My Years in the Folklore World

Chapter 513 Yin Yang Village

"As a god born and raised by nature in the secular world, Feng Bo has the ability to control wind and air. He has never liked to rely on external forces. He believes that only when you are strong yourself can you be truly strong. If you rely on external forces, you will eventually be controlled by others."

"So apart from a few auxiliary magic tools, there is nothing else in my hand. However, in order to thank you for sending it back to its roots, Feng Bo has left you all his insights into the art of controlling the wind, hoping that it will be helpful to your practice."

"This volume of 'The Record of Controlling the Wind' is the essence of Feng Bo's lifelong practice. It not only contains the secrets of controlling the wind and the air, but also the ways to control the changes of the six airs, namely yin, yang, wind, rain, darkness and brightness. It is said that if one can practice this art to the extreme, one can comprehend the principles of nature, the birth and death of the universe."

"Do you want to practice this technique?"

"You have triggered the Tathagata's talent."

"You discovered that this technique is inextricably linked to the Wind Scythe Secret Technique you practiced. The Wind Scythe Secret Technique seems to be a simplified version of this technique, with less than one-tenth of its power. It only involves some superficial entry methods and is far from glimpsing the essence of this technique."

"If you practice this book, the Wind Control Record will also transform the Wind Scythe Secret Technique in your body, but it will not leave any hidden dangers, and you don't have to worry about being possessed by others."

"Once great worldly gods like Feng Bo and Yu Shi, who were born and raised by the earth, fall and die, their souls will be scattered and return to heaven and earth. It will not be until countless years later that they will be born again from nothingness. But by that time, they will be a brand new life, with no connection to their previous selves, and no memory will be retained at all."

When Jiang Xinghuo saw this, he finally understood in his heart that the god of emotion is not the only one in the world, and his status is similar to that of the lord of the secular world. When an old one dies, a new one will be born.

Then the Fengbo he buried might not be the first Wind God. Who knows how many times this title has changed hands.

But no matter what, this book of Yufenglu is a real skill book. At the same time, Tathagata Zang has already read it and found no problems. There is no need to worry about being possessed by another person or other hidden tricks.

Jiang Xinghuo has already discussed the matter of worldly beacons with the Public Opinion Research Bureau, and has also explained to the Bureau the hidden dangers of various legal forces.

However, he underestimated the methods of the Poll Bureau. With the power of the state apparatus behind them, the Poll Bureau's understanding and research of the secular world far exceeded his imagination.

According to Jiang Miaozhen's gossip, many of the relics left behind by the old secular civilization have been mined by the Public Opinion Survey Bureau. Even most of the laboratories left behind at the end of the last civilization have been found and are currently being tested.

When the researchers' experiments are successful, the research results will be open to players. Of course, this is definitely subject to certain conditions, and it cannot be opened to players for free. It is just that it is still unknown now.

While Jiang Xinghuo was thinking about these things in his mind, he clicked on the text and chose to learn Yufenglu.

"You have used the Wind Control Record."

"Please wait……"

"You have successfully mastered the Wind Control Record."

The moment the game text flashed by, Jiang Xinghuo felt a buzzing in his mind, and countless secrets poured into his brain and merged with his memory.

At the same time, the secret technique of the wind sickle began to operate automatically in the body, and gradually transformed into the Record of Controlling the Wind. A howling gale also blew up in the room, forming a cyclone vortex visible to the naked eye with Jiang Xinghuo as the center point. However, the environment inside the room was not damaged at all, as if all the power was restrained by Jiang Xinghuo in his body.

Even the acupuncture points on his body began to sparkle. Black and White Impermanence, Ox-Headed Horse-Faced Demon, Dragon-Swallowing Silver Mother, Hanba Diting, and the little dragon man…

All kinds of phantom images of monsters and demons kept appearing behind him, as if they were trying to merge completely with Jiang Xinghuo, or as if they were trying to fight against the terrifying wind vortex.

In this way, after about half an hour, the wind in the room gradually disappeared, and finally turned into a green light talisman, which disappeared into the center of Jiang Xinghuo's eyebrows.

"It's done!"

