As soon as this problem arose, the old man was so scared that he was so scared that he took a breath.

"you……"

"Didn't the banshee say that the immortal demon has gone away and the heavenly court has collapsed? Since that's the case, what are we afraid of?"

But Yang Yu's eyes were very bright.

The immortals and demons are gone, and the tides have not arrived and have not yet recovered, it is very likely that there are only two men of them. What a great fortune?

The way of gods is like humans, and can be promoted from a low point to a high point. The old man is not capable of practicing talent, but this way is not achieved either?

You know, at this moment, there is only no second land god in the Tianhai Realm!

"That……"

The old man opened his mouth and bowed his head down dejectedly: "I dare not, I dare not..."

He was a prison guard in a small city who was trembling when he saw the county magistrate, and he had to kneel down when he saw the county magistrate. He wanted to ask, but he always felt that his words were burning and he couldn't say anything at all.

Prison Yang was sorry for his words, and he felt a little sorry for his failure:

"Just ask, how big can it be?"

"Then, just ask?"

The old man hesitated for a long time before he asked quickly and vaguely:

"Can the God of Land be promoted to the Emperor of Heaven?"

Click!

The stone donkey cracked.

It literally means it seems to be split by a sharp magic weapon, and it fell to the ground with two "splashes" sounds and stopped moving.

Yang Yu: “…”

Old man: "..."

...

...

The stone donkey really cracked.

The old man was very angry and squatted alone on the platform of the Land Temple to find a way, but he looked like he was unable to get a response for three or four days. He was very anxious.

Prison Yang felt that he was in a disadvantageous position, and he did not dare to show his face in front of the old man for many days.

Of course, it may also be a harvest of sorting.

This immortal magical realm is not big. It is centered on the Land Temple and is only 300 miles in a radius, including only seven or eight villages and one small town.

Within a few days, Yang Yu had already obtained everything he could get, and then began to take stock of the gains.

First of all, it is the Valley Stone.

There are many scattered things in this empty valley stone, and there is also a banner that uses human essence and blood to sacrifice, which is useless. In addition, it is medicinal materials, ores, and monsters.

Finally, it is the Taoist fruit hidden in it, inconspicuous, and like a rock.

Buzz ~

Holding the Taoist fruit lightly, Yang Yu sensed it carefully, and there were corresponding words emerging in the gluttony tripod.

【Tendu-level Night Tour God (God)】

[The god of patrolling at night can escape from Yin and Yang, and can travel back and forth to the underworld of the red dust]

【God Seed: Night Walking】

【ceremony……】

【Promotionable…】

[Persistence can enter the sea of ​​heaven (the ceremony cannot be entered until it is completed, the sea of ​​heaven has not recovered)]

[Pre-conditions: people, Confucian scholars, official spirit, vulgarity, short life]

"No wonder those two mantids have to worry about..."

Yu Yang shook his head in his heart.

The conditions for recognizing the master of this Taoist fruit can be said to be extremely low, but even such conditions are not met by the two mantids.

And if they want to use human blood to water it, it will definitely not be possible.

The conditions for the Taoist fruit to recognize the master may be changed, but it is not something that two little demons can do.

"It's useless to me. Maybe I can use it to exchange it for the boss's money and pills."

Although it is useless to him to put the Tao fruit into the mustard seed space, how valuable is the Tao fruit?

As for the low threshold for this Taoist fruit to recognize the master, this is not a disadvantage. On the contrary, it will greatly increase its value.

After sorting out all the income, Yang Yu began to melt the "Empty Valley Stone" into his body. The mustard seed space transformed by this strange stone had a great effect on him.

Not to mention its wonderful uses against the enemy, the ability to store goods alone will be priceless.

call!

Open your eyes again, the valley stone has turned into dust and dissipated

Yang Yu shook his sleeves and filled the mustard seed space that had been more than twice as large, and then began to read the books he borrowed from the city's wealthy households.

It is said that poor people have rich people and martial arts. In fact, poor people don’t have much chance to read, but it is easier to have a few simple punches and kicks.

Those who have a study room collecting books are all big-name people.

"So, there is no such thing as martial arts practice these days. No wonder those two little demons were so shocked to see that I didn't use my Taoist technique..."

After putting down the last book, Yang Yu couldn't help but feel emotion. After reading these books, he had a certain understanding of the era when the magical world existed.

One of the most obvious points is that immortals, demons, gods and Buddhas are not as elusive as later generations. On the contrary, many gods and Buddhas have temples and even open mountain gates to accept disciples.

Anyone who is a disciple of the school can obtain a Taoist technique, with good talent, and even obtains the magical seeds and cultivates magical powers.

Therefore, martial arts and other things almost do not exist.

Because the martial arts practiced by Jiazi are not as good as the instant improvement given by the divine seeds.

The magical powers of this era are not as scarce as those of later generations, and there are many people who attack sharply. Without the practice of amazing talents and beautiful people, martial arts are destined to be unable to become a climate.

"The golden light of the earth is pointed to the earth becoming steel, the innate capture, the whip mountain moves stones, the Liujia Qimen, the river is drawn into a land, the flying body is supported, the abyss is hidden and the land is shrinking..."

Writing about the magical powers recorded in the book that are famous in the world, Yang Yu couldn't help but yearn for it, but unfortunately...

After sorting out all the harvests, Yang Yu left the restaurant and went to the Land Temple.

In the Land Temple, the old man was able to drive the divine power of the land, and his two mud arms could move, and he seemed to have studied it for a long time.

After a while of fiddling, the stone donkey was really bonded.

"Old man..."

"stop!"

Before Yang Yu could speak, the old man had already interrupted with a look of alert and held the stone donkey tightly in his palm:

"You have to ask?!"

"Well……"

Prison Yang was a little embarrassed, but seeing the old man's condition, he had to give up and said with a smile:

"No more questions! Let's go..."

"Or why do you ask another question?"

The old man hesitated and opened his hand, and was a little worried: "Don't, stop cracking again."

“No, no.”

Yang Yu waved his hand. After he learned a lesson, he naturally stopped asking those irrelevant words. He pondered and said:

"Where is the god of the land mother-in-law?"

"Didipo?"

The old man also woke up suddenly, but was a little worried: "Your mother-in-law's body can't stand the tossing..."

"You have a Taoist fruit and a god position, but your mother-in-law has nothing..."

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! Before Yang Yu finished speaking, the old man asked the answer.

"Refining the God of Land can evolve the God of Land."

After hearing this, Yang Yu no longer had a doubt:

"Let's go!"

boom!

As the old man thought, the light and shadow in front of him immediately shattered, and a powerful force dragged him directly to the extreme heights, and the fantasy realm of immortals and magic also dissipated.
To be continued...