Hybrid Spiritual Plant Cultivation

Chapter 308 Development
The little girl who claimed to be the God King gave Chen Jing some instructions and then ran away quietly without even bothering to see the results.

At first she thought that if she revealed her identity, people would bow down to her.

The result was that he was placed under house arrest, subjected to interrogation and torture, and was only now released.

As a dignified God King, no one would believe what happened to him if he told others about it.

Every failure makes her wiser. This time she won't be foolish enough to expose herself again.

The man in the hood from Shadow Castle took her with him.

The two exchanged names.

She didn't dare to call herself the God King anymore and casually named herself Su Ran.

The man who came to rescue her was called Toilet.

Ok……

That's the toilet.

He was born as a toilet servant, specializing in emptying the toilet for his master, hence this name. Later, he accidentally came into contact with Shadow Castle and became a saint. However, even the gods despised his background and never granted him any divine powers.

What to do? Just learn it yourself.

Ma Toilet began to use his meager spiritual power to simulate divine arts, and he managed to simulate most of the divine arts. Later, he surpassed his master, reached a high level, and was recognized by the gods.

Others thought that the toilet was a favorite of the gods, and he himself thought so too. In fact, he was a serious practitioner of the immortal way, but he was not aware of this.

"Go in that direction."

Xiao Su Ran pointed casually in the direction of Chen Jing's Zhaixing Tower.

The toilet looked taciturn, nodded, and followed behind.

The two of them walked very slowly, even slower than ordinary people walking normally.

Walk and stop, sometimes stop for half a day, or take a long detour.

They were afraid of being discovered by the powerful demons, because the powerful demons often would not attack ordinary people. It was not because of the so-called dignity of the strong, but simply because the benefits of killing ordinary people were too little, so they were too lazy to make the effort.

On the contrary, the strong humans are very interested in fighting.

If you don't want to attract the attention of the powerful demons, you can only walk slowly at an ordinary speed.

The journey took more than ten days and nights.

From time to time, there were fluctuations of battle coming from the sky behind him. He didn't know whether it was because the nine-headed monster was too difficult to deal with, or if there were other people joining the battlefield.

Su Ran asked about the toilet's past, and the toilet only gave a brief response.

She asked curiously, "Why are you following me?"

He replied, “You are hope.”

What hope?
Su Ran continued to ask, but the toilet couldn't answer. This autistic genius grew up in an environment lacking normal communication. When he was a mortal, the job of emptying the toilet meant that he didn't even have a slave partner.

Su Ran thought about it, and a glow of divine power appeared on his hands.

"Hope that's it?"

"Yes."

The toilet nodded repeatedly.

"Haha, you're so stupid."

Su Ran could see that the toilet didn't need to rely on any gods at all and it was fine.

"I feel that there is a faith that belongs to me ahead, let's go!"

She walked in front with her hands behind her back. She was small and looked old.

"Since you see me as your hope, I promise that when I regain my strength, I will save this world, Toilet. On that day, I will make you the Toilet God, and everyone who uses the toilet will have to worship you!"

"it's not good……"

The toilet was stunned and refused with a bitter face.

Why can't I get along with the toilet?

suddenly.

In the grass ahead, a giant snake that was hiding and changing color quietly opened its eyes.

Just as the two were walking by, the giant snake suddenly opened its mouth and swallowed them.

However, a stream of light coming from afar instantly cut off the snake's head.

Two immortal practitioners with obviously different painting styles were seen flying in the sky.

"Humph, I told you, there have been no survivors escaping from this direction, so there must be some monsters that haven't been eliminated yet."

"Okay, okay, I lose this time."

The two monks were members of the An Ning Society's battle group. They signed up for the Zhaixing Tower project to clear out monsters and provide relief to the people in the surrounding area.

When he saw Su Ran and the other person, he asked a few questions, introduced himself, and then let them in.

"Was there a Star-Picking Tower here before?"

Su Ran was puzzled.

She was the mental entity that escaped when the door was opened by Chen Jing, and she had no idea about the surrounding situation.

The toilet shook his head: "No."

The two looked at each other and continued forward.

But I saw a group of people standing around the fields, pointing and talking, and releasing magical powers from time to time.

"Ning Hui, stop it. If you have time to study this fully automatic magic, you might as well go and spread the teachings. Now that more and more people are fleeing, this place can be developed into the second Tiger Town!"

