strokinit Chapter 474 Appears
Chapter 474 Appears
"Did you hear that a freak has appeared in Blessed Land in the past few days?"
"Is it the new viewer who killed the original Lingshan taoist temple spectator and occupied the nest of the taoist dove and opened the flagship store of treasure x in Blessed Land? He doesn't want heaven and earth treasures, only black chicken and white phoenix pills, and doesn't want any green lotus?"
"Oh, brother, you know about this too?"
During the day in the city, the streets were bustling with people, and the ghosts that fell on the streets in Blessed Land were back to normal.
Everyone was kind, calm, and friendly.
It was a heaven, a hell, with the eeriness of despair and fear at night.
At this time, there were many people dressed in real world clothes, walking and stopping in the city, looking at this huge ghost city with novelty.
A few of them were particularly loud and eye-catching.
"Speaking of which, I still admire the new master's boldness. Killing ghosts can exchange for all kinds of heaven and earth treasures in Blessed Land. I can't imagine why he must lose money and support us to kill ghosts."
I heard that... This viewer is probably an official figure. Everyone must have played a game before. Whether it was a stand-alone game or an online game, there would always be characters like black market businessmen, mysterious businessmen, and secret treasure businessmen in the game. The outside world said that he was actually the official gm in Blessed Land, specializing in killing the number of ghost as a trade item. To encourage us to practice our actual combat experience. Without official support, we wouldn't be able to figure out where he got the motivation and financial resources to do such a huge charity. Even if he had a mine at home and a fragrant vegetable garden at home, he wouldn't be able to afford such a free gift."
"Oh, your news is outdated. Now there's another news coming out..."
"Oh? What's the news? Tell me now!"
"Cai kang, stop trying to keep me in suspense. Just say it!"
The man called cai kang, seeing that he was the center of attention among his companions, suddenly puffed up his chest and cleared his throat, "Do you know how the new master came to hold all the treasures in his hands?"
Cai kang purposely sold himself out before saying, "The answers are all snatched!"
"Some people say that every night when they see the master of the temple, they will go into the places where the ghosts live and carry out the three light tenet of" killing the light to snatch the light," especially the area of the temple and temple, which has become a disaster area. Every day, the temple and temple are demolished, and the inside is looted."
Someone exclaimed, "So fierce? Isn't he afraid of being shot?"
Cai kang was also alarmed. This man was really fierce. He specialized in doing things that no one else dared to do.
"I just don't know what kind of treasures he has that can be exchanged for. Why don't we go and have a look?"
"Okay."
"I was just intrigued."
However!
When the group finally arrived in Lingshan taoist temple, they were stopped at the entrance before entering.
"If it's not a barter, no one else is allowed in."
Standing at the door, zhang honglei, Wang Siyi and xu jian stopped cai kang and his group.
...
At this time in Lingshan taoist temple, Fang Zheng was so glad that he could save Li Anshun and others.
People, of course, can't be saved for nothing.
Ever since Fang Zheng left the five of Li Anshun in the taoist temple to help out, there have been fewer people visiting Lingshan taoist temple as a zoo and as a monkey in the zoo.
Even the usual barter was done by tang gaomin and Li Anshun who stayed in the audience.
Unless it was a barter of soul qi, generally, he did not have to personally appear, which saved him a lot of training time.
Exchanging things for things and cultivating time are not delayed.
Of course, Fang Zheng was not a cold-blooded person. He would not let zhang honglei and the others do their work for nothing. Every day, he would pay one person a crystal mine. Anyway, he did not have to spend money to buy this kind of thing.
This was a win-win situation, and Li Anshun and the others were very happy to be able to repay the debt of saving their lives, and to earn heaven and earth treasures.
Fang Zheng finally understood why so many people would take risks and like to do business without a foundation.
Because, it's really cool!
...
At this time, a week had passed since everyone had entered Blessed Land.
Through Fang Zheng's understanding in the past few days, nearly a hundred of the cultivators who entered Blessed Land broke through to the night tour envoy.
After knowing how many night trips there were in Zhou city, he no longer felt that there were so few people.
There were more than a hundred masters in one go. This was the great chance that the second stage of spiritual recovery and the opening of Blessed Land came at the same time!
More than a hundred night traveling envoys were directly born.
