Above the gray fog

"This...what is this?"

The next second, the tiny spark crossed hundreds of meters at a very fast speed.

"Boom."

There was a loud noise, which was completely different from the previous 'Light Short'. The silver-white one emitted a beam of white light with a very penetrating nature, and had a tearing effect on the objects touched by the white light, while this red 'Light Short' was completely born for explosion.

A violent shock wave made the weaker grass spirits in Sequence 9 unstable, and then a heat wave surged in. The terrifying high temperature could be felt hundreds of meters away. What would it be like to be at the core of the explosion.

After a while, the heat wave receded, and a small mushroom cloud rose. There was no trace of the evil on the dusty ground. It was evaporated by this blow, leaving no debris. Looking closely, in the nearly ten-meter-deep pit, there was a fluid similar to magma that was hardening rapidly.

"What is this weapon..." The old grass spirit asked with a lingering fear, showing three parts of horror and seven parts of desire.

The power of the attack just now definitely reached the peak of Sequence 8, and it was a desperate and all-out attack. If it hits head-on, an ordinary Sequence 8 may be killed in one shot. Even if it is also at the peak, if it is hit in the vitals, it is afraid that it will be powerless.

However, it does not think that such an attack can hit it. Sequence 8 is not a living target. Although the gun is fast, the probability of Sequence 8 dodging it is very high with its reaction speed. Even if it does not dodge, it will not be killed instantly if it mobilizes its spiritual power to resist in time.

But this is a weapon. If one of the two Sequence 8s is hit by a shot during the battle, even if it does not die, it will become extremely weak. At that time, the winner will be decided.

"We are not going to sell this weapon now." Wu Wang replied lightly, with a very firm attitude.

"We can..." The old grass spirit wanted to continue to say something.

"We have just started the transaction. Maybe this weapon can be traded to you in the future, but not now." Wu Wang's attitude is still very firm.

Hearing that there was hope of trading for this kind of weapon, the old grass spirit felt disappointed. It placed its hands on its chest and bowed slightly, "May the friendship between the upper tribe and my grass spirit tribe last forever."

"Yes." Wu Wang nodded and said lightly, "You should guard the tribe first."

"Then we will leave first. If the great sage makes a decision, we will notify the envoy of the upper tribe as soon as possible."

After thinking for a while, the old grass spirit added, "Please take good care of Xia, the younger generation of our tribe."

"I will."

Until the grass spirits passed through the barrier and disappeared in the gray fog, Wu Wang breathed a sigh of relief, "It's finally over. Next, the human race will usher in a great era of development."

"The human race is developing too fast. It has only been stable for a few years." Jin Yin, who had been following Wu Wang without speaking, sighed.

"There is a problem." Qian Ning, who had not spoken before, said, "The population of the human race is a big problem. At this stage, the population of 7 million... is not enough to drive the development of the entire tribe, and population growth cannot be achieved overnight."

He changed the subject and continued, "The number is not enough, so we can only improve the quality. The next ten-year goal should be to popularize pseudo-supernatural to 30%. I have prepared the document and will submit it to the court next time. I hope you can seriously consider it."

This will inevitably reduce the supply of resources from the upper level, and some people may not agree.

However, now is not the time to talk about this.

"Next, what are your plans?" Wu Wang looked at Lin Shan.

"Go home." Lin Shan said seriously.

"Then let's go home. I still have a lot of things to deal with."

"I'll go see Xiao An." Xia Xuan said.

"What about the evil cube and the body of the millipede?" Seeing that everyone was about to leave, Qian Ning asked hurriedly.

Jin Yin opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but in the end he said nothing.

"Send the fallen magic cube and the body of the millipede to Jin Tianzong. The magic cube cannot be kept anywhere else, and the body of the millipede is just right for them to study. As for the spirit insect... send it to Si Zhennan. When Zhao Xiaoan wakes up, send the little grass spirit to him as well." Lin Shan glanced at Jin Yin and continued, "Master Jin, please send someone to find the three lost spirit insects later. I believe you should know the location."

The internal fighting of the human race has never stopped. With the Human Court as a link and the Pioneers on top, the internal fighting is not obvious now, but not obvious does not mean that there is no internal fighting. Even if Lin Shan has not been in contact with these family heads for a long time, he can see that the Qian family and the Wang family have a good relationship. The Jin family seems to be related to Wu Wang but is hostile to the Qian family.

They dare not think about the fallen magic cube. It is a living Sequence 8, but the body of the millipede can be regarded as a top-grade extraordinary resource. Whether it is the core or the flesh and blood, it can make the six major families fight to the death.

However, this was originally killed by Lin Shan. Lin Shan can give it to whoever he wants. Naturally, they dare not have any opinions on the surface. If Lin Shan gave it to a certain family, others might have additional ideas and would guess why Lin Xianfeng was so close to this family, thus arousing an inexplicable sense of urgency in their hearts. However, if it was given to Jin Tianzong, it would still be used as a research, and they would not have any ideas. This is the most appropriate way to deal with it.

Seven days later, at Lin Shan's home.

On the table, Zhao Xiaoan, Xia Xuan, Wu Wang, and Jin Tianzong were playing mahjong.

Lin Shan held a book in his hand, on which were drawn various symbols and complete ritual patterns, and the effects and drawing methods of the patterns were explained in detail below.

"Lin Shan, come and play a few rounds. Today is New Year's Eve. This is your first time to celebrate New Year's Eve in the clan." Wu Wang shouted.

"You guys play, I don't have to." Lin Shan smiled and shook his head, declining.

"Let's go out for a walk after dinner. It should be very lively tonight." Zhao Xiaoan suggested. She has completely recovered, including the broken arm has grown back. Unlike Lin Shan, she relies on the power of faith.

"You guys go, I won't go." Lin Shan still shook his head. At this moment, he was studying the layout and painting of the spiritual instrument. This book is the basic textbook of the Lingyi University. He has been self-studying for three days. Now he has barely figured out the operating principle of the spiritual instrument. It is still difficult to arrange the spiritual instrument independently, not to mention designing patterns to make the spiritual instrument achieve the desired effect.

However, he is not in a hurry. It should take about ten years for the ghost body to advance to the peak of sequence 8 at the current speed of burning faith. Ten years later, the biological body will just reach the ninth stage. If he finds a few more spiritual medicines, he can reach the peak.

He had to find a way to advance to Sequence 7 within the next ten years. What he had the most right now was time. It was still necessary for him to learn the Lingyi technique, which was also a skill that could improve combat power under certain circumstances. Although he himself did not have the spirit gathering property and could not activate the vortex spirit pattern, Jin Tianzong had it, so he could have as many as he wanted, and they were Sequence 8 spirit patterns.