From A Stronghold NPC To The Final BOSS Chapter 771: The wool is almost ready
"Is this the spirit race?"
The wind looked not far ahead, where a green grass was moving against the wind.
A powerful idea.
Rising from the grass, there is no way to ignore it.
When the spirit race was not really born, he didn't understand what a spirit race was.
Can follow the establishment of the spirit family.
The wind understands now.
What kind of creatures can be classified as spirit races.
"Spirit Race——"
"There are so many vegetation between heaven and earth. If all vegetation gives birth to spiritual wisdom and can be classified as spirit races, then the number of spirit races is a bit too much!"
The wind looked at the green grass without making any movements.
Being watched by him.
The green grass that just gave birth to spiritual wisdom is now trembling.
As a newly born spirit race.
The strength of this grass is only in the Real Martial Realm.
When it comes to strength, it is completely at the bottom of the world.
At this moment, being watched by a strong person in the realm of power, you can imagine how much pressure you will endure.
Just when the grass was trembling.
Feng slowly retracted his gaze.
He didn't intend to attack a True Martial Realm Spirit Race.
In his eyes.
The spirit race in the real martial state is no different from the ants.
More on that.
The Spirit Race has just become immortal with the strong, and it is not a wise approach to rashly attack the Spirit Race.
If the emperor of the spirit race is angered by any chance, the wind will not be able to contend with it.
"This time the spirit emperor crossed the catastrophe to become immortal, it can be regarded as showing me how to go ahead. It is just a system of physical body sanctification. When I become immortal, I will encounter thunder robbery.
If the physical body is not strong enough, the success rate of crossing the catastrophe will be much lower.
In this way, I need to find a way to temper my body. "
The face of the wind is changing. As the first creatures born in the world, he is qualified to see the mark between the world and the earth.
The scene of Jianmu crossing the robbery has already been recorded by heaven and earth.
So.
The wind can also take this opportunity to comprehend the mystery of the other side's transformation into a fairy.
It can be said.
Jianmu took the lead in becoming immortal, opening a door for other creatures.
When there is no first creature to become an immortal, the true immortal is a locked door for them.
He wanted to open the door and comprehend the mystery inside, but there was no way to find the key.
Now built wood into a fairy.
It is equivalent to opening the lock on the door and helping them push the door open.
That's it.
The difficulty of the subsequent beings becoming immortals will be reduced a lot.
Feng has already seen his eyebrows now, and he knows how he should go in the future.
After understanding the system of physical sanctification, he never thought that he would follow a system of rules and preaching.
It's about strength after all.
The creatures who walk in the fleshly sanctified system will be much stronger than the ruled preaching system.
"Between the heavens and the earth, all the spiritual wisdom born from vegetation is classified into the spirit race, but since I was born, I have been the only one in existence. In comparison, I am much lonely."
When Feng thinks of the Spirit Race, he also has emotion in his heart.
Since his birth, he has traveled a lot between heaven and earth.
Except for seeing Qin Shujian who is similar to him when he was just conceived, he has never seen a creature exactly like him.
It's okay if the spirit race does not appear.
Can follow the emergence of the spirit race.
Feng's heart has also undergone slight changes.
"Since the spirit race can be born, why don't I create a human race, but what is the use of creating a human race? In the end, I am the only one."
"Unless--"
"Other human races can be born."
It is undoubtedly difficult to have other human races conceived, and Feng has no other way for a while.
When this idea was born in his mind, there was a voice in his own mind telling him that this approach was right.
Just.
How to do it in detail.
The wind is also unknown.
For a while.
He sat down on the top of the mountain, lost in deep thought.
Spring goes to autumn.
One year has passed, and the wind is still sitting still.
Finally.
His lost eyes gradually focused, and his sitting still body finally got up.
The body shook slightly.
All the filth on the body is gone.
"Oh!"
A long sigh came from Feng's mouth.
Thinking hard for a year, he didn't think about what to do to give birth to more human races.
The wind also understands.
If you sit down again, let alone a year, even ten or a hundred years, there will be no results.
So, he doesn't plan to waste time here anymore.
Get up from the top of the mountain.
The wind left directly Yukong.
I can’t find a way to create a human race here, so take a look at another place.
Since my premonition tells myself that I am right, then my thoughts must not be wrong.
There is no success now.
I can only say that I didn't find the right way.
In the rest of the time, the wind walked all over the mountains and rivers on foot, silently understanding the world, improving his own strength, and at the same time looking for ways to create the human race.
The inner hall of Tiangong.
Above the throne.
Qin Shujian pays close attention to the changes in the inner world, whether it is the building of a wooden crossing to become a fairy or the subsequent changes, he has not concealed his eyes and ears.
Among them.
His more attention fell on Feng.
Perhaps it is the reason for being a human race.
Qin Shujian paid more attention to the wind of the same human race.
Judging from the actions of the wind, he is almost certain that the Inner Heaven and Earth Human Race is about to be officially born.
Not born right now.
It's just a matter of time.
"The simplest way for the human race to be born is to fabricate people, but I still can't interfere too much."
Looking at the wind around Inner World and falling into confusion, Qin Shujian resisted the urge to point him.
The world moves.
Naturally, there is a pattern.
If you intervene without authorization, then it will have the meaning of helping others.
More on that.
If he personally pointed out, even if Feng created the human race in the future, the other party would not get as much benefit as before.
This is an opportunity to be the first human race between heaven and earth.
Qin Shujian didn't want to destroy either.
Retracting his mind from IndoMTL.com~ He also focused his attention on himself.
"In more than a year, all the rules of the true immortal born of the ten thousand races have been comprehended by me. The rules of the inner world have almost a thousand more seeds.
In a short period of time, the number of true immortals born by the ten thousand races has almost reached the limit.
To break this limit, it takes a certain amount of time to consume. "
Break through the true fairy, not only is there enough resources, but also the understanding of the rules.
At present, more than a thousand true immortals can be born from the ten thousand races, which has completely exceeded Qin Shujian's expectation.
If there are more follow-ups, the difficulty of the rules will increase a lot.
So.
For him, the wool that can be squeezed is almost squeezed.
The rest.
Wait for the seeds to take root and germinate.