"Reinforcement Point: 618."

In the past ten days, although Su Ming was recovering his essence and blood, the decomposition weapon had not stopped.

Therefore, compared to ten days ago, his strengthening points not only did not decrease, but increased to 618 points.

Seeing this, Su Ming groaned.

"618 enhancement points, if all of them are used to strengthen paper puppets, you can strengthen 61 paper puppets, plus the existing 4, it is enough to form an army of paper puppets composed of 65 paper puppets."

But then he shook his head again.

This idea is undoubtedly a bit too idealistic, although the paper puppet house can greatly increase the number of control puppets, Su Ming never believes that it can be increased so much.

Everything has its limits, let alone the paper golem house that has just been refined.

Time passed.

Day 4.

The number of paper puppets that they can control has reached their limit.

Su Ming looked at the 5 sword and shield paper men and the 5 bow and arrow paper figures in front of him, and muttered, "It turns out that the paper puppet house can only control a maximum of 10 paper puppets.

Also, compared to the previous one, which could only control two paper puppets, there are already 8 more, which is indeed a great increase in the number of paper puppets controlled. ”

As soon as he thought of this, Su Ming set his eyes on the Hall of Immortals again.

Just as he thought fourteen days ago, when the number of paper puppets reached the carrying limit of the Immortal Palace, it was the time to strengthen and promote the Immortal Palace.

Thinking of this, he no longer hesitated.

Reaching out and holding the Hall of Immortals suspended in the palm of his hand, a solid feeling came from the palm of his hand.

The next moment.

A message flashed through his mind.

"If you find a special magic weapon, do you decompose/strengthen it?"

"Strengthen!"

Su Ming immediately chose to strengthen.

Suddenly, 10 enhancement points were deducted from Su Ming's mind, and he still had 557 enhancement points left in his savings of reinforcement points.

I saw a flash of golden light on the hall of immortals, and then it went out again.

"No response?"

Su Ming was stunned.

No, it's not unresponsive.

As the owner of the Hall of Immortals, Su Ming could clearly feel that the Hall of Immortals had undergone a slight change under the strengthening of the 10-point strengthening point.

Because he vaguely heard the sound of "heartbeat" coming from the immortal hall.

Divine channel species!

Su Ming immediately understood what this heartbeat represented.

Immediately, he no longer hesitated, and smashed down with another 10 strengthening points.

"Boom!"

This time, the sound of the heartbeat was noticeably clearer.

Perhaps in the eyes of outsiders, the mini immortal hall in front of him was just getting stronger, but in Su Ming's eyes, the speed at which it was giving birth to the Divine Channel Seed was accelerating.

Su Ming knew that most of the strengthening points he smashed down had been absorbed by this Divine Channel Seed.

"It's worthy of being a divine channel species, 20 enhancement points are enough for me to strengthen a first-order lower-grade magic weapon to a second-order lower-grade magic weapon, and you have no reaction!"

Seeing this, Su Ming's heart was crossed, and he continued to smash the strengthening point to strengthen.

“537”、“527”、“517”......

The strengthening points in Su Ming's mind continued to decrease, and apart from the acceleration of the "heartbeat" and the overall structure of the Immortal Palace, there were no other changes.

Not even the number of paper puppets has been able to increase.

As Su Ming expected, it was extremely difficult for the Divine Channel Seed to be successfully conceived.

It's also thanks to the fact that he uses strengthening points, if it is replaced by essence blood refining, it is estimated that it is worth thousands or even tens of thousands of drops of essence blood.

Ten reinforcements in a row.

A full 100 enhancement points were smashed down, and the aura of the Immortal Hall suddenly transformed.

"Boom!"

An extremely powerful aura erupted from the halls of immortals.

Fortunately, Su Ming had arranged the Five Elements Trapped Dragon Formation in the room in advance, otherwise at this time when the demonic calamity was raging, this aura would definitely attract the patrol team monks to check it.

"Success?"

Su Ming set his eyes on the Hall of Immortals.

......

The main peak of Chiyun Peak.

Moyun Shangren Dojo.

Three figures came from the sky, and these three figures, two men and one woman, were all disciples accepted by Master Moyun after he broke through the Jindan period.

As the only female disciple of the Master of Moyun, and the youngest disciple, Mu Qingyan has always been taken care of by the two senior brothers and the Master of Moyun.

"Two senior brothers,"

Mu Qingyan flew down from the crane and saluted the two senior brothers, "I don't know why the master called us here this time?" ”

The eldest disciple of the Master Moyun has white hair and a kind appearance.

Although he has the cultivation of the later stage of foundation building, the whole person shows an old state, obviously, this person is approaching the end of his life.

"Senior Sister Mu, I guess the master came to us, maybe for the sake of the demon disaster in Shangyang County."

At the mention of the Shangyang County Demon Calamity, Mu Qingyan and another disciple of the Master Moyun all frowned.

Obviously, the demonic disaster that broke out in Shangyang County during this period of time not only brought great chaos to Shangyang County, but also affected the stability of Qingshuifang City.

As the master of Qingshuifang City, Master Moyun would definitely not be able to sit still.

"Boss, Qingshan, Qingyan, since you're here, why don't you come in?"

As the three of them spoke, a voice sounded in their heads.

Hearing this, the three of them looked dazed, and immediately arched their hands towards the most majestic palace in the Chiyun Peak Dojo, and said, "Yes, Master!" ”

With that, the three of them immediately rushed towards the palace.

Moment.

The three of them met their master, who was also the only Jindan monk in Shangyang County, the Venerable Moyun.

"See Master."

Seeing the Venerable Mo Yun sitting on the lotus cloud bed, the three of them did not dare to slack off, and immediately saluted each other.

After the ceremony, the three of them stood silently, waiting for the instructions of the Venerable Moyun.

"This seat is looking for you to come here to discuss the matter of quelling the demon disaster in Shangyang County."

When the three of them heard this, they all showed expressions that were really like this.

But none of the three interjected, but waited for the instructions of the Venerable Mo Yun.

"This demon disaster is very serious, it has alarmed the high-level of Lingbao Mountain, Lingbao Mountain passed down the decree, ordering my Qingshuifang City to unite with the Shangyang County Zhuji family, at all costs, to quell the demon disaster."

Master Mo Yun said expressionlessly.

Hearing this, Mu Qingyan couldn't help but say, "Master, doesn't Lingbao Mountain send someone here?" ”

Master Moyun shook his head and sighed, "The demonic calamity in Shangyang County can only rely on ourselves. ”

Hearing this, all of the three of them, except for the eldest disciple who was about to sit down, clenched their fists.

"Green hills, light face."

"The disciple is here."

Yuan Qingshan and Mu Qingyan stepped forward.

"The demon disaster in Shangyang County is getting worse and worse, I order the two of you to go to Zhang, Zhao, and Qian in Shangyang County immediately to discuss the joint suppression of demons, there must be no mistake!"

With that, Master Moyun waved his hand.

A token flew towards the two.

"It's ...... Lingbao Mountain's Demon Punishment Order! ”

Mu Qingyan took the token and raised his head in shock.

Master Moyun waved his hand: "Go ahead." ”

"Disciple obeys the master's orders!"

Anyway.

The two quickly exited the main hall and left in the air.

"Boss, you ......"

Master Mo Yun looked at the person in front of him with a look of regret and hesitation.

"Master, my life is approaching, so these things will not be mixed."

The eldest disciple of the Moyun Venerable said with a smile.

"Okay, okay, you go too."

Master Moyun sighed and waved his hand.

The white-haired person sends the black-haired person, even if it is a person on the ink cloud, it is inevitable that he will be a little sad.