Setting Up an Array at the Back Mountain

On the roof, the silly bird looked at the five-colored pagoda rolling on the ground with pity. He lowered his head and tidied his feathers in all seriousness.

What disappointed Li Ming was that this time, the Little Pagoda didn't spit out anything. This made his plan fail.

However, under the nourishment of the vast essence of the five elements, the five-colored pagoda seemed to have some improvement, but it was much dimmer than before.

After all, these were all low-level materials. Although the quantity was enough, the quality was a lot worse.

Li Ming had no choice.

From his previous two experiences, he could tell that the materials that could produce putty were all of high quality.

Now, every time Li Ming stared at the five-colored pagoda, it would tremble. "Little pagoda, if you could eat this and poop it out, how good would that be!" Li Ming said with a regretful expression.