Two or three things in the copy

"It's Empress Liansheng who understands part of it." Zhu Zhong was silent for a while, and finally confessed.

"Is it the one hidden in your heart?"

Zhu Zhong was taken aback by Wu Mingkong's words. He never thought that Wu Mingkong would find Empress Liansheng.

"Master Doctor knows?"

Wu Mingkong nodded: "I knew it a long time ago. I knew it when we met. I think you two are so close. It's not good to ask boldly, so I haven't asked."

"Isn't he blind? Why can he see everything?" Empress Liansheng, who had been holding back for a long time, couldn't bear it anymore. Why Wu Mingkong, a blind man, could see this is not scientific at all.

"Who told you that I'm blind?" The emotions swallowed by Wu Mingkong's return to the ruins paired with the power of the mind can easily read the thoughts of Empress Liansheng.

"Empress Liansheng said, you said it yourself." Zhu Chong conveyed it on his behalf.

Wu Mingkong thought for a while, as if he really said it.

"These are not important, what is important is why Empress Liansheng can understand these words." Wu Mingkong changed the subject very bluntly.

Fortunately, Empress Liansheng didn't care about Wu Mingkong either.

"It's a remnant text left by the second leader of the White Lotus Sect. It just records these things." Zhu Zhong conveyed the message for Empress Liansheng again.

"By the way, can't the Empress Liansheng in your heart come out? You have to convey it every time. It's not very troublesome."

"I can't help it. She is already connected to my heart. Unless I use the Tianxin Sacred Lotus to reshape a physical body, otherwise she can't leave my body." From Zhu Zhong's tone, Wu Mingkong could also hear it. A little helpless, it seems that he has tried every means.

"Then, is this a heart relationship or a soul relationship? It should be called a spiritual relationship." Wu Mingkong's brain circuit is different from theirs, and the first thing he thinks of is what kind of situation the two of them are.

These words made Empress Liansheng and Zhu Chong a little speechless, what time is it, and they are still thinking about these things.

"This matter is not urgent, isn't it just reshaping the physical body, small matter, I will take care of it for you when I find time." Wu Mingkong waved his hand, and directly took care of this matter.

"Then thank you, Mr. Doctor."

"Don't be in a hurry to thank, you let Empress Liansheng think about the content or clues of this sacrifice, I always feel that there is something wrong with this matter."

Wu Mingkong couldn't help thinking of the great existence mentioned by the dragon head giant.

Although judging from these keywords, the two are probably not the same.

"Ms. Liansheng said it's gone, she only knows these words, and that incomplete article was also burned when Xuanjing Si handed over to the White Lotus Sect." Zhu Chong's words completely wiped out Wu Mingkong's hope .

But if this hope is gone, it will be gone. It's just a trivial matter. After all, if there is not much change in the current situation, this potential will probably be exhausted.

Regarding this, Wu Mingkong nodded, expressing that he understood, and then asked him to go around by himself, and then looked at the three ruthless people who were practicing on their own. Wu Mingkong felt that these three people were training machines.

I walked slowly onto the high altar by myself,

When he stepped on the first step, the strange beauty in his eyes suddenly disappeared, leaving only a dilapidated and decayed smell, as if Wu Mingkong stepped on it directly for 1 years .

Wu Mingkong knew that this was not an illusion, it was real beyond the senses.

"Sense of time?"

Such a weird perception happens to be the most difficult timing plan among his four abilities plans.

Every time Wu Mingkong stepped up a step, this sense of time became more and more intense, and with the help of the weird time perception of the high altar in his mind, his sense of time for the supernatural plan was also beginning to be perfected at a fast speed.

Each loophole was filled by him, and each data was listed by him.

Heizi also noticed Wu Mingkong's strangeness. It knew that Wu Mingkong had already entered the research state, so it directly threw Yin Zhengliang, who was reading the manuscript full of cuneiform script on him, off him, and took a big step. Came to Wu Mingkong's side.

As long as someone dares to approach without long eyes, they will all be cremated immediately, no matter who comes.

Yin Zhengliang didn't care at all. He looked at the manuscript in his hand with eyes full of fanaticism. He discovered a secret. He seemed to be able to understand the text.

