"Grandpa Huang Dong, what are you going to do next?"

Huang Dong looked at Yiran thoughtfully. This unparalleled talent who defeated the spirit master with sixth-level cultivation yesterday felt that he had undergone earth-shaking changes overnight.

"In the immediate future, the Huang family will send out a notice telling me and Huang'er to leave the Huang family, but in fact, they will sneak in to protect the Huang family secretly."

"After the situation in the Huang family has stabilized a little, I will take Huang Huang to Beizhou to find his parents."

"Because of a piece of news about the secret realm of alchemy, the two of them have been going there for a long time. When the Huang family has nothing to worry about, it is really time to go find them."

Yiran nodded, and it suddenly dawned on them. No wonder Huang Huang's parents never showed up despite such a big thing happening in the Huang family.

"My unscrupulous descendants also made a few friends laugh. Only Huang Huang's father can take notice of my four sons."

"As for my grandson, haha, I won't hide it from my friends. Except for Huang Huang, there is no one with any useful talent."

"Every day I only use the name of the Huang family to do things that are not on the stage, and I have long forgotten about practicing alchemy."

It is extremely difficult for anyone to expose family scandals. These memories are unforgettable but they do not want to think of them.

Huang Dong looked up to the sky and sighed, his words filled with helplessness and exhaustion:

"Perhaps they can only blame me for hiding my stupidity for many years. Maybe in their hearts I am no different from them. I am not even as courageous as they are in bullying others."

All four people in Yiran were silent.

Hiding one's weakness for the sake of the overall situation, but the overall situation is often not as good as what one wants. The result is that one either dies in silence or explodes in silence.

Huang Dong broke out and found a way out for himself and Huang Huang in a desperate situation.

But for the four of Yi Ran, they would definitely not choose Huang Dong's path.

What is the balance of the five meridians and what is the overall situation of the Huang family? They only want to believe in their own fists.

So what if there are two kings of the same lineage? If I have the strength, I may not bully the weak. But if I don’t have the strength, I will give the initiative to others.

It can only be said that in the end, the huge Huang family became a stumbling block for Huang Dong, causing Huang Dong to lose his former edge.

Otherwise, as a top genius, how could he choose to compromise?

Fortunately, his grandson Huang Huang, who has the appearance of a peerless genius, understood the truth that his grandfather just understood before he stepped into the spiritual realm.

Although Huang Huang's cultivation speed has slowed down a bit in the past few years, it is still many times more stable than ordinary practitioners.

After this calamity, Huang Huang's cultivation level will definitely explode in horror.

Being slow for a moment does not mean being slow for a lifetime, nor does it mean that Huang Huang will fall behind others.

Huang Dong sat on Huang Huang's bed and silently looked at Huang Huang, who was breathing steadily.

The four of them, Yi Ran, returned to their previous positions and sat quietly. Except for Yi Ran, none of them had any experience in medicine.

In addition to being able to sense the flow of Qi in the body to determine the severity of the injury, he has no ability to determine the severity of other injuries.

So before Yiran was unconscious, Song Yulong's panic choice was to stuff pills into Yiran's mouth and pour in potions one by one.

They also knew their abilities, so during the entire process of Huang Huang's treatment, they were only responsible for providing the necessary drugs.

After Huang Huang's breathing stabilized, they began to drink in silence.

Among the four, only Yiran, as an alchemist, was familiar with the efficacy of various spiritual materials or medicines, and also knew how to treat the injuries of the injured.

It is just that since the Huang family arranged the pharmacist and the magic magician of the light system for Huang Huang, and they were also trying to treat Huang Huang, so Yi Ran was not necessary.

For Yi Ran, a four -order keel promoter can ensure the restoration of all physical injuries.

But for the two little ladies, with the help of the optical system healing magic, there is no need to use a fourth -order agent.

For anyone, of course, these resources can save it, not to mention that Yi Ran himself does not have a lot of Zijindan to squander.

At this moment, Huang Huang chose dormant because of his injuries and mental power to protect herself. Just wait for the body to absorb the medicine independently to return to a certain extent, and the mental power will recover.

This kind of self -protection is not what outsiders can intervene, and Yi Ran chooses to believe that Huang Huang can wake up for a long time.

Because he is Huang Huang, he is a peerless Tianjiao!

Nympho

Nympho

There is constantly shouting from outside the house, and the reconstruction of the Huang family is carried out in full swing.

With the existence of the Turkish Magician, the damage caused by the turbulence last night did not need to be rampant for a long time.

In Yi Ran's perception, he found another magician with unusual attributes.

It was a wooden magician who was able to create a wooden pile beam.

In Yi Ran's perception, under the control of this person's mental power control, the soil elements and water elements will integrate themselves into special elements, that is, "wood".

But this fusion is not the fusion of magic, but the integration of elements, which produces another mutant magic.

