Ford Tianguan

Chapter 153 Jie, Jie, Jie! (two-in-one monthly ticket)
Huang Tian discovered the difference in the laws of the Wild Continent and the East Pole Continent.

There were thoughts in my mind from the beginning, and it was chaotic at the end, and I cleared my thoughts again.

"It seems that Heavenly Court is playing a big game of chess."

After sighing, Huang Tian just said, absolutely must not expose the fact that he can travel across continents at will.

The establishment of the Disha Mountain Range in the Wild Continent also needs to be planned slowly, and it must not be reckless.

There is danger in East Pole Continent, and there is danger in Barbarian Continent.

Xiao Huangtian thought it over and over again, and decided that it would be better to stick to one thing.

"The thing measured by the law can take a while and take your time. Completing the existing authority is the correct way of thinking."

"I can only follow the way of righteous gods in East Antarctica. If I want to follow the way of demon gods, I'm afraid I will be caught on the spot."

Huang Tian thought to himself: "The way of God is fear of power and morality, fear of plague, so worship the god of plague, fear of severe drought, so worship the god of water, fear death, so worship the king of the underworld..."

"Precisely because all the powers here can make people afraid."

"One more word, gun in hand, follow me..."

"This kind of authority, you can use it, but you can't have it."

"Otherwise, only the authority of good weather and no authority of severe drought and flood, then it can only be regarded as a service god..."

"But if there is a torrential rain, drowning everything, isolating the water vapor, and causing a severe drought in the world, then this is a true god."

The more Huang Tian thought about it, the more he was right. To collect the power of the demon god, he must follow the way of the demon god. Earthquakes, volcanic eruptions, floods, plagues, droughts, and even impermanent disasters. Understand the way of destiny.

Although Nian Yu warned Huang Tian not to fall into the way of the demon god.

But Huang Tian thought that the method used by the underworld to condense everyone's soul into a fate must be the method of a demon god.

It is said that Mother Earth is merciful, but there are still such terrifying methods.

Even a bodhisattva who blindly persuades people to be good, has the incarnation of King Ming, and has the means to destroy the world at every turn.

Mercy is not the Holy Mother, when there are means, means are needed.

"The first rule of the Shinto Law is not to substitute your own mind for the mind of heaven."

"Why exactly?"

"Is it because Tianxin is unpredictable?"

"Thunder, rain and dew are all the grace of heaven."

After Huang Tian comprehended this point, he let go of many rules of the divine way, broke the inherent cognition, and brought the previously ignored issues to the surface.

"If I didn't go to the Barren Continent to open my eyes, I'm afraid it would be too much for me to become a real god."

"It seems that only one incarnation can be left in the Barren Continent. Dongji Continent cannot follow the way of demon gods, but the Barbaric Continent has the most demon gods, witch gods, and evil gods from outside the territory. There is not even a righteous god...the two are two extremes. "

"But I don't choose one or the other. I need both and more, so that I can establish a complete cognition and a complete system of the law of the earth."

As soon as Huang Tian thought up to this point, he didn't procrastinate, and directly started to cultivate the second soul.

The material for cultivating the second soul is naturally the Xuan Mizhu transformed from the fragments of the innate spirit treasure.

This Xuan Mi bead is still the legacy of Wuzhai, Huang Tian thought a little: "If only I would take that Wu Di's identity and walk in the barren continent, so there is an identity, there is cause and effect, it is not just an extra person, there are many flaw."

With a little thought, Huang Tian traveled back to East Antarctic Continent, to the place where Wu Di was killed before.

Use the law of time tracing to trace this land.

Although there are no bones left, at least there are some ashes.

Huang Tian secretly investigated again, searching all the way for the place where Wu Di might drip blood and hair.

Huang Tian was originally an earth god, after searching so carefully, there was nothing on the earth that could escape Huang Tian's perception.

Soon enough relics were collected.

Huang Tian laid out these things, and then opened Wu Di's shamanism inheritance, and studied the various ways of collecting breath, anchoring cause and effect to curse.

Soon, from Wu Di's breath, soul breath, ashes, etc., Huang Tian extracted the most important thing, Wu Di's karma and fate.

Maybe it was Huang Tian who inherited the Wudi tribe's secret collection, or maybe it was Huang Tian himself who was very lucky, there was nothing wrong with it during this period.

Taking advantage of this karmic fate, Huang Tian began to separate the authority of the demon god that he had just comprehended, a total of eight divinities, and injected it into the Xuan Mi Pearl.

