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Chapter 383: The Totem Carrying the Power of Immortal Gods

After a long while, the old devil finally accepted the fact that Lu Wenwu possessed this special talent, but his face was still very conflicted, as if he wanted to say something but hesitated.

Lu Wenwu turned a deaf ear to this and just kept activating the amplification properties of the two mythical equipment, feeling the powerful force brought by the equipment.

Many times, even for extraordinary people who choose the path of body training, it is very important to have a good piece of equipment.

Just like holding a huge piece of gold and throwing it directly at your opponent may not work.

But if you sell it and replace it with a Dongfeng series bomb and throw it over, it will definitely be very useful.

The little treasure lying on the table glanced at the poop scooper who was having fun, then looked at the old devil with a sad face, and sighed imperceptibly.

It's so tiring to be this guy's cat.

It explained: "The Shit Shoveler has a special talent that can fuse equipment with his body. The equipment is not broken, it just merged into his body."

"Ah? Oh, that's it."

Hearing this, the old devil's expression finally relaxed and he put on a slight smile again.

"That is to say, these fused equipment can still be taken out again, right?"

"In theory, yes." Xiaobao said lightly.

"In theory?" The old demon's voice suddenly rose an octave. "Generally speaking, when someone mentions something in theory, the result is usually not very good. So the equipment I made for him earlier is already..."

"Relax, as long as the shovel doesn't use some methods to change its own structure to fight others, this problem generally won't occur." Xiaobao still looked calm, "Based on the current situation, it shouldn't be that serious."

“You haven’t said it yet.”

"I suggest you don't ask."

".I feel like my heart hurts a little bit."

"Wake up, you are a fire demon, you have no heart."

"."

"How about I lend you Maomao to play with for a while? This breed of dog is trained as a comfort dog by humans."

".walk slowly!"

Maomao tilted his head in confusion and stuck out his cute little tongue: "Woof?"

Old Devil: Hehehehe. Cute little puppy, uncle is here to serve!
When Lu Wenwu finally finished enjoying the special effects of all the new equipment, he turned around and found the kitten sleeping soundly on the sofa.

And
The old fire demon was strolling in the living room, holding Maomao as if he was holding a child to sleep.

While strolling, he gently lifted the dog up and down, rubbing the hair on the dog's head with his hand, and making "oh oh oh" sounds continuously with his mouth as if coaxing a child.

Maomao sat in the old fire demon's arms with a happy look on his face, his little mouth grinning, his tongue sticking out, his eyes curved with laughter.

Lu Wenwu poked Xiaobao, who looked unhappy, and pointed at the strange-looking group and asked, "What are these two doing?"

Xiao Bao rolled his eyes, jumped into Lu Wenwu's arms, turned over, closed his eyes and said impatiently: "Isn't this what happens when an empty-nest old devil meets a comfort dog? What else can you do?"

Lu Wenwu rubbed the soft cat's back a few times with an incredible look on his face, and muttered to himself in shock: "So Uncle Kazan likes cubs? Really a devil dad!? Great, I gradually understand everything!"

The lonely, empty-nest old master of the abyss likes the cubs.

Reasonable, very reasonable.

The reason why Kashan is favored has been found.jpg
Perhaps older people will miss the joy of playing with their grandchildren, which they could only enjoy when their children and grandchildren were young.

It’s not fun anymore when kids grow up.

"Ok?"

Kazan realized belatedly that someone was watching him.

When Maomao was still immersed in the joy of playing, he was suddenly put on the table.

The old devil stood with his hands behind his back with a serious face, and changed the subject without changing his expression or heartbeat: "Well, have you finished the experience? How do you feel? Is there anything that needs improvement?"

"No, it's pretty good."

Lu Wenwu continued what he said and reached out to pull Maomao back.

"Well, it's good."

The old devil waved at him.

"Take Maomao and Xiaobao with you, and let's go to another place. You came at a very good time, as my old friend happened to be visiting me. I'll take care of the engraving you booked at the same time, so you don't have to make another trip."

