Jiang Langyu and the others knelt for five days in vain and fled in embarrassment.

They wanted to kill the two Ying Feng brothers, carry them back, and study how the two returned to their ancestors and became the first generation of humans.

But I have scruples in my heart and don't dare to start.

A sentence that Lord Tianzun looks at us is pleasing to the eye, which shows that these two people, in the eyes of Yuan Shi Tianzun, are far more popular than us.

Kill the two of them, what if Lord Zun is to blame him?

Entangled in their hearts, everyone in the God and Demon Research Institute could only watch Ying Feng and Ying Yue go away.

Mountaintop.

Xiao Cao Miao watched Jiang Langyu and the others leave.

In a short period of time, they should not come to bother their friends again.

Looking around the top of the mountain, I have been away for more than a year, and now Bucket Mountain has undergone tremendous changes.

The exotic flowers and plants are so vigorous that they can't be piled up, and the thick rhizomes, branches and leaves are crowded together, all piled up into a lump, and the flowers and plants are desperately competing for living space.

There are even some strange creatures that grow to the edge of the cliff and spread down along the cliff wall.

And the water in the heavenly pool has also completely turned into a spiritual spring, sweet and delicious, and crystal clear.

It's just that the coarse long animal hair that occasionally floats on the surface of the water is more spicy to the eyes.

Now, the top of the bucket mountain can no longer accommodate everyone, and it is necessary to open up new living soil.

"Let's take Bucket Mountain as the center and develop around."

Xiaocao Miao thought about it for a while, looked at the bottom of the mountain, and began to explain her plan to her friends and assign tasks.

During the year, the ginkgo tree grows taller and is almost flush with the bucket.

Each leaf is three or four meters wide and has sharp edges, making it scary to look at.

"Uncle Ginkgo, you mobilize the power of the realm, use your roots, and plow all the land within a hundred miles around Bucket Mountain to make it into soft soil."

A kind tree face condensed, and the old tree nodded slightly.

Countless blood-red roots like giant pythons in the wilderness burrowed out of the ground, pumping, turning, and stirring...... Construction began like a mountain shaking.

"Mother Tiger, you take the little milk tiger to find a large metal mine in the mountains, use the power of gold control, move those metals back, and build a high wall on the periphery of our territory, so that no one will come to steal our things."

"Roar!"

The tiger mother roared lowly, picked up the little milk tiger, turned into white light, and went straight to the mountain.

"Old ape, you help Aunt Ape to separate all the large exotic flowers and plants that are crowded together, and then dig out the small spirit flowers that have newly sprouted, and prepare to transplant them to the bottom of the mountain."

"Knock Knock Knock ......"

The old ape gently hammered his chest, saying that he would help his daughter-in-law work, no problem!

Then, Xiao Cao Miao took out more than a dozen dried and long-lived grass whiskers, which were all old whiskers that he had shed in the past year, plus a few roots of the ancient medicine of the Divine Spell as a cover, and handed them to the goshawk together.

"Brother Eagle, you crush these roots and scatter them within a radius of a thousand miles of Bucket Mountain, so that those black trees in Black Mountain disappear, even if there is a spiritual storm in the future, it will not affect the land where we live."

"Okay, I've seen those black trees in the Black Mountains for a long time!"

The eagle brother took a clump of roots, crushed his wings and hands vigorously, and broke them into smaller pieces than dust, and then spread his wings and flew into the air, and began his work.

"Whew!"

Seeing that he hadn't been used yet, the Black Panther King hurriedly howled.

Xiao Cao Miao thought for a while and ordered: "You go to the mountains, find those animals, cattle, horses, rabbits, insects, etc., that have survived the spiritual rainstorm, and let them come to live around Bucket Mountain, as long as they don't steal our exotic flowers and plants, they can live here, which is much better than wandering among the bad waters of Black Mountain." ”

"Meow!"

The panther king's eyes lit up, he liked to tease those small animals the most, and it was so interesting to catch them under the mountain and play with them.

Brush!

A black light went straight down the mountain, and disappeared from sight in an instant.

After instructing his friends, a certain grass was about to get busy, but his vision was blocked.

"Twitter!"

The little sparrow is full of anger, everyone has a job, and I'm idle here, do you look down on the sparrow?

The little grass seedling squinted at the guy and turned his head to look at the dog's tail grass swaying in the wind on the mound.

The little sparrow was stunned, waved its wings, and suddenly a gust of wind blew the dog's tail grass away.

Then continue to stare at the little grass seedlings, now you are satisfied, when you die one day, there will not even be a grave.

The surface of a certain grass is as black as carbon, but he still took out dozens of soil grains thinner than sand from the burial earth pot, handed them to the little grass seedlings and said: "You follow the ginkgo tree, and when he ploughs the ground, you will scatter a grain of burial soil a few hundred meters apart." ”

"Is this the burial earth?"

The little sparrow widened its eyes, pecked a small grain of earth, chirped at the beak, and tasted the taste.

But in an instant, his bird's face turned purple and black, and there was a violent energy in his body that was rampant, almost causing the little sparrow to turn his back on his back.

The body of a supreme being shed and turned into particles, this burial heaven and earth is not at all something that the little sparrow can withstand.

Even the small grass seedlings can only take root in it, slowly absorbing the nutrients of the burial earth.

"Bang!"

The little sparrow's body exploded like a firecracker, its body swelled up all of a sudden, and it quickly deflated, and the bird's beak sprayed black and purple smoke, as if it was smoking.

Fortunately, he is an ancient creature, and he has a strong ability to bear it, so he was not killed by the burial earth.

With such a big appearance, the little sparrow was very embarrassed, so he hurriedly took off to work, so as not to be ridiculed by a certain grass.

Of course, Qin Changge will not be idle.

He used the divine power of wood to pull out those seven or eight meters tall magnificent flowers from the ground and slowly transport them down the mountain.

The friends are doing their jobs and are busy.

However, Xiao Caomiao suddenly thought of a serious problem and couldn't help but worry.

Within a radius of thousands of miles, except for the Tianchi on the top of the mountain, there is no water source at all!

After the reiki rainstorm, all the water in the mountains turned into black rivers, completely undrinkable.

The water in Tianchi is limited, so it must be kept for the friends to drink.

Even if the Panther King catches some animals that can control water, it must have a water source.

In the current situation, we can only rely on the sky to eat.

However, if there is no water for those small spiritual grass seedlings transplanted to the bottom of the mountain, they will die within a few days.

Seeing the grass seedlings sluggish on the hill, they sat in a daze, and stopped working.

The old ape scratched his head and came up and asked, "Oh?" ”

"We don't have water to water the plants." The small grass sprouts emit mental fluctuations.

The old ape was stunned for a moment, that's it?

Then he grinned widely, with a proud face, pointing at his daughter-in-law.

"Huh?" Little grass seedlings are puzzled?

"Insight!"

[Race: Elder Ape Ancestor]

[Remaining life: 30W years]

[Realm: Tongmai (4696/10000)]

[Ability: Cultivating Spirit Plants, Mana Cultivating Immortals, First-Class Immortal Arts]

"First-level immortal arts?" Xiao Caomiao was stunned for a long time, "What kind of ability is this?" ”

"Oh ......" The old ape shouted a few times to Aunt Ape, motioning for you to demonstrate it to the master.

Aunt Ape was a little shy, twisted for a moment, and only began to cast spells at the strong request of the old ape.

After a series of mysterious seals.

"Boom!"

There was a thunder in the sky, the wind blew up, and bean-sized raindrops fell from the sky.

Shakers!

This is the means of the gods!