Jiuyou.

Mo Luo, with long hair and shawls, closed his eyes slightly and looked up at the void forty-five degrees. He didn't know what he saw, his mouth slightly raised, then opened his eyes and said leisurely: "Is this the last choice?"

Sensen Jiuyou, no response.

"Using the ultimate good to hide the ultimate evil is a very clever choice."

Morrow's tone was very satisfied, "Your game can continue."

...

Where the Nine Nethers and Hell are connected, the Great Bodhisattva Cave of Ksitigarbha.

The great Bodhisattva sitting upright on the lotus platform finally opened his eyes, stared at some place for a moment, slowly stretched out his right hand, and a flawless white lotus leaf appeared in his palm.

"go."

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva exclaimed lightly, and the lotus leaf turned into a white light and disappeared.

The lotus petals float across the sky, the clouds are light, the rivers and rivers, and come to a mountain with pleasant scenery, beautiful mountains and rivers, and monkeys leaping everywhere.

What a good mountain, with verses as evidence:

Shizhen Wangyang, Weining Yaohai. Shizhen Wangyang, tides rush in the silver mountain and fish enter the cave; Weining Yaohai, waves are flowing in snow and waves and mirages are gone...

The lotus leaf floated silently in front of a monkey who was on the back. The monkey stretched out her claws and took the lotus leaf under her nose to smell it, then turned around and entered the cave.

...

Wang Dong lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling with a deep look on his face.

Of course, he didn't believe a word about what the doctor said. What kind of personality splits, what kind of choices of good and evil, and what kind of killing are nothing more than a flawed story composed based on his own game experience.

Do you really think I haven't watched "No One" and "Fatal Id"?

Wang Dong was not sure where he was now, but he could roughly judge that he was still in the game, a story model about a genre of personality.

It is just because of identity changes or in order to increase confusion, the skills you had accumulated before were taken back again.

This is also a pretty boring thing. The Nine Yin and Nine Yang Tai Chi, the Dragon and the Dog and the Plum Hand, can feel these unique skills, which is really a very good experience. The feeling of gradually transcending the body, the infinitely extended power is fascinating.

Unfortunately, it is uncontrollable and cannot be firmly in control.

From this perspective, the logic of this game is too perverted, and the skills are reclaimed for no reason. The equipment and currency settings are too casual. The serious level system begins to collapse after several dungeons and becomes optional...

All are points of frustration.

If he sees the designer of this game, he must spend five minutes teaching him a good class!

At the moment, I have nothing to do, so I can only wait for the NPC outside to come in to promote the plot, or wait for the system to release tasks.

I don’t know what tasks the system will distribute to him this time. I guess it should be a modern background, otherwise what would I do to take away my magical skills?

Wang Dong looked around the room and thought to himself: "Is the main mission to escape from this special prison?"

Wang Dong sat up and began to recall his previous game experiences in his mind. The plot was basically gone, and he only recalled those experiences of practicing martial arts.

He wants to do an experiment.

An experiment of changing characters into real players, a Neo-style awakening.

He was sure that he was in the game at this moment, so as long as he reviewed the skills he had practiced from beginning to end, he could recall them all.

The horror world, which claims to be the most realistic game, streamlining all game steps to truly be immersive, for players, the rough recovery of skills is obviously contrary to this original intention, for the unity of the front and back, and pursuing the ultimate experience of the game, instead of setting the recovery skills, it is better to use a seal, and to be more precise, to allow players to achieve the effect of hiding and revealing skills through their own consciousness.

Because Wang Dong has never used any game cabin, helmet, glasses since he first entered this game... He is the entry of consciousness.

In other words, the reason why this game was established for him was because the game had a connection with his consciousness.

What really restricts and determines himself is not those serious game settings, but his own will.

To give a simple example, when he found out that he was in an ancient background, he instinctively felt that he had to learn a good kung fu, because the concept of a hero in the martial arts world and a hero in the martial arts world had long been deeply rooted in his consciousness. He completely accepted such logic, so he had to practice it.

On the contrary, when he found himself in the modern world, he instinctively felt that he was just an ordinary librarian. He had read some books and wrote some words. The things that were definitely fictional and fake in the real world were impossible for people in the real world to practice any supernatural magical skills.