The man called Ning Hui shook his head and said, "Tiger Town has nothing, so Lord Chen can build a tall building with the help of the battle group. However, there are already tall buildings in Shattered Star Sea. What we should do is not to tear it down and start over, but to make reasonable renovations."

After saying a few words, Ning Hui glanced over here.

However, the toilet had already subconsciously activated the shadow magic, so Ning Hui did not look closely and withdrew his gaze.

"Reform? The model we have is more than enough to deal with this small Shattered Star Sea. We can just repeat the model of Tiger Town."

The colleague crossed his arms to express his disdain.

"It's different, it's different." Ning Hui shook his head repeatedly: "We are planning to shatter the sea of ​​stars, but don't forget that using celestial phenomena requires a very high level of attainment in formation. Although there are many ready-made celestial formations in the club, can they match this celestial phenomenon?"

Everyone pondered.

Sometimes, technology cannot be used immediately after it is acquired.

Especially the situation where An Ning will force things to happen.

Just like Android applications cannot be copied and used directly on Apple, they require professional programmers to adapt and adjust them.

The same is true for formations.

It's no problem to ask them to copy others' ideas, but asking them to customize them according to different situations... is obviously a bit difficult.

The Shattered Star Sea is handed over to the An Ning Society, and its development capabilities may not catch up with the talented players like the Gods in the short term.

Ning Hui said: "The gods can naturally resonate with the Shattered Star Sea. Controlling the gods is equivalent to controlling the Shattered Star Sea. Aren't they also the so-called celestial formation? They are a living formation!"

Another man who had been listening silently nodded in agreement.

"Fellow Daoist Ning is right. The Broken Star Sea is located in a remote area. It is not easy to mobilize resources from within the association for development. It is okay in the short term, but if we cannot see results in the long term, it will be bad... We should make rational use of local resources."

Ning Hui was more confident when he saw someone support him, and said, "That's right. We should complete the model development of divine arts earlier. When the battle is over, whether we replace some gods, or the gods bow down to us, or cooperate with us, we can quickly complete the subsequent output..."

"Fellow Daoist Ning has clear ideas!"

Ning Hui raised his head and said, "If you understand, please help me. Although I am a priest and know a little about divine arts, my talent for cultivation is average, and my implantation of Dao seeds is also average. I don't know much about the development process of divine arts and spells."

The only difference between divine arts and magical spells is the spiritual power they utilize.

Divine magic can only be released by divine power, and has a certain ability of the power of thought, so it is relatively free in development.

The disadvantage is that the actual effect is difficult to evaluate.

After all, this is a world of immortal cultivation, and the world belongs only to immortals. If divine arts want to play a better role, it is better to follow the laws of immortality, and not use the power of my thinking to say that ice is hot and water is hard.

The more you violate the basic laws, the greater the consumption of divine power will be, and the loss will outweigh the gain.

Therefore, divine spells are often copied from the same spells, and the models are almost the same.

Those who are gifted in developing magical spells will have the same advantage in developing divine spells.

"Where to begin?"

"Of course it's spiritual plant spells... First, plant the land to feed more people, then switch to animal husbandry spells, and then switch to manufacturing spells..."

They distribute development tasks in an orderly manner.

Although I have never been to school, I have received training.

The basic immortal achievements and relevant general specifications of Yunshangxue Palace are constantly being updated with development.

Practitioners must learn and master the most cutting-edge knowledge of immortality as soon as possible.

At least common sense needs to be mastered immediately.

In the past, practitioners only needed to master the corresponding spells according to the sect they joined.

Nowadays, no matter what industry the Holiness monks are engaged in, they will learn and understand the basic skills of other industries and understand the internal connections between various industries.

Of course, at present, there are still only a few people who can understand and truly master the immortal cultivation system. The development time of An Ning is still too short, and many new things have not had time to shine.

"Did you hear that? They are going to use divine magic to farm the land."

Su Ran said in surprise.

She turned a deaf ear to the implied meaning of Ning Hui and others to take over the Shattered Star Sea. After all, the entire Shattered Star Sea is now full of traitors.

On the contrary, this group of people had different considerations on the application of divine arts, which was refreshing for her.

"I am deep in the Broken Star Sea. When I am occasionally awake, I can understand some things on earth. It seems that no god has ever thought like them."

"Ah?" Matou scratched his head: "Using magic to farm is indeed strange, but is there anything special about it?"

"There will be more people! What a simple truth!"

Su Ran said as a matter of course, and sighed angrily and helplessly.

