Zhuo Buqun refined the Wood King Realm and suppressed the four stone tablets in spring, summer, autumn and winter, in order to enable the Wood King Realm to operate in accordance with the laws of heaven and reincarnate in the four seasons, so that the world can be maintained for eternal movement.

The idiot Hua Lao Monster took away the Winter Monument, resulting in a lack of one season for four seasons. The cycle of heaven was destroyed. How could there be no problem in the Wood King Realm?

Qiu Xinglan then asked, "Are you sure of repairing it?"

"The four seasons are reincarnated, it is easy to destroy, but it is difficult to recover. At this time, the Wood King Realm has been severely damaged. It is difficult to restore it to its original state at once!"

Zhuo Buqun's reply disappointed Qiu Xinglan.

Unexpectedly, he continued: "Although it cannot be repaired to the same state, I am 90% sure that the Wood King Realm will maintain its current state, at least not continue to deteriorate. In three to five years, I can return to my previous state."

Ninety percent?

Qiu Xinglan stared at Zhuo Buqun fiercely and said to the green-haired young man: "Let's go and see the Flower Saint!"

Soon, the flying boat appeared outside the endless sea of ​​flowers.

The flowers and plants in the sea of ​​flowers are all flower monsters with some climate. As long as outsiders approach, the entire sea of ​​flowers ripples and exudes a strong hostility. As long as someone dares to break in, he will attack wildly.

The green-haired young man took out a jade slip and informed him. The sea of ​​flowers instantly calmed down. Then he activated the flying boat and flew slowly over the sea of ​​flowers, and finally landed in front of a wooden house in the middle of the sea of ​​flowers.

"God of Qiu Dan, come in!"

An old and irritable voice came from a wooden house.

Qiu Xinglan and Zhuo Buqun walked into a wooden house.

There is another world in the wooden house, with strange flowers and plants growing everywhere, and the strange fragrance is swaying.

In the middle of the house, there was a huge flower a hundred feet in size. On a petal, there were more than a dozen people standing, and a thin old man sat cross-legged among the stamens, "I've seen the God of Pill!"

Qiu Xinglan and Zhuo Buqun came to the petals, and except for the thin old man, everyone else saluted Qiu Xinglan.

Zhuo Buqun saw from the aura of these people that they were all military divisions, and their grades were not low, most of them were eighth-grade military divisions.

Zhuo Buqun conducted the sixth-grade military god assessment in the Temple of Soldiers last time, and the red-haired old man who was in charge of the assessment was also among them. The man's surname was Fan and he was an old-fashioned eighth-grade military division.

There is also an acquaintance, the old horse-faced man who questioned Zhuo Buqun's way of refining weapons during the assessment of the Sixth-Grade Soldier Division.

"Qiu Dan God, my Wood King Realm is about to perish. Don't you forget your herbs?"

The old man in the center of the stamen looked extremely anxious. He grabbed a gourd angrily and took a sip, and the fragrance of wine was everywhere.

Qiu Xinglan said: "Old Monster Hua, when Master Zhuo Buqun refined the Wood King Realm for you, he made an agreement with you that the herbs in the Wood King Realm can be picked by Dan Shen Mountain. The price is calculated at 70% of the market price. You shouldn't want to break the contract, right?"

The old monster Hua rolled his eyes and said angrily: "Go and find Master Zhuo Buqun to help me repair the Wood King Realm. From now on, the herbs from the Wood King Realm will be given to you at half price."

"Old Monster Hua, this is what you said. I am here this time to repair the Wood King Realm!"

Old Man Hua said in surprise: "Qiu Dan God, can you change the way of practicing weapons to repair my Wood King Realm?"

"Of course it's not me. This time I specially found a weapon refining master."

Qiu Xinglan pointed at Zhuo Buqun and said.

A glimmer of light flashed in the eyes of the old monster Hua, and anger appeared, "Qiu Xinglan, you were not here to make fun of me on purpose, right?