Then he cut his finger, squeezed out a drop of divine blood, and blended Wu Di's soul breath, breath, ashes, and blood into it.

This drop of divine blood of Huang Tian quickly devoured everything, but as if it was filthy, it quickly turned into an ordinary thing, and the power of the divine blood became obscured.

This drop of blood dripped on Xuan Mizhu.

When it dripped on the Xuan Mi Pearl, it was like Yin and Yang intertwined, and soon a good fortune came into being, and the Xuan Mi Pearl seemed to become a fetal ovule.

Huang Tian also felt a strange perspective, which was just separated from Xuan Mizhu.

Huang Tian knew that the second soul was refined, and then he just needed to put it into the Disha treasure cave, just like Huang Tian himself was born in the Earth spirit treasure cave back then.

This natural earth demon spirit will also be born from the Earth Sha treasure lair, and it will have the divinity of eight powers as soon as it is born, which is much stronger than Huang Tian's at that time.

With a thought, Huang Tian traveled to the Wild Island again.

This shuttle is a familiar experience once, Huang Tian only felt dizzy for the first time, but for the second and third time, Huang Tian had already started to try to see clearly how to shuttle and figure out the principle when traveling through space.

However, the laws of Jiuzhou's space are strict, and the time to travel is extremely short. If Huang Tian wants to comprehend something, he may have to have a higher cultivation level to be able to do it.

When he arrived at Manhuang Island, Huang Tian sank the Xuan Mi Pearl into Di Sha's treasure cave.

Feeling slightly, seeing strands of pure baleful energy in the Disha treasure cave being absorbed by the Xuan Mizhu, the inner ovules began to split rapidly, just like a human being conceived in October, when the time comes, this earth demon will naturally be born.

But this is not safe, you have to give it an accompanying magic weapon.

With a little thought, Huang Tian threw the skeletons of the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons into the treasure cave of Earth Sha.

He also carefully arranged Fengshui to gather evil spirits from all directions and all directions to support this mysterious pearl, which is full of gods and demons.

That's why I'm relieved.

But the old wild boar was still brought in, Huang Tian ordered: "Tanhuo, take care of this place, don't let anyone get close to it easily."

Although the old wild boar's evil spirit entered his brain and his intelligence was not high, he still complied.

Huang Tian nodded slightly, looking at the seven little pigs who had been painstakingly raised by the little clay figurine before, he said to himself: These seven little pigs should have some good luck, and keeping the wild island is a flaw instead.

If you don't follow me to the East Antarctica, where there is plenty of spiritual energy, it is suitable for their cultivation, and it also has the genes of the barbaric continent, and they will grow very huge by then, but they will be magnificent, and it will be just right for me to pull a cart.

The rich gods in East Antarctica all have carriages when they travel, Huang Tian gritted his teeth, and he could use wat boards to buy a precious chariot, a fragrant chariot, it would definitely not be as bad as the old wild boar carts before Panic, dizzy panic.

I was thinking about hugging the shuttle space head by head.

Suddenly a burst of inexplicable belief appeared: "The little old man really doesn't know where he offended the Lord Demon God and gave such a punishment. Please ask the Lord Demon God to express it clearly, or give the little old man a good time."

Huang Tian felt it for a while, and realized that it was a skinny old man covered in green hair. He knelt down to the place where wild boars were haunted, and placed a lot of sacrificial tributes. He kowtowed and cried very sadly.

It turned out that Mahabala was looking for witch doctors everywhere to relieve the plague.

He even spread the plague along the way, killing many domestic pigs in various Wu villages, and it even has a tendency to spread to people.

So the witch doctors from all walks of life tried to solve this source of pollution, and wanted to kill him directly, but once Mahabharata died, he was afraid that the plague would spread out of his body instead.

Burned to death directly, but Mahabalu must be caught first, but people who came into contact with Mahabala also started to have fever and cough.

Before this, the Six-Eyed Evil Monarch lamented the plague of bad luck. Even if all kinds of witch doctors consulted and used a lot of treatments, such as herbal fumigation, eating a lot of realgar, and smearing the whole body with sulfur...the plague of Mahabala could not be cured at all.

On the contrary, several witch doctors themselves were also tricked, thanks to the special Gu worms for body protection, they were able to save their lives.

So the witch doctors advised him to worship the demon god who is in charge of the plague. The plague demon likes to collect novel plague species. Maybe after extracting the source of the plague, Mahabala might survive.

