"The forced binding task is finally started. Please successfully survive in the mythical world for one day and get at least two mythical smells. Please get ready. If the binding conditions are not met, it will stay in the mythical world forever, and the countdown will start at 30 minutes."
"Zhuo!"
The gentle and respectful man with bloodshot eyes couldn't help but burst out a rude remark.
However, his experience in life made him understand that this is not the time for self pity and self blame, and he would rather try his best to preserve himself than to put it out of order.
The first two forced binding tasks were successful. The first time was one hour, and the second time was four hours.
To survive for one day, that is to say, he needs to experience darkness in the mythical world.
Some unkempt gentleness got up, took a long sword bought at the end of the night, wrapped some food in the Taoist temple kitchen, and carried a flashlight, waiting quietly for the countdown of the mandatory binding task to zero.
Wen Lianggong sighed in his heart as he watched the beating time.
If I had a pistol, I wouldn't be so passive.
"Ding, start the mandatory binding task."
As soon as the gentle and respectful eyes are dazzled, the surrounding environment changes completely, and the dark sky is back in the mainstream, and the dense black clouds that cannot be dissolved are almost blocking the light.
If it's dark, I'm afraid
Wen Lianggong's heart was heavy. He could not help but curse when he watched the countdown of the day in his own vision.
"Mad, it's ok to be a social animal in the previous life. Don't you lie down for me this time?!"
As he spoke, Wen Lianggong quickly looked at the environment. The original Taoist temple had long disappeared, leaving only a winding path in front of him. The forests on both sides were densely covered, mostly old woods. Almost all the light from the sky was completely hidden. Only a few speckled lights on the remaining path shone on the path, and the black fog filled the rear. The cold overcast, making his hair stand on end.
"Bah!"
He resisted his fear, and Wen Lianggong did not turn on the flashlight. The previous two experiences made him understand that turning on the light source might attract things in the old forest.
This flashlight is used unexpectedly at critical times.
At that time, I can't walk a few steps. I'm afraid that I will be dragged into the old forest by some things, and I won't be able to recover at that time.
I crept forward and walked for nearly three hours. It was dark. The more I climbed up, the denser the old woods became.
Gradually, Wen Lianggong felt something was wrong. Every step, as if his body was filled with lead, there was a feeling that his body would not obey, and his back could not help bending down.
It's like carrying a heavy weight of one hundred and eighty kilograms.
Gentle and respectful, something is lying on his back!
But his head slightly shrank back, and his cold and small breath was vomited in his ear.
what's that?!
Reluctantly, he turned his head to see what was going on, gasped for breath, put his hands on his knees, and climbed up the steps with difficulty.
Gradually, a rustle suddenly appeared in my ear.
Ambiguous and ambiguous balderdash sounded in his ears, as if far or near, which made him nervous.
"Get tired and have a rest. It's still early..."
The voice of sighing and persuasion kept floating in his ears, which made Wen Lianggong break into a cold sweat.
If he can, he really wants to open his voice and swear at his mother, and pour out all his dirty words in the water.
But the things on his body became heavier and heavier, as if they were going to crush him to death.
Dead?!
Wen Lianggong's bloodshot eyes were red, biting his teeth and climbing up firmly step by step.
I will not die here if I want to die. Labor and capital must die on a woman's belly!
I don't know how long it will be until Wen Lianggong's vision is blurred. His back has bent more than that of a 90 year old man. His head is almost on the ground, his hands and feet are used together, and he moves up little by little.
Door?!
The gate of the Taoist Temple!
The vision gradually blurred, and the consciousness was slightly unclear. Wenlianggong's body generated a force for no reason, and stared at the front door with wide eyes.
He held his breath and moved forward.
The things on his back seemed to be aware of something. The weight was getting heavier and heavier, almost crushing him completely, and even the lumbar spine gave out some unbearable groans.
Bang!
Gentle and respectful palms hung down the threshold of the Taoist Temple. In a moment, his back suddenly emptied. A slightly disappointed sigh floated into his ears and gradually disappeared, which made him completely relax.
He leaned against the half open gate of the Taoist Temple and rested. After a while, he regained some strength, took out some cakes from his bag that tourists had brought earlier, drank a bottle of water, and finally felt alive.
There are eighteen hours left.
After seeing the countdown on the horizon, Wen Lianggong stood up, and there were two so-called myths. If he didn't get them, even if the door was temporarily safe, he would never get out.
