Under the brilliant sunshine, Ji Hao squatted in a medicine garden. In the dark blue soil, countless herbs with fingers as thick as small snakes were densely produced. He carried a jade bucket and carefully poured the poisonous slurry made of 18 kinds of venomous snakes and blood of thirty-six kinds of ferocious beasts into the medicine garden.

The viscous poisonous slurry flowed down the tiny channels, and the three-foot-colored herbs swayed violently, shaking like a poisonous snake snatching food wildly.

Soon, all the herbs in the entire medicine garden shaking, and at the same time, the "hissing" sounds kept coming from the rhizomes under the soil.

As visible to the naked eye, several herbs grew three inches taller, and a flower bud on the top of the herbs slowly grew, and a pungent fishy smell slowly spread out from the buds. In the grass around the medicine garden, countless colorful poisonous snakes slowly swam along the fishy smell, entreating comfortably under the herbs with flower buds, spewing poisonous gas in large and small mouthfuls.

Ji Hao wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and let out a gentle breath.

That is, a brave man like him who has been scrambling with poisonous insects and snakes since he was a child, so he can undertake the task of cultivating the "Snake Spirit Grass".

A few days ago, Ji Hao saw several female apprentices from the Central China tribe who were born in a spoiled tribe, crying and shouting, and rolling and crawling out of the medicine garden. Two very pretty little girls danced and swayed wildly with poisonous snakes wrapped around their hands, and accidentally hit the tree stump and fainted. Hey eyes closed the chapter of "Hey eyes"

Then, in the past few days, Ji Hao never saw these girls near the medicine garden again.

After spending a whole morning to prepare the snake spirit grass, Ji Hao received strong praise from a witch palace wizard. At the same time, there were 30,000 apprentices who cultivated the snake spirit grass with Ji Hao. However, in just a few days, the snake spirit grass cultivated by Ji Hao was two inches taller than the others, and was a circle thicker, and it gave birth to buds several days earlier.

This wizard, who specializes in cultivating various herbs in the Witch Hall, has already given Ji Hao an olive branch. He clearly stated to Ji Hao that Ji Hao is very talented in herb cultivation. As long as Ji Hao is willing to become his disciple, he will teach all his experiences.

Ji Hao smiled and thanked the wizard for his kindness, and did not make a clear decision. He had only been in the witch palace for five days and had not yet figured out what he was going to do and what he was going to do.

In the afternoon, in a huge cave with a long and several miles of long style, the earth was blazing and the heat waves were swelling. Ji Hao was like thousands of apprentices, carrying a huge hammer, and crazily hitting the soft iron blocks splashing on the anvil with sparks.

The loud noise of "dongdong" was like thunder. The roar hit the four walls of the cave and turned into a rolling sound to bounce back. The entire cave seemed to be burning, exploding, and circling wildly, just like a red iron block with rapidly changing shapes on an anvil.

Ji Hao subconsciously used the Nine-Character Mantra Pill Sutra, and his coordination of ** was unparalleled. Each hammer hit the most appropriate part of the iron block. In just a quarter of an hour, a short knife two feet and four inches long had taken shape.

Next to the red anvil, a large jar of dark blue spring water emitted a bone-chilling coldness. Ji Hao threw the formed short knife into the water tank and heard a loud "hissing" sound. The spring water rolled violently and quickly calmed down.

Ji Hao reached out and grabbed it, and a sharp short knife was held in his hand. He grabbed a piece of iron ore on the ground and chopped it off casually. With a "click", the iron ore was divided into two halves, and the cut was as smooth as a mirror without any burrs.

The wizard force was used to send it into the short knife, and the three simplest runes on the edge of the short knife were lit up one by one. It was these three runes that increased the sharpness and flexibility of the short knife by more than ten times, which was enough to easily cut off all common metals in nature.

A wizard in charge of forging strode over and grabbed the short knife in Ji Hao's hand and rushed to his fingers.

With the squeaking sound, sparks flew everywhere on the wizard's fingers, and a shallow layer of iron filings were worn off from the blade of the short sword. The wizard laughed happily and said, "Extreme ordinary soldier, Ji Hao, you are very talented in forging. How about it, how many years will you learn from me? In a thousand years, you might be able to cast a witch treasure of the Witch Emperor level!"

Ji Hao smiled without saying a word, and was a blacksmith for the rest of his life? He was not very interested in this.

With a loud "boom", several apprentices near Ji Hao saw that Ji Hao succeeded, and they couldn't wait to throw the short knife that was emitting a high temperature into the water tank.

The short knife they forged was not refined and the runes on the blade were not properly handled. As soon as the short knife was thrown into the water tank, the entire short knife exploded suddenly, and countless pieces splattered everywhere. Several unlucky guys were beaten like a sieve, and they blew blood all over their bodies and howled to the ground.

"Idiot, idiot!" The wizard in charge of the forging cave jumped and roared: "Who brought these idiots to waste materials? Drive them out for me, and they will never be allowed to get close to the forging site in this life!"

Taking advantage of the chaos, Ji Hao slowly walked out of the cave and turned to the place where he learned the creation of witch talismans.

Herb planting, witch medicine refining, witch soldiers forging, witch talisman drawing, and even raising ghosts, raising monsters, making puppets, crossbow equipment, witch formation research, witch theory exploration... In a blink of an eye, two months passed, and all the projects opened by Ji Hao in the Witch Palace have won praise from all wizards.

The powerful soul that has been deliberately cultivated since childhood has given Ji Hao a few times more wisdom than apprentices of the same level, dozens of times more comprehension, and hundreds of times more spiritual power. While other apprentices are still ignorantly following the same things, Ji Hao has already begun to touch the essence of things, and then learn from each other and put forward more and more updated views.

In his previous life, Ji Hao was able to read the Taoist sects, Buddhist scriptures and the classics of countless sects, and extracted the Nine-character Mantras and Alchemy Sutra from them!

Now Ji Hao condenses into the Purple Mansion Golden Pill, and his soul is more than ten times stronger than his previous life. In terms of wisdom alone, Ji Hao is a real monster, and other apprentices cannot compare with him at all.

Some birds have been making a splash for three years and have been making a splash.

Ji Hao is such a big bird with a gorgeous film and a loud voice. The wizards who knew his origins had valued him as much as possible, but no one expected that he was so outstanding that all the wizards were a little creepy and didn't know how to arrange him.

Two months later, Si Wenming sat on the stone pier in Ji Hao's room and looked at him with a little worry.

"I heard about your matter... It's true, I don't know what to say."

"Okay, on behalf of a group of old guys in the Witch Palace, I ask you, what are you most interested in? If you propose it, you will be able to cultivate the full strength of the inheritance of the Witch Palace. The resources you can have in the Witch Palace will give you what you want and what you have in the Witch Palace."

Ji Hao smiled and bowed to Si Wenming:

"I want to be the strongest."

Si Wenming looked at Ji Hao in horror: "Wait a minute, I...what do you mean?"

Ji Hao pondered for a moment, looked at Si Wenming and said proudly: "The strongest meaning is that everything is omnipotent, and I am the strongest in everything!"

Si Wenming was speechless, looking at Ji Hao with unconscious eyes.

Ji Hao stood up and a sense of awe-inspiring aura burst out: "Believe me, I must be the strongest." (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!