No one knows transmigration better than me!

Chapter 249 Small Goals

The blood bricks shattered and the red wall collapsed.

When the forest guard wakes up from his dream, thousands of miles of blue color will return to dust, and thousands of fertile fields will be turned into dry swamps!
The entire forest collapsed, as if retreating from three dimensions to two dimensions.

However, before the strange situation reappeared, Ning Luo raised his hand.

The Dharma deceives the will of heaven, the Dao Yun shapes its shape, and the spiritual consciousness is fixed.

The ebony breaks through the ground, and the Cangqiu is like a sword!
When Ning Luo was convinced that there should be a wooden branch like a sword, that wooden branch definitely existed.

This means that the law follows the words.

It is also called Shinto.

The twig pierced through the chest and abdomen of the giant python, nailing that twist-like neck to the ground!
Followed by the tail of the snake, the head of the python, and the blood-stained arms of the forest guard
The Qiu branch exploded, locking Wei Wei, making it unable to move.

Ning Luo looked at this disgusting body, and combined with his own understanding just now, he was even more convinced of the origin of the strange situation.

Sure enough, the deceitful environment is transformed by the divine way.

The gray mist originated from the black tide outside the territory, and Ning Luo knew the basics of the black tide, and even knew the horror of filth.

Even though the dirty appearance is indeed weird, the essence of this kind of creature is designed to corrode all spirits, to attack and kill.

There are necessary reasons for their heretical evolution.

But the fat-headed boa constrictor with a big belly in front of him was completely different.

This posture is obviously a manifestation of incomplete evolution, because it does not bring much improvement to the forest guard's strength.

Even he, who was able to drive Shinto before, may not necessarily be weaker than Weird.

So why is it the way it is?
Obviously not for killing, but because of someone's imagination.

Perhaps when the gray mist came to the world, the forest guards were swallowed by the giant python during the war.

Or maybe the forester did not die in the belly of the giant python, but abandoned the rest of the lazy fruit farmers and escaped by luck.

But it must have been known to someone anyway.

The man resented this, and it made the forester even more ugly.

Will it be a saint?
Ning Luo didn't know, he could only say that there was such a possibility, and that the saint did have a motive for revenge.

But combined with her previous actions, combined with the fact that she devoted all her energy to the world of the underworld, she struggled to find a way to use the divine way to benefit all people.

She didn't want to be blackened so easily.

Otherwise, it would be too fragile.

The important reason is that Ning Luo put himself into the perspective of the saint, regardless of whether there will be any other new clues, it is just the performance of this group of evil people.
Ning Luo didn't think that he would be so idle that he could imagine them to Wei Wei.

He will choose execution.

In short, the specific cause and effect have yet to be explored, but at least the appearance of the strange world has been fully understood.

Ning Luo turned around and opened the box, took out a Wood Spirit Orb, and held it tightly in his hand.

Now he also knows that the Wood Spirit Orb is actually the crystallization of Dao Yun and Divine Consciousness.

As far as Shinto is concerned, the dharma is the link between heaven and man and reality. On the one hand, it represents the authority to deceive the heaven, and on the other hand, it symbolizes the "mold" that speaks out the dharma.

Dao Yun means the standard of Shinto, and divine consciousness can solidify the power of Shinto.

Take the ebony twig as an example, the stronger the Dao aggregate used to build it, the bigger and more lush it will be, and the more refined it will be when it manifests.

But if the spiritual consciousness is not enough, then this ebony tree will have no appearance, strong on the outside but dry on the inside, seemingly strong, but actually weak.

Even when the spiritual consciousness of others is released, the ebony transformed by the divine way will collapse in an instant.

Shinto is not close to the people, and it is only suitable for the absolute strong. It is even more impossible to replace the spiritual attack of the heart sword and the like, and it is impossible to replace the magic method of Dao pattern outline.

The ability to speak out the Dharma and Follow does sound very strong, but it has too many limitations, and consumes a lot of Taoist aggregates and spiritual consciousness.

With Ning Luo's current background, if he didn't rely on the Wood Spirit Orb, he might just sit back and wait for the forest guard to bleed to death.

That was too procrastinating.

So he gripped the Wood Spirit Orb tightly.

Besides, with Ning Luo's current wealth, there is no need to save.

"prick."

Ning Luo's mind moved slightly, and in the depths of his consciousness, he outlined an ebony thorn ball like a sea urchin.

When the ebony swaying in the wind grows branches and branches in the Sea of ​​Consciousness, shaped like a sea urchin, it also announces the formation of the Shinto.

Thousands of tiny thorns exploded from the twigs binding the forest guard, shooting out in all directions!

"Well--"

Blood gushes out like a fountain.

Ebony seeds can take root and germinate in lava, but how can they not pierce the strange flesh?

The ashes fluttered, and the forbidden weapon started.

Ning Luo didn't take a step forward or retreat from the beginning to the end, and even carried the pole in his left hand all the time, never idle.

There is no need for him to go all out for a mere king of deception.

