Fang Ning slept for another three years.

Until he was woken up by the old man: "Your golden retriever fairy dog ​​has been cultivated."

"So fast? I haven't become a god yet." Fang Ning rubbed his eyes, looking incredible.

"This fully shows that you are not even as good as a dog." The old man took the opportunity to give Fang Ning a stick.

"Damn it, then you are a system that is worse than a dog." Fang Ning fought back.

"..." The old man had nothing to say.

Fang Ning was about to enter the mysterious realm of Dragon when he suddenly realized something.

"Wait, when will you recover from the Dragon Mystery Realm? Where is my wife's family?"

"Uh, you just remembered that when you went to the prehistoric world, I felt it was time to recover. But your wife and family were still digitized. After all, they are useless now and will only waste my food." The old man said with a serene thought.

"You are cruel enough. If you see anyone you don't want to use it in the future, you will turn someone into a photo and hang it up, right?" Fang Ning scolded.

"Hey, you reminded me that I have to remember it. This suggestion is good, remember you for one's sake." The old man said with relief.

Fang Ning was too lazy to talk nonsense. When he entered the Dragon Mysterious Realm, he saw three dogs greeting him neatly.

From left to right, there are black dogs, golden retrievers, and yellow dogs.

Everyone was surrounded by fairy spirit. After careful examination, except for the black dog, the other two dogs had one leg missing, one without the front legs and the other without the hind legs.

"Hiss, the price of becoming an immortal dog is really a bit high..." Fang Ning sympathized.

The golden retriever and the yellow dog looked at each other and started crying "whimpering".

"Okay, okay, Lao Jin and Lao Huang, you can't grow up, why are you crying? I want to contribute one leg, but I don't want to do even the great immortal. When you gave your legs, you were very active." Black Dogzi wondered.

The yellow dog wanted to bite this idiot, but he was afraid of hurting his big teeth. What an opportunity to win the sympathy of his master. If he didn't do it well, he could get some rewards, so he was ruined.

"So that's it." Fang Ning raised his face.

Huang Quan had to smile dryly and said, "Master, I haven't seen you for a long time. I was excited for a moment and couldn't help myself."

"Well, you're intent, you're a good dog," Fang Ning nodded, "Golden Retriever, what's wrong with you?"

The golden retriever rolled his eyes and said, "Yes, I think I have absorbed the memory of the God of Death, and now I can finally help my master, so I'm so happy to cry."

"..." The black dog moved a few more steps to the left, unlike these two shameless similar people.

"Haha, very good," Fang Ning nodded, "Since you are so dedicated, now that the world is born and you are about to serve, let you be a god of heaven and patrol dog, which can be considered a golden body."

"Thank you, Master." Huang Quan hurriedly prostrated himself and thanked him continuously.

The golden retriever reacted slowly and followed the four bodies to provoke.

"Master, then what am I doing?" Black Dogzi asked with his eyes wide open.

"Oh, you are responsible for supervising them and don't let them make mistakes." Fang Ning said naturally.

The black dog slanted the dog and showed its majestic front legs.

"Okay, let's talk nonsense, Golden Retriever, I'll ask you, now there are demonic thoughts in the world that are full of demonic thoughts that are bewitching people's hearts and demonic words confusing the public. How should we deal with them?" Fang Ning asked.

The golden retriever grabbed his head and said happily: "Master, this is simple. As long as you establish a corresponding altar and organize the public to sacrifice regularly, you can burn their demonic thoughts and let them return to Qingming Festival."

"Well, this is not bad. You can't believe in God, but you can worship the ancestors of heaven and earth. This is a natural thing, and by the way, they can also have a grateful heart." Fang Ning nodded.

"My master is wise. I have several methods of sacrifice here, all of which are dedicated to the master." The golden retriever said, stretching his legs and fingers, and a stone slab appeared, with many words and pictures carved on it.

"Very good, you have indeed had supernatural powers, and it is worth my cultivation of you." Fang Ning praised.

"Yes, you first bleed it, and then you let it be scolded, and it almost turned into a dog meat pot. It was so well cultivated." The old man said contemptuously.

"Stop sow discord," Fang Ning said salivating, "There is already a method, hurry up and go to the world to release it."

