Chapter 41: The Blessed Land and the Last Head
“...... So, how the hell did they misunderstand this!?"
Wu Ming was lying on the big bed in the bedroom and kept complaining, while Luo Si peeled a few orange-like fruits next to him, threw one to Wu Ming, ate one himself, and then said with a smile: "After listening to what you did, no matter what you think in your heart, at least my words, I don't know the main god space, I don't know your plans, I don't know the reward points, I will think so, because you have really gone too far." ”
"Yes, is it?" Wu Ming covered his face helplessly and ate the fruit, and only said after a long time: "No matter what, my blessed land cannot be delayed, and no matter what the outside world thinks, the reward points are needed, and the territory is also needed, otherwise I can't shelter the human race...... Let's leave that for now. ”
At the dinner that day, the words spoken by Mentor Wu Ming seemed to have spread throughout the group of Death Knights, so every Death Knight who came to see Wu Ming was half-kneeling, then the resident representatives, and then the labor representatives......
Wu Ming had a numb expression, nodded numbly in response, he really didn't bother to explain, no one believed it anyway......
Finally, the next day, Wu Ming pulled Luo Si to the magic tower early in the morning, walked closer, looked at the dark five-story magic tower, and got closer, he became more and more sure that this was a rare attribute magic tower, and he was immediately overjoyed in his heart.
Attribute magic towers, even in the era of the Desolate Heavenly Court, are rare, because each attribute magic tower needs a large amount of accumulation of a certain attribute Dao rhyme, and magicians are not orthodox cultivators, any magician wants to accumulate Dao rhyme, the only way is to integrate various minerals or metals at the level of heavenly wealth and earth treasures into the magic tower, otherwise, it is impossible to build an attribute magic tower.
Orthodox cultivators can adjust the rhyme, but the orthodox cultivators' tuned rhyme makes it several times more difficult for magicians to even cast magic, only idiot magicians will go to orthodox cultivators to help build attribute magic towers, the only way they build, and the oldest method, is still to use a large number of valuable treasures to build attribute magic towers, only this kind of chaotic and disorderly rhyme that has not been tuned at all, magicians can barely accept and perceive a little.
But this is a great waste, for orthodox cultivators, a five-story attribute magic tower, its Dao rhyme value is at least more than five thousand, this is already a very exaggerated number, enough to make the blessed land a top-level blessed land, you must know that the limit value of the Dao rhyme of the high-grade blessed land is only five thousand Dao rhyme, which is a number that Wu Ming needs at least hundreds of years of accumulation to achieve, but he didn't expect that all of a sudden, he had a feeling of winning the lottery of 100 million yuan.
In fact, in the era of the Heavenly Court, the magicians who could not use the Dao rhyme, also called the orthodox cultivators the tuners, had a sour and sour feeling that they could not eat grapes.
"Okay, good, good, good!!"
Wu Ming circled around the magic tower several times, immediately laughed, and immediately walked directly into the magic tower, and Rose also followed in, and after walking into it, Rose wrinkled her nose and said: "It's a strong accumulation of shadow energy and negative energy, but it's a good blessing for undead creatures such as ghosts, but for living creatures, they will die if they stay here for a long time." ”
"Don't worry, the matter of the tuning of Dao Yun can be done by even the lowest orthodox cultivators. Wu Ming smiled, and took Luo Si up the stairs, in this magic tower, the magic tower should have all the facilities, and the rhyme is very strong, it seems that the rhyme of this magic tower is far more than five thousand, or even six thousand or seven thousand.
And this magic tower is obviously from the hand of a legendary magician, the internal space is much larger than what the outside world sees, especially the main room on the top floor, the size is about the size of a football field, it is absolutely impossible to see from the outside world, it seems that the ancestor who built the magic tower is estimated to have solidified the magic of the space system, and any space magic is at least the legendary level, even if it is an orthodox cultivator, you have to parse the runes of the intermediate level before you can use the application of space spells.
