Two or three things in the copy

Chapter 322 Weird Tales ([-])

"It's strange, why the copy target is still displayed as 0, am I not the one who has experienced three weird things?"

Wu Mingkong looked at the target column of the dungeon with some doubts. The first time was the painted skin demon and the evil ogre, the second time was the little white fox rescuing Luo Qiu from the Black Mountain Ghost King, and the subsequent visit to the Heishan Ghost Domain, The third time was to catch Grandma Fox on Nanqi Mountain.

But so far, Wu Mingkong's dungeon target experienced ten weird things is still 0/10, which shows that these three times are not the weird things that need to be experienced in the dungeon target at all.

Wu Mingkong didn't think about it carefully either, if he couldn't finish it, he couldn't finish it, and if he couldn't finish the dungeon research, he changed to a random dungeon, and threw the dungeon away.

It's not that you can only open a random copy, anyway, the random copy is not consumed, so he won't get entangled in a deadlock.

Wu Mingkong was now concentrating on dissecting Grandma Fox, and he discovered an extremely strange thing.

Grandma Fox is also the same as the Black Mountain Ghost King. Whether the soul turns into a ghost or the monster activates the spiritual wisdom, the principle of this process is still unclear, as if it is an extremely idealistic thing.

Even the opening of the demon mansion is the same, the state is the same as that of the Black Mountain Ghost King opening the underworld, with a feeling in the heart, it was opened, without any causal frontier.

What surprised Wu Mingkong even more was that there was no luck in this world.

In other words, each species has infinite possibilities. As for the will of the world, Wu Mingkong has not discovered it, or even found it.

It's as if there is no such thing at all, rather than the situation where the will of the world in the previous copy was beaten to death by the will of humanity.

This dungeon is full of many idealistic things. He is like this no matter how the situation changes. He wants to go deep into the principle but has no reason to explain at all. He is just so confused.

Compared with the chanting practice of human cultivators, the practice of ghosts and monsters is somewhat polarized. One is to find all kinds of blood to supplement oneself, and the other is to worship the moon.

That's right, it's just pure moon worship, without any other assistance.

The blood-eating ghosts and monsters enter the country very quickly, even more powerful, but the spirit will become abnormal later on, and eventually they will go mad and die.

The ghosts and monsters who worship the moon are completely opposite. Not only are their cultivation speeds very slow, but their strength is not strong, but there is no problem with their spirit. There is only one problem. After being in the Yin domain, you will disappear.

After the disappearance of ghosts and monsters, friends also searched for them, but they couldn't be found at all, as if they had evaporated.

From the memories of Grandma Fox and the Black Mountain Ghost King, Wu Mingkong sorted out some common sense about these ghosts and monsters, and found that no matter which practice system they are in, they are all a big pit.

What makes Wu Mingkong even more helpless is that he still doesn't understand how they practice.

Even if ghosts and monsters eat blood to increase their strength, according to Wu Mingkong's observation of the feeding situation of Grandma Fox and the Black Mountain Ghost King, this is at most giving them two ounces of meat, and there is no such thing as transformation into cultivation.

But after Grandma Fox ate it, her strength increased.

It seems that this kind of thing has been written into the rules of the world in this dungeon. If you eat it, you should increase your cultivation base. Even if you can't, it will be born out of thin air for you.

"Although I don't know what human chanting practice is all about, but I guess it's as bad as this thing."

"However, worshiping the moon to practice, this may be a clue." Wu Mingkong always felt that energy cannot be born out of thin air. Even if he is granted royal power by heaven, he still needs to pay a price. Luck paid for it.

Wu Mingkong looked up at the moon, no matter how he looked at it, it was normal.

"Or is it actually nothing to do with the moon? It's purely just something to do with those ideals?"

No matter which visual system it is, the moon is normal.

But Wu Mingkong felt that there was something wrong with the normal moon.

Looking at the pale moonlight cast on the ground, Wu Mingkong tried to worship the moon with the moon worship method that Grandma Fox and the Black Mountain Ghost King remembered.

Although Grandma Fox and the Black Mountain Ghost King did not take the way of worshiping the moon, but the way of eating blood, there is still this way of worshiping the moon.

It's just that the two are slightly different.

Fortunately, the ceremony is mainly due to the difference in the time of worship. The time of worship for the Ghost King of Heishan is at twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, when the yin energy is the strongest.

Grandma Fox is during the period when the moon rises and sets. As for human practitioners, it seems that they don’t worship the moon, but from Luo Qiu’s memory, Wu Mingkong also learned that there is a relatively good time for chanting, that is, The sun rises and the moon sets, but it's not called worshiping the moon, but the purple energy.

All three are inseparable from the moon.

Wu Mingkong was muttering words, holding a strange thing like Ruyi in his hand, and he was like a great dancer.

At this time period, it is the stage of moon rise and sunset, and Wu Mingkong is trying to worship the moon by imitating the method of worshiping the moon in Grandma Fox's memory.

"Looking at the moon, looking at the sunset is incomprehensible."

Wu Ming Kong read out a large paragraph of sacrificial text in an awkward and weird language. Fortunately, his body structure can be changed by himself, otherwise it would be impossible to read such a large paragraph of words.

Wu Mingkong even suspected that these words were the exclusive language of monsters, and normal people would not be able to read this sacrificial text at all. Even if they tried to read it with similar pronunciation, the meaning would be different.

When it was almost midnight, Wu Mingkong held this ceremony several times, but it still had no effect. In the end, he could only give up the moon worship ceremony of Grandma Fox and use the moon worship ceremony of the Black Mountain Ghost King instead.

"Xian Ah, Yue Yu, counting the degrees"

The Moon Worship Ceremony of the Ghost King of Heishan is even more awkward. This language cannot be read at all. The tone of this language is achieved by the vibrations generated by stirring the air with the spirit, and Wu Mingkong still cannot use the impermanence of flesh and blood to modulate the corresponding structure. Come.

And different from Grandma Fox's dancing god, the Black Mountain Ghost King's moon worship ceremony is simpler, as long as he spreads his arms to bathe his whole body in the moonlight, he looks like a psychopath.

He recited the sacrificial text repeatedly, but the result was still the same as the previous moon worship ceremony, and it had no effect at all.

But Wu Mingkong didn't intend to give up, he didn't still have the purple energy of the human cultivators when the sun rises and the moon sets.

And this is almost the same as the Moon Worship Ceremony between the Ghost King of Heishan and Grandma Fox, only the content and language of the reading are different, but Wu Mingkong still wants to try it, anyway, he has already tried two, and this one is not bad .

(End of this chapter)