After being convinced that the Three Witch said all the knowledge, Wei Yuan fed them to seagrass.
I have just eaten the two big wions, and three small witch is like a dessert after a meal. Sea and plants express a happy mood, but only one branches have a new one.
The environment of the fireworks in the world is obviously not suitable for the survival of the witch. Even if the three witch is not fed, it will not be able to live for a few hours without being tortured.
Wei Yuan's eyes immediately fell on the island piled up by the underworld. The island's environment at this moment is similar to the six or seven points of the cold world.
some.
However, the environment on the island is not suitable for mortals to survive. Only the Daoji period can go to the island to act. Wei Yuan wants to build a witch prison on the island, and more people need more people.
So Wei Yuan issued a instruction to expand the scale of the Holy Museum of fighting and war, increase the recruitment members, and speed up the cultivation of Taoist monks.
Previously, Wei Yuan had included the six arts of Taichu Palace in the fireworks on earth, and at the same time, hundreds of various casting methods were also included.
Generally speaking, no matter what talented mortals, you can always find a practice method that suits him. However, Wei Yuan still feels uncomfortable, so he arranged a long -term task, which is based on these exercises.
There are some casting methods for mortals suitable for fireworks on earth.
At this time, the two lords of the Holy Museum had already searched for the return of materials, and the two had their own gains.
Wei Yuan looked at it. The deputy museum owner was holding several strange grass, several fruits, and two beasts tied to, and a few things that do not know whether it was insect eggs or bird eggs. Basic
They are all spiritual beings in the cold world.
And the lord owner has everything, more than a dozen pieces of stones, several dead wood, two strange fruits, and a few different soil.
From the collection of items, we can see that the temperament of the two people is also completely different. Wei Yuan suddenly asked: "What are your names?"
Both of them are stunned. The mortals in the fireworks on earth are not named. They use their own way to remember people. In the fairy plant, everyone has a unique number. When they recognize each other
It is to confirm the number of the other party.
Now that Wei Yuan suddenly asked, there seemed to be a lightning passing in the consciousness of the two, breaking the dark world, and a new world.
The owner of the deputy museum first said: "My surname is dragon, Long Wushuang!"
As soon as the name came out, his temperament suddenly changed, and some of the heavens and the earth poured down a certain invisible and qualitative thing. He paid attention to his body, and then he gave birth to a little spiritual spirit.
Earlier, mortals in the fireworks only look like people, but in fact, because there is no physical body, only 30 % are in terms of the integrity of the soul.
Now, with the birth of a little spiritual spirit, Long Wushuang's soul is more complete, and it has improved to 60 %. It seems that it has spanned an intangible level, making him feel different.
Now Long Wushuang has his own thoughts, with his own personality, more like a real person.
The owner of the museum was as hesitant as always, as if thinking, but in fact, he secretly observed the state of Long Wushuang, and then suddenly he suddenly lost his mind.
Similarly, after he had the name, there was an invisible and qualitative concentration in the heavens and the earth, and he gave birth to a little spiritual spirit. He quickly glanced at the surroundings, and then converged the light in his eyes, and stood honestly in the place.
Wei Yuan stroked his chin and looked at Han Li, thinking about it. Is this guy born backbone?
This part of the name seems to have a special role in mortal people in the fireworks on earth. Wei Yuan tried to ask the names of other mortals, but only two Xianji monks successfully got their names, self -reliance, and other people did not respond.
Then, then
It seems that Xianji or Daoji later got his own name, the threshold of spiritual spirituality.
The samples of the cold world brought back by the two were handed over to various research institutes for research. At this time, Wei Yuan found that a group of mortals built a two -in -small courtyard in the open space in the city.
Brand: Four Sea Tongtu Xianzhou Engineering Research Institute.
Wei Yuan looked at the vast sea around, and defaulted to the establishment of this research institute.
Wei Yuan's consciousness returned to Youhan Realm and identified the hidden star in the sky, and finally confirmed the country where Uncle Li was, so he ran towards that direction.
Walking, Wei Yuan suddenly stopped, and then a faint light passed by himself, only a few inches apart!
Later, the gulf of the way appeared, and it was incredible. Wei Yuan dodged again and again, but with his body's speed slower than the light, there were several mouthfuls on his body.
There is no entity in the cold world, and everyone exists in the form of the Yuanshen, so Wei Yuan's injuries are directly injured on the Yuanshen, which hurts him to suck air -conditioning.
After a round of emergency attack, the light suddenly closed, and a witch figure appeared, sneered at Wei Yuan: "You promoted the law, and did not become."
Wei Yuan looked at her face carefully and said suddenly: "I remember! You are the witch that looks like our family. What do you call?"
Painting heart is furious: "Who looks like a human family?"
In fact, a face is really similar to the woman of the human race, but at this moment there is a seven -color scales in the eyebrows. In terms of appearance, she is quite outstanding.
The score is pulled back.
However, the aesthetic aesthetics of the witch and the human race is very different. In the eyes of the witch, the bigger the body, the more beautiful, the more beautiful the shape is from the younger.
It is the superb beautiful man who belongs to the congenital mating holy body.
And painting heart is slender, there are no extra parts on the body, that is, the ugly is ugly, and the kind of being ridiculed by his companions from childhood to childhood.
Wei Yuan suddenly thought of something, looking at the expression of painting heart into sympathy. He hadn't spoken yet, and the painted heart felt bad. He screamed: "Shut up!"
Wei Yuan said that he was on his mouth. Where would he stop?
At the moment, I asked seriously: "You are a hidden breath, and the magical power of shuttle void will not be too ugly.
Painting heart furious: "You look for death?!"
Wei Yuan flashed her series of fierce attacks and continued: "I haven't finished talking! How old are you?"
I kept on the hand and said subconsciously: "Ninety -seven, what's wrong?"
Wei Yuan added two more wounds, but he seemed to have nothing to do, ask: "Ninety -seven, it's not small. Then have you matched it?"
In the depths of the painting body, there was a storm that broke out, and the breath went straight to the sky!
The surroundings of the two were full of violent energy, and countless small stones floated to the sky. There were lightning lights appearing in the virtual sky. Several landscapes had fallen around the two, and a piece of floats were fried.
The scales at the heart of painting turned into deep black, and her fingertips condensed a dark horror thunderbolt, which continued to increase.
At this moment, dozens of Taoist warriors suddenly appeared around the paintings, and everyone held heavy shields and occupied all directions. They all drilled directly from the ground. Early, the heart was so angry that they were so angry that they were confused.
When did these Taoist samurai set up?
The Daoji samurai held by the shield immediately limited the scope of the painting activity to a very small range, and Wei Yuan no longer covered it. The power was overwhelming.
Chapter completed!