It's just that this magician looks over half a year old, but he can only enter the Great Magician.

In the middle of the Middle Middle Magic Magic, there is no talent for all. In the end, the mutant magic of the wood system became the architect of "useless".

"Brother Yulong, there is a different magician outside, it seems to be a mutant magician like you."

Song Yulong doubted and instantly released the mental power.

Under the detection of Song Yulong's mental strength, a middle -aged man is with the earth -based magician, pointing to the earth magician to build a foundation.

Later, with his control, there was a simple strange texture on the wooden stakes.

Subsequently, the local magician set up the second layer of foundation, and he built the second layer of wooden stakes ...

This is repeated, but half an hour's five -story building frame has been completed.

Song Yulong said in surprise:

"I still saw the construction of the pavilion for the first time, and it was the first time I encountered this. It should be called the magician of the wood system."

"It's a pity that the rare wooden magician of the world can only be used for building buildings."

Yi Ran nodded, which coincided with his thoughts.

Hearing the dialogue between the two, Huang Dong stood up and walked towards the door and looked at the tower rising outside and laughed:

"How can it be a pity, how can it be concluded?"

Yi Ran, Song Yulong looked at Huang Dong thoughtfully, and the intention of Huang Dong's words.

Just as soon as Huang Dong opened, all people were turbulent.

"Have you ever thought of magic to civilian use, or magic should be used to the people!"

"Fire heating cooking, water to quench thirst and stop drought, soil in reclamation and construction, wind and boat cutting, etc. are all civilian."

Yi Ran, Song Yulong, Tang Fengyin nodded with a somber look. The statement of magic and civilian use was that they heard for the first time, but it is undeniable that it really makes sense.

Only martial arts cultivator Cai Tiehan was puzzled and asked bluntly:

"The same can be said for the light element being used for treatment, but what about the dark element, space and time? Not to mention the rarity of the latter two, how can they be used for the people?"

Huang Dong's old face was a little embarrassed, and he said with a bit of embarrassment: "So this is also my personal opinion. It can't be taken as true, it can't be taken as true!"

"It's just that the wood magician named Zhang Lin is not as simple as you think."

"You see, those pavilions cover an area of ​​tens of feet. The tens of feet of tree trunks required for the trusses are no longer something that trees within a hundred years can achieve. Such trees already need to go deep into the Warcraft Forest to find them."

"And if you want to build a multi-story pavilion, ordinary centuries-old trees may not be able to support it, so you need to use hardwood that is comparable to spiritual materials. Such a price will make even some families with a strong foundation feel heartbroken."

"And the wood that this wood magician used to condense the "wood" element is already as hard as some second-order spiritual wood, so it is perfect for building attics."

Yiran asked curiously:

"This junior guesses that the hardness of these woods should also be caused by his own cultivation, right?"

Huang Dong nodded and continued:

"Yes, Zhang Lin, who has just become a great magician, can only condense wood with a hardness comparable to the second-level spiritual wood, but this is enough."

"You must know that Master Zhang Lin is well-known throughout Dongzhou, just because of his ability to build attics."

Song Yulong's thoughts had already wandered thousands of miles away, and it was only then that he said solemnly:

"The hardness of wood is comparable to that of second-order spiritual wood, so is its conductivity to elements comparable to that of second-order spiritual wood?"

Under Song Yulong's solemn gaze, Huang Dong nodded.

Seemingly getting the expected answer, Song Yulong said leisurely:

"Thanks to the fact that his cultivation level is only that of a great magician, the wood he can condense can only be compared to the second-order spiritual wood."

Hearing this, it suddenly dawned on Huang Dong that he had guessed something after seeing Song Yulong's solemn expression.

"Low-level magicians are reluctant to use wands, so there will be demand for low-level spiritual wood, but not much."

"But the third-order spiritual wood is different. The third-order spiritual wood can already be inlaid with fifth-order or even sixth-order magic cores, which is enough for magisters and even great magisters to use."

When talking about the third-level spiritual wood, everyone thinks of the Yunanmu produced in Yunan City, and this is why Song Yulong said this.

"If he can condense the third-level spiritual wood, then he doesn't need to run around building a pavilion like this. He can directly condense the wood and sell it and make more money."

"Even if the wood is not as good as the nanmu, it is enough to make many people jealous and want to take it for themselves, and make many people have murderous intentions. Maybe he will not survive at all."

Yiran nodded without saying a word. He agreed with Song Yulong's views but did not agree with this way of the world.

You want to take advantage of the other person's special talents as your own, and you want to kill someone because they affect your interests. This is such a ridiculous but real fact.

Maybe there really are wood magicians who are imprisoned somewhere because of their special talents and become a cash cow for a certain force.

However, Yiran and others cannot control the world, let alone this potential possibility.

As soon as these words came out, several people's curiosity about the wood magician was immediately dispersed, and the room fell into silence again.
Chapter completed!