I, the steady Jinwu, just want to get married and live a good life!

Chapter 17

In the Golden Crow Palace of the Sun Star.

Fuguang, who was sitting cross-legged on the practice futon, had three spiritual lights floating in front of him——

A top-grade innate spiritual treasure level Chaos Gourd.

Innate gourd vine.

Nine days of rest.

The seven gourds on the innate gourd vine can actually become the best innate spiritual treasures.

The reason why the last Chaos Gourd cannot become the best is because it should not have been born at this time.

now--

The Innate Gourd Vine and the Nine Heavens Breathing Soil are both in Fuguang's hands. If the missing part of the Chaos Gourd's origin can be replenished, it may not be impossible for it to grow into a top-quality innate spiritual treasure.

"It should be possible to use the power of the Sun Star to forcibly connect the Nine Heavens Breathing Soil, Gourd Vine, and Chaos Gourd to let the Chaos Gourd grow again."

Fuguang touched his chin.

Thinking in my heart:

"It's just that this time may take a long time!"

maybe--

In the future, when the day comes when Nuwa attains enlightenment and becomes a saint, the Chaos Gourd may not be able to be promoted to the top level yet.

"No matter."

"If you can make up for it, just make up for it!"

After thinking for a while, Fuguang directly combined the three in front of him.

The gourd vine was replanted, and then the chaos gourd was reattached to the gourd vine using grafting.

After finishing all this, Fuguang mobilized the power of the sun star to directly send the three people into the sun star, stimulating the original flow between the three people.

"It really works!"

After observing for thousands of years, Fu Guang couldn't help but feel satisfied after discovering that the Chaos Gourd began to grow again.

If he can grow again, then no matter what happens, he will not lose.

After no longer paying attention to the growth of Chaos Gourd Vine.

Fuguang took out the mature Immortal Killing Gourd again.

With a serious look on his face:

"Next, we need to refine the Immortal Killing Gourd and refine the source of the Sun's True Fire into the gourd to increase its power to a higher level!"

"Even among the best innate spiritual treasures, its power is definitely at the forefront."

Raising his hand, he summoned a ooze-like source of true sun fire from the sun star, and helped Guangguang's hand seal to change.

While refining the innate divine forbidden matter in the Immortal-Slaying Gourd, he also continuously refined the true fire of the sun into the Immortal-Slaying Gourd.

Distractions are versatile.

While refining the immortal-killing gourd, Fuguang was also constantly checking his Daluo Dao Fruit, comprehending the Avenue of the Sun, the Avenue of Fire, and his own magical powers.

at the same time--

I also used the Chaos Clock and the Hetu Luoshu to understand the many laws of the great avenues that I have minored in!

Under such circumstances, time passed bit by bit.

…

In a blink of an eye.

Then another Yuanhui time passed.

In this Yuanhui, Fuguang never left the Golden Crow Palace and never stepped out of the Sun Star.

Once again living the life of a homebody!

Retreat for a while.

Come out and rest for a while.

Except for Fuguang, there are no other living beings in the Golden Crow Palace.

Although Fuguang was said to be able to use enlightenment techniques to recruit more Taoist boys in his Golden Crow Palace, he did not do so because he liked to be alone.

There is one person in the Golden Crow Palace——

That's enough.

at this time,

In the courtyard of the Golden Crow Palace——

He was holding an autumn brush in his hand on top of a bound book, writing furiously.

On the desk next to it, there are also many books that Fu Guang has written.

The names of these books will be familiar to any time traveler——

"Thirty-Six Strategies".

"The Art of Combining Vertical and Horizontal".

"Fuguang Art of War".

"Game Theory".

…

These writings from the small world before Fuguang traveled through the world were compiled when he had nothing to do and added a lot of his own understanding to them.

Regarding this——

Fuguang always enjoys it!

Inside the Golden Crow Palace.

A large hall has been vacated——

It contains novels, storybooks, operas, comics and other entertainment books compiled by Fuguang in his spare time. There are also books created by Fuguang himself such as "Fuguang On Chess" and "Fuguang On Painting". , classics on piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, etc.

Of course.

What’s more, there are all kinds of exercises and spells created by Fuguang!

The entire hall is not all-inclusive, but it can be considered a rich collection.

This is why Fuguang doesn’t have much free time now——

Otherwise,

He may not be able to create a variety of books that could fill a whole world!

Of course.

It all depends on your mood when you write a book.

The same goes for the content in the book.

When he was out of seclusion last time, Fuguang even wrote several novels about dual cultivation, such as "Fairy Woman Bai Jie", "Male Fairy Abin" and so on, which are only suitable for being placed in the corner.

When he had nothing to do, Fuguang also deduced and created several dual cultivation techniques.

Back to business.

snap——

Put down the pen in your hand.

Fuguang glanced at the completed "Houhei Xue" and threw it aside casually.

Stretched:

"In another 70,000 years, the second lecture of Zixiao Palace will begin."

Holding a cup of tea in one hand and tasting it.

Fuguang pondered in his heart:

"After the second lecture, the realm of the top experts in the ancient world will rise to a higher level again. Only Quasi-Sages and Hunyuan Golden Immortals can stand at the top of the pyramid!"

"And the years after the second lecture are the real prelude to the calamity!"

"I don't know when Duke Dongwang will establish the Immortal Court. If we don't do it quickly, I'm afraid the Witch Clan will be born out of nowhere."

When I think of the tyrannical behavior of the Wu clan——

As long as they are born, everything near Mount Buzhou will be regarded as their own, and all races in the ancient world will also be regarded as food and resources by the Wu clan. At that time, the entire ancient world will definitely be in turmoil.

If there is no one to rule,

All the races in the wild—

But you will suffer the old sin!

Think of this.

Fuguang shook his head again:

"None of my business!"

He had no intention of making a name for himself, nor did he intend to rule all the races in the wild, let alone face the twelve ancestral witches.

How about all the races in the wild—

It has nothing to do with him!