Folklore starts from the blood god of Xiangxi

Chapter 3 Skills Are Strong, Not Consciousness
Qingquanzhai turned into a dead zone?
Lin Feng collected this important information.

In such a plot game, every plot has a deep meaning.

Could it be that Qingquan Village has anything to do with the Xiangxi Blood God behind it?
Generally speaking, in an excellent game, the front and back plots are beads connected in series. These beads all tell the same story under the same world view.

Speaking of which, until now, Lin Feng didn't know what the Xiangxi Blood God was?
Is it an evil god, a demon, or a practitioner whose cultivation has gone wrong?
Logically speaking, a historical myth game should have traces to follow, right?
Will he get off the plane later and get clues from the Internet?

While thinking about the plot, he went up the mountain with the guide again, carefully protecting the fragile guide.

But soon, Lin Feng wanted to scold the game manufacturer!
What kind of broken game is this, don't learn from the good ones, learn from Miyazaki's old thief!

Shame, right?

Along the way, Lin Feng can be said to have no gaming experience!
Lin Feng retracted his initial rhetoric.

It was during this section of the road that he began to close himself.

Opening rhetoric.

Early laughter.

Mid term gibberish.

The latter was silent.

Lin Feng stopped talking.

Along the way, he finally saw how powerful his full-level account was.He was so powerful that he didn't seem like a human being. With one strike, all the monsters five or six meters away were pierced by him. If there was any problem, all he needed to do was turn around in his mind, and the spell would appear.

Yufeng, real fire, real water, all kinds of methods are at your fingertips.

But even so, the game is played over and over again.

why?
Because his consciousness is not suitable for his body, all kinds of weird situations happened one after another along the way.

There was a weak voice calling the guide's name behind him, but Lin Feng didn't notice, the guide was gone.

His voice called the guide's name, the guide agreed, and the guide disappeared.

A guide was walking on the road, and the hillside in front of them was washed by flash floods, and a mirror was washed in front of them, and they walked past the mirror.

The guide is gone.

A jar was washed out by the flash flood and smashed, the jar scattered, Lin Feng smelled the fragrance, he was fine, the guide was gone.

This path can simply be called the path of the guide's ten thousand ways to die.

Poor guide, death is different, multifarious.

Lin Feng walked exhausted, he was not afraid of his own death, but asking him to protect a guide was beyond his power.

His whole body is going crazy.

But the more this is the case, the more Lin Feng wants to play. He is such a stubborn person. He used to broadcast live for six hours just to pass Mario Difficult.

He once didn't download the broadcast all night just to kill his adoptive father in the blacksmith game.

Encountered setbacks, Lin Feng's first reaction was to get angry.

"I'm high on fun!"

Lin Feng hypnotized himself. Although he was frustrated, he would never admit defeat.

Even though he was crying today, he wanted to clear the game!

Games are meant to be played with screams!
He took a long breath, this time, Lin Feng finally had the awareness of some high-level Taoist priests, he blessed the guide with many spells, opened his eyes, and saw that the guide looked like a god, and he looked golden. Shake your eyes a little, and then you can rest assured.

Lin Feng walked on the road expressionlessly, signaling the guide not to say a word. To ensure the guide's safety, he sealed the guide's mouth.

As for leading the way?

Lin Feng could walk down this road with his eyes closed!

On this road, there are traces of the guide's downfall!
In this way, in the eyes of the guide, this Daoist from the imperial court is like a god descending to earth. It seems that he doesn't need to lead the way himself, but just walks through all kinds of difficulties with ease. In the past, green blood floated gently from the mud pit.

Walking through a dense forest, he stretched out his hand and summoned the divine fire, burning the ghosts inside to death.

A jar fell on the ground, and before the guide could smell it, Master Dao exhaled a gust of wind and swept everything away.

And ahead, something was lying on the ground. Before he saw it, a burst of thunder fell and struck the thing, causing a howl.

Along the way, Lin Feng even had an illusion.

Even with a different body, he can still perform such operations!

High play awareness!

Along the way, they arrived in front of Qingquan Village without any surprise or danger.

The sun has not risen yet.

The guide sighed in his heart, as expected of a Taoist master, he is amazing!
Along the way, there is no danger, luck is extremely good!
He flattered Lin Feng.

Lin Feng just raised the corner of his mouth, ha ha.

Handsome?

Liver replacement!
Seeing that the Daoist from the capital looked neither yin nor yang, the guide didn't dare to speak.

He thought to himself.

He didn't offend the Daoist either.

Why is this Taoist master so angry with him.

Arriving at the gate of Qingquanzhai, this is the last section of the road here.

The guide wanted to go up, but was held back by Lin Feng.

The guide looked at the Daoist without knowing why, but Lin Feng heaved a sigh of relief, and he felt a strange sense of pride in his heart!
That is the pride of accomplishment!

It's a pity that there is no archive, otherwise he would have to save a file here!
He finally brought his guide safely and came to Qingquanzhai alive!

Qingquan Village, as the name suggests, has a clear spring in it. In the deep mountains and old forests, there is a drinkable spring, which is simply a gift from heaven.

Spring water is also commonly used in Qingquanzhai, and it is traded with other cottages to obtain some things.

At this moment, the yin qi sank and the yang qi was not enough. In the whole Qingquan village, the wind was like a devil crying, and the guide was so frightened that goose bumps appeared all over his body.

Standing here, Lin Feng looked at the broken pot and broken gong in front of him. Although this was an unserious game, Lin Feng still felt a little bleak.

The wind rolled up the leaves and floated past the broken pot and broken gong.

He couldn't imagine what kind of disaster happened in this village, so that all the people in the village were completely dead.

Is it a natural disaster or a man-made disaster?

Blessing himself and the guide with many spells, Lin Feng walked in with the guide.

The construction of Qingquan Village is very ordinary. They are all stilted buildings that are common in the mountains. The so-called stilted buildings have livestock dwellings on the bottom and living quarters on the top. There is only one road up and down the entire Qingquan Village, and the end of the road is the highest point of the village.

There is the water intake of the cottage.

Next to the water intake is the source of Qingquanzhai, the residence of the village head and priests.

Lin Feng looked up at the source in the darkness.

【Qingquanzhai Shrine】

Just when Lin Feng saw the shrine of Qingquanzhai, he noticed the eyes hidden in the shrine of Qingquanzhai!

Someone is inside.

Just when he was about to find out, big blood-red characters suddenly appeared in front of him.

Bgm is passionate again, shocking people!

[Xiangxi Blood God Act [-]: Arrive at Qingquanzhai before dawn, complete]

[Mission settlement...]

【No settlement for novice missions】

【Mission completed, reward issued】

The image before Lin Feng's eyes suddenly shattered, whether it was the cottage or the guide, they all turned into fragments of information. In the end, like the time in Yingtian, he was roughly grabbed to the sky by an invisible hand, and he was constantly pulled up.

Overlooking the mountains!

While Lin Feng had a bird's-eye view of the mountains, for a moment, he felt that the mountains seemed to have changed. When he looked at the mountains, he turned into a big hideous face, staring at him firmly.

But it was also an instant, and soon, these fragments turned into big bloody characters and appeared in front of him.

In the pure black, he saw the blood characters in front of him.

[Game rewards, five coins of luck have been issued]

[Game rewards, skills are being drawn...]

[In the novice protection, five strongest skills are selected for novices, and fixed-point extraction is performed]

[End of skill extraction]

[You have obtained: Swordsmanship Mastery (Permanent Passive)]

(End of this chapter)