Mahabharata also wanted to visit the Temple of the Plague God at first.

But he still kept an eye out and asked if the Plague Demon God had any precedent for saving lives.

It turned out that the Plague Demon God would directly refine the people who died of the plague into Plague Soldiers, and use the Plague Soldiers to keep the plague seeds. Among them, the generals of the Plague Soldiers are the Plague Generals, and they need to use the bones of the first person who got the plague Refining.

So frightened that Mahabala broke out in a cold sweat, and secretly cursed those witch doctors for their lack of medical ethics, and wanted to sell himself to the plague god and refiner.

After breaking out in a cold sweat, Mahabharata felt better and his mind cleared up.

"To untie the bell, I need the person who tied it. The person who can plant this plague seed for me may be a plague god. Maybe he is using those wild boars to cultivate swine fever."

"Yes! It must be like this. The group of wild boars has so many piglets all of a sudden. It must be that the plague is refining the seeds of the plague. These wild boars are prepared in advance. When the time comes, they will spread in all directions and sweep across the entire barren continent. , might still be able to sweep Tianyao Continent... He used this plague to condense his authority along the way..."

"I must be the one who ate the plague pig he cultivated...he secretly tried to harm me..."

"Yes, yes, the sense of spying in all directions... Only plague demons can do it, they can transform into 8000 million plague bugs..."

Then Mahabharata hurried back again, but he never felt the prying eyes again.

Before, when he felt the prying eyes, he was only afraid that someone had harmed him.

Now that he didn't notice the prying eyes, he felt uneasy.

Only then did the scene just now happen, Mahabala paid homage to the herd of wild boars.

It just so happened that Huang Tian, ​​the righteous master, was by his side, and he had gained a believer who was at the peak of a human-devil.

Huang Tian understood what happened from the thoughts conveyed by his incense and belief.

Secretly said: "Is the supernatural power of my place so powerful?"

"This devil will die when he dies, but unfortunately he got swine fever. Don't let the more than 100 pigs I raise get infected with swine fever. Then I will really lift a rock and shoot myself in the foot .”

Huang Tian has already regarded the entire wild boar group as his own private property.

"The magical powers of killing intent in my place can only be released, so where can I get it? Besides, among the powers I have, there is no one who can relieve the plague..."

"Huh? There is really one..."

Huang Tian refines the gold slips of the land, and among the human powers inside, there is the power of the safety of the animals, which can prevent the animals from getting sick, and relieve the symptoms of the sick animals.

Huang Tian first cast a magic spell on the wild boars.

Feedback was given immediately, some of them had disease in their bodies, and some of them were healthy.

"Not bad, not bad." Huang Tian secretly said: "This spell is really good."

"If it works on livestock, then this demon should also work."

Huang Tian can probably guess that this demon is the way of cultivating beast monsters, how can ordinary people grow hair?

The moment also cast a spell in the past.

Mahabala was weeping bitterly when suddenly a gust of wind blew across his face.

Immediately, he felt better. Although the plague hadn't been eradicated completely, there was no danger of his life at all.

At the same time, the familiar feeling of voyeurism returned, and it was stronger.

"Sure enough, the ancestor's plague was brought out by this person to punish and teach me. This plague demon dare not show up. It can't be said that the strength is similar to the ancestor's strength, or even worse than the ancestor's strength..."

Once the fear of life was gone, the old devil had the idea that I could fight back.

The crying prostration before turned into resentment in a blink of an eye.

However, he had already become Huang Tian's believer, and established a thread of faith. The thread of faith that broke suddenly in the blink of an eye made Huang Tian astonished: "The devil is the devil, turn your face and deny anyone."

Then he sneered, and used his murderous intent again.

Huang Tian's main body is here now, it's not just a divine little clay figurine back then, he still needs to use it several times carefully.

Just once, Mahabala felt malice from all directions like a tide, and then his throat became tight, his limbs were cold, his head was hot, and his whole body was sore and limp, and the feeling that he was about to die filled his entire soul.

The many demons in the body did not come out to make trouble at this time, but trembled, because these demons also sensed the turbulent killing intent from the earth.

They are one with Mahabharata, and they sense the same danger that Mahabharata feels.

Only the more advanced devils can make the devil fearful and surrender.

"Cough..." Mahabala continued to kowtow with all his strength, tears and snot coming out together.

A feeling of regret surged out, the desire to survive turned into faith, and re-turned into the silk thread of faith connecting with Huang Tian, ​​this time stronger and stronger.

