Create mythical beasts

Chapter 61 Lost for Eight Hundred Miles

Tianzhu Building, top floor.

"How long?"

Jiang Hongyi overlooked the entire city. He liked the feeling of being a king, but he didn't like waiting.

He was accompanied by a young secretary in his early twenties named Lin An.

Highlights, - male.

Young female secretaries are common, but young male secretaries are harder to find than a three-legged toad...

Jiang Hongyi chose him as his secretary because he naturally saw that he had a unique frame and talent, and he happened to be his nephew.

"Mr. Jiang, we're here!" Suddenly, Zhuang Shiyun looked happy and pointed to one place.

Jiang Hongyi looked at it with a startled expression.

——The appearance is okay, but the design of the chicken coop, flip-flops, big pants, and holding a plastic bag in the hand is really weird.

When he was guessing what kind of creation tools were in the bag, the other party took out a piece of lard pot helmet from the bag and ate it hummingly.

"Su Yi hasn't slept all night. He must have just gotten up and hasn't eaten yet." Ren Fangfei was not surprised and explained a few words for the young man.

"I'm going to prepare a blanket," Zhuang Shiyun looked at it for a while and said thoughtfully, "It's okay for now, but it might be a bit cold after a while..."

Jiang Hongyi glanced at Zhuang Shiyun and became more and more surprised.

He has watched this little girl grow up, and he knows the temper of the other party's eldest lady very well. When did she become a considerate little cotton-padded jacket?Or someone else’s thoughtful little cotton-padded jacket...

If you want Lao Zhuang to know, he won't be angry to death?
"Mr. Jiang, do you want to go down and meet him?" Ren Fangfei suggested.

"No need, what can I do if I see you?" Jiang Hongyi shook his head with a smile and pointed at the screen, "I'll just watch here and let him speak on his own terms."

He was expressing his dissatisfaction.

……

C-level creation room.

Su Yi stretched and did a set of stretching exercises. On the other side, Zhuang Shiyun had everything ready and placed the original spores and yin-yang talisman in front of Su Yi.

very satisfied.

Su Yi first left an imprint with the yin and yang talisman, then placed the original spore on his forehead and enjoyed the gentle knife.

As the number of creations increased, he gradually became accustomed to this pain.

"Wait a minute, why does this step look a bit like the Taoist method of killing three corpses?" After getting used to it, Su Yi felt something.

Killing the three corpses means cutting off one's own good corpse, evil corpse and one's own corpse, which means cutting off all kinds of obsessions. One can truly be supreme and forget one's feelings, and become an immortal.

This is similar to creation.

"It seems that there are still many secrets hidden in this world..." He muttered, "Are there really immortals in the world? Forget it, I don't envy mandarin ducks or immortals, I only envy Mr. Hou every day."

In the cauldron of mending the sky, the original spores stretched out their tentacles, steadily eating away at the organs of alien beasts, dividing the flesh and blood of limbs, step by step, step by step.

"Oh? It's very stable. It seems that it will succeed in one try..." Jiang Hongyi nodded. He suddenly noticed that Ren Fangfei's expression seemed disappointed and she shook her head unconsciously.

Disappointed?

It was obviously successful, so why are you still disappointed?
Disappointed that there are no scenic spots?
Just a mysterious beast with no scenic spots. Shouldn't this be the norm?

Jiang Hongyi was a little hard to understand.

Moo~~
In the cauldron of mending the sky, a black calf was born.

But it has not left the cauldron of patching the sky. It seems that creation has not ended.

rumbling~~
The calf began to walk, treading lightly.It seemed to be looking for something, its steps were a bit clumsy, but slow and firm, its hoofs stepping on nothingness, making a rumble of hoof sounds.

It takes one step at a time, walking steadily and powerfully. Perhaps it is trapped in the small space of the cauldron that mends the sky. It keeps returning to the starting point, spinning in circles.

However, in this seemingly futile journey over and over again, the calf is growing, practicing while walking alone, its body grows with the wind, and its muscles and bones are as strong as iron.

The sound of hoofbeats is also more powerful, like morning bells and evening drums, resounding continuously.

Finally, the cauldron of patching the sky seemed unable to withstand the violent sound of hoofs. The lid rose into the air, and the black calf, no, the mysterious beast that was already a giant black bull escaped from the trap.

"Is this...a scenic spot?" Jiang Hongyi looked strange, "It's just a mere place, but it actually has a scenic spot?"

"I don't know about the others," Ren Fangfei smiled and said meaningfully, "Su Yi's creations are always surrounded by beautiful scenery."

"..." Jiang Hongyi was silent, not knowing what to say.

Countless messages exploded in Su Yi's mind instantly.

Lost for [-] Miles: The lost beast is always on the road, always in pursuit. It travels without borders, crossing mountains and ridges, but it can never find its way back or reach the end.