Jiang Xinghuo opened his eyes, and a hint of green light flashed in his eyes. The magic power of the Wind Scythe Secret Art in his body has now been completely transformed into the Wind Control Record. There are also many related memories in his mind, all of which are methods and tricks on how to control wind and air, which are much more sophisticated than the Wind Scythe Secret Art.

Taking the art of invisibility as an example, the Wind Scythe Secret Art is to hide one's body in the wind, but the Wind Control Record is to merge oneself into the wind, so that oneself and the wind are integrated and indistinguishable from each other. Then other people naturally cannot see it, and in this state, one will not be bothered by external matter.

In other words, as long as the wind can enter, he can enter it at will after blending his body into the wind.
In addition, Yufenglu has many other wonderful uses that cannot be explained in a few words.

Jiang Xinghuo was overjoyed to receive such a reward, and the body of Feng Bo buried underground was also spared from being torn to pieces.

The only thing that made Jiang Xinghuo feel strange was that the Yufenglu was not divided into different qualities, and he didn't know what level of skills and spells it was. According to Jiang Xinghuo's speculation, it might be above rare quality, but should not be as good as the mythical level skills.

These are all trivial and insignificant things.

Jiang Xinghuo didn't take it too seriously. No matter whether the cat is black or white, a cat that can catch mice is a good cat. The same goes for magic skills. No matter how high the quality is, it is useless if you can't use it. The best thing is to be able to use it.

"Now that you have buried Feng Bo's body, what are your plans next?"

"Do you plan to stay in Fengbo's dojo for one night and leave when the sun comes out tomorrow morning? Or do you plan to leave Fengbo's dojo under the cover of night and go to other places?"

"The origin of this Wuyin Mountain is mysterious. Unlike other places, the mountain is full of spiritual energy and is haunted by many ghosts and evil spirits. In particular, Master Yin Yang is proficient in the knowledge of hundreds of schools, and is especially good at exorcising and catching ghosts. In order to train his disciples, he captured many sneaky and evil creatures and raised them on this misty mountain in order to cultivate the courage and magic of his disciples."

"But ever since Master Yin Yang disappeared and Yin Yang Village fell into ruin and desolation, those sneaky ghosts on the mountain no longer have any natural enemies and roam around everywhere on the mountain. Among them are some powerful ghosts, gods, and monsters."

"Those demons are afraid to enter Fengbo's Dojo because of the formation outside. But if you want to leave Fengbo's Dojo, they won't have this taboo. When you went up the mountain just now, you attracted their attention. Now they are waiting for you outside. Do you want to leave?"

The game gives two options, stay or leave.

Jiang Xinghuo thought for a moment and decided to try to leave first to see what changes would happen later.

"You chose to leave Feng Bo Dojo."

"You think you are strong enough to roam the secular world. There is no place in the world that can stop you, not even the small Wuyin Mountain."

"You walked out of Fengbo's dojo with your head held high. The demons and evil spirits in the darkness immediately flew towards you with strange cries."

"Back then, in order to prevent these demons from leaving Wuyin Mountain and harming the innocent people living below the mountain, Lord Yin and Yang set up restrictions around Wuyin Mountain, specifically targeting the demons and evil spirits on the mountain. As a result, they have been trapped here for countless years, unable to get fresh blood or leave Wuyin Mountain, and have become lonely ghosts."

"Now that they have finally met a foreigner like you, they will naturally not let go of the fresh food that is in their mouths."

"You watched these demons rushing towards you. Just as you were about to fight back, you suddenly felt dizzy and weak. When you looked up again, the demons were already close to you..."

"You were eaten by many evil spirits and died..."

"You are dead." "Do you want to activate the scapegoat's effect?"

"Be careful, Fengbo Dojo has various restrictions left by Fengbo. Your scapegoat has been affected and its usage times are halved. It will automatically recover after you leave."

"Current remaining times: 3/3."

Jiang Xinghuo frowned slightly. He didn't expect that the scapegoat was also affected and only had three chances to resurrect. It seemed that he had to be careful.

"You activated the talent effect of the scapegoat and opened your eyes again in Feng Bo's Dojo."

"Although you are alive again, you feel a little weak. What are you going to do next?"

"Are you going to try to leave Feng Bo Dojo again?"

