[It is recommended to record the opponent's skill form, if this state can be transferred to the body]

  【Possible to bring about qualitative change】

  【If the body can go further, the design ideas of the mecha can be more open】

   Hearing Zhinao's prompt, Chu Dong also changed his thinking of fighting. He started not in a hurry to kill the opponent, but tried his best to feel the unique fluctuations in him.

  Because his physical body has now entered a stagnant state, although it is still improving, it is too slow compared to his technology tree.

   In the first state of the mecha, his physical body can still participate in the battle, but in the second state, he can't use it at all. In short, an ordinary person who has not practiced and he can control a battle with the same effect, basically all operations rely on consciousness.

  Chu Dong took the giant sword and beat him to the ground again and again, and each time he stood aside to give him enough time to recover. Gradually, the flames on his body began to weaken, and his skin changed from bright red to dark brown.

The    attacks made him weaker and weaker, and Chu Dong felt that he might collapse at any time.

  Chu Dong retracted the giant sword and leaned it on his side, and said in a strange tone: "You seem to have reached the limit."

   The man half-knelt on the ground and his chest heaved violently, "Isn't it obvious enough, but it's you, why the more you fight, the easier it is, the real ghosts and gods obviously cost a lot, who are you?"

   "Since that's the case, it's better to release your very expensive ability. Let's talk. As a sign, I will go first."

As soon as   's voice fell, the mecha on Chu Dong's body was suddenly lifted and disappeared, but the giant sword next to him was still stuck on the ground.

   However, he has also changed from the appearance of about thirty years old to an old man in his twilight years, and his overdraft is very serious.

The reason why they didn't kill people is because Chu Dong found it difficult to fully analyze the working principle of this set of ghosts and gods by fighting alone. It is very complicated and far more mysterious than those ordinary skills that invoke the power of consciousness. If the other party is not willing to cooperate, He can't reproduce it even after playing all day.

  Chu Dong stretched out his hand to the man and said with a smile, "What do you call it, can we chat now? If you want to live."

   "Thousands of Heavens."

  Wan Tiancheng didn't grab Chu Dong's hand, but stumbled to his feet.

  Chu Dong took a look at the entrance of the temple while he was breathing. The statue of Fujiu was drenched in a pot of black blood from the top of his head, and it smelled unbearable.

   He looked back at Wan Tiancheng, and even before he could speak, he took the initiative to say: "The blood of filth can temporarily seal all the power of ghosts and gods."

   "Who asked you to come?"

   "General Chihuo, the temple I serve, he ordered us to pour blood on Bronze Empress and seal it for three days."

Judging from the time they sealed it, it happened to be when Chu Dong climbed the Mountain of Sin, the time was very coincidental, but Wan Tiancheng's operations were all directed by General Chihuo, whether it was coincidence or intentional, he really couldn't tell. .

   "What to do with this thing?"

Wan Tiancheng sighed, and simply sat on the ground, his broken body was a burden even standing, he said with a wry smile: "It can be washed away with the blood of the inheritor, and in Dream Devil Mountain, blood represents time. , you also know how precious that thing is, you,"

  …

Wan Tiancheng looked at the direction of the temple in disbelief, because he saw that Chu Dong had jumped on the statue and cut his wrist, and the blood was dripping like he didn't want money. For Chu Dong, time was a matter of time. No money, he can go back to the furnace to recharge at any time.

   With the flushing of a large amount of blood, the statues covered by the blood also returned to their original appearance, the candles in the temple ignited spontaneously without fire, and the surrounding black mist disappeared.

  Wan Tiancheng asked incredulously from the side: "Why do you have so much power of the soul, obviously only at the sixth rank, after playing with me for so long, not only did you not get tired, but you are still rich?"

  Chu Dong smiled without saying a word, how could he tell this kind of secret to others.

Even if Chu Dong himself has more than 300 days, it is not enough for him to play like this. The most fundamental reason is that he left part of the quantum mecha in the furnace, so that the brain can pressurize him at any time. Others It's on batteries, and he's always plugged in, not on a starting line at all.

