The morning sun shone through the hazy mist, and it still sprinkled on the Ten Demon Sect's corpse mountain without hesitation, penetrated the miasma and mist, and landed at the entrance of Ke Xiaoliang's Maolin Posthouse.

Liu Huaian was under the eaves, avoiding Chuchen's first ray of sunshine, and at the same time applying corpse oil to the iron armor on his body.

The iron-armored corpse has already become initially resistant to the sun.

As long as you avoid the morning light and the scorching sun at noon and apply a layer of corpse oil on your body, it can effectively protect the sun and cause damage to it.

Ke Xiaoliang pushed open the door, stood in the sun, and began to move his hands, feet, muscles and bones.

The weeds in the yard have been cleaned up overnight by Liu Huaian, and the ground has been rolled flat with huge rolling stones. There are several weapon stands near the corners of the yard on both sides, including all kinds of weapons. Although they are just some ordinary weapons, they are also intentional.

Ke Xiaoliang first practiced the twelve forms of the Demon Tiger, which is a magic sect boxing and foot skill that combines boxing, palm techniques, claw techniques and leg techniques. If it is placed in the martial arts world of mortals, it will naturally be a super peerless martial art.

However, compared with those magical and strange magical magic, magical powers, various powerful and gorgeous swordsmanship, sword techniques, and the twelve forms of the Demon Tiger are a little worse in their expression.

Despite this, Ke Xiaoliang practiced very hard.

Because the versatility of fist and foot skills is the most versatile.

I have seen many monks with my own eyes who clearly have all their skills, but because they cannot use them, they die in the gourd world with a grievance.

Ke Xiaoliang then made up his mind that the minimum lower limit must be raised.

We must have the power to fight as much as possible while being restricted by all extraordinary means and possibilities.

After practicing boxing for an hour, Ke Xiaoliang's entire body moved and began to roll in hot sweat.

Last night, I practiced the Yin Evil Demon Body and accumulated in my body. The Yin and Death Qi that was not digested but not expelled was squeezed out. Along with the rolling drop of hot sweat, it was squeezed out in large quantities.

So much so that after leaving Ke Xiaoliang's body, these sweat fell to the ground and turned into ice crystals.

Taking advantage of Ke Xiaoliang's attempt to stop and wipe his sweat with a towel, Liu Huaian came with a bowl of hot soup with ginseng and beard and delivered to Ke Xiaoliang's hand.

Then he asked carefully: "Are you practicing the demon body?"

Ke Xiaoliang nodded and said yes.

Liu Huaian said: "Then you should practice sweating skills. If you can borrow the bone washing and blood exchange scriptures, that would be even better. There is no need to practice the main exercises. After practicing the demon body, you can practice these exercises with vitality, which can effectively stagnate the body and eliminate the yin and dead energy that have not been digested, or further utilize and consume it."

Ke Xiaoliang took off the ginseng soup in one mouthful, felt the warmth flowing in his body, and said to Liu Huaian: "You are intent! This ginseng must come from at least a hundred years of ginseng, and it will cost you! You go to contact Wang Yu of the Demon Wind Palace, and he should now withdraw from another world. Go and ask him for a spiritual stone for daily purchase."

Liu Huaian wrote it down, and at the same time he also breathed a sigh of relief.

Cultivation requires consuming resources.

Maolin Post is really good and provides a good practice environment.

However, if there are not enough resources to subsidize and comprehensively, no matter how much Ke Xiaoliang pays attention, he will easily become a kind of evil demon who is obviously not good.

The face is pale or black, and it is sometimes accompanied by panting and coughing, hoarse voices, and laughter as harsh as a night owl... These will become standard features.

After practicing boxing, Ke Xiaoliang practiced two sword techniques and sword techniques, as well as several hidden weapons.

He practiced the small spell that could be activated with true energy without using magic power, and he practiced twice. The power was too weak... and it was closer to a trick, so Ke Xiaoliang let it go again.