The scapegoat still has two chances to be resurrected, so Jiang Xinghuo decides to try again to see what the situation is outside.

"You choose to try to leave the dojo again"

"You walked out of the dojo..."

"..."

"..."

"You are dead."

Looking at the bright red death notice, Jiang Xinghuo scratched his head, thinking that it was really weird. He died again without knowing why. The way he died was the same as last time. He felt dizzy as soon as he came out, and then was eaten by the evil spirit.

Afterwards, Jiang Xinghuo tried twice more, but the result was no different. He just walked a little further, but he still couldn't escape death.

Soon, the number of times for the scapegoat was used up.

"You used the effect of the scapegoat to try to leave several times, but each time you ended up dying. The feedback from death also made you feel more and more exhausted, so you'd better find a place to rest first."

"Moreover, the strong discomfort coming from your internal organs also makes you feel a long-lost fatigue and uneasiness."

"If you die a few more times out of exhaustion, you might fall into a long sleep, and it might take a long time before you wake up."

The appearance of this line of text shocked Jiang Xinghuo's heart, not only because of the content of the text, but mainly because this line of text information used a bright and dazzling blood-red warning color. The text flashed, which made people feel a little creepy just by looking at it.

Jiang Xinghuo noticed the text prompt, which said that if he continued to die a few more times, he would most likely fall into a long sleep. If this was said bluntly, he felt that it might mean a temporary ban on the account.

Jiang Xinghuo didn't dare to gamble. If this was true, his loss would be too great.

No one knows how long the ban will last. If it's just three or two days, it won't matter. But if it's three or two months, then his game exploration progress will be put on hold, and he will miss a lot of plots that start at a specific time.

Therefore, no matter from which perspective you think about it, continuing to repeatedly resurrect the dead is not a wise choice.

Jiang Xinghuo looked up at the time again. It was already late, so he went to bed first and could deal with anything else tomorrow.

Thinking of this, Jiang Xinghuo suddenly felt relieved and chose to log off the game and go to sleep! !
The next day is dawn.

After Jiang Xinghuo got up and packed up in the morning, he opened the game and logged in to take a look. The game character had recovered and he could leave Fengbo Dojo and continue to advance the plot.

"You open your eyes, and the warm sunshine shines on you. The secular world has ushered in another beautiful day. Although chaos and turmoil are the eternal and unchanging tone of the secular world, you can find some fun in chaos and turmoil."

"After a night of rest and recuperation, you had a good sleep and felt full of energy and spirit. Your body has also returned to its peak condition. Adventurer from the Land of Exile, are you going to set out on your adventure again?"

Jiang Xinghuo chose yes. So many people died in various ways last night, they couldn’t continue to die during the day, right?

"You have left Feng Bo's Dojo again, but unlike last night, there are no demons outside the dojo. What are you going to do next?"

"Do you choose to leave Wuyin Mountain immediately and come back to explore after your strength improves?"

"Or should we just go all the way and explore Yin Yang Village while it's relatively safe during the day?"

Jiang Xinghuo naturally chose the latter.

His main purpose for coming here was Yin Yang Village, and Feng Bo's Dojo was just a side trip.

Anyway, a new day has begun and the scapegoat can continue to be used.

"You have come to the fork in the road where you went up the mountain. The path on the left leads to Feng Bo's Dojo, and the path on the right leads to Yin Yang Village, which was built by Yin Yang Master. Do you want to go to Yin Yang Village immediately?"

"If you regret it now, you still have a chance to turn back. Once you actually enter Yin Yang Village, it will be too late even if you want to turn back."

Jiang Xinghuo chose to continue without hesitation.

By now.

It would be boring if he kept nagging. The game text obviously didn't want him to go, but he insisted on going against the game text. The more it didn't want him to go, the more he wanted to go.

"You walked along the path on the right. After walking for about half an hour, a dilapidated village with a gloomy atmosphere appeared before your eyes, with a dusty shrine next to it."

"You have lit up the shrine of Yin Yang Village."

call! !

The resurrection point is finally open. You don't have to worry about running around the map again. Even if the scapegoat is used up, you can still be resurrected next to the shrine by eating dog food.

(End of this chapter)