Condition: Ground only medium quality.Companion powers:

Bronze casting: Traveling thousands of miles alone, working hard in all kinds of ways, boiling out copper skin, golden bones, iron blood, and a heart of loyalty, creating a body made of copper and iron, and developing the power to move mountains and seas.

Drawing the ground: The body can travel thousands of miles, but the mind draws the ground as a prison. The ten meters outside the body that has been lost for [-] miles can be transformed into the "realm of reverse travel". There is no front, no back, no inside, no outside, front and back, and left and right.

"Hu~~"

Su Yi took a long breath and expressed his feelings.

The core rule of this animal that has been lost for eight hundred miles is no longer "maze", but "lost way". To be more precise, perhaps - "returning home lost way".

Su Yi is a stranger in a foreign land, and he is not in the same time and space as his hometown. Even if he travels all over the world, going to poverty and poverty, he will never be able to return to his hometown.

This is a portrayal of his mood.

And after fabricating this mysterious beast, the feeling of returning home seems to have faded a bit.

……

Soon, all kinds of information were put on Jiang Hongyi's case.

"Wait a minute," Jiang Hongyi looked at it for a while, his eyes lingering on the description of [Painting Ground], and he looked at Ren Fangfei suspiciously, "How does this look like -"

Ren Fangfei smiled lightly: "Mr. Jiang, why use guesswork? If you want to confirm your judgment, the fastest way to see it is to see the real seal..."

"Okay, let's have a fight!" Jiang Hongyi burst into laughter upon hearing this.

……

martial arts arena.

On the left and right sides, there are eight-hundred-mile-lost and fragrant scorpions, controlled by Zhuang Shiyun and Lin An respectively.

Su Yi stood in the middle and acted as a temporary referee.

Missing for [-] Miles is a huge black bull, with a body as majestic as a mountain. Just standing there, it has a majestic aura that towers over the sky and touches the ground;

Baoxiangqiu is a giant gibbon, with a slender and thin body, but extremely tall, taller than Mizun Babaili.Its whole body is red, its hair is thick, and its throat has an organ like a bulging sac.In addition, it also exudes a certain fragrance, which is strong and pungent, refreshing the heart and lungs.

"It's too boring to just start the fight, why not get some luck?" Lin An glanced at Zhuang Shiyun and said with a smile, "Why not bet on something?"

As the referee, Su Yi couldn't help but shake his head.

He has always been sworn in with gambling and drug addiction, so of course he must be stopped.

"Don't bet. The winning rates of both sides are different, so the odds should also be different." Su Yi shook his head, "It's unfair without suitable odds."

"Odds?"

Zhuang Shiyun is obviously a little white flower in the greenhouse, and she doesn't even know the odds.

"Because the probabilities of winning and losing are different between the two sides, odds are generally set to show fairness."

Su Yi thought for a while and decided to use an analogy to make it clearer.

"Suppose, the odds of winning in Mizong 1 Miles are 2 to 1, that is to say, if you spend 2 yuan to buy Mizong 1 Miles, you can get 5 yuan; if you do it again, suppose that Baoxiangqiang The odds of winning are 1 to 1. If you spend [-] yuan to buy Baoxiang and win, then you will lose the [-] yuan forever..."

puff~~
Zhuang Shiyun couldn't help laughing.

The corner of Lin An's mouth twitched: Does this mean that Huo Xiangqi will definitely not win?
"This student Xiao Su, confidence is a good thing, but blind confidence is very serious..." He couldn't help but emphasize, "This Xiangxiang is the creation of a sixth-grade creator."

"Don't worry, I'm never blindly confident, I just state the facts." Su Yi grinned.

Seeing that the other party was a rotten tree that could not be carved, Lin An was too lazy to say any more.

He explained a few words: "The accompanying superpower of Baoxiang is called 'flesh and bones produce fragrance'. Its crop contains special hormones produced by glands in the body, which can greatly strengthen the body and increase its strength more than ten times. .The reason why it has a strange smell is the smell of this hormone..."

"Did it taste good?" Su Yi inserted the knife accurately.

Lin An stopped talking and decided not to talk about the prize and start the fight immediately, lest he burst a blood vessel before the fight started...

"Hold Xiangxiang and fuck it~~"

Before he finished speaking, the crop of Xiangxiang shriveled up.

At the same time, its muscles swelled several times, like countless large bloody tumors, while its pupils were almost split open, and a violent momentum rose into the sky.

It punched out with overwhelming force.

Boom~~
There was a loud explosion, and the violent concussion shook the whole building.

"Huh?" Lin An's expression suddenly changed.

In the feeling coming from Baoxiang, its punch felt like it hit a mountain, a mountain that would never move.

(End of this chapter)