“Alas, even you don’t understand. The people here are useless. I am very disappointed with Shenzi.

"..."

The toilet doesn’t quite understand, what’s wrong with so many people, but he has rich experience in dealing with things. When he doesn’t understand, just keep telling yourself that I am air.

The two continued to move forward, and according to the instructions, they obtained refugee status and were separated.

Su Ran was assigned to a dormitory with eight people, and all of his roommates were women who had fled.

Most of the women were still in shock, except for one who arrived early. She looked in good spirits and took the initiative to tell them about what happened in Zhaixing Tower.

"The great God-King has descended into this world. He is clothed in stars and holds a scepter..."

The God-King himself, being held by the hand to preach his faith in the God-King, felt uncomfortable inside and cursed the man inwardly as a fake.

She knew very well that she had escaped to the base of the counterfeiters.

There is no other way now, I can only stare with my big round eyes and accept the mental torture.

The next day, they were arranged to wash up and then taken to the most luxurious Palace of the God King.

Here, many refugees once again bathed in the light of God, and the survivors who were originally in shock now found inner peace.

In the Temple of the God King, the prayers of believers were heard.

Su Ran was naturally just pretending. She quietly looked up and inspected the Temple of the God King. Except for the most majestic God King, all the gods with a bit of fame were stuffed in, leaving only statues for people to worship.

In addition, there are some gods that are obviously made up mixed in.

Su Ran knew that this was an attempt by outsiders to place gods in.

really.

Halfway through the prayer, a priest interrupted everyone and announced that the most dangerous doomsday had arrived. Fortunately, the King of Gods had arrived and would lead the gods to save the people. Most importantly, the King of Gods was extremely kind and loved the world, believe it or not.

...Oh, yes, the God King not only returned himself, but also brought new stars. Look at this agricultural star, and then look at this animal husbandry star... Do you want to try worshiping them?
Goutuo, who was among the believers, bowed down immediately. After the worship, divine light descended from the sky and he became a saint in front of everyone.

people.

How many people have an indestructible faith?

Of course, people would worship whichever one worked best. For a time, even those "stars" that were fabricated out of thin air began to gather faith.

However, most of the faith flows to the God-King who always claims that there is no need for faith.

Su Ran saw clearly that those were her beliefs!!

They are all awesome!

"It's over. How can I recover my strength?"

She felt a sense of sympathy.

After worshipping the God-King, another group of people came and called themselves the Saints of the God-King. They were asked to sign up for what kind of work they were willing to do. For now, there were only planting, animal husbandry, combat, and miscellaneous jobs.

Su Ran chose to farm, and then he received tools and land and received farming training.

"So fast……"

She stood in the field in a daze and received basic instruction.

It was already late at night when I got back from the training. I had a dinner which was not rich but filling, and then rested for the night.

The next day, several people who had received training were selected on the spot in the Temple of the God King to become saints, attracting countless envious and jealous gazes.

Su Ran held himself back and stayed for another half a month, watching as the Zhaixing Tower devoured the surrounding people in an orderly manner.

Arrange accommodation, arrange faith, arrange work, arrange future, everything is arranged clearly.

But everything is free.

If she doesn't accept the arrangement, she can still keep her options, and she can also make a living by doing odd jobs, like herself...

The Star-Picking Tower is just as they preach, the God King loves the world, regardless of whether the world loves the God King or not.

Then, the union had new work.

Build a trade union school to educate the underage children who work in Zhaixing Building.

Su Ran watched these scenes with his own eyes, and then looked at the huge Palace of the God King, and couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

"This fake one seems to be doing a pretty good job...if it were me."

She thought back to her plans for revival.

Most of the time it's not even close.

Just as Su Ran was lurking in secret, Chen Jing finally returned.

There was a "pop" in the sky, and a huge flesh worm fell down.

"Finally I can go home."

Chen Jing held the unconscious goddess of victory and let out a long breath.

The true form of the nine-headed demon is this parasitic insect. Even with the help of a mysterious person, it took a long time to find and kill it.

During this period, new monsters continued to join the battlefield, and Chen Jing and the goddess of victory had to fight.

After they killed one, another came; after they killed a group, another group came. They fought for two months straight, with blood flowing like a river, before they finally defeated the demon tribe.

Chen Jing was fine, he was just playing support on the side, a mixed up guy.

The goddess of victory played the main role, she was simply the god of war. Despite her seriously injured body, she held on without any rest.

He didn't fall down until he defeated the demon clan.

(End of this chapter)