Balance the World

The place from the south of the palace is not only an unused place in the world of red and purple, but also the Chaos District next to it. He came here to refine the Five Thunder Tokens, naturally, he was afraid that the refining of the Five Thunder Tokens would cause a lot of disturbance.

Of course, this is his world, and there are all his people inside, even if there is a big movement, it is nothing. However, precisely because it is his world, when he succeeds in refining the Five Lei Ling, the Five Lei Ling is something against the sky, so will his world directly recognize the Five Thunder Ling? Or would it be the same as refining a heaven-defying magical weapon outside, to suffer the baptism of rule thunder?

For example, when he was refining the red and purple clothes, he was baptized by 108 thunders. If he hadn't had the seed of the world on him, if he hadn't had Wang Xiaocao, he would definitely be over.

Therefore, he now has to choose a remote place here, try to stay away from the people who stay in the world of red and purple clothes, if there is any accident, it will not hurt people.

"Open!" However, Wang Gongnan seemed to feel that the range was not enough, so he shouted, attracting the force of the rules to expand the Chaos Area a little further, making this space bigger.

Then, an idea came into being, solidifying the sandy ground, forming a huge slab on the ground, and he came to sit in the middle of the slab.

After sitting cross-legged, he immediately stretched out his spiritual consciousness as best as he could, sensing whether there were creatures or something around him.

Because it is necessary to refine magical instruments, especially those that are against the sky, it is natural to have an absolutely quiet environment, so that all accidents are reduced to zero.

In the world of his red and purple clothes, no matter how remote it is, there may be people appearing at any time. Because those people in the living quarters are practicing desperately under Wang Qita's guidance. There are many people who regard the remote places in the world of red and purple as an excellent place for experience, to exercise their willpower. Moreover, in order to encourage these people to practice hard, Wang Gongnan also randomly scattered some good training resources to the world of red and purple clothes, and let those people obtain them as good luck. So, if these people come here, it will be troublesome if they feel the movement here.

"Come!" Feeling that everything is safe, Wang Gongnan immediately had an idea, and a stone table appeared in front of him.

He was going to refine these five thunder orders by chanting, so naturally he would have a chanting appearance. This stone table, he not only has to spread the cloth full of hieroglyphs, but he also plans to take out the wooden fish.

It stands to reason that the cloth is something in the illusory world, and it is invisible outside. Just like the Shishui that he introduced earlier, what manifested in the outside world was just a spirit. However, it stands to reason that Qixing Soul Stone is also something in the illusory world, but he was able to use Xingheng as a physical magic weapon before.

"Come on!" So Wang Gongnan immediately spread his thoughts into the baggage behind the soul and led the piece of cloth out.

Fortunately, the cloth was introduced, but it came out substantively, and it was no different from the cloth in reality. Moreover, the pictographs above are clearly displayed.

Spread the cloth on the stone table, then took the Five Lei Ling and put it in his arms to paste the meat, and pressed the wooden fish on the blank space on the cloth. Wang Gongnan took the wooden stick that knocked the wooden fish and placed it on the wooden fish. "He knocked, and cleared his throat "cough".

Naturally, he is very nervous now.

But then, as if thinking of something, he took two futons and sat on top of each other under his hips when a thought came into being.

He had obtained this small group from places such as the forbidden area of ​​the Zhuo Family and the Temple of Yulong Mountain. He never knew what it was useful for.

It seems to be a very ordinary thing, but in his consciousness, he always feels that these futons are of great use to him.

The futon is naturally used to meditate on the pedestal. Since now I am going to use the method of chanting to refine the Five Thunder Orders, I actually meditate here. Therefore, he felt that the futon was in handy at this time.

He didn't know whether it was a psychological effect or what was going on. Sitting on the futon under this butt, the soft feeling made him feel very at ease.

"Ha..." He started to read the words on the cloth. The first word is a person with his mouth open, with a smile on his face, as if laughing. Therefore, Wang Gongnan felt that this should be the state of laughing. But he knew that the word "laugh" must not be pronounced. Because this is a spell for refining five thunder orders, just like when he refined the wooden table space before, the spells were all words beside the word. Since the face of this person is laughing, what is the laughter of "Ha"? Therefore, he felt that this hieroglyph must read "ha".

And the second character is still a picture of a human face, with a smile on his face, but his mouth is closed, and the teeth in his mouth seem to be bitten. Although the mouth is closed but not fully closed, it seems to be blowing gently, and the teeth can be vaguely seen.

"Huh!" Wang Gongnan felt that this word should be pronounced "hu".

But when he read the third word, he didn't notice the name for a while. So he read the words "Ha, Hu", and subconsciously knocked the wooden hammer in his hand at the wooden fish.

"True!" There was a sound.

"Ah!" As soon as the wooden fish rang, Wang Gongnan suddenly felt like an explosion in his head, and his skull cracked and cracked. He felt a headache like cracking, and he couldn't help but screamed.

With this pain, he naturally shook his body, and his **** was also sideways.

"Porp!" ​​On the side of his butt, he heard a sound from under his butt, and then suddenly his head no longer hurts at all.

This sound seemed to be farting, but he was absolutely sure that he was definitely not farting just now, but that gas rushed out from the futon.

So he immediately stood up and looked up at the futon.

At this sight, he was taken aback. Because he saw the futon lying on it, there was an extra finger hole in the middle. The entrance of the cave was as black as charcoal, as if burned through by fire.

"Ah! What a good thing!" Wang Gongnan could not help exclaiming.

It seems that when I knocked on the wooden fish when chanting the mantra just now, it attracted some rules. This thought seemed to break some restrictions, and he was backlashed. This kind of backlash is very strong, it should have hurt him, and it is all relying on him to hold the futon to cushion it. Now it is the futon that has led this backlash to the past, so that Wang Gongnan is not harmed. But the futon was penetrated by the backlash.

"Great!" Wang Gongnan was really happy, so another thought came into being. He took out another futon from his body, put it under the futon with a hole, and then sat on it.

So, there are three futons sitting under his ass.

There are three futons on the seat, and only he can think of it.

The third character is a bird flapping its wings and flying. According to the rules of pictographic characters, this character should be pronounced "fly". However, because this is a mantra, it cannot be the word "fly". What do you read? Wang Gongnan is a little confused.

"Ha! Huh!"

"True!" However, although he didn't know how to pronounce this word yet, Wang Gongnan repeated the first two recognized words, and he knocked Muyu every time he finished reading the two words.

And every time he knocked on the wooden fish, he felt his head numb, and then there was a fart sound from under his ass.

In this way, he read it ten times, and after knocking the wooden fish ten times, there was no reaction in his head, and naturally there was no movement under his butt.

"Yes, it should be an onomatopoeia." After repeating those two words ten times, he felt that his mind was also sober, and suddenly he felt a sense of certainty. He felt that the third word should be an onomatopoeia.

So, what kind of onomatopoeia should a bird flap its wings to fly?