In his eyes, these cuneiform characters seemed to start to squirm, like red threads, as if they were telling him the truth between heaven and earth. Between his eyes, he seemed to see the truth of the world.

As soon as he looked up, he suddenly discovered that the whole world seemed to be composed of countless red threads. He understood that these red threads were called cause and effect.

Connect the cause and effect of all things in the world.

A little bit of light shone brightly, only the sound of scales rubbing against each other, and Yin Zhengliang woke up instantly.

Look again, where there are red lines, and where the cuneiform characters on the manuscript will squirm like red lines.

"Thinking about it too much makes me hallucinate." Yin Zhengliang couldn't help but smile wryly.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 169

When Wu Mingkong stepped onto the highest point of the high platform, he looked down at the entire altar.

"Climb high and look far away."

After Wu Mingkong said this, he jumped down from the high platform, the howling wind rang in his ears, and various strange feelings passed over his closed eyes.

It landed silently, not even a trace of dust was raised.

"The time-sensing ability plan, that's it?"

The completion is naturally a plan. Wu Mingkong still needs to guide himself if he wants to add the sense of time to his body. He just perfected the data parameters.

"The dragon-headed giant carries so many innate supernatural powers, many of which are time-involved such as Simultaneous Sensation, and even the overflow of original power can become a source of supernatural energy, so such a powerful race would actually look at a To exist and then to perish is unbelievable.”

Of course Wu Mingkong didn't know that when that great existence arrived, he optimized the body of the dragon-headed giant. It was just such a handy move that caused Long Hao to drink the dragon-headed giant's juice that Wu Mingkong squeezed for him and deformed into a The evil that only destroys the world.

"According to the normal situation, with the blessing of so many talents and supernatural powers, it will definitely be very strong, so why the one I met was as weak as a rookie, although it may be that I had just achieved the congenital true body and the double pupil control of Guixu at that time. I don’t think so, but why doesn’t that guy even dare to resist, so he is so obedient and cowardly?” Wu Mingkong was a little speechless, but he just thought about it and dealt with it, and it’s useless to investigate further .

"Have you gained anything? If not, shouldn't we leave?" To be honest, Wu Mingkong was a little afraid of this place, especially the high platform.

In a martial arts world where the vitality of the world is thin, there is such a super-standard thing. If he is stronger, he may be able to peek into the mystery of time here.

With this in mind, Wu Mingkong can now be sure that Zhu Zhong's statement that there is a way beyond the realm of the world's masters may be true, and the altar of Luojiao is enough to illustrate this.

Moreover, Wu Mingkong also guessed that the priest of Luojiao was probably successful, and the high platform tainted with a trace of time is proof that the word time is contained in the prayer translated by Zhu Chong.

"Some gains." Zhu Zhong took out a damaged letter in his hand, which recorded the last whereabouts of the three scrolls.

Yin Zhengliang also put away the manuscript: "It's not bad, the manuscript that Mr. Yi Jun gave me just now is the biggest gain."

As for the three of Wuqing, they haven't moved since they came here, and they have been putting aside their cultivation.

Now Wuqing is covered with nano-robots, and even most of the blood has been replaced, and the yin energy on Zhuiming's body is getting stronger and stronger. The most normal, at most, his body is shedding skin or oozing blood from time to time, indicating that his strength is gradually increasing.

Looking at this situation, Wu Mingkong felt a headache for a while. Obviously, the painting style was quite normal at the beginning, and the white-clothed cultivator has become the painting style of the mastermind behind the scenes.

"Okay then, let's set off if there is nothing else, by the way, where shall we go?" Wu Mingkong asked as he mounted Heizi.

"Jiangnan, the letter said that a copy of these three precious scrolls was originally copied by the right protector of the Luo Sect, Monk Buzhi, and brought to Jiangnan to preach. The temple name is Lotus Seed Temple." Zhu Zhong briefly summarized the content of the letter.

Wu Mingkong nodded, but he complained in his heart why this monk who was not crazy had to bring three precious volumes when he went to preach, and it happened to be the three lost volumes, which were obviously reserved for Zhu Chong.

