Mixed Miners

Yang Ling's face was not pumped a few times. The old man was deeply resentful, and the earth civilization was destroyed by him once. He still remembered his plan of making gods.

However, it is his madness to explore the truth, which made him have today's success, at least in Yang Ling's view, the old man is very close to success.

An artificial god, a mechanical organism plus the power of the spirit, no vitality, no aura, what realm will it reach? Because you don't need to practice, if you can infinitely enlarge the power of the soul, what will it be like in the end...

The old man once said that the purpose of human training is to constantly strengthen his own soul power, the realm of the environment, the spiritual environment, and the virtual environment. They are constantly preparing for the evolution of the soul. When it is strong enough, people no longer need this body. When they enter the legendary way, they can turn into hundreds of millions, and God will read everything. Everything is their own soul carrier.

rub! Too mysterious!

Yang Ling thought about it for a while and left this thought behind. The old man said that he had never heard of it for millions of years. There were never monks in the nine days and ten places to reach the crossing. The virtual world is already the top. The existence of it.

Next, Yang Ling walked upstairs in a circle, and went to the fossil belly of the one-horned red soul to look at the huge eggs, and found that the eggs had been soaked in several full In the light green liquid culture tank, there is a light curtain suspended above, and there is only one number on the light curtain.

The green liquid is actually a mixture of the real water and the life ore and the spiritual stone. Because the spider old man is not a biologist, he is neither interested nor experienced in hatching, and the stick is very interested. Tiandu squatted on the egg and gradually disappointed after a few months. Later, he made these incubators according to Yang Ling's tips and his own imagination.

Yang Ling pressed his finger to one of the eggs and felt it. The larvae inside were more than one meter long, curled up in the egg, and the big head and the tail had a good look. It was a breath of life when it was first discovered in the cave. It turned out to be a lot stronger.

In fact, Yang Ling has always been very interested in the unicorn red soul, the strangeness of this worm is beyond his imagination, the power of a larvae is comparable to the monk of the gods.

At the beginning of a battle in the cave of Ghost Village, he still remembers it. If it was not the system that suddenly reminded the town of the soul tower to upgrade, it is estimated that he has now become a pile of insect dung under the cave.

Now, more than half a year later, under the sea bream of Yuanxiao, the worm that was more than ten meters long has grown to more than 50 meters long, which looks very scary, but it is more than 400 meters long. The fossils are still far worse than the fossils.

Although the one-horned red soul is ugly and horrible, it is very clever, often in order to ask for a piece of meat to eat, squatting on the ground to sell and sprout, and also learned to shake the tail with the two eggs.

If these eggs are hatched in the future, Yang Ling's brain fills up. Seven or eight hundred tens of meters of ugly big worms collectively spoiled and sold the scene, and suddenly could not help but wipe the forehead's sweat.

These worms are better not to hatch.

Special fee for meat.

And still do not know what to do after raising a big?

Well, the next time I go to the mine, I must take the bug and see if I can fight. According to the truth, its combat power should be good.

Yang Ling turned back and greeted the old man of the spider and prepared to leave.

The old man of the spider hooked his clothes and asked: "Listen to the last time you said this guy has a son?"

"Yeah!" Yang Ling patted his furry paws and said, "But the kid, don't make up your mind."

The spider's old man's eyes turned a few times and said, "I didn't hit his idea. Last time you didn't say that you got a bug in the child's head? I think the bug's research on me may be more useful... ”

Yang Ling suddenly remembered this matter. God swept the inside of the ring and his finger flicked. A black flatworm fell on the workbench. "You don't say that I almost forgot, this is that. Only insects."

Then he grabbed it with a hand and a dirty glass jar appeared in his hand. "This jar seems to be a worm egg. I brought it back together and I will give it to you!"

The old man of the spider was overjoyed, and immediately the bottle was smashed in front of himself like a baby. The eight claws of excitement screamed. "Yes, you can help me get some live animals. I will do a living test."

Yang Ling’s face was instantly dark.

......

Time has passed for a few days, getting closer and closer to the Spring Festival.

Yang Ling has basically not done anything in the past few days. After missing for a few months, he really does not want to leave the earth again.

During the day, I accompanied four women, instructed them to practice and refine alchemy, and took time to repair the thatched house in Yufudongtian, and put a wooden bridge next to the Xiaoshuitan. Sun Xiaojing took the rocking chair from the emperor’s courtyard. The stone bench and the large water tank with two flowers are placed on the platform on the mountainside, which adds a lot of life.

Sun Xiaojing and Han Xue Han Xinglin are surrounded by large water tanks. They study a few red koi in the market. They bought them during the day and went to the aquatic market. There are also several ornamental aquatic plants. Pleasant.

Yang Ling is lying on the old rattan rocking chair~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The micro-closed eyes are shaking, and he has no interest in this kind of squid that can only be seen and cannot be eaten.

Oda Snowy squats on the skirt, barefooted, carrying a plate of colorful fruit from the small waterhole below, along the slanting stone path, the hair is covered with a grass vine, there are still a few The wildflowers swayed gently as she walked around, looking full of leisure and wildness.

"Master, eat fruit~! This is what I just picked, there is a big one in the west, it tastes good!" Oda Snow put the plate on the stone table beside the rocking chair, pick up a clean The purple-red berries are placed in Yang Ling's mouth.

The three women who were kneeling beside the fish tank looked back at the weird look.

The identity of Oda Snowko is now clear. Although Yang Ling’s hobby is not acceptable, there is no prejudice against Oda Snow, and she still treats her like a sister.

Wow, sweet and refreshing, full of mouthful!

Yang Ling’s face is full of sly smiles. If he has lived this little day, isn’t the gods happy? (To be continued.)