Taoist Master wants to live forever

Chapter 11 Memory Reappearance

Standing next to the stone monument, looking at the fire that was gradually burning in the house, Wen Lianggong felt a little uneasy. These buildings were all wooden structures. Once the fire took shape, it was almost difficult to extinguish it. If it really started a prairie fire, it would be difficult to put out the fire. If all the Taoist temples are burned down, will something bad happen?

In just two or three minutes, the growing fire spread around the surrounding fire sources. The raging fire almost dispersed the darkness in this area. It seemed that the gloomy filter of the entire dark and dreary mythical world began to gradually turn to warmth. Positive.

Soon, Wen Lianggong's slightly uneasy expression quickly calmed down, and the corners of his mouth gradually began to raise uncontrollably.

'Ding, you successfully killed an ink man, gained a mythical aura, and gained skill point +1'

The fire is still not big enough!

Wen Lianggong's face gradually became excited, his eyes were fixed on the spreading fire, and he was shouting crazily in his heart.

Burn it big! Burn it bigger! !

‘Ding, you successfully killed an ink man, gained a mythical aura, and gained skill point +1’

good good! !

However, before he could curl his lips, he once again saw the overwhelming black water, which seemed to have fallen from the void, with endless darkness spreading within it. It seemed that once swallowed up, it would completely disappear from the world.

The black water poured down and engulfed the entire Taoist temple again. The fire that gradually spread was like a spark in the black sea, which was extinguished in the blink of an eye.

Looking at the black sea that is firmly imprisoned in the Taoist temple area, the fan-shaped gate leaving the Taoist temple is like the strongest barrier. Even if the darkness is like a surging wave, it still cannot leave the Taoist temple at all.

Seeing this scene, Wen Lianggong was completely relieved. Although he didn't know what the mechanism was, as long as he couldn't get out, he had many ways to do something.

After returning to reality, Wen Lianggong was preparing to go out without stopping, when his steps suddenly stopped, he leaned against the door and looked at the sky at noon and let out a long sigh, with a slight sadness on his face.

A penny beats a hero!

If conditions allowed, he really wanted to buy a few tons of gasoline to water the Taoist temple, and then set it on fire to weed.

It would be even better if you add some accelerant that can burn underwater.

After calming down, Wen Lianggong looked at the attribute panel. He currently had 3 skill points. There was no plus sign after the skill. He probably had to wait for one more skill point.

To be honest, although the Mo man looks burly and tall, with his current slightly mature level of Zhanyi Shibaluo and Taiqing swordsmanship, it is not impossible for him to fight, but it is a bit difficult to ensure that he does not make any sound. , you have to advance to the next level before you can grasp it.

Although these ink people look disgusting, they are used to spitting out many things.

Still have to set fire!

Wen Lianggong turned around and made a few simple Molotov cocktails according to online tutorials. After tying a few flammable materials to the crossbow arrows, he played with his mobile phone and chatted in the group, quietly waiting for the next day to arrive.

Early the next morning, after completing his homework, practicing boxing, and practicing swordsmanship as usual, Wen Lianggong, who was full of energy, took out his sword and prepared to use his chopsticks when he suddenly frowned.

"It's sour?!"

Wen Lianggong regretfully threw the remaining plate of cold salad into the backyard. He recited the wish-fulfillment mantra several times, hoping that the rats who stole the food would eat it.

At this time of year, when fungi are growing, Wen Lianggong left the customs with a basket on his back.

He picked some more from the mountain. He is now very agile. In the past, he could only look at the fungi. Now he can climb up and pick them easily like an ape.

In just one hour, a whole basket was picked. He quickly went back to make a pot of fungus hot pot, cooked a pot of rice, and mixed a bowl of water for dipping. After eating and drinking, Wen Lianggong touched his eight-pack abs that were slightly curved because he was full, feeling slightly worried. .

Since the skills were formed on the attribute panel, as his body has rapidly become stronger, his daily food intake has become several times more than before.

At least he had never been able to eat such a pot of fungus soup and a large pot of rice before. He even drank all the clear soup in his mouth and still felt unsatisfied.

What will happen from now on? If he continues to eat at this level, his monthly allowance will be enough.

After clearing the dishes, I ate three slices with a little worry and fell straight on the bed.

Entering the mythical world again, Wen Lianggong was brave enough at this moment. He glanced at the Zhenwu Demon-Conquering Statue that scared him so much at first. After getting used to the evil nature of the statue, he didn't feel much at all. He even felt like he had returned to his hometown. illusion.

Passing by the statue, I patted it casually, but as expected, there was no information in my mind.

Although it is not surprising, it is also quite regrettable.

Not being able to pluck wool is a pain in everyone's heart.

After leaving the Zhenwu Hall, Wen Lianggong turned his head and looked to the right out of habit.

Sure enough, the pale grimace was as usual, looking at each other at the same time, looking at each other affectionately, and then looking away in tacit agreement and retreating.

Mad, sooner or later I will kill you!

Wen Lianggong cursed in his heart, then turned around and followed the old route, rushing towards the Taoist Temple along the shadow of the wall.

When he arrived at the door of the Taoist temple, he saw that the black water had receded. He felt a little relieved and touched the rusty sword hanging on his waist. He tried it. The cutting ability of this thing in this place was unexpectedly better than the one on his back. The craftsmanship of the long sword must be strong.

Sure enough, many things still need to be solved through localization.

As usual, he walked forward to the first house on the right with his waist bent. The previous fire had burned the tile-roofed house into ruins, and the Mo man, who was covered in fire, was huddled in the corner at this moment.

It can be seen that the two-meter-tall Mo Man's skeleton has returned to its normal appearance and turned into a charred withered skeleton. It seems to have shrunk a lot because it was burned dry.

Looking at the skeleton curled up in the corner like a baby, Wen Lianggong squatted down and looked carefully. After making sure that it was completely dead, he stretched out his hand to move the skeleton away.

"Ding, a special memory has been detected. Do you want to reproduce the memory?"

Does the system still have this function? !

Wen Lianggong looked slightly surprised. It seems that this system has yet to be developed!

This function is exactly like when he played Berserker's Creed. He could catch a skeleton to recreate the memory scene and experience the person's past.

'Yes. '

After muttering something silently in his mind, Wen Lianggong's expression suddenly changed. When he came to his senses, he was already lying on the bed. In front of him was a small tile-roofed house. The interior layout was extremely simple, with two beds, a table, two chairs, and two wardrobes. In addition, There is nothing else.

When he got out of bed, he was surprised to find that his thick and powerful arms had turned into two thin bamboo poles, as slender as a little girl.

(End of this chapter)