I have Futian in my heart

Chapter 446 Soul Eater Apostle
Zhai Leng said respectfully: "Of course not! I was afraid of scaring the snake, so I didn't dare to do anything to him. Everything needs your orders, Master Messenger!"

The voice of the Soul Devourer was full of hatred: "Very good, you did a good job! That Zheng Xiaoming is very cunning and difficult to deal with. You are not his opponent, so leave him to me to deal with!"

"Yes! Messenger!" Zhai Leng said calmly.

But he seemed to be a little worried and said: "Master Messenger, that Zheng Xiaoming is very cunning. His dream fortress is also very weird, what happened last time..."

Last time, the hundreds of soul-eating birds sent by the soul-eating apostles were all cleaned up by Zheng Xiaoming...

That's a huge force equivalent to hundreds of official night watchmen!

To be honest, up to now, not only Zhai Leng, but even Wu Chunsheng didn't know how Zheng Xiaoming dealt with such a powerful force.

If he didn't know that Zheng Xiaoming has such powerful means, it would be impossible for Zheng Xiaoming to solve the matter of Yu Nan Xujie last time!

The soul-devouring apostle's eyes seemed to flicker for a moment, and his voice came slowly: "Don't worry, I've thought about it! That Zheng Xiaoming cultivated is Lei Chi of the Tianwei Army.

Although Thunder Pool is powerful, its capacity is limited.This time, I will send enough undead to burst his lightning pool! "

Zhai Leng was slightly taken aback, this is a good way to deal with Lei Chi.

The most powerful thing in Thunder Pool is the virtual thunder, but the virtual thunder is limited, as long as there is enough cannon fodder, and all the virtual thunder is consumed, it is enough to destroy the thunder pool...

With the power of the soul-devouring apostles, sending ten to twenty thousand undead cannon fodder will surely do it.

But the question is, when did Zheng Xiaoming practice Lei Chi?Why doesn't he know?Isn't Zheng Xiaoming practicing the five battalions of soldiers and horses?
At this moment, Zhai Leng was a little confused!

Did Wu Chunsheng make a mistake, or did the Soul Eater Apostle make a mistake?

You must know that this soul-eating apostle is not an ordinary person, he is one of the thirteen apostles in the sanctuary, and it is said that he is a lord of the virtual world!
Can such a character be mistaken?
But do you think Wu Chunsheng can make a mistake?

Zheng Xiaoming's drawing of the Fifth Battalion of soldiers and horses was given by Wu Chunsheng!
No matter what Zhai Leng was thinking, he finally hid all his thoughts in his stomach: "My lord is wise!"

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In Futian, the refugee barracks, the [-] cannon fodder battalion soldiers were crowded like sardine cans, and it was difficult to get up.

Zheng Xiaoming crammed [-] soldiers into the standard camp that could only accommodate [-] people. Do you think it will not be crowded?
Even Zheng Xiaoming, the instigator, couldn't see it.This is a little too inhumane.

Well, I should make some bunk beds next time... I guess the bunk beds are not enough, at least three or four floors are needed to accommodate so many battalions!

It's okay, the space in this barracks is high enough to accommodate so many people!
Touching his nose, Zheng Xiaoming felt somewhat guilty.

But there is no way, although this barracks is too expensive, it can only be crowded by these cannon fodder.

But although it is impossible to prepare more barracks for them, it can still add an extra meal!Zheng Xiaoming still doesn't lack Lingmi.

"It's dinner, it's dinner..."

He greeted and spilled the Lingmi.As a result, the whole barracks became commotion, and the surge of people's heads was very similar to the situation when feeding bait in artificially raised fish ponds.

Although it doesn't cost much to recruit these cannon fodder battalions, they still have to be given food to maintain their existence.

Although they are all cannon fodder, you can't starve them all to death, right?

Although the more economical way is to starve to death, the remaining Lingmi.The next time you use it, you will be recruited temporarily.

Anyway, it costs money to build barracks, but it doesn't cost money to recruit these battalions!

But Zheng Xiaoming thinks that being a human being should not be too much...

Feeding one Lingmi to this cannon fodder battalion for ten and a half months is enough to ensure that they will not starve to death, and it will not cost too much money.

Of course, this time Zheng Xiaoming found out with conscience that he fed these battalion soldiers a second meal in just five days, which should be regarded as an extra meal!

Zheng Xiaoming felt that he had a good heart.

After feeding these cannon fodder soldiers, Zheng Xiaoming began to build the origin of the dream with peace of mind.

The process of constructing the origin is not complicated, it only needs enough power of merit to condense an origin dao fruit, but put it into the framework of the dream fortress.

Zheng Xiaoming has gone through this process many times, and it is not difficult.

But now, as the original dao fruit matures in Futian, it is stuffed into the frame to form a new dao fruit, and the whole process looks as easy as pouring concrete.

"This is already the origin of the eleventh dream, and if we work harder today, we will be able to condense the origin of the twelfth dream!"

Looking at the origin of a dream that had just been condensed, Zheng Xiaoming smiled.

Whether it is a "wall", a "door", or a "floor".In fact, the origin of all dreams is being strengthened, expanding the dream space.

To use an analogy, the dream space is like a container that holds spiritual power.Then the process of constructing the origin of the dream is to continuously expand and strengthen this container.

The process of constructing the origin of the dream is quite difficult and requires the most refined spiritual power to be poured little by little.The process is like pouring cement into the frame of a house.

For others, this process is really difficult.But for Zheng Xiaoming, with the Dao fruit of origin, as long as he has enough merit power, he can easily pour the origin of dreams one by one.

He was preparing to continue building the origin of the twelfth dream, when he suddenly found that he had run out of ghost face stones.

"I'll buy more next time! Grandpa is rich!" Zheng Xiaoming thought.

Since there is no ghost face stone for the time being, let's condense an innate true energy first.

At this time, cultivation is in full swing, so I don't want to give up halfway.

If you can't build the origin of the dream, then condense your innate qi!
Then he sat cross-legged and began to practice zhenqi.The mental power is like the water that opens the gate, flowing down, merging with the blood energy in the body, and turning it into an innate true energy.

With the massive consumption of mental power, countless people invested in the sea of ​​spiritual consciousness to supplement the consumption of mental power.

However, the blood energy in the body began to be consumed violently, which required the supplement of strong vitality fruit.

It's a pity that the Zhuangyuan fruit needs not only the power of merit to be born, but also the power of virtue, that is, aura.

At this moment, there is no ghost face stone, so Zheng Xiaoming directly uses Lingmi to transform it into spiritual energy.

The Lingmi is pure, unlike the Grimace Stone, and it also contains the power of doomsday. The same unit can produce more spiritual energy.

But ghost face stones are not worth much, and one Lingmi can buy a lot of them.

It is simply too extravagant to use Lingmi to turn into spirit energy!

Zheng Xiaoming just condensed a piece of innate true energy and stopped practicing.

These days the landlord's family has no surplus food, nor is it so extravagant to waste!
"It's better to go to Rainbow City and buy a few hundred million ghost face stones..."

Zheng Xiaoming thought.

(End of this chapter)