I am the leader of Huangquan

Chapter 19 I Love You, Mother Meng

"The only fate."

Wu Lang's eyes glistened.

Especially two!

It was really the first time he had seen such a legendary thing.

Some common people's fates are extremely rare, and some mutated fates that are difficult to appear in hundreds of millions of years are called unique.

I actually got these two gadgets!
These two are rubbish fates. Although they are the only ones, no one wants them. The side effects are more miserable than the apprentice's rotten peach blossoms, so they can be obtained naturally.

[Young Soul] At first glance, it looks like an indescribable diseased soul cancer cell, which is a bit scary, but it should not be too aggressive when used as the core consciousness drive.

[Nemesis] Use it as a memory stick, auxiliary function, this is the most perfect, although it is a bit wasteful, overkill, but I can't stand the rich and powerful.

"Blood earned."

Wu Lang was elated.

He knew it was a windfall.

The third [telepathy], this purple fate is not weak.

Ultra-long-distance communication is possible, but it is displayed here because none of the disciples of Huangquanzong need this thing. They all have Huangquan Token, and they can communicate with other people in the sect through their real names. This effect is repeated.

Ignored by others, and has been left here to grow dust, so I can also get the best in this category.

And the remaining [weak mental power recovery] [array specialization] these two are relatively popular fates, and they can't be found on the third floor, so they can only get two green lower positions on the second floor.

But it doesn't matter.

Fate can be improved.

Those players back then were all green fates, which were much lower than their own starting point.

"The most important thing, the most popular calculus-type fate, there is only one white [accountant] left." Wu Lang thought, showing a trace of regret.

Fly in the ointment!
You are white, you are holding back your other five brothers.

This calculus of fortune is the core.

Before, most players were unable to make the strongest basic life wheel "Heavenly Creation", because they lacked this thing. This is an extremely rare and extremely sought-after ultimate life style.

Whether it is in battle or practicing skills, the terrifying computing power blessing will make a person get a qualitative improvement, and it is normal to be popular.

"I thought that in the ancient Netherworld Sect, there must be green if there is no purple. Who knows that I only found one after I found the first floor."

Wu Lang was very calm, flipping through a white book, "But it's good to have a white one, anyway, if you work hard and spend resources, you can improve."

Even if it is a white fate, it is useless, but this thing is too rare, and the direct disciples may not be able to be assigned to the low-level white.

The famous panacea.

No matter what fate you are, you can perfectly match and improve with "computing power thinking".

It is estimated that after the collapse of the sect, no one snatched it, Po Meng accidentally cut a "kidney" from the wandering soul on Huangquan Road, and it was her turn.

"good."

Wu Lang took a deep breath.

In the void, an old voice suddenly came: "Have you chosen? You can leave it to me to fuse, I am the master of refining."

"I plan to go back to the Seventh Peak and study it by myself slowly." Wu Lang clasped his fists and said.

Granny Meng was silent for a few seconds.

After a while, the voice came again: "You can do whatever you want, I will give you the basic refining books, if you can't study it thoroughly, you can come back to me."

Wu Lang breathed a sigh of relief.

But he did plan to go back to the mountain and refine the fusion himself.

This is not the natal magic weapon of other disciples. It is refined into a knife, sword, and increased combat, and it is used as a natal growth weapon.

And I don't have a fighting fate such as a sword as the core, so naturally I can't refine it into a weapon.

This "Heavenly Craftsmanship" is a precision refining machine. Like building a human brain, it burns a precision circuit board, manufactures a circuit, and engraves "graphics card", "memory", "battery" and "peripherals" on the circuit. board, not random assembly.

This is a magic weapon for refining formations. These things are constructed one by one, and the complexity is no less than the blueprint of a super precision machine.

Naturally, Wu Lang did not remember this blueprint.

It is as long as 37 pages, densely packed.

At that time, it was comparable to the manufacture of an atomic bomb, and the players of later generations made it with the help of a dedicated map maker, which shows that the head is big.

But Wu Lang doesn't remember, [Mindsickness] remembers!

Wu Lang was about to go back to the mountain, pretend to have neuroticism, recall the design drawings he had read on the forum, and build the talisman.

"Nemesis is a terrifying ability."

Wu Lang took a deep breath.

I can't remember a lot of the contents of the diary, and at that time, the players were discussing in the forums, chattering every day, and all kinds of information flowed out unconsciously.

If you recall every sentence and every word they said in the forum, and gather and summarize the information, it will definitely be another shocking treasure!
"Very well, everything is going according to plan."

Wu Lang's expression turned cold, he put away his things, and planned to leave the Hall of Reincarnation.

Make a fortune in silence!
Wu Lang walked to the door, and suddenly another voice came from his ear.

"But boy, you have bad eyesight, and you missed some things." Granny Meng suddenly said calmly, "Look again."

Wu Lang was stunned and couldn't help walking around the third floor.

During this walk, he was surprised to find that on the back shelf, among a pile of purple books, there was a shining golden book.

Wu Lang pulled away to take a look.

Good guy.

[Dao Yan Qian Kun] (orange): Strong computing power, calculating the universe, Xu Qian, the contemporary suzerain of Dao Yanzong, left behind after his death, which contains his true spirit and natal supernatural powers.

Wu Lang was ecstatic on the spot.

This is not wearing small shoes, this is secretly opening a small stove.

Meng Po, I love you so much, I like your fair personality, seeing me ashamed with a white fate [accountant], just sneak upstairs and get me an orange, you are worthy of being called a menopausal old witch!
Dao shows the universe, calculus class!

Who is Dao Yanzong?

People in the Jianghu said that in this hidden sect and in the world of cultivating immortals, everyone is a horrible existence who can count bitcoins by mouth and mine with their mouths!

Wu Lang remained calm and bowed to the void, "Thank you, Senior Meng Po, for reminding me."

"Go."

"Your aptitude is ordinary, you have taken his true spirit, your mind is clear, and you can pass on the original soul Taoism of his penance, so that you can possibly stand shoulder to shoulder with other disciples."

"But don't reveal it. The characteristics are obvious. Dao Yanzong is not easy to mess with. Their contemporary suzerain died here. Once they go out and find out that you brought their suzerain's true spirit, it will be very easy to kill you."

"Yes!" Wu Lang felt a little malicious. This was forcibly tying himself to the thief's boat, but he didn't want to refuse this benefit at all.

He picked up six books and walked out of the hall directly.

outside world.

Xing Hanhan is still waiting with the good student.

"He's dead, it's more or less the reason why I hurt him." Xing Hanhan smiled wryly, she knew who Senior Meng Po was.

It is estimated that the first floor will be opened, and all of them will get white fate.

Even the better white fates were secretly hidden, and Po Meng did such a stingy thing, which provoked her, and even the white garbage fates had to hide the good ones.

And the cold girl next to her, with a trace of silence and curiosity, occasionally looked in the direction of the six reincarnations.

"His upright personality is like a nightmare!" Xing Hanhan was still nagging, only to see a person walking out of it.

It is the new junior brother of the Seventh Peak's acting peak master.

He didn't refine the magic weapon of life, and he came out abruptly with six original fates and six books of fate.

"My God! He's even worse! Senior Meng Po only asked him to choose the materials, and he didn't even refine the magic weapon for him!" Her heart was buzzing, she became more determined in her thoughts, and cried out sympathetically in advance .

But wait a closer look.

"Huh!??"

She opened her mouth, but couldn't say a word.

Xing Hanhan was stunned. When she saw the shining purple and orange colors of the book, the vigorous rhyme blinded her eyes, and her face turned red for a moment.

Meng Po, how did this old hag change her sex?

(End of this chapter)