This is How the Heavens and the Worlds Come

"No, my hometown is dying..."

Changsheng's face changed, and then he lit the firewood, but the temperature of the flame for alchemy was too low, so he used the power of runes to amplify the flame, causing the temperature of the flame to increase sharply.

The raging flames were burning under the cauldron, gradually stewing the flesh and blood of the six-level double-headed lizard in the cauldron... a burst of meaty fragrance wafted out.

Changsheng licked his mouth and couldn't help swallowing, but he still held back, this is for fellow villagers.

On the road of alchemy, Changsheng has already done a little research. The elixir refined from the bones of fierce beasts is called Body Tempering Pill by him, which has the effect of strengthening the body, but after the Holy Body is completed, the Body Quenching Pill is no longer good for him. It worked.

And the elixir made from the flesh and bones of ferocious beasts is called Qi and Blood Pill by him, which can make up for the lost qi and blood of the human body to a large extent, and is a life-sustaining elixir.

"My fellow, just wait a little longer, the pill will be successfully refined immediately."

Changsheng comforted him, and at the same time asked Dirk to come and translate.

Dirk's expression was extremely complicated. He stood up from the pit, looked at this old enemy Joyce, who was suffering from the same disease, and was about to be animated to death. It's your turn, throw you into the pot and cook together."

Hearing this, the dying Joyce erupted with astonishing strength. First, he spurted out a mouthful of blood, made a whining sound, and even tried to prop up his body with his hands, away from Changsheng.

This eight-year-old... really wants to eat himself?

He was completely desperate. Could it be that even if he died, he wouldn't be able to leave his whole body behind?

Seeing this, Changsheng thought that Joyce was very afraid of death, so he grabbed Joyce's trembling hands again and comforted him, "Don't be afraid, fellow, Dan will be done soon!"

This alchemy is different from the past. With the big cauldron, it can accommodate a higher temperature, and there is no need to worry about the pot being broken.

You know, in the past, alchemy could only be made for a few days. On the one hand, it was because the temperature was not enough, and on the other hand, it was because the pot was too bad. It took more than ten pots to make one alchemy...

But now with the Divine Cauldron, the efficiency of Changsheng alchemy will be greatly improved.

Just like that, Joyce was struggling fiercely on the verge of death, but to no avail. Changsheng held his hands tightly, and the despair in his eyes became more and more intense.

Dirk watched from the sidelines, thinking rapidly about where he should go?

escape? Continue to follow Skoda?

Seeing that he was not dead, Siddharth would have killed himself immediately.

After all, longevity was brought by him...

Then it led to the destruction of the Hague Tribe's high-end combat power, and the fourth- and fifth-level shrimp under him could only face the fate of being swallowed up in front of other tribes.

The huge eyes stared at Changsheng and Joyce, and he was asking, should we just surrender to the enemy?

The power of longevity... One punch at a time, I am afraid that half-step gods will not be his opponents, as long as he hugs this thigh tightly, in this world, he is under one person and above ten thousand people.

A very tempting choice. As a young diplomat, he thinks that he is still very valuable and helpful to Changsheng.

While Dirk was thinking, the cauldron was opened, and a ray of light came out of the cauldron. The essence of the flesh and blood of the ten sixth-level beasts in the middle was now condensed into three pills.

It's not dark, but it looks like it exudes powerful energy and blood and...a faint smell.

"Uncle, come quickly, I was beaten to the brink of death several times, and I survived by eating this."

Changsheng grabbed the reluctant and struggling Joyce, squeezed his nose and fed him.

Joyce struggled and shook his head frantically. What was that black thing emitting a faint smell of shit just now?

he ate?

In an instant, his face turned ugly, and he would die if he died. How could he endure such humiliation as a sixth-level wizard?

Thinking of this, his stomach turned over for a while, and he had already planned to finish it all, and the saving Changsheng did something even more outrageous to himself than feeding shit.

However……

The elixir melted in his mouth, exploded in his body, and the properties of the medicine spread wildly, nourishing his damaged body, and the damage caused by the wizard's disintegration technique... was miraculously recovering.

His eyes became brighter, and he felt that his body was getting better. The fluctuation of witch power was maintained at the level of a wizard, and he stopped for the last step before the gate of hell.

"This... this..."

He couldn't speak clearly, but he met Changsheng's innocent eyes and lowered his head in shame.

He thought that Changsheng was going to cook him up just now, to save the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain...

Thinking of all the things just now, he felt even more ashamed all of a sudden, and the culprit who caused all this...

He stared fiercely at Dirk. At this moment, how could he not know that, as a translator who is proficient in three languages, he couldn't believe any of Dike's translations...

He struggled to get up, sitting cross-legged, constantly digesting the power of the elixir, nourishing his damaged body, and gradually recovering his decayed qi and blood, but the drawbacks of the wizard's disintegration technique were still too great, and his realm fell irreversibly to the first level. I don't know how long it will take to return to level six.

Changsheng was very happy to see Joyce's body recovered and his dead breath gradually disappeared. Then he took the other two elixirs as candies, slammed them a few times, and ate them in front of a man and a beast.