These people are the most talented and genetically elite, and they are also the fresh blood for the country.
The majority of the remaining people who did not break through, although they were not able to break through to the night tour envoy because of their lack of talent, were also on the verge of breaking through or breaking through immediately because of this double chance.
In the short term, a large number of potential candidates for the ninth and eighth god collections were trained.
Here, there are a few big prefecture-level cities, the size of thousands of people!
That's why so many international powers are particularly nervous about Blessed Land's opening. Mr. Fu's words, "One day in the sky, one year on the ground," were completely fulfilled in Blessed Land.
It was the second stage of spiritual recovery and the opening of Blessed Land. In just a few days, it saved several years! Even more than ten years of hard work!
If you want to break through the night travel envoy, you must have talent, chance, and sweat.
At the ninth god's hiding place, one could break through to the night traveling envoy without being blindly immersed in cultivation. Otherwise, the night traveling envoy would not be so rare.
Therefore, in order to create more night travelers.
It's also a matter of public opinion.
At the same time, he also wanted to cultivate the bloodiness of the flowers in the greenhouse.
Management relaxed management, allowing the remaining unbroken to enter the city in search of their own opportunities. That was why there was a scene at the entrance of Lingshan taoist temple. Too many people came to visit Fang Zheng.
Fortunately, Li Anshun and a few others were helping him with his chores.
It was a week after Fang Zheng entered Blessed Land, the fourth day after the mountain pass appeared.
But Fang Zheng never entered Broken mountain.
A city of ghosts, ah, stay in the city and concentrate on cutting leeks, he can still make a fortune, and a city of ghosts, no one will rob him.
It was like when others were digging for coal, he was already developing oil and gas fields.
The point was that no one was competing with him.
The gains in the past few days, when the mountain pass appeared, every day the trade was very good.
He had collected six nuts in his hand.
If you follow a nut and strengthen your body by one percent, there will be six percent.
There were also various kinds of nourishing blood, calming the mind and nourishing the soul, and washing the body. Fang Zheng, who had tasted the sweetness of nuts, collected a lot of them.
The most recent cultivation relied on eating blueberry Spirit fruit every day. If one was not enough, three would be enough.
And his progress in cultivation was very fast. In four days, he injured the second level of Three Rays of God Kung (ii).
According to this momentum, as long as the blood tonic was sufficient, he could complete the Three Rays of God Kung in a month.
However, even with the blueberry Spirit fruit as a blood tonic, Fang Zheng still couldn't make ends meet every day.
He had to use donkey-hide gelatin to practice.
Because the more you practice to the back, the higher the consumption of blood and qi.
A day without a word.
Another calm day had passed. After Fang Zheng had asked Li Anshun and the others to return to the safe zone, he was about to start cutting leeks again.
When he went out to hunt for ghosts, Lingshan taoist temple was defenseless, leaving Li Anshun and the others in Lingshan taoist temple. He was worried about the safety of these people. Only the safe zone was the safest.
First of all, Fang Zheng cut all the leeks in a circle around Lingshan taoist temple, and immediately recorded 35 strands of soul energy.
That was why Fang Zheng was willing to stay in the city.
Why would such a huge wave of chives run around?
To him, the so-called heaven and earth treasures were not as realistic as soul qi.
After harvesting the outer taoist temple, the bride's temple, the monk's temple, and a large wave of temples, Fang Zheng did not die and ran to the depths. According to his previous plan, he began to harvest the other streets nearby.
Ordinary spirit + 1.
Ordinary spirit + 1.
...
After another ninety-eight souls entered the account, Fang Zheng continued to change the next block.
Ordinary spirit + 1.
Ordinary spirit + 1.
...
This time, eighty-three more souls were recorded.
Fang Zheng was completely in love with this map of unlimited experience.
The point was that no one was fighting him for the monster.
All of them ran to Broken mountain, dug up the treasures of heaven and earth, looked for Sanhuang well, where the yellow emperor ascended by the dragon, and beat them to death in the broken mountains.
Only Fang Zheng, who was clearly an invincible night traveller of the same realm, did not want bilian to mix around in the beginner zone and constantly brush off small monsters.
And four months ago, he was already overjoyed and overjoyed to be able to capture two strands of soul energy a day.