After the statue of   Fujiyu was washed away, it transformed in front of him again, his face looked pale, but everything else was fine.

  Chu Dong immediately asked: "What's the matter, why did you lose contact as soon as I went up the mountain?"

Fujiyu shook his head solemnly, "I don't know, this kind of thing has never happened before. As soon as you set foot on the sinful mountain, they rushed in. I wanted to shoot, but there was too much blood. ."

These filthy blood are actually highly concentrated black fog, which is the malice in the Dream Devil Mountain. It has a strong restraint effect on all temples. When you start, it's all messed up a long time ago.

Chu Dong interrogated Wan Tiancheng for a few more sentences, and he found that this person didn't know much, and his talent was not as good as he imagined, and he could even say that except for the real body of a ghost, all other skills were hip pulling. .

All skills take time to buy. In theory, they should constantly buy skills, strengthen themselves, and go to the end to buy weapons, but there are only seven heavy-hitting weapons in the weapon shop. They are not practicing, but competing. So Wan Tiancheng chose another path.

  baimengshu.

   He relies on forbidden techniques to gain strength, only buys the most necessary skills to fight, constantly overdrafts, overdrafts, and uses his lifespan to fight for speed, and finally he has enough time to buy that weapon.

   After getting the weapon, the ghosts and gods are standard, and they can obtain the most original power of the ghosts and gods they serve, but after using this power, the price is irreversible, even if they go to the cafeteria to eat those disgusting things, it will not help.

  Chu Dong was really interested in this kind of power, it was so strong that it made him feel the pressure.

   He walked over to Wan Tiancheng and wanted to pick up the weapon, but it was so heavy, let alone fighting, it was difficult to pick up. Obviously, these weapons belonged to their masters.

  Wan Tiancheng said weakly beside him: "Don't bother, no one can afford it except me. After I die, he will return to the weapon shop and wait for the next owner."

  Chu Dong glanced back at Fueryu, and she nodded lightly in affirmation.

   "There is no way to get it?"

  …

  Wan Tiancheng said weakly: "Of course there is, as long as you go and buy it, it's that simple."

  Chu Dong carefully felt Wan Tiancheng's aura. He was only an eighth-level aura. In theory, it could last for more than 600 days, so he didn't look like he could afford the ultimate weapon.

   After hearing Chu Dong's question, Bueryu and Wan Tiancheng looked at Chu Dong strangely and hesitated.

  Wan Tiancheng said with a puzzled face: "Of course you have to save time, just store it in your heritage. Why do you ask such a common-sense question?"

   Originally, he should have told Chu Dong that Gu Meng was dead. Naturally, he didn’t know enough about it, but it was good news for him.

   He looked at Fujiyu and asked tentatively, "According to my current level, if I buy your weapon, do you think there will be a problem?"

   "Of course not, the premise is that you have enough time, but even if you unblock all your power, it's still not enough? Didn't we discuss it before, we have to unblock first, and then think about weapons?"

Chu Dong was speechless, "If I had known that the time could be saved, there would be no need to unblock it at all. Let me ask one more question, can I buy weapons from other people besides you? Will I be provoked if I buy them? Not satisfied with the room?"

  Gu Meng shook his head, his expression was indescribably strange.

   "Of course not, as long as you have money, the haunted house will not interfere with you, but if you buy other people's weapons, there is no discount, but it's sky-high."

  Chu Dong smiled slightly, revealing a wicked smile.

   "I'm not short of money."

Since you can experience the real body of ghosts and gods by obtaining weapons, Chu Dong naturally doesn't need to waste time on Wan Tiancheng, just buy it directly, but he did not let the tiger return to the mountain, but tied him in the temple, and he died. General Chihuo would know right away, so it would be best to be trapped like this.

  Chu Dong rested in the temple all day, mainly to digest the malice in his body.

The next day, he returned to Howling Valley alone. The first stop was naturally the weapon shop. As soon as he entered, he found that there were still six weapons left. Logically speaking, this should be four. Whoever bought the two weapons first died.

   After getting the weapons, they should have swept away, but they all died, and now Wan Tiancheng can't live for a few days, doesn't it mean that those who get these weapons have no good end?

