"Look, master. A hoe appeared in the hand of the king of the hill, dug a small pit in the center of the island, took out a seed and put it in the pit, filled the soil and the hoe was gone, and a long spoon with a wooden handle appeared in his hand, and he took the soul liquid from the island to water the seeds, and said slowly: "This tree is called Kunwu, and Nanming, Biqi, Thorn Hell, and Youhan are called the five strange trees of ancient times." With soul liquid as nourishment, three Kunwu fruits are produced every ten years, like the master's current divine thoughts, one Kunwu fruit can increase one hundred and sixty divine thoughts. ”

Nangong Yu listened to the king of the hill chattering, and he didn't feel funny in his heart, so he planted the ancient strange tree, and this ancient strange tree is not worth much.

The king of the hill went back and forth sixteen times, and the seeds sprouted green shoots, which grew very fast and were knees high in a few moments. The king of the hill took the wooden spoon, took out a masonry knife and began to build the wall, and he did not know where the bricks in his left hand came from.

"The Kungo tree also has the benefit of rejuvenating the dying gods. Let's not talk about that for now. The subordinates are now building a comfortable nest, if the master is not in the sea of knowledge, the subordinates will sleep in the comfortable nest, the master does not watch, and the subordinates have no heart to work. ”

The house was not built slowly, and the tree grew very fast, and began to branch and grow leaves after reaching waist-to-waist. Nangong Yu didn't care about what the King of the Hill said about watching him work, and it was not difficult to be distracted, but it would delay things to watch him work and chat casually, but Nangong Yu didn't believe that the King of the Hill could really do anything.

Looking at it, I was addicted to smoking. Thinking like this, Nangong Yu had a Havana in his hand, and in amazement, Nangong Yu tried to light it, and the taste of Havana condensed by this energy was indistinguishable from the real thing.

"Master, can you bring one for your subordinates?" the king of the hill smelled the fragrance and stopped the masonry.

Nangong Yu's thoughts moved, and a box of Havana appeared in his hand. The figure flashed, and Chaos came out of the Chaos Bead: "Stinky boy, I'll have one too." I saw the cloud and mountain fog cover you smoked outside, why didn't Uncle Ben think of this?"

Three energy bodies sat on the unfinished wall stacks and swallowed the clouds. Nangong Yu said: "Chaos, why do I think about smoking, I can give birth to Havana in the sea, and the taste is exactly the same as in reality?" Nangong Yu couldn't help but chill.

No, it's an old one and a little one. Chaos was a young man under twenty years old at this time.

"What's so strange about this, the sea of consciousness is the center of thought, and the things in your space ring can manifest in the sea of consciousness at will. However, the manifested items will be restored to energy after a while, so you have to come in often and transform into a divine thought, otherwise Uncle Ben will have nowhere to find if he wants to smoke. ”

"Yes, yes, master, smoking this Havana, your subordinates will be more energetic in their work. "For the sake of Havana, the haughty face of the King of the Hill has a little flattery.

Nangong Yu's mind sank into the sea of knowledge, and Guo Yan woke up from cultivation to observe the outside world for a while, and began to cook for Bufan. Nangong Bufan's cultivation has been in the late stage of the Bright Moon Realm, Su Yinglan and the other three spirits are responsive to him, and his uncle Kuanyun and Uncle Xu are also very fond of him, and the landscape of Lanling Realm is beautiful, and there are many birds and beasts. But Bufan has no children's playmates since he was a child, and if it weren't for the fact that his life has always been unstable over the years, Guo Yan really wants to add another brother or sister to Bufan.

Six dishes, a large pot of Ling rice. Guo Yan didn't eat much, and she was happy just watching her son gobble up. Nangong Bufan is almost thirteen years old, and he was also the same age when Guo Yan first met Nangong Yu, looking not much shorter than himself, until his son Guo Yan occasionally felt that time had flown by, although her figure and appearance were still the same as when she was in her twenties.

"Sister, is there any Bing Yuanjing?" shouted from the cabin. The voice was a little hoarse.

"Yes. Guo Yan hurriedly agreed. Guan Yun, who spent most of his time in retreat, used very few Yuan Crystals, and the Ice Attribute Yuan Crystals and Divine Crystals that Guan Yan helped him keep all of them, of course, there was only one high-grade Immortal Crystal, which was obtained during the test of the Lan Ling Realm.

Thinking that his brother was also in the late stage of the Lingyun Realm, in addition to the top-grade Immortal Crystal Guan Yan who used a ring to pack a lot of resources and sent them to the wooden house, Guo Yun closed his eyes and entered the cultivation state after taking it.

Guo Yan shook her head, she hadn't communicated much with her brother over the years, Xu Xiaobo hadn't said a few words to her, and she hadn't asked her for cultivation resources. The cultivation of the two of them was basically managed by Fang Lingyun, Su Yinglan, or Yan Lan. However, the relationship between Guo Yun and Xu Xiaobo is very good.

Nangong Yu knows the sea, and the Kunwu tree has grown into two people tall, with a crown like an umbrella and green leaves. The king of the hill built a comfortable nest, and dug a small pond between the house and the tree, and in the pool was half a pool of soul liquid, and there was a root system of the half-exposed Kunwu tree. On the edge of the small pool, there is a stone grinding stone platform, and there are two metal hammers, one large and one small, on the stone platform.

Nangong Yu didn't know what the king of the hill was doing, and he didn't know how many Havana Chaos seemed to know something, looking at his pretending to be cheap, Nangong Yu couldn't help but ask.

