When Master Huang Wu was refining, he closed the stone door of the refining room, Shui Xin and his senior brother went to wait outside, and the two gods were bored and walked around in the refining hall.

"Senior brother gave me a divine weapon, and I also have something to give to senior brother, give. ”

Shui Xin's hand shone brightly, and a green jade gourd appeared, and she handed it over.

"Wine. ”

Zhan Bahuang opened the stopper and smelled it, there was a strong aroma of wine, and there was a faint sound of dragon groaning.

"This is the 'Tianlong Brew' has the effect of flesh and bones, as well as the effect of strengthening the body, I am brewed with hundreds of kinds of exotic flowers and fruits in the sea, this is my heart, senior brother must accept it, in order to repay the senior brother for your gift of sword love." ”

Shui Xin said with a little pain, this kind of healing treasure wine, but not much, her efforts in the past three hundred years have brewed this little gourd, if she drinks this wine when she is seriously injured and dying, and recovers from her injuries, it is equivalent to one more life, and she herself is reluctant to drink a sip.

In terms of actual value, this wine is a little more precious than a fifth-order divine soldier, after all, a divine soldier is easy to obtain, and life is rare.

Since three hundred years ago, the Qingshen clan betrayed the gods and was destroyed by the Ju clan, there is no precious medicine cultivated by the Qingshen clan, for so many years, all kinds of pills are in short supply, although there are still a few young Qingshen in the world, but these young Qingshen have not been inherited by the ancient Qingshen clan, and they don't know how to cultivate excellent medicines, and they are in the stage of exploration.

Therefore, the Protoss will not have too sufficient supply of treasure medicine for a long time, and as for the treasure medicine in the wilderness outside, it is mostly grown in some dangerous places, or guarded by powerful creatures, and the difficulty of obtaining it is not low.

In addition, the Protoss has always relied too much on the Qingshen clan to cultivate treasure medicine in the past, and almost no medicinal fields have been cultivated, and now they are all reclaimed by the Qingshen in the past, and the treasure medicine in it is used a little less, even if it is reclaimed, it will not solve the urgent need, the growth of treasure medicine often takes tens of hundreds of years, and some treasure medicines need thousands of years to mature, and it is not at all possible to grow a scale in a short time.

Wars between the Protoss and those alien races also occur from time to time, and every time the war starts, there is a need for enough supply of healing pills, and over time, a lot of the reserves in the warehouse are consumed, and there is not much left, and the price of healing pills is also rising again and again.

"Tianlong Brew, which ranks sixty-third on the list of divine wines, I didn't expect it to be brewed by you, and I accepted this gift. ”

Zhan Bahuang solemnly put away the gourd, he knew that this wine was precious, it belonged to the wine that had no price and no market, and other gods could not ask for it, so he naturally would not refuse.

"Smack!"

"Don't give me a lazy ......"

As soon as the words fell, the sound of a whip sounded, and the sound reached Shui Xin's ears, and she looked over and saw that it was a slave leader of the ghost clan, who was violently inflicting violence on the slaves under her jurisdiction.

The head of this ghost slave has a single horn, red skin, long and thin limbs, loose skin on the body, protruding eyes, and looks very ugly, and the slave it beats is an old man with gray hair, who looks like a human race.

"Terran!"

Shui Xin looked at the beaten Terran slave, a little surprised, this is the first time she has seen a living Terran since she was born as a god, it is rumored that this race is not born from heaven and earth, but by the power of the earth god clan, with innate divine mud, mixed with the blood of the twelve gods, fabricated race.

It is rumored that when the human race was born, the heavens went up to the nine heavens, down to the nine nether earths, all had induction, the whole world was full of light, auspicious clouds gathered, and there were nine colorful treasure lotuses in the sky, which lasted for a full nine days before it ended, and it was even more immeasurable merit to the predecessor of the earth god.

Obviously, the birth of the human race was born in accordance with the Dao, so that immeasurable merit descended.

Not all races are born with such treatment, the Protoss is the earliest race to be born, with the closest history to the beginning, which records the birth of other alien races in heaven and earth, although the birth of those races also has some kind of vision, but it is not as "grand" as when the human race was born.

The great vision shown by the birth of the human race naturally attracted the attention of all races, but at the beginning, the human race was blessed by the earth god race, and no foreign race dared to provoke it.

Until the Earth God Clan, for some reason, the Ju Clan moved away from the God Realm and went to the unknown vast star field, and when they left, they did not take the Human Race with them.

The human race is slowly revealing under the eyes of the ten thousand races, the ten thousand races were originally worried, worried that the human race created by the god race is a very powerful creature, but they found it wrong, these human races are really too weak, it is completely unimaginable that the creatures created with the blood of the twelve gods as materials are actually so fragile that they can kill a human race with a casual hit.

After discovering that the human race was such a weak creature, the ten thousand races lost interest, and they no longer paid too much attention to the development of the human race, and the gods did not look down on this weak human race.

Shui Xin recalled the memories in the inheritance, and her father's memories learned that these human races and the Protoss have almost the same appearance, and they should be the closest creatures to the Protoss, but they are not innate gods, but acquired souls, even so, these human races are also more talented in cultivation than many other races, if they can be cultivated well, it will be a great help to the Protoss.

It's just that Father Shuixin's opinion is disdainful in the eyes of other Protoss, most of them are a little arrogant, advocating strength, and have no interest in understanding weak creatures, let alone cultivating them.

If it weren't for the face of the former Earth God Race, the God Race would never have accepted the Human Race as a subsidiary race of the God Race, and now that the Earth God Race has left this world, the God Race is even more unfriendly to the Human Race, sending them to do the most painful and tiring things, and even handing over the Human Race to foreign slaves to manage.

Because of his father's inheritance and memory, Shui Xin has a lot of interest and affection for the human race.

Another whip was drawn, but the old man reached out and grabbed it, the head of the ghost slave pulled a few times, but it didn't move, its face couldn't hang up, and said angrily: "You are so bold, you dare to disobey, wait for me to report to God, I want to pull you out of the oil pot!"

The old man's eyes flashed with cruelty, but he finally let go of his hand.

The head of the ghost clan slave thought that the old man was afraid, and he was even more unscrupulous, and said fiercely: "It's really a cheap bone, you have to let me teach you a good lesson!"

As he spoke, it smirked and was about to whip the iron whip in his hand.

"Stop. ”

A childish voice sounded suddenly, and this voice was mixed with the coercion of God.

The head of the ghost slave was so frightened that his feet went limp, and he knelt on the ground in an instant, and he trembled and lowered his head, not daring to look directly at his face.