In the fairly open valley, Ke Xiaoliang tried to make a multi-line jump in a short period of time, but fell out of the relatively static state of shuttling through the Yuan Magnetic.

Reaching out and looking at the fine cracks on his arm, Ke Xiaoliang took out a spirit pill and swallowed it slowly.

"It's still a matter of physical strength, although the high martial arts world also has external strength, but the main body is based on true qi, and those defense-based divine skills are actually all based on true qi to form gang qi and carry out external defense, and the strengthening of the physical body's essential strength is really limited. At least it's far less than casting some kind of demon body and Dao body in reality. ”

"Jumping between the meta-magnetic fields seems to me to be relatively stationary, but in fact it is shuttling at a speed like light, which will cause great pressure on my body. If it's a controlled and disorderly jump, as long as it's not too much, my body can still bear it. But if you want to be alone... Then I have to strengthen my physical strength. Or get a special set of equipment to protect your body. Ke Xiaoliang thought to himself.

Although Ke Xiaoliang has not made a move since the first battle of the Blood Demon Palace (the five uglies of Kurokawa have cried), the monk is exactly like this.

Retreat, practice, polish mana, accumulate true qi, practice spells, and control magic weapons. The purpose has never been to fight fiercely, but to protect one's own body and cross the catastrophe into the Tao.

Therefore, it is possible not to make a move, but the corresponding preparation must be there.

The sword can be unsheathed, but there must be a sword in the hand.

"After the complete follow-up of the Yin Demon Body, I don't plan to practice. The demon body of the Demon Sect is just like that, and it is basically developing in the direction of being inappropriate. Of course, you don't have to force any Dao body, god body, treasure body... If there is, there is, and if there is none, there is nothing. I can use the Huzhong Realm to exchange for treasures that correspondingly enhance the quality of the physical body, evolve the physical body from the root, and refine the physical body. ”

"So... I still have to make money! Open source and interception... Can't be missing!"

Ke Xiaoliang's thoughts flickered in his mind, a certain policy that had been set up before but had not been implemented was quietly promoted.

At this time, the three monks of the Huzhong Realm all received the news.

"All monks can reduce the reality cooldown after death (exit) at the cost of consuming plot points in advance. With 1,000 plot points offsetting the reality cooldown for one day, please be cautious and not forced. Successive deaths, or soul breakdowns, do what you can!" all the monks had such a large line of words in the box of the system panel.

It's just a large group of ordinary monks, but after watching it hastily, they directly clicked on the extremely small × number above the subtitles.

"A thousand points a day, ten days is ten thousand... Heh, it's as if I can get 10,000 plot points. An ordinary galaxy monk slashed the neck of a fire demon with a single sword, and then spat and sneered.

"You guys, you come! Sure enough, I'm not worthy! I thought I hadn't been offline for many days, and I should take care of my few unconscious apprentices. Now it seems... Let's let the disciples practice on their own! Although they have just learned to practice qi, they can't say anything about Bigu or anything, but the fruit trees on the mountain... You should be able to manage your fill!" said a monk from a small sect who stood on his own, but in fact could only be called a casual cultivator.

Obviously, Ke Xiaoliang's pricing is not satisfactory to everyone.

Or rather... It was the vast group of monks who were extremely dissatisfied.

But Ke Xiaoliang did it on purpose!

The existence of the cooldown time is to prevent the Huzhong Realm from really becoming a playground for monks.

If you want to get in, you can get out... So what is Ke Xiaoliang when he?

Although they are all migrant workers who move bricks, there is still an essential difference between players with certain house attributes and monks with full house attributes.

The former is happy to play games, while the latter is only satisfied with their own spiritual needs and does not have much demand for entertainment.

Without the 'awe' of death and downline, Ke Xiaoliang's difficulty in earning magic points will continue to rise.

Although those elder-level monks can provide more than 10,000 magic points every time. But there is no doubt that what really makes Ke Xiaoliang rich are the ordinary people who can only provide hundreds or thousands of magic points at a time.

As we all know, those who do the mass market are the richest people, and those who do high-end customization are poor and exquisite.

Opposite to the vast number of poor ghost monks, there are those local tyrant monks who have collected a large number of plot points by relying on real kryptonite.

The real boss, the local tyrant, the Song, the double agent, Qingwen, is one of the monks who is willing to spend money to buy time.

At this time, Song Qingwen put down the data report in his hand.

Then he took off his glasses on the bridge of his nose.

"I haven't been out since I last came in, and there are some things in reality that are indeed imminent and need to be dealt with. It's nice to have such a new plan. It should be that great power, the invasion of the worlds has reached a certain level, so you can change the rules more flexibly!" Song Qingwen casually spent 10,000 plot points, and then chose to go offline without any psychological burden.

10,000 only... Sprinkle the water!

At this time, Ke Xiaoliang got the feedback data in time.

"After the introduction of the new Krypton offline function, more than 1,000 people chose to buy a ten-day, nine-day, or eight-day cooldown elimination, and then chose to return to reality. ”

"Are there so many 'rich people' in Huzhong now?"

"But it gave me a small bite. It's back to tens of millions in the blink of an eye, and the key is... It's a no-brainer, and it's not expensive for me!"

"Not only that, but those low-level monks who can only watch others buy cooldown reductions, and they have to work hard to move bricks, they have provided me with a large wave of magic points, which can be regarded as a double reward for me. ”

Ke Xiaoliang instantly felt that he had the money he used to refine his body.

After all, the balance in the account is used to make money.

This kind of 'white picking' is cheap and used to consume luxury.

Looking at the prosperity in the Huzhong realm.

Ke Xiaoliang nodded in satisfaction.

"To be as sympathetic to the people's feelings as I am, to be anxious about what people are anxious about, to think about what people think, to meet the living needs of the vast number of toiling people, and to solve the embarrassment of their time relationship between several worlds. I am simply a model worker in the Heavenly Dao circle, if there is really a Heavenly Dao chat group, then I must be the most responsible, the most loving, and the one that is most admired and loved by the people of my world. Ke Xiaoliang was very imaginative and even showed his signature smile.

At this time, Li Xingzhou, who was chased like a dog, also chose to spend 9,000 plot points offline.

Use one day of reality, ten days of the high-martial arts world, to avoid encirclement and search.

In the high-martial arts world, as long as you avoid the crowd and avoid the natives offline, then when you go online again, you can still maintain your original identity.

If you don't avoid the crowd, then you will have the option of falling unconscious on the spot, going mad on the spot, and dying on the spot.

"It cost another nine thousand points... I hope I can hide this time! The plot points that I managed to save up... It always feels like the meat has been slowly cut, and it has all been cut away... Li Xingzhou in reality, standing in the Blood Demon Palace that was being rebuilt, looked at the thick blood cloud, and sighed that he was getting poorer.