Vegetable Skeleton's Exotic Land Reclamation

The little zombie is digging a hole, and Ange is holding an angel skeleton and stuffing it in, filling it with soil, only one head is exposed, just like when planting vegetables and transplanting seedlings.

Negris couldn't see it: "Are you really planting? What can you grow? One can't become two."

The next day, Negris knew what was planted, the fire of the soul, more than 1,000 angel bones buried in the ground, fully twenty of them were blown by the wind of rest, and the fire of the soul was born.

These skeletons that gave birth to the fire of the soul are struggling instinctively, trying to crawl out of the ground. It's a pity that it was buried too deep, only one head was exposed, and the limbs were all buried in the soil, unable to use strength, and could not get up at all.

"That's right, I can plant the fire of the soul, why didn't I think of it before? I don't need the holy skeleton, I planted it before I knew it, and I harvest the soul once a day, maybe I can also break through the fire of the soul." He put his head close to the skull of Shengkui, ready to eat one.

The body connected with Negris's soul is Lich Dragon, which was bred with its scales. The soul is very weak, because at that time Ange randomly condensed a flower and stuffed it into it. Move this body.

Anyway, it's just a projection and doesn't need a strong soul, so Negris is too lazy to upgrade. The little zombies go out to prey every day, and the angel skeleton will follow.

And when they are hiding from the wind of rest in the pit, they will also reach out and guide the cold breath like Ange to temper themselves, so their souls can often see their growth.

But Negris basically doesn't do these things, and his soul strength has never been high. Now that he sees so many free things, he wants to bite casually.

Ange held down its head.

"What? Don't give it to me? You're too biased. I'm angry if you do this." Negris said angrily.

Angel skeletons and little zombies just eat whatever they want, and don't give them a single flower? They are all domesticated, why are they so partial? It's not that I care about these two fires of souls, but that this approach is too irritating.

An Ge glanced at it strangely, ignored it, and checked the soul in his head: "Oh!"

The soul fire in the head was terrified, shaking desperately, struggling hard, expressing fear.

Ange withdrew his breath, the soul of the head slowly quieted down, and then Ange let out another 'ow'.

After repeating this and frightening five or six times, Ange let out an 'ow', and the newborn soul was still as frightened as the first time.

Anger took out the soul fire and handed it to Negris.

Negris understood it: "Are you testing whether they are wise? If they are wise, they must have adapted to being scared so many times by you. Even if they are fish, they should learn not to bite the hook after being caught a few times. Than A fish is not as good as it must be without wisdom.”

An Ge tilted his head: "What is a fish?"

"Uh, forget that you haven't seen a fish, this is a fish." Negris transmitted some knowledge about fish to him.

"No, wisdom." Ange nodded, pointing to the soul.

Doing this, all newly born souls are tested and found to be devoid of wisdom.

Negris was disappointed and couldn't help but said: "Is this okay? The wilderness produces so many souls every year, and I have never seen anyone who has wisdom."

Ange pointed to the angel skeletons and little zombies who were fighting beside them.

"Uh, these two don't count. Although they are all original, I doubt that it was your luck that you found them." Negris refused to admit.

Anyway, the angel skeletons had already been planted, and Ange didn't plan to put them away. Anyway, there were only a thousand of them, and the remaining two thousand, except for the two that were to be left by Filin, the rest were all stuffed back into the Palace of Rest.

I went to check it once a day, and I could probably collect about twenty soul fires, but none of them had wisdom, and the last three little ones were divided on the spot.

Negris also got some common bones and planted them in the ground, but the output rate of Soul Fire was much lower.

A hundred were buried, sometimes one flower, sometimes none, and the yield rate was less than 1%. Negris was so angry that he dug them all up and threw them aside. Unexpectedly, when they were dug out, the yield rate was a little higher, reaching One percent.

But with the soul fire, they ran away.

In addition to planting souls, Ange is still cultivating new brass dragons. Negris doesn't understand Ange's decision.

