Wu Chong carried the scorpion essence, which was a 'education'. The brutal picture, watching a few onlookers in the distance, spitting wildly, especially the centipede, he remembered that when he first met, he seemed to have threatened the big boss.

I remembered that the big boss only gave him a stick at that time, which was really too merciful.

"To add or not to join?"

After beating up, Wu Chong picked up the scorpion essence again and asked for the second time.

It's a pity that the scorpion essence has been beaten unconscious, and the bones on his body have been broken, that is, the 'body of refining gods', and if he changes to a real body, it is estimated that he has been beaten into pulp.

"If you don't speak, you'll agree."

Wu Chong let go and threw the scorpion essence aside.

Peng.

The scorpion spirit that died was like mud, and the dozens of runes on his body failed to protect him.

He actually tried to use the power of runes to deal with Wu Chong, but unfortunately failed. The gap between borrowing and mastering is vividly expressed at this moment.

"Everything was planned."

Wu Chong looked back at the Tianqi people behind him, and said with a determined face.

The three of them stood there sluggishly, looking at the inhuman-like scorpion spirit that had been beaten.

If you don't speak, you agree?

Can this still speak!

Several people didn't know what to say, especially the turtle spirit, who opened his mouth with difficulty, and finally couldn't say a word.

"Let's go, go in and see my field."

Wu Chong waved his hand.

Tian was already his, and the scorpion spirit agreed.

A few of the younger brothers who followed the scorpion spirit next to him retreated step by step with their weapons, and no one dared to stop him. Later, the three of them had been numbed by the operation of the big boss, so they could only follow.

Inside the Grey Mist Mountains, there is a completely enclosed canyon.

The wind from the spirit world can't blow in here, and if it rains, it's sheltered by the stone houses they built, and the only danger is the wandering spirit sound. However, things like the voice of the spirit world are not encountered every day, and with the protection of the scorpion essence, which is a five-hundred-year overhaul, this place is already very safe compared to the outside.

After Wu Chong and his party walked in, they quickly attracted the attention of the 'Tian Nu' inside.

One of the spider spirit flowers showed a ghostly look after seeing Wu Chong. This spider spirit was the woman in black who wanted to recruit Wu Chong to explore the ruins together in the Great Apocalypse World, and was one of the few 'higher beings' that Wu Chong first came into contact with.

"How is he?"

In order to pull Wu Chong to explore the ruins with her, she specially remembered Wu Chong's breath, and because of this, she could recognize it at a glance.

Wu Chong didn't recognize the identity of the spider spirit, and the image of the spirit world was different from the following, it was a spirit body derived from the source of the exercises. If you haven't specifically memorized the breath, it's basically impossible to recognize.

His attention was now all on Lingtian.

"Why is it like that?"

After a round of shopping, Wu Da was very dissatisfied, Lingtian is very small, not to mention an acre of land, which adds up to the size of a toilet. This is completely different from the fertile field he expected, just by relying on such a little land, he can turn into a god in the year of the monkey and return to the void? Not to mention the ultimate goal of immortality.

"It is very difficult to plant the spiritual ground, and the thoughts and dreams of the world below are very abstract. Some people's dreams will also give birth to dream monsters, and it is very dangerous to deal with, so ......"

The steward said cautiously.

He didn't know who the toad spirit was, and he didn't know why he was asking.

It's just feeling like a big guy.

It shouldn't be wrong, if it weren't for the big guy, the King of Black Scorpion would definitely not let him in.

"Right now, this land is already the result of our 300 people rotating to survive."

A hint of disgust flashed in Wu Chong's eyes.

What's the difference between this and a bunch of people holding a bun and not starving to death? He wants to be a big landlord, not a rookie struggling on the verge of starvation.

"What about the things that the fields produce? Let's try two first. ”

Although the land is a little smaller, I don't know how to produce it. I heard that this is a fertile land formed by the convergence of more than 30 countries, and it should not be too collapsed.

"Huh?"

The steward was dumbfounded.

Lingtian is the most precious resource of the Gray Mist Mountain Range, and the things produced in it are things that can only be enjoyed by the King of Black Scorpions. The 'distinguished guest' in front of him didn't look like he was easy to talk to, especially the fangs.

Thinking of this, the steward looked at the steward of the Gray Mist Mountain Range who was escorting behind the 'distinguished guest'.

A grizzly bear.

Because he has been following behind with a weapon, he was subconsciously regarded as a guard by the steward.

The grizzly bear who was seen shook subconsciously, and realized that the toad spirit was about to turn back, and he went up and slapped him.

"Adults say you want to taste it, you can taste it, what kind of ink are you!"

Grizzly bears are scared too.

The King of the Black Scorpion is still lying outside, and I don't know if it's cold. In this case, how can it bear this small body.

"This king, this is the idea that has just been produced in the spiritual field......"

The steward who was slapped carefully went back to the ground and took out a ball of light, from this group of light, Wu Chong sensed a rich pure aura, and put it below, such a large group of pure aura would take at least a hundred and ten night demons to purify it, and the quality would not be comparable to this.

No wonder they all want to farm! The harvest is indeed better than the world below.

After eating it in one bite, Wu Chong smacked his mouth.

The gap between the teeth is gone before it is filled.

The taste is good, but it's too small.

"How much can a thought like this produce in a day?" If you can eat 180 a day, Wu Da Dang is ready to settle here.

One day?

Hearing Wu Chong's question, the steward didn't know how to answer, this uncle didn't know, was the bite he just took for three days? This kind of purified high-intensity aura is basically impossible to live in the world below, even if it is created with a night demon. Only in a place like the spiritual realm, watering with the dreams of countless people, can it grow.

"It's three days of production ......"

The steward said embarrassedly.

That's it for three days?

Production must be expanded, and only when the output goes up can there be hope for longevity. For Wu Chong, as long as the 'Pure Aura' is enough, the capacity of his body will be improved, and the rest of his cultivation can be done with experience points. He doesn't have to be like the Tianqi and them, and he still has to use the aura to 'refine the gods'.

He is God in Himself!

"Why is the yield so low? Isn't it more than thirty countries? ”

Wu Chong walked to the edge of the spiritual field, a group of 'field slaves' quickly retreated, and in the crowd, the spider spirit of the woman in the black dress was also mixed in, she made sure a few times just now, and she was sure that she didn't recognize the wrong person.

But then there are more problems.

This strength is completely incompatible!

The 'Higher Beings' who came out of a small place were already considered lucky to be able to enter the Spirit Realm, how could they become so strong in a short period of time. If it was so easy to become stronger, wouldn't she have lived on a dog all these years!