Chapter 337 You are all weak!

When Shi Yao stabilized, Wang Ling began to do his own thing.

I saw Wang Ling's hand pinching formula, stepping on his feet, the sleeves of the robe flying, the hair without wind automatic, the white fog around, rolling, the fairy wind is four, the air is extraordinary, and the eight suddenly have the feeling of seeing the living immortals.

"This temperament! This posture! This is the fairy style!" Shi Ba secretly praised.

After looking at it for a while, I couldn't see anything famous. Shi Ba found a place next to him to nest, meditated, hung up, and was distracted. Shi Wenchang came to his senses.

"Taoist friend! Where did you go in the Eastern Han Dynasty? Wang Ling asked Wenchang.

"It hasn't been long since I found the Fudi Cave of Huaguo Mountain."

"Sure enough!" Wang Ling sighed, "I just meditated and meditated on everything that happened thousands of years ago. I was in a trance like a dream in another world, and I was also going there for a long time in my dream. That's right! Please go back to the Eastern Han Dynasty as soon as possible..."

After listening to Wang Ling's explanation, Shi Wenchang quickly became distracted and returned to the Eastern Han Dynasty. Watching Wang Ling finish a set of magic things, he opened his voice to stop: "Taoist friend, take a break!"

With that, he relayed the words of the Mausoleum of the Southern Song Dynasty to the Mausoleum of the Eastern Han Dynasty.

"If you want to hurry, you can't do it! Now that you have successfully found the last blessed place, you just dive on the spot and devote yourself to practicing Xuangong to a great success. Remember! Before Xuangong is completed, don't take a step out of Huaguo Mountain! Otherwise, your life will be in danger, and nothing will happen!"

"This!" Wang Ling looked hesitant.

"I know you are very anxious, but sometimes, anxiety will only be bad! Wait for the opportunity! It is difficult to change your life against the sky. If there is no perfect opportunity, how can you achieve success with manpower alone?

Wang Ling's face has changed for a long time, but it is unprecedentedly vivid - at ordinary times, Wang Ling's face has always been an ancient well without waves, as light as water.

After hesitating for a long time, he finally sighed: "Taoist friend! I'll close my doors for latent practice. If you have nothing to do, you might as well come and practice!"

"Uh...unately! Someone just called me!" Shi Ba apologized and said, "We'll see you next day!"

Tear it back to Jiaozhi City.

"You people! They are all weak!" As soon as I arrived at the gate of the treatment center, I heard a voice coming from inside.

"This game is not played like this at all, do you understand!" One more step, the words of the people inside will be more severe.

"The set in your mind has been out of date for a long time, don't you understand?" It's tougher.

"Do you know what the hyperspace effect is?" The voice continued to question.

"I know! We planted some medicine in the territory of the Eastern Han Dynasty, and we could get a lot of good medicine in the Southern Song Dynasty. Isn't this the time-space effect? Time is seven times.

"What else?" The voice continued to ask.

Shiba opened the door and saw the owner of the sound. As expected, it is the soul of death. However.

is the Zhengtai version. After the sound has been processed, it is much more immature. Moreover, the tone of speech is much better than that of "adult state" and "cock".

"Dead soul! Why are you here too?"

"I can't help but kill the character of the fantasy world and come. Such a powerful rule as the space-time effect has not attracted enough attention from the guild! I really can't wait."

"Rules? Awesome?" Shi Bawei was stunned. When can rules be described as powerful?

Soon, they will know why the soul of death uses "powerful" to describe the rule of hyperspace effect. But before that.

"Other things. Let's set up a professional funeral team first!"

"The funeral team?"

"Yes! We are in public now! Of course, we have to pay close attention to such a big funeral. This is very important! There is a sacrifice in the life player this time..."

Soon, the life player named Beast Taixian was appointed as the temporary sacrifice of the time and space of the Eastern Han Dynasty. I am responsible for the funeral of the people. The monks and Taoist wizards who are still helping people with funerals and make a living, regardless of sects and sources, are all collected by the guild and eat public meals. From then on, they have no worries about food and clothing. The rest is to do things for others and get bonuses.

All the funeral matters they handle, the time and place of the funeral, the funeral items, and the specifications of the tomb are registered one by one for inquiry. Although I don't understand the use of doing this, there must be their reason for the people above to do so, and the people below do so.

In addition, various professional training has also been carried out for the technical quality of the tomb-building construction team, striving for the tomb to be rigorous and durable.

On the refresh day next month, the guild turned around and stole a lot of good ancient tombs in the Jiaozhi area and collected some good antiques.

"What kind of horse is called tomb robbery? This is called tomb robbery!" The soul of death proudly declared.

"Wh! This is called prison self-stealing!" Even a talkative person like Dark Night couldn't help swearing.

Such a thing not only breaks through their imagination, but also violates their moral line. This trick is so bad!

But this is only the first step, the next step.

"It's too cowardly to steal a tomb! Let's continue to work hard to occupy the cross-toe of the time and space of the Southern Song Dynasty!"

"Wh! Destroy the country? We're not so tough, are we?"

"Extermination of the country? No need! We can occupy them from within! Didn't we all reach the age of seventeen or eight in order to be suitable for fighting? It's a good time to talk about marriage! Hurry up! If you find the right one, get married! Don't squeak with me! Remember it!

Those who end up will be punished!

Three wives and four concubines are your minimum requirements!

Seventeen or eight wives, encourage them to pass!

Thirty-six first wives and seventy-two young wives, worthy of praise!

There are three thousand in the harem and tens of thousands of descendants. Such a stallion is the model of our guild!"

The speech of the soul of death is mostly like this.

Players calculate, if you want tens of thousands of children and grandchildren... Suppose that a model of the guild has three hundred and 265 wives every day, and each wife can take turns every year. If it is guaranteed that the bullets do not fall, then he can have 365 children every year, which is 3,600 in ten years. One hundred and fifty, thirty years... In about thirty years, the model worker can probably complete the task of 10,000 children...

"Hurry up! Go find your wife! It's up to you animals whether you can successfully complete the task of occupying Jiaozhi State!"

Turning to the advance team members of the guild, they received the task and immediately went out to search for age-appropriate NPCs all over Jiaozhi, talk about love, and pass on the family.

A year later, this group of people successfully produced the first generation.

A thousand years later, the ten families of Jiaozhi Kingdom disintegrated the king's rule from the inside. Turning around, the guild peacefully accepted a large piece of land.

This is what I said later.

Shortly after the release of the stallion mission, the soul of death immediately started a new plan.