There is also the issue of time. It has been almost 100 years. The so-called Lotus Seed Temple will not be gone long ago.

Of course, these are not problems. With Zhu Zhong's luck, there is a high probability that the Lotus Seed Temple will not perish, and it may even be very prosperous.

Even if the Lotus Seed Temple is gone, the three scrolls are probably left there waiting for Zhu Chong.

"Going to Jiangnan?" Yin Zhengliang's eyes were in a daze, as if he had seen the cause and effect all over the sky.

"Well, go to Jiangnan. Jiangnan is not the place where you have the most scholars. I will also go to see the world and get a little literary." Zhu Zhong seemed to see Yin Zhengliang's trance, so he said deliberately teasingly.

Yin Zhengliang nodded and said nothing.

Wu Mingkong also found out that something was wrong with Yin Zhengliang, but whether it was in terms of luck or body, Yin Zhengliang had no problems, and he was a little depressed, which was a bit strange.

However, he remembered that Yin Zhengliang didn't have much toil on the way, why did he show some symptoms of lethargy? Judging from the situation, it was obvious that he was overtired.

Wu Mingkong was concerned about this. He suspected that it had something to do with the altar in the Luojiao ruins, or more bluntly, the manuscript full of cuneiform characters.

"Zhengliang, seeing that you are not in good spirits, why don't you give me the manuscript to study for a few days first." Wu Mingkong asked for it without any tact.

Yin Zhengliang didn't show any reluctance, and directly handed the manuscript to Wu Mingkong from his arms: "Then you study it first, and tell me what you find, so I won't have to worry about it."

Seeing Yin Zhengliang who was grinning, Wu Mingkong took it over: "Okay, no problem, I'll just watch it for fun, I don't even know the word for this thing, so I'll just take a look on the road if I can tell anything." The illustration is boring."

Wu Mingkong's contradictory words immediately alerted Zhu Zhong, and he also immediately noticed Yin Zhengliang's mental state. Just by contacting him like this, he knew that the manuscript was unusual.

It's just that Wu Mingkong looked left and right, but he still didn't see any difference in this manuscript.

"Okay, let's go." Wu Mingkong put the manuscript back in his pocket, and the few of them prepared to leave the Luojiao site and go to Jiangnan together.

Still, the three tool men Wuqing, Zhuiming, and Tieshou led the way in front, Yin Zhengliang and Zhu Zhong walked in the middle, and Wu Mingkong was in the rear.

It's just that when he left the altar, he threw back the manuscript that Wu Mingkong put in his pocket. Zhu Chong also noticed it, but he didn't say it clearly. He also knew that one thing more is worse than one thing less. , if there is a ghost in this manuscript, wouldn't it kill Yin Zhengliang.

When they left the cave, the cuneiform characters in the manuscript suddenly turned into red lines and crawled out, disappearing on the altar.

In Yin Zhengliang's eyes, a red line also melted at the same time, completely melted into his body, and completely merged into one with the luck that poured into his body.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 170

Jiangnan, I don't know what kind of bad luck Wu Mingkong and his group have had. Since they entered the border of Jiangnan, it has been rainy all the time, and according to Wu Mingkong's observation, it will take at least another month.

This is a bit of nonsense, but the prosperity of Jiangnan is much better than that of Southern Xinjiang.

"Can we not stay at the inn?" Wu Mingkong now has a headache whenever he sees the inn, and he always feels that he may encounter something when he stays in the inn.

"Alright, I have a fellow from my hometown who works as a civil servant in the south of the Yangtze River. If you don't mind, you can go with me." Yin Zhengliang actually didn't really want to stay in the inn, after all, the place where fish and dragons are mixed is not very peaceful.

Wu Mingkong is also somewhat impressed by the title of clerk, which is similar to that of a clerk, and it is only an official, not an official.

"Alright, what do you think, Mr. Doctor?"

"What do I think? I'll sit on Heizi's body and watch." Wu Mingkong has something to look at, as long as he doesn't stay in a hotel, he can go anywhere.