What's more, if you leave with that thing on your back, it may be that there is something terrible in the Taoist Temple, and you will leave only in fear.
Longevity View!
Leaning carefully, we passed through the half open gate of the Taoist Temple. It was a square larger than the football field. In the middle of the square was a huge bronze cauldron.
Where can I get the mythical flavor?
The information prompts that the above also explains the mythical atmosphere. The artifacts that once possessed extraordinary power, condensed extraordinary biological efforts and beliefs, were baptized by time after a long time of precipitation.
Main Hall, Main Hall!
Wen Lianggong thought for a moment. If there are really extraordinary creatures, the so-called immortal gods can only have the so-called mythical flavor if they are worshipped by people day and night in the main hall.
From the gate of the Taoist Temple, he could see the main hall opposite the center at a glance, which was much more magnificent than his shabby little Taoist Temple in reality.
The straight distance from the gate of the Taoist Temple to the Taoist Temple is one kilometer away.
The idea of rushing straight from the square is completely gentle and courteous. If it is so easy, it will be a forced binding task.
Stick to the wall on the left!
After a good rest, he pulled out his long sword. The sword was in the front. It was just something he didn't want to stab himself with.
But he did not dare to stop. Once he stopped, something might happen.
Wipe the finger out of a hole, and the red blood gradually covers the long sword along the sword body.
Although he is not a boy, he has been abstaining for two months to support his health. I don't know whether it is useful.
After dressing the wound, Wen Lianggong took the long sword to stick to the left wall and kept a considerable distance and walked forward slowly.
Silent all the way, Wen Lianggong gradually felt something was wrong.
Did you walk through this place?
Looking at the broken wall in front, Wen Lianggong closed his lips. His face was slightly cloudy and sunny. He held the long sword and waved the air for several times, then walked forward quickly.
Ten minutes later, when Wen Lianggong looked at the corner in his sight again, his heart sank.
Ghosts hit the wall!
He is a Taoist in this world. Although he doesn't believe some of the things that God talks about, he doesn't understand them.
Something is eyeing itself.
Something blocks my sight and makes me turn around.
how to deal with it?
Wenlianggong pondered for a while, then suddenly gave a sharp look and bit the tip of his tongue. The sharp pain from his tongue almost made him tremble all over, and then a lot of blood squirted out of his mouth.
The scene in front of me suddenly moved.
He knew that he had broken the wall!
The ancient method is really useful!
Wenlianggong walked out of the area quickly, and when he walked a distance behind his head, his feet suddenly stopped.
Staring at the black figure crouching in the corner of the wall.
He could clearly hear the painful groans from the other side's mouth, and the suppressed groans in his mouth were full of pain.
Wen Lianggong did not hesitate to detour and walked directly to the side of the square, which was nearly 50 meters away from the crouching figure. He skipped quickly.
Although others gossip, they can also distinguish between gossip curiosity and curiosity killing cats.
Wenlianggong was a little surprised by the way he followed. He walked around the main hall without any danger.
"Very good, very good!"
Wen Lianggong was heartened. He pushed open the main hall door and faced the statue of Sanqing God. But in this gloomy and horrible environment, he was not solemn at all, but looked evil and terrible.
After entering the main hall, I found that there was no danger to reach out and touch the statue.
'Ding, you have successfully obtained two mythical smells.'
Hearing the message like the sound of nature, Wen Lianggong softened and leaned against the pillar beside the door, waiting for the night to come.
I don't know how long he has been here. Wenlianggong shook his head and looked at the time. It will be over in four hours.
Looking up outside the main hall, he had already fallen into a terrible darkness. Only the outline of some buildings could be vaguely seen. Strange movements and rustling whispers from time to time made his heart numb.
Glancing at the time hanging on the horizon, I felt gentle and respectful, and then my face turned pale, no, no!
What's wrong?
What's wrong?!
Wen Lianggong was confused, but he could not find the key point. He simply stared at the countdown of time in the horizon.
One second, two seconds, three seconds, five seconds
How did it jump a second?!
Wen Lianggong opened his eyes wide and red, and he fell into an illusion!
Realizing that he was gentle and respectful, he rushed out of the main hall and ran wildly in the square. However, what surprised and frightened him was that he didn't encounter any danger.
Wen Lianggong stopped and gasped, then stared at his sword.
