"Your nose is really smart." When what he had done was discovered, Jiu Dumpling didn't turn his face directly, he simply admitted it generously, and sat back in his seat, "What do you want to talk about?"
Uncle Chen smiled, "I remember that the last Demon King was injured by Xiao Qian Husband, and his strength was greatly reduced. Now the acting Demon King seems to be the enemy of your nine-tailed fox clan?"
Jiu Qing's face darkened.
When she and the elders had an accident, the nine-tailed fox clan had a considerable position in the demon clan, except for the silver moon wolf royal clan, the nine-tailed fox clan had the most say. Later, when something happened to them, the Silver Moon Wolf Royal Clan and some other Monster Clan did not attack them, only the Sun Devouring Rat Clan did.
Relying on the large number of clansmen and their strong strength, they abruptly occupied most of the territory of their nine-tailed fox clan. If it wasn't for the nine-tailed fox clan that reinforced the great formation for several generations and a territory that was almost isolated from the world, perhaps the nine-tailed fox clan would not be as simple as a huge loss of strength.
Even now, because of the Sun-devouring Rat Clan's troubles, the days of the Nine-Tailed Fox Clan who are still in the Monster Clan are like walking on thin ice.
The little fox in the clan, let alone running around in the demon clan's territory like before, before changing shape, even running and jumping can only be limited to a small formation.
And she, like a fool before, was immersed in self-righteous love, and did not fulfill her responsibilities as a princess.
"Yes." She almost squeezed the word out of her teeth, with hidden hatred and self-blame in her eyes.
"The new Sun-devouring Rat is in the middle stage of the sixth order, and your aunt Hua Yao and I are both in the early stage of the sixth order." Uncle Chen looked at Jiu Qing's eyes, "The two of us joined forces. Although we can't beat it, we can also contain it."
"I still have some friends." Aunt Hua smiled, "Three or four orcs whose strength is at the fifth rank."
Uncle Zong also touched his nose, "Although I'm weak, if I really fight, I won't hold back."
After they finished speaking, they all looked at Jiuqing, "Do you want the nine-tailed fox clan to become the new royal clan?"
Jiu Qing was stunned, his pupils trembled violently, his lips trembled, and after a while, he recovered his voice, "Why help me?"
She thought that these orcs who had hatred with her, it would be better not to expose Ao Xue this time.
Uncle Chen smiled, "Do you see me like that kind of rotten kind-hearted person?"
Nine listened to him, "I have two conditions."
"One is to help Xiao Qian. The other is that when you become the demon queen, you will divide the orcs into the territory of the demons and let the orcs enjoy the same treatment as the demons in the territory of the demons."
Jiu Qing raised his brows, "Isn't the second condition a bit excessive?"
The smiling expression on Uncle Chen's face changed, "The orcs should also be treated well."
There are orcs scattered all over the place. When they are weak, the whole clan is caught by people with ulterior motives and sold as slaves. They are different from the demon clan. They do not have demon cores. An ability that the clan envy—
No matter how weak orcs are, they can transform into human form when they reach adulthood. Only the beast pattern determined from birth represents the talent they may achieve in the future.
But he didn't believe in fate, everyone felt that according to his animal pattern, it was a great gift to break through the fourth rank in this life. But he just tried to explore the secret realm again and again, and in the battle of life and death, he broke through to the fifth-order perfection.
When breaking the fourth-order strength that lasted like a nightmare for nearly two hundred years, Uncle Chen leaned to the most dangerous corner of the secret realm, facing four roaring monsters.
He stared at the churning clouds and mist, and for the first time a tear fell on the petals that were watered with blood.
Maybe that tear contained too much unwillingness, as bitter as she was expelled from the territory.
The branches and leaves spread, and it was already a fifth-order flower demon at that time. In a sea of blood-colored flowers, he reached out and stroked his cheek.
This life is forever, never die.
Compared with others, Aunt Hua knows everything Uncle Chen wants.
But not reconciled.
But still miss thousands of orcs.
She raised her eyes and looked at Jiu Qing, "If you don't agree, we can support other clans. After all, the Silver Moon Wolf clan is also short of people right now."
Jiu Qing's face sank, and he gritted his teeth, "Deal."
"Then let's sign the contract." Unlike his attitude towards Mu Wanwan, Uncle Chen did not hesitate.
Jiuqing didn't hesitate. She was indecisive for decades, and she wasted almost all of her ignorant times by not knowing people well. When she looked back, she was left with nothing but vicissitudes.
Ao Xue was crippled by her, and only one breath was left to hang the dragon clan. Bai Shuiyao was also destroyed by her cultivation and sent back to Mushan's territory.
Although she found out that Mu Shan had been deprived of his status more than a month ago, their father and daughter who "loved each other" would definitely get along well.
Uncle Chen and Jiuqing formed an alliance and prepared to join forces to seize power in the demon clan. For the time being, Mu Wanwan and Mr. Long had been living at the bottom of the sea for two days.
Every day, Mr. Long will set aside a fixed time to go out to inspect the territory and look for food.
Mu Wanwan is working hard to refine medicine pills.
After she wakes up this time, her strength has reached the third-order perfection, and she can break through to the fourth-order with just a little understanding.
Not to mention that the wood-type spiritual power in the dantian has become more and more abundant, some changes have also occurred in the sea of knowledge.
It seems that as soon as she breaks through, she will get some new skills.
In addition to the improvement of her cultivation, she also cultivated spiritual plants and alchemy faster.