According to Wu Mingkong's observations over the past period of time, this Yin Zhengliang has nothing unusual recently, maybe Wu Mingkong is overwhelmed. Anyway, during the period from southern Xinjiang to Jiangnan, this Yin Zhengliang ate and slept well, and he was happy every day. as usual.

There was no such thing as self-abuse, swallowing of living things, etc., which seemed weird at first glance.

"It's probably because I was overthinking. I threw away everything. What else can I do?"

The manuscript full of cuneiform characters is likely to be a chance, but Wu Mingkong dare not take it. If Wu Mingkong dares to pick up ordinary things, something like this may be thrown down by an indescribable person, maybe after taking it It is possible that they will be dragged to sacrifice to heaven.

It’s just that I don’t know why, since Wu Mingkong came out of the Luojiao ruins, the research on the way of luck has been advancing rapidly, and even the three methods of marrying luck, seizing luck, and replacing luck that he thought were perfect have been re-examined by him. There were some flaws, and Wu Mingkong also made rapid progress in the subsequent method of connecting luck. It felt as if he had suddenly realized it, and it was not as obscure as when he studied the first three steps before.

"Could it be because of the previous research data, that's why this went so smoothly?" Wu Mingkong was a little puzzled.

Looking at Yin Zhengliang who was leading the way, Wu Mingkong checked again, but still found nothing. He didn't think he would really be that smart.

Then he checked himself and Zhu Zhong, even Wu Qing, Zhui Ming, and Tie Shou, and they were still all right.

"First is the most difficult time-sensing ability plan, and now it is the way of luck. I always feel as if someone is cheating on me, and it is a very shameless cheating." Wu Mingkong thought of the previous method that fit his system. The few skills of the Earth Sha 36 method are simply cheating.

But Wu Mingkong just made complaints about it, and if he comes, he will be at ease, why would he be unhappy if someone cheats on him, and that kind of boss is not something he can control.

In the distance, Wu Mingkong, who was sorting out the parameters of the method of continuous transportation, suddenly smelled a trace of blood, which made Wu Mingkong thump, for he was in trouble again.

Sure enough, the house Yin Zhengliang was about to knock on had a slightly bloody smell coming from inside. Of course, Heizi and Wu Mingkong probably smelled it, Zhu Chong didn't have such good five senses.

Before Yin Zhengliang knocked on the door, there was a scream from inside, Zhu Zhong jumped up, and a burst of stellar energy directly tore the door open and rushed in.

The house was in a mess, with three corpses lying on the ground, Zhu Zhong didn't even look at it, and rushed towards the source of the screams.

Wu Mingkong gave the Wuqing three people a look. Although Wu Mingkong closed his eyes and was covered with black cloth strips, but for some reason, the Wuqing three people understood and rushed over.

It can't be said that Wu Mingkong influenced them with the power of his mind. Wu Mingkong would not do such an inhumane thing, and even if he did, he would not admit it.

"Well, let's take two steps back."

At first Yin Zhengliang didn't know what Wu Mingkong meant, so he subconsciously took two steps back.

Then I saw a person in night clothes thrown out by iron hands. After the sound of bullets popping out, the person in night clothes was beaten into a sieve before he landed. Followed by the bang of the hand cannon.

I don't know if the person who ate [-] RPM Gatling is dead or not, but he was mended by the hand cannon again, and it exploded into a bloody flower.

Wu Mingkong estimated based on the amount of scattered pieces of meat and blood, he might not have died when he was thrown out just now, but now he should be so dead that he couldn't even fight together.

Wu Mingkong put away the umbrella he took out from nowhere, looked at Yin Zhengliang who was spattered with blood, and felt a little embarrassed: "I didn't expect him to have a second hand."

"Master Yijun, where did you get this umbrella from? Didn't you just have nothing in your hands?" Yin Zhengliang focused on the umbrella in Wu Mingkong's hand.

"This one, wait for me to make it up for you." Wu Mingkong's answer was without any sincerity.

Yin Zhengliang also nodded, he didn't get entangled in these things, umbrellas and so on are trivial matters, but the big one is his fellow countryman, I hope he is still alive.