The Wicked Cultivation Game

Fang Yue's attribute is very high, the problem is... the weird speed is too fast.

When he confronted Little Weird, he basically passively stood up and fought.

Later, after unloading, when Little Weird was in a daze, he caught Little Weird and gave him an output before killing it, otherwise life and death would be unpredictable.

After calming down, Fang Yue thought about a question.

Now how to do?

This broken game doesn't even have a guide... No, yes, those two weirdos really taught Fang Yue a lesson.

But how can there be such a novice guide, if not for luck, he would have confessed it long ago!

The only thing Fang Yue knows now is to kill [weird] to increase the attribute, and she doesn't know anything else, her eyes are smeared.

After calmly thinking, Fang Yue first checked the ruined temple.

The ruined temple is not big, and the inspection was completed in a few minutes.

An old oil-paper umbrella.

some firewood.

Gone.

Rubbing her hands, she wondered if there were a few more holes in the ruined temple. The air leakage was severe, and Fang Yue felt a lot colder.

There is no way to go on like this, sir, get angry.

But how to light a fire?

The answer is to drill wood to make fire.

Especially oiled paper umbrellas, good fuel.

Take the firewood, pile them together, and put the oiled paper umbrella next to it.

Fang Yue put a firewood on the ground, and Fang Yue picked up another firewood, intending to violently peel the end into a sharp shape with his hands.

Fang Yue's attributes increased a little after killing [Cheng Sheng Gui].

The attribute of controlling power as high as 32 points crushed the firewood all at once.

After trying a few more, I finally managed to get a finished product.

The firewood is still firewood, but the end has irregular bumps, as if it has been gnawed by a mouse. This is Fang Yue's masterpiece.

Put your hands on the 'Masterpiece' and rub it at high speed.

Click.

The wood on the ground broke in two.

Fang Yue tried a few more times, and finally turned all the firewood into pieces of wood of different lengths.

He doesn't seem to have the talent.

It's strange. It's very easy for me to make fire by drilling wood on TV. Now I can't do miracles with all my strength?

Fang Yue did not give up, and looked at the pillars of the ruined temple, which were also made of wood.

Vigorously miracle?

Dangerous thoughts popped up in his head, but they were quickly suppressed.

Forget it, what if the temple collapses...

Sighing, Fang Yue looked outside the ruined temple, and the torrential rain seemed to have eased.

After thinking for a while, Fang Yue got up and walked outside.

When I got up, my legs went numb and I almost fell.

No, it's not just numb, it's a little stiff.

Like the stiffness of refrigerated frozen meat.

Fang Yue moved a few times before alleviating this state, but she clearly felt that the temperature in the ruined temple was lower.

I can't stay here any longer.

Fang Yue suspects that if she sleeps in a ruined temple at night, she will be frozen to death tomorrow.

Standing up, Fang Yue intends to explore the surroundings.

After leaving the ruined temple, Fang Yue naturally stepped into the rainstorm.

The next moment, his face changed and his body froze.

Crash!

The torrential rain slammed on Fang Yue's body.

At the same time, numbers quickly appeared on his body.

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Fang Yue:? ? ?

This can cause blood loss, Fang Yue is a little confused.

Fortunately, [Breath of Night] is powerful, the blood volume drops fast and rises fast, the ups and downs are like a roller coaster.

Fang Yue took a look. During the heavy rain, his blood volume dropped to over 70 points of blood all at once, and then skyrocketed to around 97 points of blood in [Breath of Night], and then lost and regained blood quickly.

Fang Yue soon realized.

Torrential rain does not rain at a uniform rate, and the area it rains also fluctuates.

Sometimes it loses more blood, sometimes it loses less blood, but it can be recovered under [Breath of Night], but the overall blood volume still drops.

After a while, the highest blood volume only returned to around 88 points, and the roller coaster-like blood volume made Fang Yue a little weak.

Take two steps back and hide in the ruined temple.

The blood volume immediately returned to 100 points.

If there is something that can block the rain for a while, I can use the 'breathing and returning blood Dafa' to explore outside.

Fang Yue looked at the worn-out oil-paper umbrella that she threw on the ground just now, and was going to use it as fuel.

Luckily it didn't burn...

Fang Yue felt a little rejoiced.

Originally, he planned to wait for the rain to stop before going outside to explore.

