When Ke Xiaoliang's eyes fell on the small gourd tattoo, a wonderful feeling rose from his heart.

Ke Xiaoliang felt as if he was in control of a 'world' in which he could do whatever he wanted.

Then in the next second, Ke Xiaoliang found that his 'world' was very small, only a range of less than thirty meters in diameter.

And he can do whatever he wants in this small world, as long as he has enough magic points.

With magic points, he can become the creator of this small world.

Without demonic value, he is just an observer who wanders above the world, and can do nothing but watch.

Ke Xiaoliang tried to create a fist-sized stone in the Huzhong world.

Consumes about 0.001 mana.

And the magic value that came in before 'recharge', a hundred points disappeared forever, and it should be used to activate this Huzhong Realm.

There are forty-eight points remaining.

"Can you bring items from the outside world into this Huzhong Realm?" Ke Xiaoliang thought for a moment.

He raised his eyes and glanced at the big hole under his feet, and the oil pot in the big hole.

In an instant, the oil pot and the white snake in the oil pot disappeared into the hole and appeared in the blank Huzhong Realm.

It is true that foreign objects can be included in the Huzhong realm.

But Ke Xiaoliang's face was difficult to look at.

Because just that kind of behavior consumes ten magic points.

"A pot of oil consumes ten magic points when it is put in... This is too expensive, isn't it? It seems that it is not practical to use the Huzhong Realm as storage equipment. Ke Xiaoliang came to such a conclusion, but the development of the golden finger temporarily fell into an impasse.

Subsequently, he tentatively made an identical oil pot in the Huzhong realm.

Consumes 0.01 point of mana.

With a wave of his hand, he created an illusory box in the Huzhong realm, and transcribed the contents that had been listed on paper outside the realm into the box.

New content was added later.

Goldfinger: A gourd vine, the effect is known part, irrigated with magic value, the gourd can be obtained, there is a gourd in the gourd, the boundary can be created, it is not recommended to store, whether the creation in the realm can be taken out, used in the outside world, how much is consumed, I don't know for the time being. Due to the limited deposit, related experiments··· Respite.

Comment: Poverty is temporary, and if you want to be rich, you must use your brain to get rich.

Then the illusory box rolled, like a transparent piece of paper, slowly seeping into the air and disappearing.

Nonsense, build a box, and spend a little bit of magic value.

"The main function of the Huzhong Realm is to create things, so the consumption of creation in the Huzhong Realm is relatively low. Of course, perhaps the amount of consumption has something to do with the objects I have created. Ke Xiaoliang concluded.

Then with another wave of his hand, the oil pot that was created and the oil pot that was carried in were wiped out from this Huzhong realm at the same time.

The magic value is 0.02 points.

Obviously, the items created, and the items brought in from the outside world, can be recycled and reconverted into magical values within the Huzhong realm.

It's just that it is unrealistic to recover items from the outside world and take them to the Huzhong realm for recycling and digestion.

The gain is far from proportional to the effort.

"Since the items created in the realm can be recycled and almost not consumed, then I can rest assured that I can experiment boldly. ”

Thinking of this, Ke Xiaoliang began to create trees, flowers, insects and fish.

They were then all recycled.

In conclusion, dead things are cheaper than living things, and spirituality is cheaper than spirituality. It can't be done yet, because the magic value is not enough. ”

"That's right! and this thing!" Ke Xiaoliang's gaze was in the Huzhong realm, and a phantom shadow appeared dimly, connected with a soul in the distance.

"This is stripped from the corpse of the white snake, and it belongs to Xie Ying's demonic spirit. His demon seed has been successfully conceived, and he should have unlocked part of the fragment of the demon shadow clone, so he can pin part of his demon spirit on the white snake and incarnate into a white-skinned beauty. Ke Xiaoliang tried to touch the demonic phantom.

In the next instant, the five points of magic value were really consumed.

And between him and Xie Ying, there seems to be an extra connection.

As long as he had a thought, he could pull Xie Ying's consciousness into the Huzhong Realm.

Because of the magic spirit as a medium, the consumption is not large, and it only costs five more magic points.

At this time, an idea that tends to be complete began to take shape in Ke Xiaoliang's consciousness.

On the highest floor of the Windward Attic, in a room covered with black flags, Xie Ying slowly opened his eyes.

Fang Cai's pranayama finally quelled the backlash caused by his demon seed riot.

But it also consumed most of the magic yuan (magic value) he had collected in recent days.

"Ke Xiaoliang... Hello! It's really good!" Xie Ying's face was full of hideousness, and he couldn't wait to tear Ke Xiaoliang apart immediately.

But in the end, Xie Ying temporarily restrained his anger.

Under the premise that he has not been ignited with mana, he can only use the magic power of the demon seed, and he is not necessarily stronger than ordinary people when he collides head-on.

With Ke Xiaoliang's scheming before, Xie Ying was not sure if he would step into another trap if he went to take revenge in person.

"You shit, I'm going to let you live one more night. Xie Ying was full of planning, and the next revenge, the cold expression on his face, couldn't be restrained at all.

The bad is very obvious, and the next one to hit the street should be simply decisive.

Suddenly, Xie Ying felt that something was attracting and calling him.

It felt very intimate, as if I was going back to my hometown, to the source of life.

Subconsciously, he responded to the call.

Smack!

Xie Ying was thrown heavily on a high cliff.

All around are misty clouds.

At the top of the cliff, there is no more than a five-meter radius to move your feet.

Lying on the edge of the cliff and looking down, I saw that the clouds were deep and the fog was heavy, and the sky was high and the wind was urgent.

I don't know exactly how high.

Xie Ying was completely stunned.

"I'm here... What's wrong?"

"Who is it?"

"Who's scheming on me?"

"My father is the outer deacon of the Ten Demon Sect, and my mother is the personal servant of the six elders of the Desire Flower Palace. Your Excellency has let me go, let's turn the war into a jade silk. If not... Don't blame me for turning my face and not being emotional!"

Xie Ying began to stand on the cliff, shouting.

But no one responded.

On the other side, Ke Xiaoliang, who was blurring into the entire sky, watching Xie Ying spin around on the cliff, quietly attracted a gust of wind.

Call!

The wind blew, Xie Ying couldn't stand at all, and was blown down the cliff by the strong wind.

Xie Ying, who was frightened, screamed in mid-air, almost fainting. But halfway up the mountain, an ancient pine tree that 'happened to be poking out' caught the falling body.

Xie Ying lay on the tree pole, trembling and shaking.

Xie Ying, who had just conceived the demon seed, was far from the rumored monk's journey in the wind, but he was still far away, and the panic of falling from a high place was definitely a nightmare for him that he did not want to look back.

"The magic value has arrived... Ten o'clock!" Ke Xiaoliang dubbed himself, and unfolded the virtual box, adding a new number to his magic value balance.

"Is this cutting leeks?"

"That's great! Then let's do it again a hundred million times!" Ke Xiaoliang showed a pure smile on his face.

Then another gust of wind sent Xie Ying down the ancient pine and continued to fall down the cliff.