He Lingchuan walked along the way and found that the denser the forest, the more fragrant and sweet the mountain was occupied by others. The dense foliage can take on more Emperor Slurry, giving the practitioner time and opportunity to harvest.

If the emperor slurry falls directly to the water surface and mud, it will penetrate directly, and no one can dig it back.

So where he is now, even the mountain and wild demons don't bother to occupy it.

This time out of the city, he set a goal for himself:

Low profile.

Collect as much emperor slurry as you can in a low-key manner.

Now he climbed to the tallest tree nearby, and stepped on the highest branch:

"It's just right here."

The metasequoia tree was twenty-two feet tall, a head taller than the low hill behind.

He Lingchuan stood on its highest branch and could overlook the entire small lake.

He's waiting.

Wait for a suitable mountain breeze.

After a while, his coat began to fly up and down.

The wind is in the right direction.

He Lingchuan took out two eyeball spiders from his arms, and threw them high in the northbound and northeast directions respectively:

"Go ahead."

These two little guys were as light as nothing, and they were blown away by the wind in an instant.

But they left two strands of spider silk behind them, which were wrapped around the thick branches behind He Lingchuan.

Zhu Erniang's silk is as thin as human hair but stronger than steel.

He Lingchuan was not in a hurry, and sat down and waited in place.

About a quarter of an hour later, there was a slight movement.

This kind of throbbing is completely different from the wind trembling, He Lingchuan has been with the eyeball spider for a long time, and he also has a little experience, knowing that this is one of the eyeball spiders that has arrived at the destination, and he has a code.

Soon, another strand of silk also moved.

This step went unexpectedly smoothly, and the two eyeball spiders were done:

Carried by the wind, they drifted all the way across the lake to the trees by the lake.

Once they have adjusted their position, they wrap their silk around it.

Next, He Lingchuan recovered them again, and then selected a few directions to concoct them in the same way.

After about an hour, the bottom grid of a giant spider web was laid, spanning four acres of water, and the grid was coarse.

Eyeball spiders can only do this at most, they are too small to spit out more spider silk.

So, He Lingchuan took out the Xia Yun brocade given by Zhu Erniang from the storage ring, and unfolded them and spread them on the bottom grid.

At that time, he extorted ten Yunjin from Zhu Erniang, but he didn't expect it to come in handy so soon.

Ordinary cotton and linen are at most one or two layers, but Zhu Erniang's Xia curtain is different. This ancient demon has always been very realistic, and each horse is at least seven layers or more, and when he is in a good mood, he may be stacked to ten layers.

After He Lingchuan refined the auxiliary medicine in the hostel, he temporarily hired more than a dozen weavers to come over to help him dismantle the brocade, dismantle all the multi-layer brocade into a single layer, and then spliced it together. Because of the hurry, needlework does not need to be beautiful, as long as it is strong enough.

If Zhu Erniang saw her hard work being treated so roughly, she might run away on the spot.

Rao is like this, the ten horses of cloud brocade disassembled did not completely cover the surface of the lake, only covering most of the center.

But He Lingchuan was already very satisfied.

On the Three Heart Lake, such a giant spider web was hung for the first time.

He jumped onto the giant cloud brocade net that had just been laid and climbed to the center to stand still.

The whole net naturally droops, the arc is very soft, and the lowest point is where he stands.

The heart guard had been observing his movements, and then "Wow" said, "You kid, the cloth is very big."

It saw what He Lingchuan was going to do.

Busy until now, the two eyeball spiders are tired and fart, lying on the web and sucking the pheasants they have just caught as snacks.

He Lingchuan leaned back, half sitting and half lying, as if he was perched on a giant hammock, looking very comfortable.

But he was not idle in his hands, and took out handfuls of bamboo chopsticks and sharpened them with a knife.

He bought it from two restaurants on the edge of the hostel, and the shopkeeper didn't expect that there would be people asking for such a few goods.

Wait for He Lingchuan to finish cutting all the bamboo chopsticks, and the west will be glowing.

He was half-lying on the large net of the hanging lake, enjoying the sunset while enjoying dinner.

On the edge of the inn where the Shimen caravan settled, there was a 30-year-old smoked and marinated brand, and the signature dish was the smoked and marinated pig's trotters that he held in his hand at the moment, tearing open the black skin, and inside were snow-white hoof flowers, fat but not greasy, crisp but not rotten, and the smell of fireworks was just right, and it was particularly chewy.

The main dish is two large bowls of brown sugar rice cakes, accompanied by half a pot of sweet and sour plum wine.

He Lingchuan was comfortable eating, patted his belly and stretched.

He had to be well fed at night.

Seeing that it was getting late, he also said to the heart guard, "Borrow your evil ghost."

"Okay." What does it take to refuse?

He Lingchuan lifted the mirror, and three black smoke burst out of the mirror and went to the nearby woods.

As soon as the sun set, three black shadows burst out of the forest and jumped along the spider's silk to the web.

These are three large horse monkeys with oil heads and blue faces, and they are about to catch up with the height of adults when they stand upright, and the mountain people also call them mandrills.

He Lingchuan didn't get up to stop it, he could clearly see that the three-headed evil ghost released by the dementor mirror was attached to the mandrill.

He threw the leftovers, along with the pork bones.

The mountain thorn was in his hand, and he was happy to gnaw on it.

