Two or three things in the copy

Chapter 9 Deeply on the Tao

A few days later, Wu Mingkong finally got a thorough understanding of the three carts of medical books sent by He Ying, and after He Ying left, many people also came to give gifts, most of them were medicinal materials, and a small part were medical books.

They were all those princes fighting for the dragon. These princes didn't want to win Wu Mingkong over, but wanted Wu Mingkong to remain neutral and not be won over by the prince, so as not to become the prince's help.

Of course Wu Mingkong left the things with a smile, and then told them to leave.

After inquiring about those who were driven away, everyone was treated this way, including the prince and grand teacher He Ying, so they felt relieved.

Afterwards, Wu Mingkong's Prince Qin's Mansion returned to its humble appearance, which made Wu Mingkong feel a lot better.

"It's finally finished." Wu Mingkong looked at a small bowl of liquid that looked like colorless and odorless white water in front of him, and heaved a sigh of relief.

This is a toxin extracted from a strange venomous snake called the black snake. This toxin is not lethal, but it can cause strong muscle paralysis, which can make people paralyzed and unable to move in a short period of time.

Wu Mingkong also wanted to create a lethal poison, but the lethal poison's onset was too slow, and it would take at least 10 minutes to onset. It's better to break the surface and look for joint acupuncture points to cause immobilized muscle paralysis to the enemy It came really, so Wu Mingkong named the poison three steps.

Carefully coated the silver needles with three steps, and then put them in a special waist bag to ensure that he could take out the silver needles and throw them at the first time.

"Heizi, get ready, the dungeon is about to open." Wu Mingkong reminded Heizi who was squatting in the corner.

"Woof, woof." Heizi understood as always.

"Choose a dungeon, use the keyword: balanced development." Wu Mingkong used 1 dungeon point, the keyword is balanced development, or the original sentence, how much water a bucket can hold depends on the shortest piece of wood.

【Keywords used: balanced development】

[Building a copy...]

【Copy construction completed】

Copy: Deep Prison

Difficulty: Not selected
Goal: Kill the madman

Reward: 1 dungeon points
"Changed again? Enter the instance." On the system panel this time, the difficulty column was not selected.

[Please select the difficulty of the instance: Easy, Normal, Difficult, Nightmare, Deathmatch]

"Isn't it extremely simple? It seems that this first dungeon is indeed a novice dungeon, so choose the deathmatch difficulty." Wu Mingkong directly chose the deathmatch difficulty. Anyway, he can be resurrected. What is he afraid of? Of course, it is for the highest level of deathmatch difficulty. went.

"You are here." An old voice sounded.

Wu Mingkong is now in a closed dungeon, but this dungeon does not look eerie, on the contrary, it is brightly lit.

And the one who spoke to him was naturally a slovenly old Taoist with a gray beard sitting cross-legged in the center.

He must be a madman.

"I'm here." Wu Mingkong also responded when he heard the crazy Taoist's words, thinking, could it be possible to communicate?

It was just Wu Mingkong's response, and the mad Taoist seemed to be stimulated, his originally peaceful mind quickly collapsed, and his turbid eyes overflowed with murderous intent: "You dare to come too."

The mad Taoist jumped up, drew a soft sword from his waist, and aimed at Wu Mingkong's vitals.

The current Wu Mingkong is no longer the previous Wu Mingkong, his current physical fitness can beat the two previous selves.

If you take out the silver needles in your waist pocket, let this lunatic see what it means to be beaten by society.

It's just this model, but he found nothing, and looked down, but at this time the clothes on his body were no longer his own.

Then Wu Mingkong's eyes went dark, and a big head flew up.

Wu Mingkong was decapitated by a sword blow from a mad Taoist.

"You came."

When Wu Mingkong hadn't recovered from the severe pain, he only heard an old voice.

"I didn't quit?" Wu Mingkong was distracted for a while, and it was still the crazy Taoist who was sitting cross-legged in the middle of the dungeon.

"Why, could it be that you look down on the old Taoist?" While speaking, the crazy old Taoist spread his wings, his arms spread out, and his body turned across the air. He moved in front of Wu Mingkong in an instant, and suddenly struck out his palms like a raging wave.

Wu Mingkong's eyes froze: "This time, I don't need a sword."

One bent down to avoid the mad man's palm on his chest, and then slammed forward, knocking the mad man staggeringly.

"Heizi, come on." Wu Mingkong roared, and the madman fell backwards. At this time, his center of gravity was unstable. If Heizi rushed directly to the throat, he would definitely be killed immediately.

It's just that the imaginary roar of the dog didn't appear. Instead, Wu Mingkong lost the opportunity to take advantage of the victory because of this roar. The head is just a palm down.

Then Wu Mingkong's eyes went dark again, this time he died without pain, and his brain was directly shattered.

"You're here." The mad Taoist's old voice sounded again.

Wu Mingkong also discovered something was wrong this time, the death-match dungeon cannot exit after death, and the real things cannot be brought in, and the body may not even be his own.

And Heizi didn't come in with him, but he seemed to be able to be summoned again, just because he was afraid that this crazy Taoist would not give him the time to summon.

"Who are you?" Wu Mingkong asked calmly while summoning Heizi.

I pretended to be smart and said that if I came, I would be beheaded with a sword, and if I didn't answer, I would be beaten to death with a palm. If I say this, the way I answer may also affect the performance of the madman.

"You put me in this deep prison to talk about Taoism, and you don't know who I am." The crazy Taoist looked fierce, got up and stepped out, only to see nine afterimages left, and kicked out.

Wu Mingkong was still calling Heizi at this time, so he didn't have time to react. He just felt the strong wind whistling in his ears, and then his brain roared.

He was kicked flying by this leg, rolled several times on the ground, and finally hit the wall of the dungeon, and then stopped.

Then the crazy Taoist came to Wu Mingkong in an instant, kicked down on his head, and then Wu Mingkong's eyes went dark again.

Amidst the familiar old voice of "You are here", Wu Mingkong regained consciousness.

"Heizi cannot be summoned. There is no time to react when summoning Heizi, and he will be killed in one move." Wu Mingkong made a decisive decision, ready to strike first.

With a flash of Wu Mingkong's body, his whole body was like a stringed sword, he raised his fist, ready to punch the crazy Taoist with eight punches.

"Hmph, despicable and shameless." The madman threw out a throwing knife, and then Wu Mingkong's eyes went dark again.

(End of this chapter)