"How many plot points are needed to exchange the Shaking Heaven Pill to reality?" Murong Yun tried to ask.

It is difficult to define the strengths and weaknesses in the world of practice with a complete numerical value.

Only rough divisions can be made.

The classification standards are nothing more than two.

A high level and a long life.

Although a high level is not necessarily stronger than a lower level, it must mean that in practice, one has made great progress to a certain level, made many accumulations, and had various means.

And if you live for a long time, you will understand even more. A powerful person may not live for a long time, but a long person must be very powerful.

After all, avoiding death and prolonging life is a deception of heaven.

If an ordinary monk has a thousand years of life, he will definitely become a big shot in the world of cultivation.

This thousand years is not a fixed value, but an active value.

Because of this thousand years of worry-free accumulation, there will be a subsequent two thousand years, three thousand years or even ten thousand years.

Therefore, the sky-shaking pill has the name of the sky-shaking pill.

At this moment, Murong Yun heard it, and looked at the dazzling scarlet billion that appeared in front of him.

After watching more than 10,000 plot points of my silence, I suddenly felt a sense of poverty that was uncovered in the cold winter.

Fortunately, no one saw such a embarrassed scene.

"Is it really possible for one billion yuan?" Murong Yun fell into deep thought.

At this time, in another similar space, Song Qingwen looked at the Yin-Yang Five Thunder Destroying Three-Phase Bomb he imagined and exchanged it into reality. The 3 billion plot points needed, but his expression was very calm.

"The more refined and complete the conception and manufacturing process provide, the lower the plot points required. From 10 billion to 3 billion... This is the limit that my current knowledge accumulation can achieve. Of course... I am sure to shorten the real exchange consumption to 1.5 billion. As for the origin of the 1.5 billion plot points, there is already a direction."

"I created two path directions for the second stage of the Demon-Sealing Man, so I have 500,000 plot points. Does this mean that the element of obtaining plot points is to participate in major events that change a world historical process, and play a vital role in it?"

"Perhaps, the reason why I only got 500,000 plot points was entirely because before I proposed the two directions of scholarship and prayer, Phoenix first created the direction of Knight. He took the lead in front of me and guided the historical process, and I could only be considered as a supplement. If the third stage of the Demon-Sealing Man was completely guided by me, then the plot points I obtained must be far more than 500,000." Song Qingwen thought to himself.

The emergence of the Divine Realm completely aroused Song Qingwen's extremely strong spirit of struggle.

Originally, he felt that the wasteland and other world seemed to have become boring.

Now I watch it again... full of passion!

I wish I could return to that world immediately and do something more.

Looking at the people who were full of passion, as if they were about to turn the world around at any time, Ke Xiaoliang showed a satisfied expression on his face.

From entering this world and expanding the setting of this world to now, the first wave of leeks has not reduced the output of magic value.

Even as they self-envision, the magic value leaked is increasing.

"These old monks, one and two of them are turtles. Once they solve the problem of survival, they all want to get along and develop slowly without any activeness. All dangerous, risky, and impulsive things are left to the disciples. The problem is that one hundred ordinary disciples are not as good as an elder-level boss, and they give them at one time. This time, how do you hide, how do you live with me!" Ke Xiaoliang showed the old farmer's smile in his room.

Yin Feiyang looked at the function of "creating man" and saw that he constructed the embryo that only had a shell but no soul, and fell into deep thought.

Only Ke Xiaoliang knew how excited he was at this moment.

Because among the crowd, he had the most demonic value.

Every time, it starts at a starting point of 100,000 and keeps coming out.

"Can you create a soul, but you need more plot points...?" Yin Feiyang recycled the soulless embryo.

Then, in his own space, he created a thatched hut that could only be considered simple and lived in it.

It seems that I plan to live a minimalist life and save the plot points of creating souls in a saving way.

"You can't make money by being stingy! You can only make money by knowing how to cut leeks!" Ke Xiaoliang looked at Song Qingwen who had already walked out of the door and arrived in the public area, and couldn't help but sigh that the cheap master's head was still flexible.

At this time, Song Qingwen was holding several magic guns that he created and transformed.

This thing is driven by the energy of the Demon-Sealing Man, which can enhance its power and has extremely far-reaching shooting ability and accuracy.

If an ordinary disciple obtains such props, his ability to survive in the wasteland world will definitely be greatly enhanced.

The public areas are also blank.

Ke Xiaoliang can also express the word "stinginess" to the extreme.

Of course, Ke Xiaoliang's stinginess is different from Yin Feiyang's stinginess.

Ke Xiaoliang's stinginess is the stinginess of the monopolist towards consumers. Even if the other party knows that it is inappropriate, he still has no choice.

Yin Feiyang's stinginess is just targeting himself...it is self-harsh and self-debt.

"The stall needs to be rented, and the rent per day is 100 plot points. Moreover, the buildings where the stall is located and the building appearance require you to spend the plot points and structure yourself?" Song Qingwen was a little surprised.

"Have you implemented your self-exercise, self-imagination, and self-creation to the extreme?"

"This is not bad. Not subjectively instilling any concept is equivalent to giving a piece of white paper and letting everyone play it freely... It is indeed the style of the divine realm." Without knowing it, Song Qingwen forcibly explained Ke Xiaoliang a wave of his stinginess, decorating and disguising him.

Song Qingwen rented a stall, then created just a chair and a table, and placed the weapons he constructed on the table and marked the price.

Because Song Qingwen provides complete creative solutions and creative details, the cost of these weapons is very low.

Basically, it consumes the cost of material costs.

However, Song Qingwen's price is not low.

The worst magic pistol is also priced at 100 plot points, and it does not include the reality.

At this moment, when it was synchronized to reality, Ke Xiaoliang spent 500 magic points, but he showed a magic sniper rifle.

Looking at the firearms with a very technological sense, their expressions were weird... and shy.

"It turns out that the creations in the gourd world are actually not too expensive to exchange for reality. I used to think that they are expensive, not only because they are poor, but also because I don't know the structure of the concrete things I need. At most, I can only be considered a half-understanding of the specific details, and have no grasp of the specific details. Once I have fully mastered all the construction techniques and insider information, the consumption of concrete to reality will be greatly reduced."

He took back the magic sniper rifle.

The loss of a few hundred magic points is nothing to Ke Xiaoliang.

At this time, Song Qingwen will be open in the divine realm.
Chapter completed!