"Master, my subordinates have two tasks here, one is to build a nine-story divine platform, and the other is to forge the Imperial Divine Thorn. At present, you have no subordinates and can't move the materials of the first layer of the god platform, and the forging of the god thorn is enough, can your subordinates start forging now?" The king of the hill unceremoniously lit a cigarette and said slowly.

Nangong Yu asked, "What is the Imperial Divine Thorn, and what materials are needed for the first layer of the Divine Stage?"

"The subordinates of the Shentai materials will list the list to the master. The Imperial Divine Thorn is a divine power derived from the master's promotion to the Cultivation God Realm, and the divine soul attacks the divine power. ”

"Divine power!" Nangong Yu's heart moved, the divine currency derived from the Chaos Domination Heavenly Trick was genuine, and a vortex shield was still Nangong Yu's strongest defensive means. But seeing the King of the Hill and Chaos' smiling expression, Nangong Yu faintly had a bad feeling: "King of the Hill, how to forge the Imperial God Thorn?"

"Sixty-four Divine Thoughts of the Imperial Divine Thorn are a group, the first forging gets thirty-two primary Imperial Divine Thorns, the second sixteen intermediate, the third eight advanced, the fourth four top-level, the fifth two super, and the sixth one ultimate. With the master's current divine soul strength, it can only support the forging of the primary god thorns, but a group of divine thoughts must be forged at a time, otherwise this batch will not be able to finally obtain the ultimate level god thorns. ”

"King of the Hill, you're talking about the sixth-level advancement of the Imperial God Thorn. I ask you how to forge the Divine Thorn. ”

The King of the Hill dropped his cigarette butt, approached the stone mill, and said, "The beginner is very simple. After the red dust of the Divine Recitation Sutra was crushed, I used the Quenching Hammer and the Jade Crushing Hammer to forge six and three times respectively, and then restored the soul in the soul liquid pool for three days, and reinvigorated the soul on the Kunwu leaf for ten days, and the primary god was pierced. ”

Nangong Yu only felt that his scalp was numb, and he forced a smile: "It sounds really complicated. It's so cumbersome, how powerful is this junior god thorn?"

"Ignoring physical defense, you can break through the Divine Soul Defense Magic Weapon that exceeds the level of the Divine Thorn at one time. The primary god thorn is a fifth-level god soul attack method, and if there is no god soul defense magic weapon, it can be killed with one blow across ten levels. ”

Damn, across the tenth level of killing, doesn't it mean that you can kill the high-level Immortal Realm or even the early stage of the Immortal King who does not have the magic weapon of Divine Soul Defense? The supernatural power produced by the Chaos Overlord is really good enough.

"King of the Hill, what about the Intermediate Imperial God Thorn?"

"When the master has the conditions to withstand the mid-stage Imperial Spirit Thorn, the forging method and function will appear in the memory of the subordinates. Master, can you start forging the Elementary Divine Thorns? Your subordinates remind you that you must have sixty-four pieces at the beginning of the forging, and you must not interrupt them, otherwise you will not get the ultimate Imperial Divine Thorns. ”

"Then if the junior or intermediate and advanced ones are destroyed by the enemy one or two, wouldn't it be the same as not getting the ultimate one?"

"As long as the destruction does not exceed half of the total, a batch of forged ones has a common memory, and can consume soul energy and divine thoughts to make up for the destroyed through the Kunwu tree. ”

"King of the Hill, let's get started. "Looking at Chaos and the King of the Hill, it's nothing but suffering and suffering. Nangong Yu didn't let them see the jokes, not to mention that the power of the Imperial God Thorn was indeed worth looking forward to.

"Mother, go and see your father, he gritted his teeth in pain during his cultivation, and he was drenched in sweat. ”

In the alchemy room, Nangong Bufan, who was not too handsome and had the same lines on his father's face, his tone was a little anxious, and he saw his father and blood spit out a few broken teeth.

Guo Yan didn't care about the unfinished pill, and hurriedly got up. Nangong Yu often has pain when he is promoted, but he has obviously broken into the early stage of the Cultivation God Realm, which one is this trouble?

Nangong Yu knows the sea, the Havana in the hand of the spirit body has been naturally extinguished, and the torture that goes straight to the essence of the god has made him numb, but his mother's son just doesn't scream!

The king of the hills who was holding Havana obliquely skillfully grabbed a divine thought, and the red dust shrank by half as soon as the divine thought rolled, and the two crushed divine thoughts were stacked together, and the big sledgehammer quenched the spirit hammer six times in a row and fused together, and then the small jade crushing hammer hit the sharp mouth of the divine thought in half three times. It's just that the nine times the hammer fell, Nangong Yu trembled nine times in pain.

The dying Divine Thought was thrown into the soul liquid pool, and at the same time, a Divine Thought that had been soaked for three days was thrown onto the Kunwu Tree, and the Divine Thought, which was much smaller than an earthworm, lay motionless on the emerald green leaves.

At this time, there were already sixteen tempered divine thoughts on the Kunwu tree, eleven in the soul liquid pool, and five days had passed. The king of the hill looked at your kid's demeanor that was okay next, Chaos' relaxed expression of watching a good show and a few words of ridicule from time to time, Nangong Yu gritted his teeth and didn't hum the stubbornness that lasted to the end, which together constituted a subtle good show.

Now Nangong Yu firmly believes that he can stick to the group, and when the tempering is completed, he will throw a box of Havana on his face: "Dude, it's done, take it and smoke it!" Then his mind returned to his body, and he fell to Sister Yan's plump chest and wept happily.

After the pain of compression, it was the tempering of the Imperial Thorns, and the King of the Hill said that it was best to make one hundred and eight sets of primary Imperial Thorns, and a set of thirty-two pieces had not been completed in five days. Is this fucking Chaos Overlord a human to practice?