My Hair Can Create a Demon Country

　　 This is already a small indoor fire.

　　 "The remaining wood can be split and used for cooking."

　　 Fu Qingjun poured out the flames on the table with a bucket, and then used a broom and a garbage shovel to sweep away the water and garbage sawdust...Finally, he cleaned the ants that had been roasted in the fire and put them in the white wine.

　　 Basically, after their own hints, it is almost impossible for the ants who are still alive to choose to be washed away by the water, because they have cultivated the martial arts in this world, and it is impossible that the water can't stop them.

　　 Of course, if you are washed away and flowed down from the world on the four pillars, don't blame yourself for being ruthless.

　　 "The table is cleaned up, it's almost like finishing up the follow-up."

　　 Qingjun Fu cleared the ground like a big sweep, looked at a messy charcoal charcoal table, and was silent for a while, "I have to change to a new table and rebuild a sand table."

　　 The new world is not necessarily a table.

　　 New creatures are not necessarily ants.

　　 Everything can be explored again, looking for new species.

　　 And the little speaker outside, Li Mo, he has to be busy with his promises. After all, he has to think about how to live when he comes to this unfamiliar industrial world.

　　Building a new sand table, and even all kinds of development need resources!

　　 "The first batch of demonic civilizations developed for four and a half days, and the speed surpassed my expectations!"

　　 "However, the age of the Sun Pharaoh is finally over."

　　 "The blood of the descendants of Jiaxia is gradually fading, and it is difficult for new lives to sleep on the sun stele, the ancient coffin of melon seeds...Go to the next future."

　　 "Instead, the soul and body are combined with a great master to govern the world. They don't need to sleep anymore. As real life, the brain can hold the soul and can live into the future eras."

　　The protagonist of the future must be them.

　　 "Even, they have improved their species and are no longer ants... Their offspring, although small in size, may not be able to contain the soul... In other words, it is possible to charge once for a lifetime!"

　　 "Then, the fourth state of martial arts..."

　　 "Obviously, my soul interferes with the body, causing their body to become unstable, and their realm is easy to improve... I can use the sand table civilization to deduce the realm of the future, elevate the martial arts of this world, and see the future of the extraordinary system road!"

　　 Fu Qingjun took a deep breath and cleaned the room.

　　Leave the table there first, and I'll make a table tomorrow.

　　 However, after this sudden change, my own clocks and music boxes were not successfully manufactured.

　　 He looked at the time, and it seemed that there had been a long war. In fact, it was only after seven o'clock. It only took more than an hour of drastic changes.

　　 "It should be too late."

　　 Fu Qingjun took a deep breath. Although the charcoal table is messy, it can only be so.

　　 He took out a small bottle, poured out a human-shaped upright ant with dull hair inside, and slowly stepped onto the edge of the broken black tabletop.

　　...

　　 The earth was burned into coke.

　　 Fu Qingjun has seen a lot of the ruins after the fire on TV, but this is the first time he has experienced it.

　　 woo woo woo.

　　 The people on the ground rebuilt their houses.

　　 Fu Qingjun walked slowly, somewhat embarrassed.

　　 The tribe in front of that year, those bold muscle men, all listened carefully to the lecture below. The strong men of the older generation have almost withered away, leaving only the younger generation.

　　 "God..."

　　 Suddenly, their expressions aroused, and they ignited hope.

　　 "They are all dead." The boy stood up back then with a sad expression on his face.

　　 "Everything in the world has laws." Fu Qingjun said softly: "Don't be attached to your eyes, you have promised me the transaction, it will be fulfilled."

　　 "This is nature." The boy bent over and bowed, "We will not lose faith,"

　　 Only he knows how much the bows and arrows and swords and weapons played a role in that war.

　　 Under the same realm, they can easily cut the opponent's muscles and smash the bones. They slaughtered many gods and demons, and made extremely terrifying power for them in this battle.

　　 The power of the machine completely gave them a clear understanding.

　　 "What are we going to do?" The boy couldn't help asking.

　　 Fu Qingjun looked around.

　　 More than a thousand ant people.

　　 There are almost no masters in the third realm, but with the alternation of body cultivation for one lifetime, almost all of them are in the second realm, and they can be regarded as masters of martial arts.

　　 Thousands of celebrities, Ants, create a watch.