"Little old man is wrong! Little old man dare not! Demon Lord calm down! Demon Lord calm down!"

Seeing that his body was covered in green hair, Huang Tian gradually felt a sense of death, and couldn't help but feel the pleasure of playing with the lives of living beings.

It seemed that such a devil, under the manipulation of his own power, was like an ant.

die, or live.

It's just something I thought about.

It's as if a child repeatedly throws a little mouse into the water tank to see the thrill of its struggle.

This may be because the gods who exercise the authority of disasters are called demon gods.

Fortunately, Huang Tian is the soul of a well-educated flower grower, the roots are not upright and the seedlings are not popular, but at least he has his own moral and ethical views.

At the moment, he broke away from this kind of pleasure and indulged in it, and performed another six-animal peace, which temporarily suppressed the plague.

Mahabala felt desolate: "Is this person going to save me or kill me? Why don't you just kill me?"

At this time, a magnificent divine thought appeared from the heaven and the earth: "I won't kill you, do you know what it means?"

Mahabala quickly kowtowed: "Thank you for not killing me! Thank you for not killing me!"

He had no shame at all, and he felt that survival was more important than anything else.

Huang Tian saw him kowtow again, it seems that he has completely transformed into a believer, the believer who subdued by terror means is to frighten the believer, make him use not killing as a kindness, and establish a loyal master-slave relationship.

He only said: "You killed the demon pigs raised by me, and there were three of them!"

"Without these three heads, this seat's practice will lose a bit of energy, and without this amount of energy, it is impossible to say that this seat's practice will not be perfect!"

"If you don't achieve consummation, you will have to pay for these three pigs! Even replace these three pigs and provide me with food for cultivation!"

Huang Tian had a background in writing novels, so he made up an unreasonable Plague Demon character for himself in just one blink of an eye.

At this time, the gloomy and naked words reached Mahabala's ears, and he felt sad: "Old Ancestor, I am practicing pig magic transformation, and I need to use this kind of blood. There has never been a problem in the past. Why did it suddenly happen that day?" Just met your old man practicing Falun Gong?

He sighed secretly: My life is not as good as that of a pig.

But he is a demon cultivator himself, and after a little thought, he understands: yes, in the eyes of that kind of old demon, there is only usefulness and no use, and there is no perception that human life is more noble than pig life. After all, they are all consumables for his refining method. , or pigs or dogs, or people.

Heaven and earth are not benevolent, and all things are dogs.

They are all sacrifices and consumables. To a certain extent, all living beings are equal.

It's just that in the eyes of the demon cultivator, this is above me, all living beings are not equal, and one needs to be careful in serving the old demon, so as not to be practiced.

Under me, all living beings are equal, if you want to learn how to do it, you can do it.

"The little old man knows his mistake, the little old man knows his mistake!" In order to save his life, Mahabala was cautious.

"If you just know you're wrong, then there's no need to keep you!"

Huang Tian's gloomy and bone-piercing voice was accompanied by malice, causing Mahabala's hairs to stand on end, and he hurriedly said: "I am willing to be an ox or a horse for the ancestor, and go through life and death!"

"Jie! Jie! Jie!"

Huang Tian showed a villainous smile: "Very good! Let's take care of your plague for the time being, it won't kill you for the time being."

Mahabala showed a bitter smile: "Respect the patriarch's decree."

"The pigs of the ancestors will be left to you to raise, and you can continue to practice pig magic transformation, jie jie jie!"

Mahabala felt a chill in his heart: "Continue to practice pig magic transformation, then I will really become a material for refining."

"Don't dare! Don't dare!" Mahabala shook his head hastily.

Seeing that the timing was about the same, Huang Tian prostituted a pig farm laborer for nothing, and it was considered as leaving a grain of money for the second soul. After he was born, he could use this to comprehend the power of the plague.

It is best to start with the authority of the plague and collect the authority of disasters such as three disasters and eight disasters.

After sending Mahabala away, Huang Tian took the spirit pigs one by one to the East Antarctic Continent, went back and forth seven times, and finally brought all seven spirit pigs back to the East Antarctic Continent, and no longer cared about the people on the Barbarian Continent. something happened.

Waiting for the second soul to be conceived, there is no need for Huang Tian to go to the barren continent in person, and he is not afraid of the signal being blocked by the Three Realms Mountains, there is a telepathic connection between the two.

The Spring Festival has already passed here in Dongjizhou, and the Lantern Festival will be celebrated soon.