Maybe there is another way to leave.
In the center of the square, Wen Lianggong raised his sword and pulled his arm. The clear and abnormal pain was conveyed in his mind, making him hesitate.
If, what if it is true?!
Looking at the countdown on the horizon, if the beat was distorted, his heart was instantly settled.
The wrist turned, the long sword turned, the tip of the sword pointed at his heart, and then stabbed heavily.
Gentle and respectful, he suddenly opened his eyes. His bloodshot eyes looked very terrible. He fixed his eyes on the monster squatting beside him.
It was still a naked head, with pale skin and bony bones. Four slender and slender, like a hairless monkey squatting beside him, the head was buried in his waist, and a scarlet hose stuck out of his mouth into his waist.
This monster is sucking my blood!
Wenlianggong, already full of anger, took the long sword and thrust it into the monster's head, directly from the ear to the other side.
"Squeak!!"
The wounded monster screamed sadly and gently grabbed the hose that the other party wanted to retract.
"Grass mud horse, want to run?!"
Wen Lianggong cursed in his mouth, and his anger made the strength generated out of nothing temporarily overshadow the weak body that lost too much blood. He unexpectedly turned around and rode on the monster, with the long sword in his hand constantly stabbing, pulling out, stabbing!
After dozens of times, seeing the monster no longer moving, Wen Lianggong finally let out his voice.
He was paralyzed at this moment and found that the time had entered the late night, only two hours away from the 24-hour time limit.
After looking at the needle eye size wound on the waist, Wen Lianggong staggers up, holding his breath, and stares at the main hall of the Taoist temple in front of him in spite of the shadowy movements around.
He wiped out a handful of blood to wipe the body of the sword, and the blood from the tip of his tongue was also sprayed on the body of the sword.
The long sword, which had almost become a blood sword, seemed to dispel some darkness and protect his whole body for the time being when it was waved gently and respectfully.
When he touched the main hall gate and pushed it open, Wen Lianggong was almost tottering, and there were more than a dozen ferocious wounds on his body. Something was attacking him in the dark. Finally, he waved the blood sword crazily, and finally a sword hit, and the other side retreated with a cry.
In three minutes, I saw the countdown on the horizon.
He turned a deaf ear to the sound of balderdash, and went to touch the statue regardless of everything.
'Ding, you get a mythical breath.'
together?
Only one?!
The gentle and respectful look was stunned, and he felt powerless and furious. He reluctantly turned around the main hall, and finally put his eyes on a rusty sword hanging on the wall behind the statue.
One minute left.
The thing that can be hung here should not be a decoration, but something from a Taoist temple.
Three steps at a time, two steps at a time. Gentle and respectful, they came forward to seize the Rust Sword.
'Ding, you get a mythical breath.'
"Mythical breath has been completed and has been automatically converted to 2 skill points."
"Ding, the time limit is completed, the mandatory binding task is completed, the panel binding is completed, and the countdown is ten seconds."
Skill points?
With a slight movement in his heart, Wen Lianggong turned to the statue incense table and picked up the two books on it.
"You have gained the Eighteen Falling in Clothes and Taiqing Sword. Do you need 1 skill point to learn each?"
Yes
'Ding, you have successfully learned the Eighteen Falling with Clothes and Taiqing Sword.'
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Two days later.
"The world we see may not be the real world!"
Wen Lianggong opened the mobile phone video function and said his first sentence solemnly to the camera.
"My name is Wen Lianggong. The reason why I left this video is to prevent someone from finding clues and continuing to explore based on the information I left in case of any accident."
Taking a deep breath, Wen Lianggong continued.
"The human eye can only see about 5% of the things in the space, and the others are invisible to the naked eye. It really exists, but because of a kind of perception barrier similar to the concept, it thinks that it is illusory, invisible, and can not be touched or perceived.
And people can perceive, feel, and even see these things through an established meditation, spiritual exercise, or the influence of foreign objects. "
Wearing a slightly loose old Taoist robe, the gentle and gentle man stood in the middle of the main hall, pointed to his head, and continued to say: "That is, electromagnetic waves. When your electromagnetic waves are in harmony with some frequencies in the natural environment, you can see the deeper things in the world, which are lost in the long river of time, myth!
