Chapter 120 A New World

   "This world is not suitable for me." Dugu Ming sighed for the 137th time.

   Seeing that he only had more than two thousand plot points, Dugu Ming sighed deeply.

  As one of the Seven Heroes of the Sword Sect, he is a well-deserved favorite of heaven in the Sword Sect.

   But after arriving in this world named post-nuclear wasteland, his pride was smashed to pieces.

  The ability to be awakened by the Demon Sealer is the most useless plant system in the Old World.

  But on the way to the New World, he repeatedly capsized and died in the sea.

  Useless abilities, coupled with bad luck, made him, the arrogance of the Sword Sect, not as good as some ordinary disciples of the Sword Sect.

  Suddenly, a brand new dialog box popped up in his eyes.

   "Are you willing to spend a thousand plot points to start a new journey and go to a new world?"

  The dialogue box flickered continuously, and behind the agreement and denial, the countdown counted down ten seconds.

  Dugu Ming agreed without hesitation.

  A new world is a new opportunity.

   It can't get any worse than it is now!

  Accompanied by Dugu Ming's choice, he felt that his soul flew out of the body in the wasteland world and entered a brand new body.

  Everything in front of me is foggy, and I can't see anything clearly.

  But that fresh, bright, and comfortable feeling came through from behind the mist, making Dugu Ming inexplicably feel at ease.

   "Would you like to spend 1,000 plot points to know the fragments of the new world in advance?" A new dialog box appeared in front of Dugu Ming.

  Dugu Ming chose to agree again.

  The next moment, the fog in front of his eyes was lifted.

   What appeared in front of his eyes was an incomparably huge bright moon.

  Under the bright moon, there is a peak that locks the sea of ​​clouds firmly on the mountainside.

  On the mountain peak, there are almost countless figures colliding and staggering rapidly.

  They did not cast any spells, nor did they use any supernatural powers.

  But their sword energy is enough to split mountains and rivers, the wind of their palms shakes the wind and clouds, and the true energy they circulate even attracts the starlight from the sky, shaking out silhouettes that don't know whether they are real or not.

   Dugu Ming was immediately attracted.

  As a monk of Jianzong, in the practice of kendo, there are also points of holding a sword and controlling a sword.

  And Dugu Ming is the only sword-wielding monk among the Seven Heroes. His main attack is to hold the sword, control the sword with the person, and combine the person with the sword.

"Are they... warriors? Entering the Tao with martial arts? It's just that simple warriors can be so powerful without cultivating mana? Could it be that they have cultivated their true energy to the level of a hundred layers of light?" Dugu Ming thought to himself, wanting to leave When I looked closely, I found that I was like a wandering soul. Although I was witnessing the scene that was happening, I couldn't participate in it, let alone intervene.

  At the top of the mountain peak, a man in white clothes and snow, with half-silver hair fluttering around, was standing quietly with a sword in his hand.

  Bai Xue layered lightly on his body.

   On the opposite side of him, a half-body naked man with a black-gold luster on his skin spewed mist like waves from his mouth, accumulating a majestic aura layer by layer.

  There is a distance of five feet between the two.

  The land with a radius of ten feet was deliberately separated.

  Those warriors who were fighting to the death, none of them dared to set foot in the circle.

  Suddenly, the white-clothed Shengxue swordsman drew the sword from his arms.

   Then he stretched out his hand to hold a ray of moonlight like water.

  The moonlight brushed gently over the blade, as if it had polished off the last dust on the sword.

  In an instant, fist and sword collided inexplicably.

  It seems that it has not even started, but it is already pointing to the end.

  At the same time, a big hole opened in the sky, and everything would be sucked into that hole, torn apart.

  Indescribable energies collide and interweave in the **** hole.

  Suddenly, Dugu Ming felt his whole body go stiff.

   "I...was seen?"

  In the next second, horror flowed through his entire soul inexplicably.

  Everything in front of him was shattered, and he returned to the mist.

  In the dialog box, a line of words appeared.

"In the seventh year of Yuanqing, in August... the heroes of the world appeared on Tatian Peak, and fought **** battles for ten days. The reason is unknown. The sword master Murong Bai and the supreme martial artist Xiao Nu fought on the peak, breaking through the void, and seeing the immortality above martial arts In September, Tatian Peak was cut off at the waist, and the upper half is unknown, and all the powerful people in the world have disappeared. So far, there are no masters in the world's martial arts, and they all stop at the innate talent, and it is difficult to make any progress."

   Dugu Ming suddenly took a breath.

   Feeling a little inexplicably uncomfortable.

  So powerful martial arts, martial arts comparable to any supernatural powers and spells, has it disappeared?

"No! No way! Goose crosses the cold pool and leaves traces. Even if the elders and masters are gone, there must still be traces of this kind of martial arts in this world. As long as I find one or two of them, I may be able to put them away. Push it to reveal the whole picture." Dugu Ming secretly made up his mind.

   At the same time, the thick fog in front of his eyes really dispersed.

  The bright sunshine and the mottled tree shadows are swaying alternately on his face.

   Far away, he seemed to be shouting.

   "Fate! Fate!" The shouts were getting closer.

  Ke Xiaoliang looked at the newly harvested and recovered magical value, and at the monks who entered the new world, with different expressions on his face, showing a smile.

good!

  Ke Xiaoliang finally chose a setting based on true energy, supplemented by various extraordinary martial arts, and spent 300 million magic points to create a brand new world.

   The purpose of choosing such a world is simple.

   With the core of improving martial arts and even the upper limit of true qi practice, help him practice true qi, and push the number of qi training layers to a higher level as soon as possible.

  The two options that Ke Xiaoliang temporarily shelved are extraordinary technology and immortal civilization.

  Extraordinary technology can make it easier to harvest magic points, and at the same time focus on the collision and integration between different civilizations.

   And the civilization of Immortal Dao is simple enough to help Ke Xiaoliang practice in all aspects.

  Although they all have advantages, their disadvantages are also very obvious.

   That's creating them, which is more expensive.

  Supernatural technology is based on science, and Ke Xiaoliang himself only has a half-knowledge of scientific knowledge.

  Many things in the post-nuclear wasteland originated from the reality of his previous life, so it is not too difficult to copy them, and the cost of magic points is not too much.

But extraordinary technology, it must involve the starry sky, and it involves more. In the original worldview of the previous life, it only existed in fantasy, and there was not much basis for reference. , can be done.

  As for the immortal civilization, the same is true.

  If you can't have a world view that is comparable to or even surpasses the real civilization of cultivating immortals, then it will be meaningless to create such a world of immortal civilization.

  Ke Xiaoliang only needs to continue to absorb nutrients from the Ten Demon Sect.

   There is absolutely no need to overdo it.

  The more important thing is to create a world of immortal civilization. If those practitioners cannot be restrained, it is conceivable that such a civilized world of immortal way cannot achieve a balance of payments at all. If it wants to develop, it needs continuous blood transfusion from the wasteland world.

   Improper operation, even affecting the collapse of the whole situation.

"So, to put it bluntly, there is still a lack of magic value! Although the income has increased, the consumption has skyrocketed. Such a world that focuses on martial arts and true qi is in line with my immediate interests and needs, and it can also take the edge of the sword. , to absorb the magical value, at least to achieve a balance of payments. Then there will be a series of arrangements after me, whether it is a small profit or a big profit... I don't know."

  (end of this chapter)