With them standing guard, He Lingchuan put his hands behind his head and closed his eyes to recuperate.

The cobwebs were light, swaying gently with the night wind, like a cradle, and he soon fell into a false sleep.

Time passed slowly, the mountain lake in the night was shrouded in bright moonlight, and the forest birds occasionally stumbled and stumbled, but soon calmed down.

The wind rose, but then subsided.

I don't know how long it took, but the four fields suddenly fell silent, like the calm before the storm.

He Lingchuan felt something in his heart, and suddenly opened his eyes and sat up.

Here it comes.

It began to rain in the sky, first with stars, and then with a dense rain.

He Lingchuan stretched out his hand, and just as a raindrop fell on the palm of his hand, light green, slightly thick, and a strange fragrance that penetrated deep into the soul and aroused fanaticism.

This time, the forecast from Lingxu City was extremely accurate-

The Emperor Slurry has arrived!

He Lingchuan put his tongue against the roof of his mouth, looked at his nose and nose, and tried his best to suppress the greedy thoughts in his heart, expand his divine thoughts, and be strictly vigilant.

Just like last time, the creatures in the mountains and forests went berserk, and even the lake below began to churn.

This time, the rain of Emperor Flowing Pulp was more intensive, and the aroma was naturally stronger, which was enough to make the unenlightened creatures go crazy.

They were collecting Emperor Liquid Pulp everywhere, but He Lingchuan didn't need to be as busy as them, just standing still.

The emperor slurry rain is a liquid, and when it drops on the clouds, it will naturally flow down the spider silk, that is, it will gather from all directions and flow until the lowest point----

That is, He Lingchuan's feet.

He hung a bucket here, and it was safe and secure.

After experiencing an outbreak of emperor pulp in reality and dreams, He Lingchuan felt a little way. If you want to encroach on the emperor's slurry, there are only two principles:

Maximum area, shortest time.

Therefore, the major forces of Fuxin City and the official of Panlong City in the dream realm have to occupy the mountains and wilderness in the suburbs, that is, to occupy the area.

It is also necessary to collect the rain slurry in the shortest possible time.

After all, this thing fell into the ground and escaped.

When it is dawn, it will also vaporize and go away.

He Lingchuan weaves such a big net, which is equivalent to covering most of the emperor's slurry on the surface of the lake, and he doesn't have to collect it himself. Although the area is not as good as that of the nobles of Fufeng City, it is more efficient and operable.

This is how spiders usually collect clean dew, and he has been observing the Devil's Nest Swamp a lot, and a few days ago, he had an idea to come up with this leak

Bucket-shaped automatic collector.

The heart shield sighed with envy: "It's a pity that I don't have hands or feet, and I can't get a piece of the pie."

He Lingchuan saw through its hypocrisy at a glance: "If you protect the Fa for me, maybe it will be beneficial to you."

The mirror shook: "Really?"

"Did I lie to you?"

Didn't you? The mirror didn't have time to think about it, because He Lingchuan said in a deep voice, "Attention, the robber is coming." After that, he casually took out the puppet mask and put it on his face.

Now, he wants to be a hidden person.

In fact, the fish in the lake were also confused by the emperor slurry on the spider web, and jumped out of the water one by one, but unfortunately none of them had the potential to jump over the dragon gate. He Lingchuan found out that the fish in this lake were actually not small, the longest one was more than seven feet, mixed with scales, black armor, and all over the corners of his mouth, two pots of long master jin lamb sheng i, and two bottles of long whiskers.

It can't come up in the water, it's easy to do, but the robbers in the air are also attracted to it.

In the mountains and forests, birds and beasts from all walks of life have long been inextricably matched, and the strange fragrance on the large net of the lake attracts them to shift their targets.

Dozens of birds came first, and regardless of whether their eyesight was good or not, they threw themselves on the web to lick the imperial slurry on the spider silk.

He Lingchuan sharpened the bamboo chopsticks for more than an hour, and at this time he used them as flying knives and shot them out one by one.

His projection is already very good, and these guys don't have much dodge ability, one shot at a time.

The three-headed demon manipulated the mountain trip also joined the battle, and at the same time pulled out the bamboo chopsticks and returned them to He Lingchuan for recycling.

He Lingchuan ordered them to throw the carcasses of the birds into the nearby woods or the ground, and the feathers of these things were stained with a little emperor slurry, and soon became a new target for other birds and beasts to compete for, diverting the pressure of the cobwebs.

As for other moths, butterflies, ants, etc., the size is too small, He Lingchuan can only turn a blind eye, and this matter cannot be perfect.

It was also Xia Wei who was taken away by Zhu Erniang, otherwise these creatures would not be able to escape.

The bucket hanging under the cobwebs was quickly half full.

The harvest of this hour alone is about five or six times more than the sum of the previous whole night. Even though the amount of rain is heavier today, the main point is that he collected it properly.

Some birds wanted to come and grab the bucket, but he took care of them and fell into the lake screaming.

He was even so extravagant that he dipped a little bit of imperial slurry and smeared it directly on the cracks in the heart goggles.

This is called rain and dew evening.

The mirror screamed and was filled with joy.

The Emperor Liquid Slurry in the barrel was very thick, and the crack on the mirror surface that had been cut by the floating knife was slowly closed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

He Lingchuan didn't have time to look at it twice, he was very busy, there were too many robbers, and his two fists were hard to beat with four hands.