"Good, good, good!"
Wu Ming laughed again, he couldn't be more satisfied with this magic tower, and immediately said: "Okay, Luosi, you stand away, I'm going to tune Dao Yun, the first step is to create a Dao Yun Wisdom Brain Core as a temporary blessed land manager, and then wait for the Blood Transformation Divine Sword to be refined, and then create the spirit of the blessed land." ”
Luo Si stood farther away, and Wu Ming raised his hands in the air, and in the next moment, his central Wutu Houde Jue was running, in his eyes, the air was densely packed with countless lines, he casually touched one of the lines, and this line immediately turned into countless gossip runes, mixed together in various combinations, and in an instant, Wu Ming's calculation power, logic power, and analytical power were all running to the strongest state.
In essence, the orthodox cultivator's tuning of the Dao rhyme can actually be regarded as a process of shrinking countless times of the yin and yang four elephants, the four elephants are divided into five elements, and the five elements become a process of eight trigrams, with the octal system of the gossip runes, and the high-level sixty-four base system of the gossip runes as the calculation method, to distinguish the attributes of the Tao rhyme from the turbidity, this is the reason why the orthodox cultivators are called the tuners, a complete and self-righteous blessed land, in fact, is the prototype of a small world of heaven and earth, and a cave is an almost complete half-plane, I heard that after becoming immortals, some high-level immortals can also make the cave go further, calling it Mitian, it is said that there are thirty-three heavens in the Honghuang Heavenly Court, all of them are the real world, all of them are the complete and self-righteous real world of heaven and earth, yin and yang.
This is Wu Ming's ultimate goal, although he still doesn't know if Mitian really exists.
Wu Ming's rhythm and rhyme are three days and three nights, during which he does not eat or drink, does not sleep, his face is already more and more pale, and until an invisible fluctuation is generated, the cold aura in the entire magic tower immediately began to subside, although it has not completely subsided cleanly, but at least ordinary people here will only feel a little cold.
Wu Ming wiped the sweat on his head, and said directly to the air: "Zhi Brain, I named you Xuanhuang No. 1, and now report the situation of the blessed land." ”
"Yes. ”
A cold robot-like voice appeared in mid-air and said: "Seven percent of the integrity of the blessed Dao rhyme, the current usable Dao rhyme is six .3 percent, the Dao rhyme of Zhinao Xuanhuang No. 1 accounts for 0.7 percent, and the total number of Dao rhymes is six thousand four hundred and forty-two, and the preliminary calculation results are as follows......"
After Wu Ming listened to this series of figures, he nodded, and said with great satisfaction: "Is the Dao rhyme value of more than six thousand four hundred? ”
Wu Ming thought about it, looked around, gritted his teeth and directly exchanged the Hell Furnace from the main god, this is a huge furnace seven or eight meters high, burning with black flames, the entire furnace seems to be not made of metal, but made of pitch-black bones, just looking at it makes people feel cold.
"Xuanhuang No. 1, now arrange the calculation task, calculate the Dao Yun value required for this furnace to perform its full effect, and calculate the time required for the distribution of the blessed land utensils. ”
The cold voice said: "The calculation time is about sixteen to twenty-eight hours, and I request to mobilize the Daoyun network to connect the energy source." ”
At present, Wu Ming has not yet built the Dao Yun Reactor, so all the energy of the Dao Yun comes from the elemental pool of the Magic Tower itself, relatively speaking, it is only about one to two percent of the total energy of the primary Dao Yun Reactor, but it is barely enough for calculation.
"Call me when you're done. After Wu Ming said this, he directly lay down on the ground and fell asleep.
Rose has been standing next to her for three days and three nights, although Wu Ming said that she was just letting her come on vacation or something, but as Wu Ming's call, there are three thousand reward points to get every day, she has decided to protect Wu Ming's safety even if she doesn't want to fight for her life, and now seeing Wu Ming sleeping, she walked to Wu Ming's side, put his head on her knees, and muttered: "Why are you so desperate......"