Dirk had seen the magic of the medicine he had never seen before, and wanted to sell it miserably, so that Changsheng would give him one, but before he could speak, it just disappeared...

Joyce had to cross his legs to digest the Qi and Blood Pill, otherwise the huge Qi and Blood would be reloaded everywhere and destroy his body, but he could live forever... After eating it, he was like a normal person, and the Qi and Blood Pill had no effect on him.

As a sacred body, the blood is majestic, far surpassing any human or beast in this world.

If Body Quenching Pill and Qixue Pill are first-class pills, then only second-class pills are effective for longevity.

"Great, fellow, you're all right."

Changsheng stared at Joyce, saw his breath rising, and clapped his hands to express his celebration.

On the other side, Dirk's face turned bitter. How could he hug his thigh if Joyce wasn't dead?

Thinking of this, he sneered at Joyce and threatened: "The Lord Changsheng bestowed you with poison. Do you really think it is the antidote? Although it can help you regain your vitality, your future life and death will depend on the thought of Master Changsheng... ..."

However, Joyce was not an idiot. He glanced at him coldly and said lightly, "Dirk, today's translating revenge, I have written it down."

He will never forget his ugliness just now, spurting blood all the time, still struggling and convulsing, all because of being frightened by Dirk.

Feeling the tense atmosphere of one person and one beast, Changsheng stood among them, waved and said: "Stop arguing, I know, you are enemies, but don't we know each other? For my sake, Let's be friends."

Dirk was taken aback when he heard this, didn't he know each other?

Looking at the corpses of his fellow clansmen all over the place, it is true that you don't know each other if you don't fight, but is this how you use it if you don't know each other? This is massacre...

So, he heard Dao Changsheng continue to say: "Anyway, your Hague tribe is gone, and my fellow camp has won. Why don't you follow me to the fellow's house and surrender?"

Changsheng looked at Dirk, but his small eyes showed great pressure. Dirk's heart froze, he couldn't help showing a forced smile, and was forced to nod.

Maybe... I have always underestimated Changsheng.

He thought that the other party was young enough to be deceived wantonly by him, but behind the harmless body of humans and animals, there was a terrifying existence who would punch every time.

The little lizard that he can't stop with a single punch, what can he use to deceive the other party? Still thinking of using the opponent as a weapon?

Changsheng may have seen through his own plot long ago, and the situation has come to this point only because the other party lacks a pot, but...they already have a pot, and their Hague Tribe is useless.

After all, they are two species. In comparison, the wizard tribe has a greater sense of identity with longevity.

Dirk could understand Changsheng's words, and after some hesitation, he chose to completely submit to Changsheng. Changsheng is still inseparable from him and needs him as a translator, but later, after the language exchange, he is useless...

During this period, he still needs to cultivate a new knowledge to consolidate his position!

then……

The first lizard of the double-headed lizard race appeared.

Led by Dirk, Changsheng threw Joyce, who was still recovering from his injuries, into the pot, and started heading towards the base camp of the wizard tribe below Jianmu.

During this period, Dirk also translated the words of longevity to Joyce, but Joyce kept his revenge and always responded with a sneer.

Just kidding, he was seen by the other party just before he was about to die. Even if Changsheng said he wanted to turn hostility into friendship, he... He thought about the latter's terrifying power, and chose to hold back the impulse.

In this way, a small body, carrying a huge pot, walked on the ground, followed by another two-headed lizard, introducing the scenery with its huge claws, and Changsheng nodded from time to time.

"Master Changsheng is invincible from ancient times. I wonder if he has any title?"

Dirk asked tentatively.

Changsheng thought for a while, nodded and said: "In my world, others call me the Great Emperor. I am invincible in the world, and I am the Great Emperor."

Dirk's pupils shrank, and he thought to himself, no wonder, an invincible existence in another world...

It's no wonder that a child can punch a child. In front of Changsheng, a sixth-level powerhouse is no different from an ant.

"Emperor Changsheng is invincible from ancient times, and in this world he should also be invincible in the world, ascending to the throne of the Great Emperor, but this world has never been called a Great Emperor, why don't we tell the world so that the world can respect the power of the Great Emperor!"

Dirk racked his brains, flattered, and hit the spot right away.

Changsheng's small eyes lit up, and he nodded in agreement: "My teacher said, I am the holy body, and I should sweep away all enemies. Dirk, I will leave this matter to you. You tell the world and tell them that if there is dissatisfaction Yes, you can challenge me!"

"I... one hit them a hundred!"

Changsheng clenched his small fists and said the usual swollen mantra.

Dirk nodded again and again, if this was accomplished, his position in front of Changsheng would be even more consolidated.

Walking and walking, Changsheng carried the cauldron and walked to the front line of the wizard.

"Stop! Who are you?"

A fifth-level wizard stepped forward and led several wizards on the city wall, staring at Changsheng and Dirk.

Seeing Dirk of the double-headed lizard, they didn't take action immediately, it was all because of longevity...

But at this time, seeing Changsheng appearing and Joyce disappearing, they suddenly had a bad premonition in their hearts.

Then, they saw Changsheng tilt the cauldron over, and Joyce's figure appeared in the cauldron.

"Rage, open the city gate."

Joyce blushed and conveyed the order in a deep voice.