"Brass dragon again? It's a waste of essence, and it won't grow up. It takes 20 liters of essence to cultivate a brass dragon as big as mine. If the length doubles, the essence will have to be multiplied five times, but even if the length doubles It’s twice the size, but it’s still a little dragon. Let me tell you first, I won’t transfer to the new body, and you will definitely ride it together.”

Even if it doubled in size, it would still be a small dragon with no fighting power, but it could carry more things. Negris believed that as long as he could carry it, these guys would definitely ride it together.

Anger didn't care about it, and made a new half-meter-long brass dragon on his own, because it used the scales of Negris, so it looked exactly like Negris.

After finishing the little dragon, Ange went out to the holy corpse field for a walk. It was still the same as yesterday, and none of the condensed soul fires had wisdom.

Forget it, Anger turned around and ran to the world forest, and soon found Fei Lin, the lord of the Lich City, who is currently working in the world forest, learning how to plant a world tree, if he learns, he will be near the Lich City Plant a forest of the world.

In fact, the most important thing to plant is the World Transfer Station, but Negris objected. If the Wind of Rest is a defense arranged by the king, the transfer station will lose a big barrier if the World Tree is planted.

Originally, the landing point chosen by the Stairway to Heaven was very dangerous. If it wasn’t for the beam of light that would blow up and clear the nearby World Tree, those angels would be too stubborn to hide under the nearby World Tree. All blown to death.

If you can't blow all of them to death, there will be hundreds of them left, and everyone will be in trouble when the next day dawns.

Judging from these changes, the Wind of Rest is really aimed at the angels of the Holy Spirit, and it is aimed at these angels who acted instinctively after the disappearance of the gods. The undead king more than a thousand years ago may have known what would happen in the future.

So just plant it far away, anyway, the wind of rest will not affect the world transfer station.

"Hey, Master Ange, are you looking for me?" Ferlin was surprised.

An Ge nodded: "Give it to me, black face."

Feilin was stunned: "Black face? You want black face? Uh, my lord, that's a ghost, it's not tasty."

And it was Fei Lin's pet. Although it was stupid, it had been kept for hundreds of years and he didn't want to give it to anyone else.

"Don't eat, reincarnate, brass dragon." Ange said.

"What? Reincarnate it into a brass dragon? It can't be, it's a ghost without wisdom, how can it be reincarnated into a brass dragon?" Ferlin was dubious.

If someone else said it, Ferlin would definitely leave with a flick of his face, but what Ange said, he had to be dubious. Even trees can be planted where the wind of rest blows, so there is nothing impossible.

"Wisdom, it has it, it's simple." An Ge said.

Just do this and that, and then that and that, and then this and that, and that and that, and that's it.

The essence of life was poured on the brass dragon, and the consciousness of the black face was pulled out to inject it together. After flipping it, the brass dragon quietly raised its head and stared blankly at the people around it.

"It really made you do it, uh, what is this? A live brass baby dragon? It's hard for us dragons to hatch a baby dragon after a lot of hard work, but you made it like this, really... really ...."

Negris didn't even know what to say. The giant dragons had difficulty in procreating and their numbers were scarce. It would take four to five hundred years for the hatching of dragon eggs. If this young dragon appeared in front of the dragons, those old dragons would The dragons will be so excited.

At this moment, the black-faced reincarnated brass dragon suddenly let out a dragon cry in pain.

"Don't be nervous, the bloodline of the dragon clan, our giant dragons rely on the bloodline to inherit the memory and knowledge of our ancestors. A young dragon can possess most of the knowledge of our ancestors as soon as it leaves the eggshell. Whether it is hunting or magic, it can be easily learned. Some particularly important information can also be communicated to all giant dragons and even dragon descendants through the resonance of the blood."

Hei Lian uttered pained dragon moans one after another, making Fei Lin feel anxious to death, as if Lisa was about to give birth.

It took a full half a day before it recovered and barked weakly at Feilin. No matter how much blood passed, it was still that black face, Feilin's pet.

Felin touched its head in distress, and while feeding it, talked to it to calm its emotions.

While chatting, Feilin raised his head with a strange expression and said, "Uh, the black face said that the brass dragon is extinct."

Thank you Fat is very subtle, Duansi LS, Angry Cotton for your reward.