"That's great." Lu Wenwu stood up and followed with a happy face, "I just wonder if there is any difference between this mythical level inscription and the legendary level? Does it also require laws to activate it?"

"Almost the same. They both involve the field of law, but they are not exactly the same."

The old devil explained as he walked out.

"It is impossible to determine which universe or civilization this inscription came from, but what is certain is that it is a form that evolved from totems."

"If we trace back further, totems are the epitome of faith. In the ancient barbaric period, practitioners engraved the characteristics of their respective faith objects on themselves to draw on their power."

"Later, various cultivation systems discovered that this thing seemed to be quite useful. It could simply and roughly increase a part of one's strength without paying too much price. It gradually spread and continued to change and evolve, eventually becoming the current inscription."

"Ordinary engraving only requires the use of some of the characteristics of the law, but mythical engraving is not the same."

"This requires possessing a specific being, and condensing a part of its characteristics or power, spirit, will, etc. into a totem to carry on the body. This is a mythical engraving."

"So this is why mythical inscriptions and mythical equipment are both mythical, but the prices are so different. One is a customized product, and the other is more of a standard model, so naturally the standard model is cheaper."

"A literal myth?" Lu Wenwu's expression suddenly became strange.

I always feel that things are developing in the direction of witchcraft.

A simplified version of asking a god to possess you?
"What's the meaning of that expression on your face? Are you disgusted?" The old devil was at a loss whether to laugh or cry.

Lu Wenwu nodded slowly: "That's not the case, I just feel that it is a little different from what I imagined, will it affect my will?"

"No, you can rest assured. Inscription has been developed for so many years, and it has long been a mature product that has evolved from itself. It will not affect its own thinking." The old devil shook his head firmly, "Even if you don't believe that I can't hurt you, you have to believe that I can't hurt my little girl."

"That's true."

"You're a barbarian with only muscles in your brain. You're hopeless. How could I have such a stupid shit-scooper like you?" Seeing that Lu Wenwu was still hesitant, Xiaobao rolled his eyes in disgust and hit him on the chin with his tail without any hesitation.

"Use your big brain muscle disguised as your brain and think about it. What era is it now? The immortals and gods wish they could have something that can borrow their special powers in batches, so that low-level practitioners can quickly form combat effectiveness."

"Engraving was promoted under such circumstances. Its main purpose is to reproduce some life-saving gadgets that the powerful people would customize in batches for their disciples. You can think of it as the jade slips that seal a move or something in online novels."

"It's just that the inscription can be reused and can provide some amplification for the extraordinary people almost permanently. The extraordinary people can rely on the mythical inscription to borrow the abilities of some top immortals and gods. It's a thing with only benefits and no harm."

"At worst, think about the difference in power between real immortals and us. If they really had some bad intentions, they would have left Blue Planet alone and we would have been wiped out decades ago. How could they have the time to grieve over your past?"

"Okay, okay, I read too many books, and I unconsciously became a bit too conspiratorial."

Lu Wenwu stroked the angry kitten's fur with an apologetic expression and smiled awkwardly.

"Come to think of it, how come you know so much about engraving? You also got a mythical level one?"

"Nonsense, this kind of thing that can directly increase combat power and has a very high cost performance, don't you want that impure idiot?"

The extremely cute body shows the complete opposite of extremely low quality.

Moreover, this cute furry little kitty glared at its owner with contempt, which made the owner, who was about to say something, swallow the second half of the sentence back into his stomach.

"One of the Four Spirits of Heaven, the God of War, the God of Martial Arts, and the White Tiger Lord of the West."

In Lu Wenwu’s heart, Xiaobao’s voice of disgust rang out.

"I beg you, can you please use your super-powerful soul power? Don't tell anyone anything. Learn some secret techniques like soul transmission. I really doubt that your soul is made of muscles."

"Although, my soul is really made up of muscles. Aba Aba Aba," Lu Wenwu replied in his heart with grievance.

You are right, but the rough men who have cultivated our "Body Refining Technique to Conquer People with Virtue" are just like this.

Where does my soul in the traditional sense come from?

My muscles are my soul!
I go to the underworld in my physical body, okay!