The sky was filled with gray fog, roaring past.

When Ning Luo's vision returned to normal, he staggered out of the gray mist with a pole on his shoulders.

Because the luggage is too heavy.
"Lu Chuan, help me!"

The tired voice came to the Holy Maiden Temple, which surprised Lu Chuan suddenly.

He had just looked at Wu Mu for a while, before returning to the Temple of the Holy Maiden, Ning Luo had already returned on the back.

"So fast?"

Lu Chuan opened his mouth slightly: "The efficiency was slower than mine yesterday, why did you finish the strategy in less than an hour today?"

He originally thought that Ning Luo had never borrowed the power of ghosts and gods, and it would become more difficult to sustain as the difficulty of the delusion increased.

Unexpectedly, Ning Luo not only did not gradually decline, but quickly broke the situation.

Lu Chuan rushed over in a hurry, thinking that what if Ning Luo shouted so loudly, what if he annoyed the weird-tempered villagers?
Moreover, when Ning Luo said that he wanted to help, his tone seemed a little hasty, presumably something went wrong.

However, when he came to the village, he was dumbfounded on the spot.

Ning Luo: "Come on, give me a hand, I really can't carry it anymore."

Lu Chuan: "."

Good guy, you didn't ask me to help you, did you? ? ?

Lu Chuan pursed his lips, raised his eyebrows and said, "Brother Ning, where did you buy the goods?"

Ning Luo replied solemnly: "Eastern Forest Farm, brought back some holy fruits and spirit beads."

Lu Chuan: "."

numb.

Lu Chuan thought of the eclipse Lingzhu he saw yesterday.

He originally thought that Ning Luo had discovered some clues, and thought that Ning Luo would definitely be able to spy on Cang Ming's secrets in the future.

Unexpectedly, after one night, Ning Luo returned directly with a large box of spirit beads
Lu Chuan can be sure that he never underestimated Ning Luo, but imagined Ning Luo to be more powerful than any traverser he knew.

Even Chu Feng and his like, who are unparalleled in the limelight on the Internet, pale in comparison to Ning Luo's various coquettish operations.

But even so, Lu Chuan still couldn't predict the outcome of Ning Luo's battle in advance.

The two stood in front of each other, with Ning Luo dragging a pole, and Lu Chuan behind him pushing snakeskin bags and boxes.

Stop at three steps, rest at five steps, chatting by the way.

Lu Chuan was full of confusion: "You said you moved back from the Dongyu Forest Farm?"

"Ah."

"Can you bring things from the illusion to the forbidden area?"

"Huh? Can't you?"

Lu Chuan: "."

Lu Chuan was dumbfounded.

He didn't know how Ning Luo took such a bizarre ability for granted.

After Lu Chuan had a hard time explaining, Ning Luo finally understood.

It's not that other people can't take out the things in the fantasy dream, it's just that this happens with a very small probability.

Only when they hold weapons in their hands and decipher the fantasy dream in a state of fierce battle, will they find that they have brought out the weapon of the dream.

Just like Ningluo in the forge.

But no one felt that this was their ability, and no one doubted it in their own direction.

They only thought that it was a bug in the matrix design map, or that the weapons in their hands were judged to be subordinate objects similar to clothing during the fierce battle.

After all, clothes can travel through reality, so why not weapons?

It's just that when others deliberately want to bring out the objects in the dream, they can't do it.

And when they finish traveling, all the memories in the dream will disappear, so no one will be entangled in the mechanism of the dream.

Even if he just returned to the Spirit Village, the memory of Huanmeng would be somewhat blurred, leaving only the fight with the strange.

Few people are as keen on truthfulness as Ning Luo.

After all, this may just be a diving game.

Ning Luo dragged the pole, realizing that the reason why he was so special might not be because of his status as the chosen one, nor because he had any destiny.

His privilege stems from perspective and cognition.

"Indeed, before understanding Shinto, my spiritual consciousness has always been my shortcoming."

"The Destiny of the divine consciousness lineage is only A-level Dongyou."

"So what I can do, there is no reason others can't do it."

"Regardless of the identity of the God's Chosen, those transcendents with superior brain power or who have been injected with drugs should also be able to see a thing or two during years of time travel."

"Is there a possibility?"

"They can't see the past, can't remember their dreams, is it actually because of the difference in cognition?"

The rules of the Underworld are special.

The so-called divine way, the so-called follow-through of words, are, to put it bluntly, just brain supplements.

I don't want you to feel, I want me to feel.

This can also be understood as a kind of sacrificial power.

The stronger the will, the more real the existence.

So when others just regard it as a game and subconsciously believe that there are no such rules, no matter how strong they are, they will never be able to break through the barrier between reality and reality.

Even if they were given thousands of years, it would be impossible to pry out Cang Ming's secrets!
Because, this is Cang Ming.

If you believe that you are a piece of shit, then you must really be a piece of shit.

Ning Luo didn't say anything, because it's useless to talk about this kind of thing, and it's hard to explain it to Lu Chuan.