It takes a lot of spiritual power to cultivate a first-order green star grass seed from the beginning, and now a second-order spiritual grass can be cultivated with very little consumption. Although the road in the middle is difficult, but after reaching it, It doesn't seem so hard anymore.
Ningxue's cultivation is a little more troublesome, but after she advanced, she has no shortage of spirit stones, and the refining process is also very smooth.
Before fleeing, when Mu Wanwan was sorting out the mustard seed space, he dug out a lot of scattered seeds and some pill recipes, which were much more precious than what Uncle Zong gave her before.
Among them, there are two medicinal pills that she likes.
One is a solid pill, and the other is an exorcism pill.
The grades of the two kinds of pills are very poor, the Gushen Pill is second-order, and the Exorcism Pill is first-order.
Moreover, the grade and quality of the seeds are also uneven. Among them, the Concentration Pill is better. In addition to the main spiritual plant, she has found all the remaining spiritual plants. But the portion is very small.
According to the description of the pill recipe, it can nourish the sea of consciousness.
Mu Wanwan has been in this world for a long time, and she vaguely guessed that in addition to spiritual power, there is also the existence of divine consciousness.
It's just that she didn't touch the fourth-order threshold before, and no one mentioned her, so she didn't think about it much.
But now that the pill recipe is in front of her, and a new pill that can help Mr. Long regain his strength is in front of her, she must do it.
As for the exorcism pill, according to the pill recipe, it can expel the remaining demonic energy in the body and relieve the curse to a certain extent. But she didn't have the seeds in her hands, and she couldn't do it for a while.
After making up his mind, before Mr. Long came back, Mu Wanwan took out all the spiritual plants that had been cultivated and arranged, and beckoned to Mengmeng, who was slightly rounder, "Mengmeng, come here."
"Chirp?"
The big fat hair jumped and ran over.
Mu Wanwan took out a new pill stove, picked up the empty crystals specially used to hold pill fire, put it on the ground, pointed, and then rubbed Mao Jiu's head, "Fire."
"Chirp!"
As soon as she made this move, Mengmeng understood. It chirped a few times, and then turned a few times hard, spraying small flames into the crystal several times, until it was exhausted, and then fell to the ground, as if A large undulating white blanket.
Mu Wanwan controlled the crystal with his spiritual power, put it into the pill furnace, and took some first-order pills that had been refined before and put it next to Mengmeng as a reward.
The Pill Stove that Uncle Zong gave her was indeed a novice. After accidentally turning off the flame the night before yesterday and staining her cheeks with black ashes, a certain dragon ordered her not to use it again.
He jumped into a better but uncomplicated elixir stove, then grabbed Mao Jiu and sprayed the fire for half the night, and stuffed it awkwardly into her hand.
The rough finger pulps slid across her cheeks, and with just two strokes, Mu Wanwan's face was as red as a certain dragon.
Thinking of Mr. Long who went out, her heart softened a bit, and she began to refine the solid pill according to the alchemy method she had figured out before.
It's just that the second-order pills were refined very smoothly, and Mu Wanwan quickly refined the first three pills.
The lavender medicinal pill floated in the air, and compared to the one she refined for the first time, it was round and even in color.
She should have taken the medicinal pill back into the jade bottle as always, but she didn't know what to think. She felt the medicinal power emanating from the medicinal pill and felt that it was very similar to Ningxue Dan. She picked up a third-order Ningxue that had been cultivated before, and the spiritual power wrapped the petals. In a flash, those few petals turned into a mass of medicinal liquid.
Can it be integrated
Mu Wanwan's spirit was high, and her spiritual power was four points. She had just controlled the contact between the medicinal pill and the medicinal liquid, and she felt a splitting headache. She gritted her teeth and persisted, just when she felt that she was about to fail, she wore it from her head. There are bursts of coolness from the hairpin.
Lingtai became clear in an instant, and Mu Wanwan's irritable heart gradually calmed down because of the pain.
She only felt that there were only three medicinal pills and Ningxue pills left in front of her in the whole world, as well as the love that wanted to let Mr. Long eat the new medicinal pills.
The hairpin on his head gradually shattered into several pieces and fell to the ground, causing Mao Chiu to jump up in shock.
The parts with the same medicinal effect were fused, and the different impurities were removed. She seemed to be carrying out complicated projects. The house gradually smelled of fragrance, and the three medicinal herbs in the furnace gradually merged into one.
Mao Jiu looked at the pill furnace with coveted eyes, but the sound of water gradually came from his ears.
Mr. Long carried the freshest part of the freshly hunted third-order fish in his hand. As soon as he stepped into the cave, he smelled a unique fragrance that only belonged to fourth-order medicinal herbs.
In just a moment, he felt that the consciousness that he had been holding on was relieved a lot.
His lips pursed, Mr. Long didn't even have time to wash and change his clothes, the fish in his hand fell to the ground, and a pair of phoenix eyes were full of gloomy haze—
She is only a third-order consummate, and she wants to refine a fourth-order medicinal pill. Even if she is extremely talented, she will inevitably upgrade the medicinal pill. If there is a slight error, it will cause a certain degree of damage to the body and soul.
Moreover, he could smell it, and there was the smell of Gushendan he used to eat in the air.
Madam has no consciousness yet, so it is self-evident for whom the pills are made for.
Sweetness and guilt surged up, and worried about disturbing her, Mr. Long only dared to go to the door of the room viciously, then carefully collected his breath, and stared at her with a pair of ink-like eyes.