I'm really sorry to disappoint you.

Xiaobao: ???
No, man!
I just said something sarcastic, but you really did?

What the hell!

Lu Wenwu's answer left Xiaobao silent.

He didn't even notice that his own shit scooper had learned telepathy without any instruction in an instant.

Although he didn't know what the man and the cat were secretly talking about, the experienced Kazan still keenly observed that there was something wrong with the expressions of Lu Wenwu and Xiaobao.

He pretended not to know and started to change the subject, bringing up another matter: "Come to think of it, nephew, you probably don't know that there is an adaptation pre-preparation before the mythical engraving can be carried out, right?"

"adaptation?"

Lu Wenwu was stunned and his attention was immediately drawn.

"Is it like blood typing? It's not like I can have whatever I want?"

"Of course not."

Kazan said with a smile.

"After all, it involves the power of immortals and gods, so there will be a problem of compatibility between the bearer and the bearer. Only when the inclinations match and the compatibility is high can a stronger power be exerted. If the compatibility is low, forcibly engraving will be counterproductive."

"Generally speaking, if you are looking for an engraving master who you are not familiar with to do business with, those who have a conscience will collect your information and use some of their abilities to choose a relatively compatible one for you."

"If someone has no conscience, they will just use a makeshift universal inscription to deal with the problem. Anyway, it does work, but the effect is not good. The customer will suffer a loss and cannot say anything."

"If they are the kind of people who work in the shadows and do private work, they may even use the opportunity of engraving to rob other thieves, or leave some tricks to rob other thieves in the future, so you must find a reliable person for such a private matter."

"Don't worry about the person your uncle found for you. He is absolutely reliable. In fact, this old friend of mine is from the same race as you. He is not only a Blue Star human, but also a Shenzhou person."

"At that time, he will show you the engraving patterns he has mastered, and let you feel them one by one. We will choose the one you think is most suitable for you to maximize the effect."

"Thank you so much, uncle." Lu Wenwu nodded politely, "If you hadn't told me, I wouldn't have known there were so many tricks here!"

"Haha. As I should."

Listening to the conversation between the old man and the young, Xiaobao, who was originally speechless, could not help but secretly use the Hyuga clan's unique skills.

The kitten's tiny body is filled with great sorrow.

It couldn't help but complain in its heart again, thinking that its brain must have been kicked by a dog, otherwise why would it find such a stupid poop scooper!
This is so stupid! It's embarrassing!

After all,
There are only two engraving masters on Blue Star who are capable of producing mythical-level works, and they are from Shenzhou.

Is it that old bald donkey who talks nonsense?
No, the old bald donkey is dead.

Is that the old man who has a close relationship with the old man but is always stuck at the last step and can't take it forward?

I don’t want to see this damn old ghost!

Xiao Bao suddenly thought of a possibility. His tail twitched impatiently and he became increasingly annoyed.

It shouldn’t be that necessary. Didn’t that old bald donkey die in front of me a long time ago?
But Lao Niu Bizi is such a traditional and old-fashioned old man that he even dislikes himself. He always says that "those who are not of my race must have different hearts". It is impossible for him to be friends with the Lord of the Abyss.

Who could that be? Is there some powerful person from China that he doesn’t know?
While Xiaobao was lost in thought, they had already arrived at their destination.

It is a side hall in the main palace.

When the door of the temple was opened, a fragrant aroma of soil and plants emanated from inside, which was incompatible with the sulfur smell that was everywhere on the 728th floor.

It was not until he entered completely that Lu Wenwu discovered that there was a large lawn in this side hall.

In the very center of the lawn, there is a Bodhi tree. An old monk in a gray monk's robe sits with his back to the gate, beating a wooden fish rhythmically in his hands, which makes a crisp "knock knock knock" sound.

Accompanied by the low sound of chanting, this small side hall became like a pure land in the abyss.

The moment Xiaobao in Lu Wenwu's arms saw the gray-robed monk, the originally soft hair on his tail suddenly exploded and the expression on his face suddenly became extremely angry.

"Siha!!!"

(End of this chapter)