Chapter 326: The Man Who Can Make the Whole World Cry (Update 1)
Looking at the magic weapon workshops that suddenly appeared one after another, Taoist Changkong was confused again.
The players moved faster than he imagined. After determining the next plan, they immediately took action and began to make overall arrangements.
The scale of the workshop does not need to be very large, as long as it is sufficient. Groups of players are copying Liuzi's short stories in batches, and then processing these short stories into magic weapons.
The made magic weapon is just a piece of paper, but this piece of paper can quickly put people into a state of grief, and can effectively resist the power of Xi Mo Zun.
Curious, I asked for a copy of the original painting. Taoist Changkong burst into tears after reading it.
When people are old, they cannot see these things.
Wiping the tears from the corners of his eyes, he recalled his first love. His first love's eldest sister was like this, as heart-warming as a whisper.
He thought he had forgotten what the other person looked like at that time, but now he thought about it again, and found that she was as vivid as ever in his memory, blooming like a flower.
With tears streaming down his face, he looked at the leader of the Linglong Sect in the distance, and said sadly: "How could such a good-looking person at that time have shrunk to this level now!"
"I can hear you! Don't even think about coming back to spend the night tonight!" The leader of Linglong Sect shouted loudly.
"I know I was wrong, but I will never change it."
Magical weapons were produced one after another, and the players almost immediately had one in hand, and then continued to fight.
Even in the world of practitioners, information is still the first priority.
The effective protection allows players to ignore the power of Xi Demon Lord and watch the power of Xi Demon Lord shuttle back and forth in different small worlds to remove the statues there.
These statues are items used by Lord Ximo to summon his black water avatar. Each item is also responsible for absorbing the joyful emotions here. It is a very comprehensive item.
After discovering what the players were doing, Xi Mozun's actions also changed.
Knowing that his ability could no longer affect the players, he began to destroy the teleportation array. When a small world was eroded, he would immediately turn it into an isolated island, making it impossible for players to enter.
The small world that destroyed the teleportation array has become the forbidden world of Xi Mo Zun. While players cannot enter, Xi Mo Zun can continue to develop his power here and use emotions as weapons to support the battles in other worlds.
Realizing that the situation had reached a deadlock, the heads and chief disciples of each sect gathered together and started a discussion on the current situation.
Squatting on the ground, Taoist Changkong smoked his dry cigarette and looked at the situation in front of him with emotion.
In the past, when encountering this kind of situation, there was no need to discuss it at all. Everyone just took their lives to pay for it.
The monks who were chosen to die were overjoyed, while those who were not chosen were like mourning concubines. There were not many opportunities to save this place, so it was really worth it to give up your life at this time.
But now, millions of Tianzun's disciples have brought unimaginable changes to the Immortal Village. Under the circumstances where the disciples can die infinitely, the value of the death of these local residents has been infinitely diluted, letting them know that their death is worthless. Naturally, they will not do such low-yield things.
After smoking a stick of dry cigarette, he saw that the people had almost arrived, and then said angrily to the heretic on the side: "It's your turn."
To this day, he still has not forgiven the heretic.
He was even more unhappy when the other party exposed his true colors and let people know that he actually wanted to retire his old bosses.
However, he had to admit that this guy had a very good mind and could come up with some useful ideas at this time.
Facing the gathering of thousands of people, the heretic did not have any stage fright. He stood up and said, "Black Technology, it's your turn."
Looking at the heretic with wide eyes, Changkong Taoist gritted his teeth and said, "You said you have important news, so I just helped you apply for the first one to speak."
"Yes, so I gave it to Black Technology. At this time, he can speak better than me."
"Then you..."
"He usually lives in a reclusive way, although he is somewhat famous. , but it still has little influence if no one endorses it. And if no one orders it, he will never say a word. So if I do it this way, won’t the weight of his speech be greater?" "That's the
truth, but Why do I always feel that what you are doing is not right? Why don't you discuss it with me in advance?"
"Old man, you don't understand how young people play, just retire and leave the Great Holy Sect to me. I promise Dashengmen's revenue doubled in one year, it was listed on the A-share market in two years, it ran away with its money in three years, and it revived in four years."
"Get out!"
"Okay~"
On the other side, the black technology company that was named also stood up.
As heretics know, Black Tech has such a calm temperament. If you let him speak, he will do it. If you don't let him speak, he will happily act as a background version, highlighting his indifference to the world.
After looking around, he said calmly: "Now, our winning rate is decreasing. The opponent's silent tactics are relatively easy to use. We cannot enter the world controlled by the devil, but he can continue to invade the world we control. So as long as the other party has enough time, they will definitely kill us in the end."
Black Technology's speech made the people around him stunned, and then they began to think about the possibilities in Black Technology's words, and the more they thought about it, the more likely it became.
"Then what should we do?" an old man asked.
"There is no good way for now. One of the feasible methods is to open a new road to those worlds. However, the coordinates of each world need to be searched again, which is time-consuming and labor-intensive, and may also be blocked by the other party. Destroy again, so it is not an effective method."
"Then how about we behead him?" A player asked, "It seems that someone has discovered the coordinates of his palace, let's just launch a beheading operation."
"Agreed." Again. An old man knocked on his cigarette pole and said, "That's what we did in the past, find his location, and then pile our lives on him."
"It won't work either." Black Technology said unhurriedly, "According to my analysis, The situation is different this time. The damage caused by the other party is stronger than before. According to what I read in the previous books, he should have completed some kind of ritual and let himself get a physical body. The new physical body allowed him He can move freely instead of being trapped in one place. This allows him to move freely. Once he finds that he is besieged, he can just find a place to run." "
He can still move freely!" Taoist Changkong asked in surprise. road.