Although I can't rely on my own meditation to enter, I have found a way through the influence of external objects. "
As Wen Lianggong said, he took out a bowl of cold salad and put it in front of the camera. He said seriously: "I picked it from the back mountain of the Taoist Temple this morning. There are some hallucinogenic toxins in it. If you control the amount slightly, you can see things that you can't see normally.
Of course, I am different from you. I am tainted with something and will be pulled in at any time. This is just to stabilize my time. "
With these words, Wen Lianggong carefully picked up two pieces of green palms, put them into his mouth and chewed them carefully for a few minutes before swallowing them.
Putting this dish of Jianshouqing aside, Wen Lianggong commented: "Next time, if you put more millet chili, it will taste better."
After confirming that the mobile phone camera is still normal, Wen Lianggong rubbed his hands slightly nervously. This is the fourth time that he is ready to enter the deeper world just mentioned. Although it has been mysterious enough to wear here in previous lives, he suddenly encountered such a situation after more than ten years of peaceful life. After more than ten days of mental adjustment, Rao is still nervous.
The first few times I was dragged in by the mandatory binding task, I was humiliated. If I were not a man of two generations, I would be calm enough and didn't run around. I was afraid I had already received a boxed lunch in it.
The most important thing is
Wen Lianggong looked at the attribute panel in front of him. There were already two skills on it. They were the martial arts he acquired from that strange place. Now he has the confidence to try.
This is also his courage to continue to explore.
Once again, I checked the equipment I prepared this time. A national style tactical anti stab suit and helmet cost him 5000 yuan. The reason why it is so expensive is that all the armor pieces woven on my body are made of titanium alloy. Strictly speaking, it is very affordable.
It's not that he wants to be handsome, but at this price, there is only one who is willing to use titanium alloy to press armor pieces for you. Other personal protective armor sells for money, but its defense is not so high.
In a compromise, you can only choose this kind of national style stab resistant clothing.
The sword can be held with two sharp hands on the back. It is made of high manganese steel and costs 1300 yuan.
The compressed energy bar and two pots of water for energy supplement, a set of high-pressure spring type hook and cable, and a number of other gadgets.
In a word, these odds and ends basically cost him 78% of the Taoist subsidies he has received in recent years.
Wenlianggong, who had eaten and seen the green hand, walked around the room for a few times. He felt that the sky was spinning and the earth was spinning. The world in his eyes began to distort and change rapidly, and all colors quickly faded.
"Coming!"
A gentle and respectful heart tightened slightly.
When everything calms down, the vision has been quietly covered with a layer of dark filter.
Wen Lianggong forced his mind to close, calmed down and glanced around, as he did last time. He was familiar with the starting point. At the same time, his equipment was also successfully brought over, which made him feel relieved.
This is how people feel. In a familiar environment, they always feel safer when carrying a large number of equipment that can protect themselves.
Looking up, it should have been a picture of Emperor Zhenwu on the wall in reality, but now it has become a tall brass statue with traces of years, sitting on the central platform of the main hall.
The statue of Zhenwu, dressed in a long beard robe, wore a cow head mountain crown, and held a three pointed and two yi sword, accompanied by a bird with an oolong head. It was solemn and majestic, and its eyes were angry in front of it. It was extraordinary and extremely powerful.
Although the majesty is impressive, in his eyes, there is no righteousness of Zhenwu Emperor to subdue the devil. A pair of evil eyes completely destroyed the overall majesty, but let the statue show evil everywhere.
In reality, it was a narrow and dark Zhenwu main hall, but here it has become an extremely empty and broad hall, with only seven or eight carved dragons and painted phoenix and two people hugging wooden columns supporting the roof.
'Name: Wen Lianggong (Taoist Chang Qing)
Constitution: 8
Spirit: 9
Age: 29/76
Skills: 18 falls with clothes (3/500 for beginners), Taiqing Sword (3/500 for beginners)
Skill points: 0
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After looking at the attribute panel in the visual field that is displayed according to my mind, I carefully confirmed that the two kung fu skills of the Eighteen Falling in Clothes and Taiqing Sword are still very real.
Let him feel a little relieved.
He stayed in the hall until the end of the time. When he came back to reality, he was gentle and courteous. It seemed that he had practiced these two kung fu for a long time, which was very real. It seemed that he had gained a memory from nothing. He practiced hard every day, and he spent the rest of his time practicing martial arts, except for necessary meals and sleep. So after three or four years, These two kung fu skills have finally entered the beginner stage.
Have a foothold.
As for the skill point