I'm afraid even Fang Zheng, four months ago, could not imagine that four months later, his soul, which had been captured overnight, had reached three figures.
This kind of harvest, as he continued to explore the map every day, the number of gains every night increased.
At this time, Fang Zheng, after cutting all the resurrected leeks, only three hours had passed since nightfall, two hours before midnight.
He was going to cut the fresh leeks that he had not cut before, along with the loot.
At this time, Fang Zheng just walked out of a courtyard house. Just as he was about to go out to cut leeks, suddenly, a darkness shrouded him.
The courtyard was completely shrouded in darkness.
Then the sky and the earth broke apart, and the whole courtyard and the house suddenly broke apart. This suddenly broken world was like a god with a great bank, suddenly tearing open a dark and cold door.
Behind the gate was another hazy world.
That hazy world, as if it were the underworld in the myth... Darkness, coldness, endless emptiness, death, withering, without any light.
It's like a black hole swallowing all the light in the world.
Even the speed of light could not escape the black hole.
Fang Zheng's heart sank at the sight of this sudden change.
He wanted to leave the torn courtyard world.
But his face changed.
He found that he could not move his whole body, just like the ghost bed experience in high school, clearly breathing, but breathing was cold, clearly aware of the existence of the body, but could not control a finger of the body.
Frantic struggle.
Trying to get rid of this state of oppression.
But Fang Zheng found it all futile.
Just like when he was in high school, he felt so powerless that he couldn't lift a finger even if the veins in his body popped up one by one.
He did not expect that this feeling of powerlessness, which had been gone for a long time, would only happen to ordinary people. He would experience it again.
Just as Fang Zheng did everything he could to resist this state of oppression, gradually, the dark and gloomy world began to clear up for some reason...
Gradually, a figure in a bamboo hat and raincoat appeared in the world that seemed to be in the underworld.
He, squatting on a small boat, was a surging and turbulent river, like a chasm in heaven, he, stretched out a thin as a chicken claw... The bones and claws of the forest were scratching into the turbid yellow water. It didn't seem to be deep into the water, but they could always pick up a handful of yellow mud at the bottom of the river.
Then he squeezed out a little aboriginal.
The little aboriginal threw it into the water. Not long after, the little aboriginal became a person and walked up the bank from under the river.
Then, a second little aboriginal, a third little aboriginal...
More and more people came ashore from under the river.
Suddenly!
Fang Zheng seemed to have seen something incredible, and his face changed as he looked at one of the people who went ashore... That Songzi Empress next door to Lingshan taoist temple!
Fang Zheng's heart sank at the sight of the incredible resurrection of the dead.
He suddenly had a very painful feeling.
As soon as the thought of egg pain arose, Fang Zheng realized that his raven mouth had really come true... On the other side of the world, the figure in the bamboo hat and raincoat seemed to have finally finished pinching the little aboriginal. At this moment, he stood up and looked at Fang Zheng.
When it was facing Fang Zheng, Fang Zheng finally saw that under the cloak of the bamboo hat and demoiselle, there was a skeleton with white bones.
Her empty eyes, two worlds apart, looked at Fang Zheng from afar.
Then, a pair of white bone claws, paddling the boat! He's heading for Fang Zheng!
Fang Zheng was anxious.
Struggling desperately.
He wanted to struggle out of the pressure of the ghost bed.
He did not even have time to think about the white-boned dead man in the bamboo hat and demoiselle clothes. What was his identity and why he could revive the dead in Blessed Land?
If he didn't run for his life, he would have to leave it here today!
But this bloody bed made him unable to move a finger!
And the boat was getting closer and closer to Fang Zheng.
Not sure if it was an illusion, Fang Zheng even heard the sound of the river flowing.
As the boat got closer, the sound of the rushing river got closer.
In just a few moments, the boat, the white bones of the man in the bamboo hat and demoiselle clothes on the boat, was less than a few meters away from Fang Zheng.
At this rate, Fang Zheng was about to be taken away by this boneless dead man who was as strong as a god in the underworld.
"Run!"
"You must escape!"
"Absolutely not!"
Just as Fang Zheng was struggling madly, she heard a voice from outside.
"Sheep herding boy is here!"
"That thing really did show up. He was just about to take Sheep herding boy away!"
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