"Yes, he used to be trapped in a fixed place and could not move. But it is different now. In addition, the new body also allows him to practice, but judging from the current feedback, he My cultivation speed is not fast, probably because my talent is not very good."
Black Technology's speech caused the local residents present to fall into silence.
Their previous battles with demons relied heavily on beheading operations.
After determining the opponent's new position, by constantly going there to attack and kill at close range, many compatriots will be sacrificed each time.
This is a necessary sacrifice and their mission, but when the opponent can move freely, this tactic becomes almost ineffective.
A movable demon is much more difficult to deal with than a target.
As black technology revealed the devil's situation one by one, the expressions of local residents became worse and worse.
Although asking for help from the Great Heavenly Lord is also a way, this is their own crisis, and they are not prepared to do so unless it is a last resort.
As the discussion progressed, a large number of opinions were put forward, but they were rejected one by one.
The opponent's ability seems to be unsolvable, and it seems that they can only be surrounded by a demon and then slowly be eaten away. The meeting has been going on for half a day, but everyone still has not been able to come up with a practical plan. This meeting has reached a deadlock.
Just when Taoist Changkong felt that there might not be any results today, the heretic suddenly said: "Everyone, be quiet, I have something to say."
"Are you going to shake people again?" Taoist Changkong said angrily.
"No, I really have something to say."
Clearing his throat, the outsider said: "Everyone, our current problem is that the other party is not willing to fight us, but is developing in a dirty way, right?" "
Well, Yes."
"Then can we force the other party to come to us?"
The new idea made people's eyes brighter, but then someone said: "Theoretically there is no problem, but how can the other party be obedient and come to us obediently? ."
Another person said: "Yes, the other party can run away at will now, and we can only be beaten passively. How can we let the other party come over?" "
Gentlemen, think about it, we don't have someone who can force the other party to come to see us. Is there a way?"
Looking at the proud evil outsider, the players knew that this bastard should already have his own ideas.
He is so arrogant now, obviously enjoying the process of toying with everyone. This guy's hobbies are still as bad as ever.
However, the heretic admired everyone's expressions and did not continue. He said directly: "Have you forgotten the statues we got?"
Everyone was stunned at first, and then suddenly realized.
The statue can summon the devil, and the devil's journey here is not free, but requires the consumption of black water and his own accumulated emotional power.
But before, he could use the method of eroding the small world to make the cost of his arrival less than the loss of his clone. This method was both beneficial and harmful to him.
But as long as you know that there is one harm, then the other advantages are equivalent to non-existence!
"Heirard, you are really a genius!"
"I've always known this person to be smart since I was a kid." "
Heirate, you are really a genius when it comes to doing bad things!"
"You pissed yourself all the time back then. I raised you up, so all the hard work I did was not in vain."
Looking at these guys who can't spit out ivory from their mouths, the heretics realized that these people can't praise others.
But maybe they did it on purpose. After all, it was the same when I praised them. This time it would be even.
The demon statues collected by the players were quickly sent over, and the disciples of Wanfamen, led by Black Technology, began to study these items and gave the research results the next day.
Gathering the people together again, Black Technology said: "Research results show that these statues do have the ability to summon demons. As long as you give it a little inducement, it can directly summon the opponent." "
Is it mandatory? " asked a player.
"No, but we can make it mandatory. The specific method is a bit complicated. If you are interested, I can explain it in detail. That is..." "
No, let's just give you the result. I don't want to sleep today."
"Me too, it's too early now."
"Can we talk at night? I've been suffering from insomnia recently."
Black Technology glanced at these players helplessly, with a rare look of regret on his face.
This principle is obviously quite interesting.
But he has always been kind-hearted. Since the players don't want to hear it, he won't embarrass others.
And when faced with other people's requests to record a copy, he still agreed and said he would make it later and send it to the other person's mailbox.
After handling these insignificant chores, he concluded: "Six Sons."
"I'm here."
"Please draw some happy paintings. We need to make these paintings into magic weapons, and then use them as sacrifices to summon the devil. Come here."
After hearing this request, Liuzi breathed a sigh of relief.
Drawing comedy is my recent specialty. My new short story was well received at the internal discussion meeting of the editorial department of "DUMP". I believe that my short story will also be satisfactory.
But after he painted it, everyone who saw it fell silent.
Realizing that everyone's expressions were not normal, Liu Zi asked in confusion: "What's wrong? Isn't it fun?" "It
's fun. It's more interesting than most of the short stories I've seen. But, it's not the same as your tragic short story." Compared to it, it's just so-so."
"Indeed, your characters are very well drawn and the plot is great, but compared to your tragedy, it's just so-so." "
I still like your talent in tragedy. It’s not that you can’t draw funny cartoons, but compared to your talent for tragedy, you are really mediocre.” “
If I hadn’t read your tragic short story, then I would definitely give this short story a high score. But unfortunately I have. , so I can only give an average evaluation."
"Yes, it can be used, and it can also summon demons, but it just feels a little bit inferior."
Looking at these people with squinted eyes, Liuzi discovered this The guys seem to have some issues.
Not believing in evil, he sent the electronic version of his tragic short stories and comedy short stories to his editor Zhongshan, who replied almost instantly.
[Teacher Liuliuzi, I apologize to you. I always thought you should develop in the niche field of funny love, but I was wrong. Your talent for tragedy is unparalleled. When I showed it to people in the editorial office, nine out of ten people cried, and one person cried to death. Now, please expand this short story into a long story immediately. Thank you, Teacher Liuliuzi! ]
[Please be sure to keep drawing, thank you. 】
After reading Zhongshan’s information, Liuzi sighed.
Forget it, admit it.
Tragedy is tragic.
I want to make this world cry now!
(End of chapter)