Longevity grass that escaped from the First Emperor's Mausoleum

Chapter 157 I'm Really a Genius!

In a blink of an eye, a month has passed.

In the sea-green forest, a gust of fresh air blows across the land.

The soil is as fine as sand, and it raises many flowers and plants on the ground to be extraordinarily bright.

However, in this forest stretching across thousands of miles, there are very few small animals, and it is also terrifyingly quiet, not a single wild animal can be seen for hundreds of miles.

Plants can be born quickly, but the reproduction of animals is not a matter of overnight.

In the forest, the Black Panther King managed to find two wild boars, a male and a female, and drove them together, looking down from a height, making the two pigs tremble with fright.

"Ouch..."

A certain leopard drew a circle on the ground, poked it back and forth with a wooden stick, and signaled to the two pigs that you should do this in order to reproduce.

It's a pity that these two wild boars have been paralyzed by him, so how can they have the heart to do such a thing?
If he was so disobedient on weekdays, the Black Panther King would have been angry.

But now he is very patient and keeps teaching, so he has to demonstrate himself.

These animals are treasures. If you don’t fatten them up, what should you do when you want to eat meat?
During this period of time, he has been running here and there, stealing more than a dozen prehistoric races, and almost all the animals he can catch.

But these guys reproduce too slowly, and the Black Panther King is so anxious that he has nothing to do.

"jijiji..."

Suddenly, the sound of a little sparrow came from the sky.

I saw this guy grabbing a comatose transformed leopard and throwing it at the Black Panther King.

Then, standing on the top of the tree, with a smug look on his face, he seemed to be saying:
See how kind this sparrow is to you, and even found a female leopard in the poor mountains and rivers, which is more than enough for you, for survival, for the big forest, why don't you come to a live show?
"Roar!"

The Black Panther King was furious, wishing he could slap the little sparrow to death.

But suddenly, he noticed that this female leopard seemed to be very pretty...

not far away.

The grass seedlings took root in the burial earth basin and practiced diligently.

But it has been a full month, but his cultivation base has not made any progress.

The more than a dozen black sores on the roots were like cancerous tumors that could not be eradicated. As a result, even if he took root in the pot, he could not absorb the nutrients of the burial soil.

The sequelae of the demonization of darkness made Xiao Caomiao miserable.

Usually standing on the ground with two furrowed hairs, every time he took a step, there was a piercing pain, which made him grin his teeth.

At that time, Moucao felt that he was useless, but now it has really become a reality.

Moreover, after casting the curse on Wang Chao, he has been in a weak state, and often has the illusion of being powerless.

This seems unbelievable to Qin Changge. He is a thriving grass, and it's not that his lifespan is up and he is about to wither.

This feeling is terrible. After a long time, his heart will be worn down, and he will no longer have the desire to improve.

"I must find a way to expel the magic mist from my body, otherwise I will decline like other ancient medicines."

Xiaocaomiao muttered to herself, and once again had a pedicure with pain, peeled off the black sores on her feet, and dug out more than a dozen blood holes, which was shocking.

But that doesn't work at all.

The magic mist has soaked into the bone marrow, and even the emperor can't deal with it, so what can a grass do?
Unless, Xiaocao Miao cut off her lower body, including roots and stems, in order to escape the erosion of the magic mist.

However, this is tantamount to suicide!

"Is there really nothing that can crack the magic fog?"

Xiaocaomiao murmured unwillingly, after a while, the injury on his foot recovered, and the black sore remained the same.

Beside the clay basin, the relict wooden bone box was quietly placed on the ground. A hideous crack almost penetrated the bone box, and the magic mist inside was ready to come out.

Suddenly, Xiao Cao Miao had an idea.

Bury the palm-sized bone box in the burial basin.

These particles are the old shells of the ancient relics, and they may be able to repair the cracks in the bone box.

Then, the grass seedlings take root in the pot by themselves, entangle the bone box with the roots, and almost blend into one.

More than ten ancient medicine hairs were swallowed by him.

"boom!"

A majestic force wandered in the body, shocking Qin Changge's spirit.

He sank his spirit, controlled the energy and growth substances in his body, and squeezed the magic mist in the rhizome with all his might.

At the same time, the divine power of the wood was activated to communicate with the wooden bone box, reviving the mysterious symbols on its surface and lingering around.

The next moment, Xiao Caomiao was overjoyed!
The magic mist in his own roots was indeed injected into the bone box.

Although, this process is extremely slow, and it may take hundreds of years to completely discharge the magic mist in one's body.

However, Xiao Cao Miao finally saw hope.

As for the problem of not being able to improve his cultivation base, he also thought of a way.

Turn the dark golden old vine into a hollow chimney, and pour all the burial soil particles into it.

It doesn't matter if the rhizome is abolished.

The little grass seedling was planted upside down, and inserted its head into the chimney, head down, feet up, with the bone box sandwiched between its roots, and then activated its energy-absorbing divine power, using its upper body to directly absorb the nutrients in the burial soil.

"I'm such a genius!"

A certain grass is complacent, and her depressed mood suddenly becomes brighter, and she can finally practice.

The realm of making utensils, as the name suggests, is to imitate the human body and create its own organs, such as eyes, ears, mouth, nose, internal organs, etc.

Before, the facial features on Xiao Caomiao's face, such as mouth, nose and eyes, were just decorations without specific functions. There was no digestive tract in the mouth, and the nose was solid.

Now, like a scientist, he will make various organs himself.

The advantage is that his sense of smell, vision, hearing, etc. will be greatly evolved.

After the function of the mouth is perfected, it can also spit out human words.

When animals and insects reach the realm of making tools, their limbs will evolve, their hind legs will become thick and slender, and they will gradually abandon the habits of reptiles and learn to walk upright.

The Black Panther King is becoming more and more human-like now, he often backs up on two legs, stands up, and runs around on the ground like a monster.

"Train your eyes first."

Xiaocao Miao fell into a state of not being in a hurry, not fascinated, calmed down, and began to visualize her eyeballs.

First, imagine the appearance of your eyes in your mind, relying on your feelings.

Then use the pen of the mind to outline the eyes one by one, front and back, left and right, up and down, the arrangement of each vein, the position of each cell, and all details must be paid attention to.

This kind of visualization is also tempering your spirit and paving the way for stepping into the realm of refining gods.

When you complete this kind of visualization, like a 3D printer, you can print out real eyeballs, then it will not be difficult to make eyeballs.

90.00% of ordinary metamorphic creatures will be unsustainable when they reach the realm of tool making, and it will be difficult to overcome this level in their entire lives.

Especially for those creatures with low intelligence, their self-awareness has not yet been perfected, and it is impossible to visualize a complete eyeball after exhausting their brains.

But Xiaocao Miao is like a duck to water by virtue of her terrifying mental power.

He estimated that it only takes half a year for him to create eyes.

Within ten years, you will definitely be able to step into the realm of refining gods.

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