Folklore starts from the blood god of Xiangxi

Chapter 41 Ways to Communicate with Gods
【You are being forcibly inherited by the priest】

【You are gaining knowledge】

[Congratulations, you have obtained the secret that is not passed on by the priests, the ancient knowledge: the eye of observing the breath]

【You are gaining knowledge】

[Guanqi Fayan (disabled): A variant of the technique of geomancy.It involves a secret, and more than half of it is self-destructed. Due to some reasons, Guanqi Dharma Eye is divided into 36 parts, this is one of them]

[Qi is the body of matter, and the person who observes Qi is Kanyu.Kanyu, since the Yellow Emperor, has been a priesthood.

Since the Han Dynasty was a watershed, before the Han Dynasty, the art of geomancy changed to the art of humanity, focusing on heaven, earth and man.After the Han Dynasty, the art of geomancy, based on Qi, was divided into many schools.

The qi-watching eyes you have got are broken and old-fashioned, and you can only blindly see them. You can see the details of others. As the saying goes, blessings cannot be fully enjoyed, and power cannot be exhausted. 36 The combination of qi-watching eyes will cause huge disasters]

[Congratulations, you have obtained the secret of the Aura Eye]

This time, there seemed to be a vague reminder in the narration.

But soon, the next sharp pain came.

Tell Lin Feng to forget about it temporarily.

【You are being forcibly inherited by the priest】

【You are gaining knowledge...】

【Knowledge has not been acquired】

【Your will is broken】

【You are assimilated by flesh and blood priest mask】

【you are dead】

excluded from the game.

Lin Feng took off his helmet.

Lost in thought.jpg.

This mask kills people in a very regular way.

If you die once, you get a piece of knowledge.

The young man is not deceived.

Of course, this is because he is bullying the rest of the people, so he can't keep dying and resurrecting like himself.

Lin Feng thinks this is not a card bug.

This is at best a reasonable use of game mechanics.

This game was originally played like this.

However, obtaining skills in this way is not very friendly to others.

When enduring the pain, Lin Feng had a feeling that it was the severe pain of life or death, whether in the game, this kind of pain was real pain without any attenuation.

If this is the case, he has not died until now, which is somewhat lucky.

If it weren't for Lin Feng's passive swordsmanship, constantly honing his energy and spirit during the battle, he might not be able to withstand such "torture".

Suffering is also a part of the game.

Lin Feng even had time to savor the feeling of dying.

how to say.

The flesh and blood priest mask is worn on the face of a person, like a face-hugger crawling on the face, aggressively invading from the five sense organs and seven orifices.

This mask is indeed evil!
Three chances to die are gone.

Can't go back to the game right now.

All three lives are here, and have nothing to do with the main storyline.

Lin Feng was not disappointed at all.

After tapping his teeth, Lin Feng opened the window and watched the extra active skills, letting the hot air from outside rush in.

Leaving the game, without the blessing of [Mountain God's Power], he is still at the ninth rank of gathering energy.

But it doesn't matter, looking at the new active skills, Lin Feng didn't try to sacrifice his life.

Who will he hit?

Come to the door panel?
Facing the TV background wall?
Believe it or not, if he demolished the house today, tomorrow the landlady will rush back from the Chao Shou shop with a big colander in her hand, killing him without saying a word?
Just got a game console, with some tricks beyond ordinary people, Lin Feng has not been so mad that he killed the landlady because of his own mistakes.

Not so much.

How inflated this is.

Lin Feng decided to be on the safe side and use "Food Wind Drink Dew" first. After all, this sounded more reliable, like bigu.

Lin Feng didn't need to sit cross-legged, and didn't need to enter "sedation". He simply used the wind and drink dew. Suddenly, he felt a jealous and irrational hunger, which emerged from his body, and he couldn't tell the difference. Know exactly what hunger is.

Is it the stomach?Is it the gut, or the brain?
I don't know, I'm just hungry!
Lin Feng stepped hard, but he didn't stop the force, the floor tiles were smashed by his foot, and the portrait came to the front of the refrigerator like a gust of wind.

When I opened the refrigerator, I didn't care about the heat or cold, and stuffed it into my stomach one bite at a time.

But this scorching, sudden and terrible hunger didn't ease in any way, it seemed that the food in front of him didn't have the slightest satiety effect on him.

Subconsciously, he made a strange gesture with both hands, and a Hoomei-like sound rolled out of his throat. This kind of sound is against common sense, and it is harmful to the human throat.

Even after a day of nourishing Qi, Lin Feng's throat was "strained", and a rust-like smell of blood appeared from his throat and nasal cavity.

There is this bloody taste between breaths.

feeling bad.

But I can't take care of it.

Nor did the smell of blood arouse his bestiality.

Driven by hunger, Lin Feng's hands changed again, he did it by himself without a sacrificial vessel.

Under the footsteps, there are strange steps, which is the communication between man and god.

Do things like dance.

Dances, tunes, and words are the ways and channels for human beings to communicate with gods. What Lin Feng is dancing now is a strange dance.

Lin Feng didn't know what he was dancing.

His dance is full of wild unrestrained and uninhibited.

Some actions are simply not what humans can do.

Fortunately, Lin Feng's body is soft, and he has a ninth-grade energy source. Even if his muscles are torn or strained, it will not affect the progress of the dance. Gradually, as the dance progresses, there is a lot of wind around Lin Feng.

At first it was an invisible wind.

Then comes the wind that lifts the leaves.

At the back, just blow the curtains, blow up the skirt, and blow the wind that makes people feel comfortable all over!
The wind gushed in from the window that Lin Feng opened, and came to Lin Feng's side. As soon as he came to Lin Feng's side, he was swallowed by Lin Feng's skin. Instead of entering his lungs, the wind passed through his throat and into his skin.

Fortunately, Lin Feng felt hungry at this time.

Otherwise, he will suffer from an occupational disease.

It is necessary to make a complaint.

It was numb, and within two days of practice, it became a dual-core driver.

One lung, one skin.

The wind was getting stronger and stronger, and Lin Feng's rented house became the source of the wind. Lin Feng didn't have a concept of a full stomach.

The dance lasted for more than half an hour, and even the sound of rolling out of his throat also rolled out for half an hour.

During this time, someone must have heard the sound of dancing and offering sacrifices.

But no one came up to stop it.

At the beginning, the sound of Lin Feng's feet on the ground was still very small, but later on, with his enthusiasm, he couldn't care about these. The footsteps were the same as installing a tower shaker.

After half an hour, Lin Feng was sweating profusely, like running a marathon in the dog days, and finally stopped.

He exhaled.

Not hungry anymore.

People are also awake.

He stared at his hands once, frowning.

Ok?
He straightened up and glanced around.

He was sure he was right.

The surrounding area is really different from before?

(End of this chapter)