"You have to do this. I will not interfere with the movement of the world at will, it will consume extra power." The old man refused.

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Fang Ning returned to the prime minister's mansion, which created his own world, and handed over the method of organizing people's sacrifices and uniting people's hearts to Quan Prime Minister, so that the other party could handle it with full authority.

At this time, his own world was not very big, only the size of the ancient Jiuzhou.

If the whole world wants to grow, it still needs to accumulate spiritual power and then transform material from the void to expand the world.

At the same time, the matter that makes up the world itself will also decay and turn into void.

If the spiritual power cannot be exceeded, it will repeat the same mistake and eventually return to nirvana.

The saint originally wanted to use Fang Ning's hands to clear the gods and then draw strength from the Earth universe, but the gods did not sit still and wait for death. They directly led the entire world to collapse and merge with the Earth universe to achieve the future.

After fixing the accident of the devil's rebellion, Fang Ning began to think about how to accelerate the development.

After going to the old world, although he only tried it briefly, he still felt the difference deeply.

Just talking about the size of the world, it is far from comparable to his world.

"Oh, our world is still too small. Uncle, don't you still have some planets there? Let's break it and fill it in?" Fang Ning decided to take care of the uncle's autumn wind.

"It's all your fault. If I had asked me to move diligently, I wouldn't have been so poor." The old man complained.

"Look at what you said, there are so many people who have transported them. Do you still want to leave? Can the Heavenly Dao let us go?" Fang Ning said contemptuously, "I am really short-sighted. Hurry up and take out another planet. I remember you have digitized at least seventy or eighty planets."

"You think beautifully. Your world has not been debugged yet. Why do I have to invest so much material? You also know that the world will be damaged by material operations. Now your world is just barely balanced, and it is far from reaching the point of self-generating cycles. If you invest too much, isn't it too risky?" the old man asked back.

"Forget it, what you said makes sense. If the boat is small, you can turn around. I will tinker slowly first." Fang Ning was so kind. After all, what the old man said was right.

He thought about it and decided to go out for a private visit.

"Xiao Wu, go out with me."

While saying that, he took out a flying boat from his portable space and sat on it.

Xiao Wu followed carefully.

"You save some money, you consume extraordinary power here, and the whole world will also consume it." The old man was very reluctant.

"This is where I went? You can't let me ride a horse, right? That's so tiring." Fang Ning turned a deaf ear and drove the boat upwards.

Seeing this, people in the prime minister's mansion came out to bow and worship, and the immortals went out for a trip. This was a big deal.

But they didn't know that the fate of their own world depends entirely on the result of this trip.

If the result is not as good as Fang Ning thought, it is normal for the world to return to chaos, which is called timely stop loss.

The flying boat was flying in the sky, and Fang Ning first looked at the capital under his feet.

The capital is called Jiuzhou City, with a population of more than 200,000. In this period of low productivity, it is definitely a metropolis.

The city is built along the river and the materials are distributed easily, which can only afford a large number of full-time population.

The sanitary conditions in the city are good. After all, this was designed and constructed by ancient people, and they still have basic knowledge in their minds.

The city is divided into four fangs, east, west, south and north. Each fang has a different population. Dongfang is a place where nobles gather, with a small population and mostly officials.

Xifang is a middle-aged family, most of whom are merchants and handicraftsmen.

Beifang is full of poor people. They rely on selling their labor to support the city's labor needs, cleaning, transportation, various long-term and short-term workers, etc.

Nanfang is a gathering place for factories and the main place for the city to create wealth, such as blacksmith shops, weaving farms, carpenter shops, etc.

Fang Ning looked down and hadn't seen him for three years, and finally saw the shadow of the new law.

Each workshop has built a certain number of schools for children to go to school, and the modern basic scientific knowledge is taught in the school.

There are not many schools, but this is a good sign.

Of course, Fang Ning could let the old man appear in a large number of schools directly, but that was meaningless because it could not create spiritual power.

Only by allowing these people to operate on their own, create wealth and support themselves can they generate a continuous stream of spiritual power.

He devoted his knowledge without capital to regaining his priceless spiritual power.
Chapter completed!