After the practice was over, it was already noon.

Liu Huaian had already left Maolin Station and went out to do business for Ke Xiaoliang.

Before coming back in the evening, Liu Huaian should have brought a group of zombie brothers back, and at the same time, he would purchase enough resources for Ke Xiaoliang's practice. If he had time left, he would take Ke Xiaoliang's waist card and go to the bookstore to borrow a few books for Ke Xiaoliang.

Because Ke Xiaoliang has to watch it at night.

Dozens of old coffins were re-washed with tung oil and placed under the eaves dry.

The smell of rotten wood and tung oil is really not a good smell for Ke Xiaoliang.

Ke Xiaoliang returned to the room and put his thoughts back to the gourd.

In reality, another ten days passed in the gourd world.

The two paths of righteousness and demons have been officially diverted on the surface.

The monks of the Demon Sect set up their own bases and continuously developed more demon-sealing people. At the same time, they explored and collected the remaining civilization information in the wasteland world, and also accepted the homeless wasteland refugees and rescued some people who were exploited and harsh.

In addition to building some small bases blooming everywhere, the righteous monks have more importantly integrated into some large bases that already exist in this world, lived with the indigenous people, and became part of them.

Through infiltration, the magpie's nest is completed.

The confrontation between the demon-sealer and the monster and the pure black messenger is also open every day.

The tracking of various giant monsters has also made many people begin to have a sense of crisis and actively begin to try to promote the development of extraordinary paths.

He even set the further direction of the road on the giant monsters.

"Now the fixed flow of water every day is about two million magical values. But the same is true that the magical value I invest in this world every day is about one million. Of course, now it is the investment period, and it is not yet time to achieve results."

"Looking at this world alone, even if there are still many subsequent 'plays', they are just paving the way and have not yet triggered. But the potential has already reached its peak. If it is just that... About one year in reality, ten years after the gourd world, the entire world will be chewed clean. No matter how many monks enter this nuclear wasteland world, the magic value provided will be greatly attenuated compared to the population. In order to maintain its daily consumption, it will become a burden to me." Ke Xiao thought in his heart.

"So the new gourd world is developed, which is imperative. People without long-term thinking will have immediate worries!"

"However, throwing out a brand new setting and recreating a different world that seems to be different from the wasteland world but actually has no essential difference, is actually of little significance for the time being."

"On the contrary, I should find a way to revitalize the entire wasteland world, and even revitalize the world that will be opened and created in the future. Create a platform so that users will not be lost and consumption will always be in my pocket." Ke Xiao's conscience turned rapidly, and the hazy and vague concept became increasingly clear.

One million magical values... are sprinkling water!

Ke Xiaoliang devoted himself to the gourd vine without hesitation.

I saw the gourd vine that appeared on my arm began to spread and grow, and soon another small flower bloomed on the vine.

After the flowers dissipated, another small gourd grew on the gourd vine.

Ke Xiaoliang devoted his consciousness to it and was deeply moved to watch this new life in the gourd.

Once he was reluctant to do anything and had thousands of ideas, but he was struggling to have no "funds" and could only use some tricks and tricks to accumulate his first pot of gold.

Just like many people start a business, they are struggling and successful with luck.

Now, he has the confidence and capital, at least in the issue of creating the gourd world, there is no need to take risks so much.

"If you need to stay in the world now, you need to have a magic value of 100 million?"

"I'm still very poor..." Ke Xiaoliang's self-righteousness did not last for more than a minute.

"The price has increased? It's normal!" After touching his forehead, Ke Xiaoliang wiped away the embarrassment on his face. Fortunately, no one saw his embarrassment and understood his thoughts.

"But fortunately, in this world... I don't need to fix it, at least I don't need it now. I just want its flexibility and variability. Being able to fix it has its own rules and Tao is of course a good thing. But there is no such thing for the time being, and there is no such thing as good as it is." Ke Xiaoliang thought comfortingly again.
Chapter completed!