, Huang Mao didn't assign him a task, and Lei Er slept very sweetly this night.

This is a kind of whole-body relaxation, although I have slept for three years before, but in my dreams I have been highly tense and not tired at all.

Until I woke up three days ago, I saw the ceiling of the bedroom when I woke up, and it was like a world away.

Brother Pingtou's mouth is still stained with oil, and it is estimated that he has just come back from looking for the crown to open a small stove.

It thinks it's worth it!

What is this called, bitter and sweet? Negative is positive?

Anyway, Lei Er is driving it now, and it will definitely not leave here.

Lei Er rubbed his eyes, sat up and leaned against the pillow, as if in a daze.

Figured out what he was going to do next, he was still confused!

"Ten, nine, eight...... Three, two, one......"

"Get up!"

Lei Er wailed, kicked off the quilt on his body, rolled over, and jumped off the bed with a "bang".

No matter how awesome he is, getting up is his enemy of life and death!

The flat-headed brother lay on the ground and rolled his eyes.

It's really unproductive!

The waist bag was placed on the table below, and when he came back to meet with Old Man Guo, Lei Er felt that he wanted to hand it in, and when Old Man Guo glanced at it, Lei Er understood what it meant.

It's obviously something for you, and if you return it, you won't give me Lao Guo face, right?

Okay! It's too late for Lei Er to be happy, who is too much baby?

Carrying his waist bag, Lei Er began to pour out, clanging, and it didn't take long to pile up the loot.

1,800 demon pills, a pair of spider webs, a black knife, a copy of "Hunger Resistance", and a copy of "Rulai Divine Palm".

The demon pill thunder is on one side, like garbage, and I don't bother to count how many there are.

The rest of the dream is obtained, and Lei Er can't use it for the time being.

All that remains is the real "garbage" cobweb.

Even Linghu, who was entangled at the beginning, didn't know what Lei Er wanted to do with this broken spider web.

Lei Er had his own thoughts in his heart.

He wants to get a guitar!

For this reason, he has always been on the lookout for what can be used as raw materials.

This cobweb is very tough, and the treatment is processed to remove the stickiness, and it is a natural guitar string!

Finding a good piece of wood and inviting a great craftsman from a big country under the mountain should not be difficult for a "mountain fairy" like him.

All he had to do was provide the design ideas.

When the time comes, his guitar upper body will be the most beautiful cub in the entire Transcendence Sect!

Flirting with a sister and aunt or something, isn't it simply like "1"?

Alas, I have nothing to sleep and sleep more, and I have to close it for a few more years, and now I have a child's body, and it is not convenient to do anything!

Just do it!

Lei Er looked for Old Man Guo and asked if he could go down the mountain.

Old man Guo looked at him like a fool, do you think that the transcendence sect is your garden?

Lei Er knew that he was at a loss, so he only returned to the sect, and he had to go down the mountain after sleeping for three days, which was indeed a bit unusual.

So after a compromise, Lei Er finally agreed with Old Man Guo to ask him to find a carpenter.

took out the cobwebs again, and asked Old Man Guo to give the glue ideas on it, and then divide it into a single spider silk of the length of the guitar string.

Old man Guo raised his eyebrows and asked Lei Er what kind of moth he wanted to fix, of course Lei Er had to keep it secret, and only revealed the news that he wanted to live a peerless life!

Old man Guo also let him go, anyway, a carpenter under the mountain, what can he drum up?

The main reason is that Lei Er's own strength is here, and his old Guo likes this child!

If you are a disciple of another martial arts academy, who has this treatment?

Vice President Guo still has some faint expectations in his heart, what new tricks can this kid play with this toss?

Lei Er once again sighed at the efficiency of the people here, and Old Man Guo said that in less than half a day, someone brought a carpenter.

Lei Er drew a design drawing, and discussed it with the carpenter, and the other party said that it was not a problem, and he could start working when he went back, and he couldn't bring anything with him.

"Use the best wood to make a violin!" Lei Er told the carpenter as he said goodbye, money is not a problem!

Lei Er knew that he should be considered a rich man now, and he didn't know how rich he was.

Indeed, the value of those mountain demon pills is not at all measurable by the gold and silver of the world.

Even if it is turned into immortal jade, it is a terrifying huge amount of money!

Immortal jade is the common currency between the cultivators and martial artists of the Bloody Continent, from nine to one grade, and the face value is decimal and so on.

Not to mention the black knife and hunger blocking skill that Lei Er obtained, as well as the blood axe he used, which of these things is not priceless?

Gold rings and fanny packs are priceless.

Before he knew it, Lei Er had already gained weight.

Finally, a week later, Lei Er signed his new guitar.

Take out the processed spider silk and wind it one by one.

The guitar is painted black throughout, which is a requirement of Lei II.

Now this piano is basically the same as the one he used in his previous life.

It's just boring nostalgia.

Lei Er was fiddling with this new gadget in his bedroom, and Old Man Guo and Brother Pingtou were sitting on the chair next to him staring at him.