And the Shangyuan Festival is the day when the Heavenly Official Emperor bestows blessings, if Huang Tian has the chance, he might be able to touch a lucky star.

At that time, there will be five pieces. With such a direct and constant fortune "Five Blessings Coming to the Door", it is impossible to say that the authority of one's own God of Fortune can still be promoted, reaching the level of being more than a year without obtaining the three innate treasures.

Become rich brother, just around the corner!
But Huang Tian ignored one thing, and that was his family background of more than a year.

He is more than a year old but about the same age as Huang Tian, ​​how can he have so much wealth?Don't even think about it, it must be the second generation!
Although Huang Tian can be regarded as the second generation, he can be regarded as an illegitimate child living abroad at most... How can he compare himself to Nian Yu Yu when he starts his own business.

But Huang Tian still attaches great importance to this matter, and plans to hold a Lantern Festival in the mountains.

At this time, all the little demons have been put into production, and farming is on the right track. Now that the spiritual territory has been planned by Xinyi Nine, everything that should be there is available. For example, Huang Tian's villa at the Mansion of the Mountain God already looks very grand, surrounded by various guards. A kind of goblin dwelling.

In addition, there is still a large area of ​​blank ground reserved, which is the construction project that is about to start.

The spiritual fields contracted by the little demons are all in the outer periphery, and the various spiritual flowers and spiritual grass seeds that Huang Tian handed out are used for viewing on the road.

And the little demons, each play their own initiative, for example, the bamboo mouse demon planted a bamboo forest, purple bamboo, bitter bamboo, mottled bamboo...

For example, Butterfly Essence grows all kinds of flowers, peonies, peonies, roses...

Fairy Pounding Medicine still grows all kinds of elixir, and from time to time, she opens a furnace to make alchemy, and pays wages to the little demons who spontaneously organize to build mountain roads.

Bai Qiantui likes all kinds of luminous grass. Bats produce luminous sand. The spiritual grass that grows on the luminous sand is luminous grass. It can extract luminous liquid and drip it into the eyes. It can have night vision and treat eye diseases. It has been exchanged, but it has not been planted on a large scale, but now it has become a large-scale, and it can be regarded as a unique specialty of their clan.

Xin Yijiu's family of more than [-] foxes also planted a lot of spiritual herbs. They planted yarrow, which is the kind of grass used for divination.

Usually it is a year, but in the spiritual realm, it is not necessary to spend autumn and winter, so one year, two years, or even ten years, 50 years.

Waiting for a hundred years, it will turn from yarrow to yarrow, its roots are as thick as a vine, and a thousand years to become a yarrow tree...

In addition to being used for divination, yarrow can also be used to weave straw figures, curse, replace life, and even incarnate outside the body. The older the age, the greater the effect.

In addition, a greater effect is to use it to make paper. As a school fox, it consumes a lot of paper, ink, pens and inkstones every year, and the Xin family's fox family has mastered the craft of making.

The yarrow paper produced can be used to write talismans, to make spiritual paintings, and to cut paper into shadows...

It's just that before Xinhu didn't get Huang Tian's permission, he didn't plant much, he only planted some in the front and back yards.

As for the other little demons, they grow all kinds of things, and even the Xiaozhi people have specially planted a forest to grow Ganoderma lucidum.

Huang Tian only felt that he was thriving: "Isn't that right! You all work hard, only then can I afford a fragrant car!"

The incense chariot is the Shinto chariot that Huang Tian saw on the wat board. It is worth 880 million taels of incense silver. The whole body is made of thousand-year-old agarwood. Wait for the orb.

There are also custom car mats and valances on it.

Huang Tian can only look at it, he can only think about it, if he can afford it, it depends on his fate.

Put the seven spirit pigs into the forest and hand them over to the idle cat tiger god Juli. He has served as Huang Tian's mount several times, so he happened to train these little fragrant pigs.

In the future, there will be no Chenxiang carts, camphor carts, or elm carts, so Huang Tian can still miss them.

"Lantern Festival! Holiday for three days!" Huang Tian summoned Xin Yijiu to wave his big hand: "In the future, there will be rest for festivals like this, and there will be three more days and one day less, so as to save the little demons from complaining.

"The more festivals there are, the more celebrations there will be. When the time comes, it will be lively and attract the yearning of other little demons."

Xin Yijiu secretly said: "This little Huang Papi, why is he so kind all of a sudden?"

(End of this chapter)