"Are you really as you say, just for safety, for heart, for survival?"
Then, Wu Ming stayed in the tower for twelve days in a row, which was equivalent to half a month, and then he walked out of the magic tower with a squeezed dry appearance, and after coming out, he didn't look at it, and said directly to the housekeeper: "Help me prepare hot water and the room, call me in twenty-four hours, and ......."
"And the magic tower isn't accessible, right? Lord Savior. ”
Wu Ming stiffened, and slowly turned around with a posture that could be heard by twisting his bones, and sure enough, he saw the handsome human blood clan standing in the position where he should be the butler, and Luo Si behind Wu Ming also looked at Ziya with an inexplicable gaze, which made Wu Ming sweat all over his body.
"Disconnect, disconnect!"
Wu Ming disconnected in an instant, and Luo Si immediately disappeared in place, and then Wu Ming looked at Ziya with a smile, but no matter how he looked at it, it looked like he was crying.
Ziya was stunned for a moment, then shook his head with a smile and said: "No need to be like this, Lord Savior, I actually knew for a long time that you must have your own secrets and hole cards, in fact, Lord Savior can not be punished by God, this essence is already the biggest hole card and secret, all the human heroes I know who have adventures have secrets and hole cards, no...... It's just ants in this world, so don't panic, Lord Savior, I will keep this secret with my life. ”
(No, the reason I'm panicking is that I saw you!!)
Wu Ming didn't say a word, just walked towards the villa in silence, Ziya followed behind him and said as he walked: "Lord Savior, the tower spirit of the magic tower has been manufactured, right?"
"Uh, uh-huh, uh-huh, the manufacturing is done. Wu Ming was still thinking about what the tower spirit was, and suddenly remembered that he was the tower spirit who made the magic tower to confirm the ownership of the magic tower, not the blessed land he secretly made, so he almost revealed it.
Ziya smiled slightly: "Please don't hide and panic from me, although it was only half a month to perform a magic tower activation technique that is close to the legendary level, but considering it as a savior's arcanist, this is not something to be surprised about, of course, there is no need to tell outsiders, and the savior should also pay attention to this." ”
(Too, it's too dangerous, you can know so much with a little expression, although I guessed the wrong direction, but it's so scary, I want to be absolutely expressionless!!)
Wu Ming continued to walk forward expressionlessly, suddenly, he sensed something, and when he looked back, he saw Ziya took out his hand from his chest, it was a small red ball, which looked like a deformed heart, still beating and beating.
"Now that the tower spirit has been built, then please also ask the savior to keep my soul brand, although it can't make me lose my life in an instant like the soul servant, but breaking this soul brand is enough to make me fall into an absolute slumber for ten thousand years, merge it into the tower spirit, so that the savior can crush me at any time." ”
Ziya looked at Wu Ming with a gentle smile and said: "I have prayed and prayed with everything in eternal life and eternity, and finally gave birth to the Savior, I am willing to exchange everything I have for the hegemony of the Savior, in exchange for the liberation of mankind, and in exchange for the future ...... of mankind."
"What's more, I'm also selfish, every time I come to see the Savior, I need to arrange it and arrange it again, once or twice, it's just a few times, maybe outsiders can also detect it, so I handed over my soul brand to the Savior, and then I can contact the Savior at any time, so far, the biggest flaw that is most likely to expose the Savior, and the biggest flaw that is most likely to hurt the Savior is me, so ......"
"The hegemony of the Savior will be flawless. ”
Ziya still smiled softly and said: "Once I have any accidents, whether it is manipulated by the ancestor of the blood clan, or when there is something else that I can't help myself, please ask the savior Lord to pinch this soul brand, if you want to make it happen, sacrifice its head first, and the last head ......"
"It's mine. ”