Chapter 359 On the Living Dog

Wu Chong carried the Scorpion Essence and it was an 'education'. The brutal scene made several onlookers in the distance swallow their saliva wildly, especially Tian Centi. He remembered that when they first met, he seemed to have threatened the boss.

I remember that the boss only gave him a stick at that time, which was really too kind.

"Do you want to join or not?"

After beating Wu Chong, he picked up Scorpion again and asked for the second time.

It's a pity that the scorpion spirit has been beaten unconscious, and all the bones in his body are broken, which is the 'god-refining body'. If it were a real body, it would probably be beaten into a pulp.

"If you don't say anything, I'll take it as your consent."

Wu Chong let go and threw the scorpion spirit aside.

Bang.

The unconscious scorpion spirit was like mud, and the dozens of runes on his body failed to protect him.

He actually tried to use the power of runes to deal with Wu Chong, but unfortunately he failed. The gap between borrowing and control is vividly displayed at this moment.

"Everything is planned."

Wu Chong looked back at Tianshun and the others behind him, and said calmly.

The three of them stood there blankly, looking at the beaten Scorpion Spirit.

Does it count as consent without speaking?

Can you still talk about this?

Several people didn't know what to say, especially Wu Guijing. He opened his mouth with difficulty, but in the end he couldn't say a word.

"Let's go in and see my fields."

Wu Chong waved his hand.

The field was already his, and Scorpion Spirit agreed.

The few boys who were following the Scorpion Spirit backed away step by step with weapons in hand, and no one dared to stop him. The three people behind Tian Centi had been numbed by the boss's operations, so they could only follow them.

Inside the Gray Mist Mountains, there is a completely enclosed canyon.

The wind from the spiritual world cannot blow in here, and if it rains, it will be sheltered by the stone houses they built. The only danger is the wandering sound of the spiritual world. However, things like the voice of the spiritual world are not encountered every day, and with the protection of Scorpion Spirit, a five-hundred-year-old cultivator, this place is already very safe compared to the outside.

After Wu Chong and his group walked in, they quickly attracted the attention of the 'Tian Slave' inside.

One of the spider essence flowers showed a ghostly expression after seeing Wu Chong. This spider spirit was the woman in black who wanted to win over Wu Chong to explore the ruins together in the world of Daqi. She was one of the first "higher beings" that Wu Chong came into contact with.

"Why is it him?"

In order to get Wu Chong to explore the ruins with her, she specially recorded Wu Chong's aura. Because of this, she could recognize it at a glance.

Wu Chong did not recognize the identity of the spider spirit. The image in the spirit world was different from the one below. It was a spirit body derived from the source of the technique. If you haven't specifically recorded the breath, it's basically impossible to recognize it.

All his attention now is on the spiritual field.

"Why just a small amount of land?"

After walking around, Mr. Wu was very dissatisfied. The spiritual field was very small, not to mention an acre of land, and it was only the size of a toilet. This was completely different from the fertile fields he had expected. With just such a small amount of land, he could transform into a god and advance to the void state in a year and a month? Not to mention the ultimate goal of immortality.

"It is very difficult to plant the ground in the spiritual world, and the thoughts and dreams in the world below are very abstract. Some people's dreams will give birth to dream monsters, which are also very dangerous to deal with, so..."

The steward said cautiously.

He didn't know who the toad spirit was or why he was asking.

I just feel like a big shot.

It should be unmistakable. If he was not a big shot, the Black Scorpion King would definitely not let him in.

"This piece of land now requires three hundred of us to work in rotation."

A trace of disgust flashed in Wu Chong's eyes.

What's the difference between a bunch of people holding a steamed bun and not starving to death? He wants to be a big landowner, not a novice struggling to death from starvation.

"Where are the products from the field? Let's try two first."

Although the land is a bit small, the yield is unknown. Tianshun said that this was fertile land formed by the gathering of more than 30 countries, so it should not be too overwhelming.

"ah?"

The steward was dumbfounded.

The Spiritual Field is the most precious resource in the Gray Mist Mountains, and the things produced in it are things that only the Black Scorpion King can enjoy. The 'distinguished guest' in front of me didn't look like someone who was easy to talk to, especially those sharp teeth.

Thinking of this, the steward looked for help at the Gray Mist Mountain Steward who was guarding the 'distinguished guest'.

A grizzly bear.

Because he was always following behind with a weapon, he was subconsciously regarded as a bodyguard by the steward.

The grizzly bear who was looking over subconsciously shuddered and realized that the toad spirit was about to turn around, so he stepped up and slapped him.

"Just try it if you want to, sir. Why are you so bad at ink?"

Grizzly bears are afraid too.

The Black Scorpion King is still lying outside, and he doesn't know if he is cold. Under such circumstances, how could its small body carry it?

"Your Majesty, this is the thought that was just born in the spiritual field."

The steward who was slapped carefully went back to the ground and took out a light ball. From this light ball, Wu Chong sensed the rich pure spiritual energy. Putting it down, such a large ball of pure spiritual energy would take at least a hundred night demons to produce. If it's not purified, the quality won't be as good as this.

No wonder they all want to farm! The rewards are indeed better than the world below.

After eating it in one bite, Wu Chong smacked his lips.

The gaps between the teeth are gone before they are even filled.

The taste is good, but it's a little too small.

"How much can an idea like this produce in a day?" If he could eat a hundred and eighty pieces a day, Master Wu would be ready to settle here.

one day?

Hearing Wu Chong's question, the manager didn't know how to answer it. The old man didn't know that the bite he just took was three days' output? This kind of purified high-intensity spiritual energy is basically impossible to survive in the world below, even if it is made with night demons. Only in a place like the spiritual world can it grow by watering it with the dreams of countless people.

"This is three days' worth of production."

The steward said sheepishly.

That’s it for three days?

Production must be expanded. Only when the output increases can there be hope for longevity. For Wu Chong, as long as the 'pure spiritual energy' is enough, his body's tolerance will increase upwards, and the rest of his cultivation can be achieved with experience points. He doesn't have to use spiritual energy to 'refine the gods' like Tianshun and others.

He is God Himself!

"Why is the output so low? Isn't it from more than thirty countries?"

Wu Chong walked to the edge of the spiritual field, and a group of 'field slaves' quickly retreated. Among the crowd, the spider spirit transformed by the woman in black skirt was also mixed in. She had just made sure that she had not identified the wrong person.

But in this case, there are even more problems.

This strength is completely unmatched!

An 'advanced being' who came from a small place was lucky enough to enter the spiritual world. How could he become so strong in a short period of time? If it were so easy to become stronger, wouldn't she have been living like a dog these years?