So he can only prevaricate with the effect of destiny.

The two dragged their goods back to the Temple of the Holy Maiden. When Lu Chuan opened the snakeskin bag and box, he was dumbfounded on the spot.

"Fuck, shit, shit, shit"

Lu Chuan was immediately speechless.

Ever since he got to know Ning Luo, the crap he said in the past few days can be compared to more than half a year.

The Wood Spirit Bead exudes emerald green light, the green dates are round and the white melon is translucent.

The entire dilapidated Temple of the Holy Maiden became solemn and solemn.

Ning Luo shrugged, and after stretching his muscles and bones, he told him: "Keep the wood spirit beads for me, so you don't need to use a few. This white melon is for the hungry, and the green dates can strengthen the body and heal the wounds. You should eat more No problem."

Lu Chuan was stunned: "Then, isn't my injury not serious?"

"Uh" Ning Luo pinched his chin, remained silent for a long time, and said hesitantly, "If you want to go to the Paradise, forget about these two days, you should just stay in the ruined temple."

What made Ning Luo finally make up his mind was the ownership of the forbidden artifact fragments.

Although progress has been made in the exploration of Cangming's truth, the goal of the current small stage is to suppress the ghosts and gods of the five directions and bring them together to take a family portrait.

Then piece together all the forbidden artifact fragments to reproduce Cangming's old five-way Taoist artifact.

In this way, even if Ning Luo has the right to master the Cangming Heavenly Dao temporarily, he can use the "borrowing way" of the Divine Dao to the extreme.

Shinto generally has three paths to follow.

One is to borrow the existing way of this world, just like ghosts and gods, and also like green gourds.

The second is to steal Daowei and forge his own dharma, that is, Lu Chuan's Five Elements Sword Array.

The third is the Dao of Self. To put it bluntly, it is to first realize the Dao by yourself, and then invoke the Daowei of the true self.

Stealing the way, Ning Luo didn't think about it.

Because it is not in line with the Dao of this world, whether it is strong or weak is not only determined by the skills, but also restricted by the source of the Dao.

For example, Lu Chuan worked hard to practice the success method, but when he stepped into the spirit village or fantasy dream, he couldn't steal the power of ghosts and gods.

He also foolishly thought it was a map mechanism.

Even leaving aside the world of the underworld.

Looking at the world where the Dao is at its peak, Lu Chuan can't steal the Dao Yun of other sects at all, and it's impossible to ask for permission.

He can only steal the Dao Yun between the mountains and rivers, but once he is too far away from the blessed land, or the blessed land is destroyed.
He is also useless.

So this road is not suitable for Ningluo.

Ning Luo's current goal is to try his best to find a way first.

Because he is the God's Chosen One, he can get it together once and for all, and he doesn't need to work hard to piece it together in the future.

When the strength is guaranteed, there is no rush to try to become enlightened by yourself.

But the problem is that Lu Chuan needs to deal with ghosts and gods.

Ning Luo didn't know whether Lu Chuan could save his life as time went by.

Not to mention that after he made a deal with the ghosts and gods, whether the Daowei in the fragments of the forbidden weapon would also be stolen by the ghosts and gods, making it impossible to put together the forbidden weapon.

The guess is not unreasonable.

After all, the ghosts and gods of the five directions are divine creations derived from the forbidden weapons and the masters.

Then it is understandable that they want to deprive the power of the Taoist weapon.

To be on the safe side, Ning Luo still chose to let Lu Chuan stay in Lingcun, in case something unexpected happened.

Lu Chuan breathed a sigh of relief, and put his arms around him: "Brother Ning, I'm a professional player after all. Now that I've recovered from my injury, you still let me stay behind. Isn't it a bit contemptuous?"

Ning Luo frowned.

It's not that he doesn't have emotional intelligence, nor does he know how to deal with things.

But it is not realistic to ask a social fear to behave smoothly.

For Ning Luo, if smoothness is not necessary, then efficiency is far more important than smoothness.

Ning Luo thought for a while, and thought of a compromise: "How can I look down on you? I'm afraid that I'm new here, and my strength is not enough, which will affect my plan."

plan? !
If you say this, then I won't be sleepy!
Lu Chuan immediately became interested, lowered his voice, and raised his eyebrows: "What's the big deal, what can I help?"

Ning Luo replied mysteriously: "I have a small goal, first catch a ghost and come back to play."

Lu Chuan: "."

Perhaps this is because the language is not amazing and endless.

Ning Luo patted Lu Chuan on the shoulder, and explained: "So I dislike you, I'm just afraid that you have traded too much with ghosts and gods, making ghosts and gods stronger. Think about it, ghosts and gods must have got something from you. Wouldn't it be embarrassing if I couldn't beat them because of the power they got from you?"

"And no matter how powerful you are, your strength is given by ghosts and gods, so you can't resist, right?"

"This is only for me to do."

When Lu Chuan thought about it, it seemed that this was the truth?
In desperation, Lu Chuan had no choice but to obey: "That's okay?"

(End of this chapter)