This person is just a consciousness that lives in a puppet and can repair my Wood King Realm?”

The soldiers on the side all showed a look of mockery.

Qiu Xinglan smiled indifferently and said, "Old Monster Hua, you have also misunderstood. The consciousness that resides in this puppet comes from a weapon refining master named Zhuoyan. He is famous in the Huntian Realm!"

"Master Zhuoyan!"

The red-haired old man surnamed Fan showed a look of surprise, "Are you really Master Zhuoyan?"

Zhuo Buqun nodded and said, "I am Zhuoyan."

Master Fan said happily: "I was quite touched when I heard the master talk about the way to refine weapons that day. I always wanted to ask the master for advice in person, but I didn't expect to meet the master here."

The old monster Hua showed an unexpected look and said to Qiu Xinglan: "This person looks really tricky."

"You can only talk about military affairs on paper and seek fame and reputation!"

Among the many soldiers, someone sneered. It was the old man with horse-faced face, "Just a mere sixth-rank soldier, who is trying to repair the Wood King Realm?"

The old monster of Hua showed doubt.

Zhuo Buqun smiled and said to the old man on horse face: "Are you an eighth-rank soldier division?"

The old man with horse face said proudly: "This master came out with the demon soldier Master Gong Fang, and he was promoted to the eighth grade a hundred years ago!"

"Do you know what's wrong with the Wood King Realm?

Can you fix it?"

Faced with Zhuo Buqun's questioning, the old man with horse face turned red, but he was still stubborn: "I am not helpless, I just won't be accepted by Lord Hua Sheng!"

Zhuo Buqun smiled and said, "What you call a solution is nothing more than cutting out the part of the Wood King Realm that has broken the rules like a hero cutting off his arm, and keeping the still good part. What I'm right?"

Everyone was surprised. The eighth-rank military divisions had discussed for a long time and finally came up with the best solution, just as Zhuo Buqun said.

The old man with horse face said: "For the sake of the present, this is the best way. Apart from that, there is no other way!"

Master Fan also said: "The situation in the Wood King Realm at this time is like a person who is sick. Only by removing the necrotic part can you save your life, otherwise the entire Wood King Realm will be out of business."

Hua Laoqiu said angrily: "The Wood King Realm is the basis of my life. Cutting the Wood King Realm is equivalent to cutting half of my life. This bullshit method won't work!"

Many soldiers and divisions fell silent.

Zhuo Buqun said: "Master Fan compared the Wood King Realm to a patient, which is extremely inappropriate and even absurd!"

Master Fan frowned and said, "I hope to hear it carefully!"

The old man with horse face sneered: "Look at how you can make up for it."

Zhuo Buqun said: "When a person is sick, he can still survive if he removes the necrotic part.

The Wood King Realm is a world that forms a world of heaven and earth. If the Wood King Realm is divided, the whole world will collapse, and there is no reason to survive!"

"I was almost killed by you incompetent people!"

Hua Laoqiu said with resentment.

The faces of many soldiers were very ugly.

The old man with horse face mocked, "We are not even capable of eighth-grade soldiers. Can you, your small sixth-grade soldiers, have a way to repair the Wood King Realm?"

Qiu Xinglan shouted: "How can you let go of your presumptuousness in front of me?"

The old monster Hua looked at Zhuo Buqun with a look of hope.

Zhuo Buqun was about to speak when an extremely arrogant man's voice came from outside: "If you want to repair the Wood King Realm, except for my demon soldier Zheng Chunqiu, there is no one else in the entire starry sky!"

Then another young man's voice came: "Jiang Wei, a son of the ancient clan, and Master Zheng Chunqiu, came to repair the Wood King Realm for Senior Flower Saint!"

"People from the Jiang family?"

Qiu Xinglan's face suddenly became gloomy.

Zhuo Buqun's heart had a sharp murderous intent. The Jiang family was one of the ancient clans who chased him in his previous life. Although they were not the leader, they were also one of the culprits.
Chapter completed!