Until now, Old Man Guo still doesn't know what Lei Er wants to do.

Bloody continent, cultural desert.

It is difficult to describe the low taste of most of the aborigines here and the lack of cultural and recreational life.

Specific to the incident, Lei Er later learned that before him, there was no qin in the Bloody Continent!

It's not right to say that, in ancient times, the war between immortals and demons, there was a legend that there were immortals who stroked the qin and sang generously.

But in reality, no one has ever seen this thing.

From ancient times to the present, countless "literati" have tried to restore the miraculous "six-stringed harp" according to the legend, but all of them have failed.

In Lei Er's time, the only instrument was the drum!

It's just for court etiquette! Ordinary people can't even hear the sound of drums.

When Lei Er learned of this situation later, he felt that he was outrageous! He was deeply puzzled, how did the people here survive for so many years?

Lei Er just adjusted the string buttons little by little, and he didn't have a tuner, so he could only hastily set the tone of the next string from memory, and then push the other five strings backwards.

It doesn't matter, it's just comfortable to sing.

Anyway, in this world, there is no such thing as a guitar itself, so he is not allowed to say it casually?

How about changing the "law of twelve equals" to "the law of two equals"?

Lei Er plucked the tighter and tighter spider silk strings, and his heart was amazed.

This spider silk followed the big spider, and it became thicker in the same proportion, otherwise it would not be able to make strings.

A set of spider webs were disassembled, and they were relatively thick and thin, and they happened to be picked out by Lei Er to make up six strings.

The timbre of the spider silk strings is very different from the mellow and long steel strings, but rather ethereal.

It's a surprisingly good match with his current childish voice.

And just like that, a very magical guitar was made.

Individual sounds are really not old, and there is no way to do it, so let's study and improve it slowly in the future.

Besides, his strengths are never playing, but singing!

Right now, forgive him Lei Er is about to start the show!

Old man Guo held Erlang's legs, picking his teeth with his fingernails with one hand, and Brother Pingtou was also lying on the ground, his chin was against the ground, and one man and one beast were already impatient.

Until now, Old Man Guo still can't see what this kid in front of him is doing with this strange black box.

He thought that Lei Er was going to put something in this, and there happened to be a round hole on the black box, but Lei Er pulled a few more spider silks on it.

Not to mention, the spider silk is tense and then played, and it sounds weird and good.

But that's it, there's nothing too shocking and amazing.

Lei Er sat on the chair, well, this piano feels very good.

The left hand flutters over the neck like a swimming dragon and does warm-up exercises.

In his previous life, Lei Er's guitar skills were actually not high, but after crossing here, he is no longer an ordinary student.

He's a new fourth-order martial artist!

Even Feitian can play a little song for him, it is not a problem at all.

The familiar feeling returned, and Lei Er's right hand stroked above the strings, silent for a few seconds.

Old man Guo had a premonition that the big drama was coming.

"Thunder! This heavenly cultivation is the sky and the sky is falling into my purple gold hammer!"

"Purple lightning! This Xuanzhen Flame Nine Heavens Xuanjian is so shocking!"

Lei Er shook his head and swept the strings vigorously as if he was crazy, the silver bottle burst through the water slurry, and the iron horse stood out with a knife and gun!

The sound of the strings, which originally had an ethereal feeling, was completely immortal under Lei Er's operation, but added countless murderous aura.

In his previous life, Lei Erte liked to shout and read fantasy novels, and he felt very felt.

This momentum wheat "Thunder" is given to the Bloody Continent!

The "purple gold hammer" in this poem is quite a match for the weapon he uses now.

“...... It is said that the dragon suddenly appeared, the heroes were terrified, and the blood fell in the hidden spirit!"

After the curvature, the room can hear the needle falling.

"Hey, it's better to come as little as possible to shout microphone, otherwise you will lose powder. Go back and do a little more folk rock or something, and set up a character. Lei Er thought in his heart.

In the song just now, the guitar did have a bit of a trotting sound, but it didn't affect the effect of the show at all.

It is precisely because of the appearance of several discordant notes that the whole song seems gorgeous and treacherous.

That's it.

Lei Er glanced at Old Man Guo triumphantly, and this glance frightened him.

The old man sat as straight as a telephone pole, his face was red and now seemed to be covered with a layer of blood, and beads of sweat the size of a bean were pouring down.

The lying flat-headed brother is also standing with silver hair on his back, opening his mouth and sticking out his tongue like a dog.

"Are you old, your stomach hurts?" asked Lei Er cautiously.

Old man Guo is just interesting enough! Holding back his internal urgency and not killing his face!

Old man Guo returned to his soul, his lips were buzzing, and he couldn't say a word for a long time.

This song should only be in the sky!

The sonorous and powerful music, the heroic poetry, shocked Lao Guo's heart, and he only felt that a breath of sword qi was stirring in his chest, and he was about to break out at any time!

When did the people of the hot-blooded mainland appreciate this kind of elegant art?!

Lei Er still underestimated himself and underestimated the influence of this voice.