Based on this consciousness transformation, his skills appear and disappear on their own.

"is that so?"

Wang Dong was inexplicably excited, then closed his eyes and continued to look back on those days of hard practice.

Panlong stick, Taizu Changquan, Xiao Lang sword technique, Shaolin unique skills, Dragon subduing palm...

While reviewing, I silently reminded myself that this is still "The Horror River"

"Life is like a journey against the road, and I am also a pedestrian!"

Wang Dong silently recited these two lines of poetry, then casually pushed forward with his right hand, and only heard a crisp "pop" sound, as if a palm slapped on the wall.

Crash...

The wall skin began to fall off, and lime debris fell down.

Wang Dong looked at the wall intently, curious about what flowers he had slapped with his ordinary palm.

The entire wall quickly fell off and the bare wall behind appeared, which was engraved with tadpole-like words.

Wang Dong suddenly opened his eyes wide, looked at it for a while, and murmured to himself: "Taixuan Sutra?"

As soon as I read these three words, I felt that the words on the wall seemed to be hovering and flying, and I couldn't help but feel dizzy.

After calming down, when he looked at the handwriting again, his mind was dizzy again, which aroused his curiosity. He looked at it again and again. He saw that every stroke of the handwriting seemed to turn into tadpoles, waving on the wall, but if he only looked at one stroke, the tadpoles would not move anymore.

Wang Dongfu reached his heart and began to look at the situation of tadpoles carefully. He saw countless tadpoles either leaping up or down, with different postures and vividness.

After looking at it for about half an hour, I suddenly felt a hole in my vest beat for a while. I was immediately overjoyed and continued to look down. Another hole jumped again.

He had learned too many superb skills and knew what the beating of the acupoints meant. He immediately suppressed his inner ecstasy and stared at the tadpole text on the wall carefully.

Some tadpoles will make their acupoints jump, but some will be silent at all. Naturally, the two tadpoles do not connect and echo each other.

So Wang Dong began to deliberately search for the tadpole text that is related to each other.

The tadpoles painted on the wall are thousands of. Once you happen to find two connections, the internal breaths of the two acupoints on your body will be connected together, and the whole body will be smooth, as if a corner of the seal in your body has been untied.

I don’t know how long I looked at it, but the tadpoles seemed to move into the meridian acupoints in their bodies, turning into small frogs, jumping around among the hundreds of strange meridians, rushing through the acupoints all over his body, and circulating through the breath.

Wang Dong became more and more excited as he read it. He had long guessed that 90% of the "Taixuan Sutra" was related to the final remaining [Shi Potian Personality], but he couldn't care about so much. He was already fascinated by the tadpoles.

When he noticed that hundreds of acupoints in his body had been penetrated by tadpoles and frogs, he suddenly felt a surge of breath filled his body, and then he made another rush, breaking through seven or eight suffocating places with great momentum, and it flowed rapidly like a big river, from the Dantian to the top of his head, from the top of his head to the Dantian, flowing faster and faster, rushing endlessly.

In an instant, all the seals in the body were untied.

The kung fu I had learned before rushed out one after another and gathered with the rapidly flowing river.

Nine Yin and Nine Yang Tai Chi Shaolin skill Beiming Divine Art Qiankun Great Shift Dragon Subduing Eighteen Palms... Now plus the "Tai Xuan Jing"!

The broken void is right in front of you.

bite!

At this moment, a system prompt sound that trembled the soul suddenly sounded in my mind:

【The main task has been completed!】

Wang Dong then let out a light breath, slightly suppressing the surging and deep inner breath in his body.

To break the void, timing is very important, and you should not act too quickly.

Wang Dong had just stabilized the swelling and wanting to explode in his body, and suddenly he found that the tadpole literary on the wall began to move again. This time it was not linked to his acupoints, but the tadpoles were moving by themselves, as if they were combining freely.

Soon, the thousands of tadpoles formed a few words:

One Lv, two Zhao, three Lin Chong, four gates, five Zhang, six Qiao Feng. The magical powers of the East Evil and the West Poison, Huang Rong, Guo Jing, Ling Hu Chong, Xuanming, Zhang Sanfeng, and sweep the floor, old playboys in the East:

All of them can't beat Sun Wukong!

Wang Dong:?_?
Chapter completed!