　　 One night time, seven times the speed, equivalent to seven nights, should be enough...

　　 Fu Qingjun originally wanted to get a music box and a pocket watch at the same time, but he obviously lost the strongest group of blacksmiths. Maybe the time is urgent, so he got one first.

　　 Pocket watches can be made entirely by hand.

　　 There were not many production lines in the old days. Most of them were semi-mechanized production, which also gave birth to the profession of watch trade and watch master.

　　 Even if it is modern, some luxury brand watches are hand-made by craftsmen, at every turn tens of millions, to collect IQ tax.

　　 Boom!

　　 In the next second, a huge grinding disc fell from the sky, as if a huge meteor fell to the ground!

　　 Successively, countless thicknesses of iron and copper pieces fell into the ground as raw materials for them to build.

　　、

　　 Fu Qingjun said lightly: "You can disassemble these mechanical creations to make... as small and fine as possible."

　　 Following Fu Qingjun’s instructions, they climbed onto the huge circular platform, unscrewed the lid, and saw the extremely delicate mechanical gears inside.

this is? ?

　　 incredible!

　　 All the ants looked at this huge and vast mechanical miracle in shock.

　　 The huge precision gear discs slowly rotate, exuding beautiful metallic luster, and they interact with each other with subtle ticking sounds, like a metal abyss that stirs the world, and they will be crushed if they fall accidentally.

　　 This is the creation of God!

　　 This is... the knowledge of the outside world! ?

　　 Looking at this extremely precise instrument, their heads are about to explode.

So beautiful!

　　 is beyond imagination!

　　 Their eyes were full of shock, and their minds went blank.

　　 This is the real power of the weapon, the previous crossbows are simply unimaginable rough!

For the civilization of primitive tribes, seeing modern machinery and craftsmanship is bound to be astonishing. Perhaps the plane will not give them such a huge shock, because their knowledge gap is too big, engines, oil, and they can’t understand... .The exquisite mechanical dial inside the pocket watch brought them the most terrible shock!

　　 Clockwork, spring, gear, metal frame...

　　 These are all they can easily make, put them together, and when they are wound, they will walk around on their own. This is simply the most perfect mechanical artwork, with an unimaginable beauty.

　　 They began to study the disassembly of this huge dial equivalent to a football field, and they all exploded!

　　 "Oh my God!"

　　 "This artifact, as long as you twist the cylinder, it will rotate by itself!"

　　 "Miracle! God's miracle!"

　　 "These are things we can make, but..."

　　 "Unlimited combinations, unlimited possibilities!"

　　 They marveled at this kind of creation and thoroughly studied it.

　　 "It seems that their grief has been transferred. UU reading www.uukanshu.com" Fu Qingjun smiled, leaving the things behind, he knew that these survivors could cheer up.

　　 left the table, Fu Qingjun started to clean up the clutter again, and looked at the bottle of ant wine.

　　The battle of the gods.

　　 The corpses of gods and demons are all immersed in them ups and downs.

　　 The wine is crystal clear, with an incredible luster like some kind of treasure. In a sense, this is the tomb of the gods.

　　 "The essence of the entire era is here."

　　 Fu Qingjun has just practiced martial arts, his soul is keen, and he can barely understand the majestic spirit, martial arts will, and the powerful and pure supernatural soul contained in this bottle of wine...

　　 These gradually dissipating souls are mixed together and melted in the wine, giving people a majestic feeling.

　　 "The transcendent soul inside contains the gods and demons of the entire sun dynasty!"

　　 "The **** of death, the **** of the stars, the **** of the earth... the total number is endless."

　　 Fu Qingjun pondered for a few seconds, and suddenly he had a bold idea. If he sent these souls out and recycle them now, what would happen?

　　 He pondered for a few seconds, and a piece of hair slowly pierced into the wine, drinking it like a straw.

　　 Boom!

　　 The majestic soul energy, instantly flowed back and returned to his head.

　　 Fu Qingjun felt that his soul was injected with some starter, like a lead, as if something had exploded in his mind.

　　 Fu Qingjun walked to the mirror in a muddle-headed manner.

　　 He looked at himself in the mirror, and the hair that was tied around his waist fell down a lot, causing the entire bundle of hair to be tied around his waist, like an Indian hula, flicked and flicked.

　　 "Am I bald again?"