In the end, they didn't even succeed in making fire by drilling wood, and the ruined temple was terribly cold, so they had to find another way.

There was a big hole in the umbrella surface of the oil-paper umbrella, and the surface was covered with black and greasy dirt, which had a strange smell and was disgusting.

Opening the oil-paper umbrella and putting it on top of her head, Fang Yue walked into the rainstorm.

Crash.

The torrential rain slapped on the oil-paper umbrella, and through the hole, a lot of rainwater hit Fang Yue's body, soaking it instantly.

At the same time, Fang Yue's head was bleeding profusely.

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But this blood loss speed is nothing compared to just now, [Breath of Night] is fully restored immediately.

Reassuring, Fang Yue walked out along the gate of the ruined temple.

After not walking much distance, I saw a winding stone road going down.

Fang Yue stretched out her hand to pick up a stone. The stone on the ground was goose white and very hard. It was impossible to tell what kind of stone it was.

Beside the stone road, there is also a wooden sign.

There are three large characters written vertically on the sign—Guyue Temple.

Next to the Gu Yue Temple, there are three small characters - Gu Yue Village.

village!

Fang Yue lifted her spirits and looked down along the stone road.

It's a pity that it's pitch black below, so I can't see it at all...

Boom!

Thunder exploded, illuminating the road.

Fang Yue saw clearly in an instant.

Go down the mountain along this stone road, and there is indeed a village a little further ahead.

But the village didn't seem to have a fire, so I couldn't see clearly in the dark.

The thunder passed and returned to the darkness.

Fang Yue began to walk down the gravel road.

On both sides of the gravel road, there are tall willow trees.

The willow leaves shade part of the moonlight, making the surrounding environment eerie black.

Walking down the gravel road is like walking into darkness.

Fang Yue bit the bullet and continued walking, feeling that she was getting colder and colder, and her legs seemed to be filled with lead.

Fang Yue finally felt something was wrong.

It turns out that getting colder and colder is not a problem of the ruined temple at all, but a problem of oneself.

My body is losing temperature.

And for some reason, Fang Yue felt greasy on her feet.

Stretching out her hand to touch her foot, and raising her hand to look, Fang Yue was taken aback for a moment.

The right hand is full of greasy black viscous liquid.

Boom!

The thunder exploded again at this moment.

Fang Yue looked down, and saw that her legs were pitch black below the knees, and they were all covered by this unknown black mucus.

As if excited by the thunder, the black mucus suddenly climbed up Fang Yue's legs quickly, and Fang Yue stomped her feet in fright.

Boom boom boom!

The stone road under his feet was directly shattered, and the black mucus was also shaken to the ground, slowly wriggling and gathering together again.

What the hell!

Fang Yue's face was ugly, and she ran wildly with her legs, regardless of the black mucus left on her feet.

When the person moved, the black mucus was thrown out one by one.

It's just that during the wild run, the wind was too strong, and the oil-paper umbrella was directly blown out.

This made Fang Yue depressed for a while, he could only run for a certain distance, hid under a tree to hide from the rain to recover his blood, and then ran a certain distance.

Fortunately, the torrential rain is gradually weakening.

When Fang Yue hurried on her way, she finally came to the village.

The torrential rain has fallen to the level of heavy rain.

A village is an ordinary village.

Surrounded by a mud wall, turned into a boundary.

Outside the gate of the village, there is a large shed.

This shed looks like it was remodeled from a pigsty. It's a bit rudimentary, but it can still provide shelter from the wind and rain.

In the shed lay a large number of people, dressed in shabby clothes, with yellow and thin faces, shivering around the only small fire for warmth, all of whom seemed to be refugees.

Some fell asleep and died, and they were stable.

At the entrance of the village, you can see a group of people holding torches without flames in their left hands and umbrellas in their right hands. People dressed in decent clothes gathered around the entrance of the village to patrol.

Fuck! I finally saw a living person!

Fang Yue was excited, and immediately ran towards the village in the rain.

The patrolling people at the entrance of the village also saw Fang Yue at this time, and they all froze for a moment.

When they came back to their senses, their faces suddenly became as pale as paper, full of despair and horror.

They threw down the torches one after another, scrambling to run backwards.

Close the door! Close the door! Danger!

Great danger!!

Rain level is weird! Rain level is weird!! Great danger!!!

Great danger! Please, Master Han! Please, Master Han!!