   But Chu Dong didn't care about the danger. He walked to the counter and knocked on the table. He pointed to the bronze nail beside him and said, "I want that."

   The monster on the counter remained unmoved until Chu Dong pushed his ring over, and it had been stored in it for ten years.

The monster turned its head and knocked on the wall, and saw a door appeared out of thin air on the dark wall, and a man in his sixties walked out, a simple silk clothes, burly body, mouth still With a pipe in his mouth, he has never seen anyone smoking in Shikoku, let alone a pipe. Should such a thing really exist?

   He took a deep breath with his pipe, his face full of timidity, and the smoke he exhaled even had a ferocious face constantly struggling.

  …

   "Do you want to buy a weapon, kid? The qualifications are enough. I didn't expect that the inheritor recognized by the Bronze Empress was actually a man. Her ghost and spirit are used on you, which makes people look forward to it."

  Chu Dong said in surprise: "Are you the boss?"

   "Of course, you don't think it's this stupid guy. It's just a puppet I made. I rarely see a client as rich as you."

   As he spoke, he pushed Bronze Niangniang's nails in front of Chu Dong. It looked a little old, and it was cold to start. The shape could be changed freely, and it turned back into a ring with a thought.

   After accepting the ring, Chu Dong asked again, "What's the name of the boss?"

   "Want to talk? I'm not stupid. Talk to me, but you have to pay."

  Chu Dong took out another ring, which still had ten years of time stored in it. He smiled and pushed it over, "As much as you need, boss please."

   The man's eyes showed surprise, and he tapped the ring with his palm lightly, knowing it in his heart.

   "Just call me Lao Bai, what do you want to ask?"

  Chu Dong asked tentatively, "Can you answer any question?"

   "Of course, I know more than you think."

   "Why did the weapon that was exchanged before come back? Is it because of some trap?"

Lao Bai sneered, he took a deep breath of his pipe and then puffed a puff of white smoke at Chu Dong, with a deep expression on his face: "It's not that there is a trap, it's that they went the wrong way, once they get these things, it means that You have to face the real dangerous side of Dream Devil Mountain, not the hotbeds outside that are arranged for you to live in.

   Of course, I am talking about the hotbed outside the Howling Valley, not the Howling Valley. "

  Chu Dong asked strangely: "You call the outside world a hotbed?"

   "Isn't it? They are trapped there, waiting for you to kill, you can prepare in advance, in groups, just need to kill, this is not a hotbed?

   After you get the ultimate weapon, you can see the real Dream Devil Mountain. At that time, if the strength is not enough, death is only a matter of time, and it is meaningless to pursue the speed to get the weapon. "

  Chu Dong nodded, and he changed the subject: "Is Bronze Niangniang worse than the other ghosts and gods?"

   "Poor? How could she be bad? That guy is a top-notch existence. Compared with Bronze Niangniang, the others are still a few lines behind. As long as you can accept her special weapons, you will not be worse than anyone else."

   The boss was sitting by the counter, chatting with Chu Dong while smoking a cigarette. Every time he answered a question, he would take part of the time out of the ring, which was really pleasant.

  Chu Dong suddenly asked, "What is the relationship between Bronze Empress and Maitreya."

  Old Bai trembled, and the pipe almost fell.

"How do you know this? Don't do it, these questions are not something you can easily know, take your things and leave, and give you some advice, you are too weak, fortunately you have enough time, more in Howling Valley Strengthen yourself."

   Lao Bai was about to turn around and leave when Chu Dong stretched out his hand and threw five rings on the counter.

   "Answer me, I bought all these weapons, and the rest of the money will be your answer."

  Old Bai paused, looked back at the rings, his whole body froze, he had never seen someone so generous.

   He swallowed, and calmly took the ring that Chu Dong bought for the bronze nails into his arms, there were about five years left.

   "Well, heroes don't ask where they come from, and money doesn't ask where they came from. As long as you have money in the Howling Valley, you are your master."

  The next second the door to the weapon shop was closed, and then he said, "Come on, let's have a good chat."

   Deconstruction is weird