In a daze, Liang De's martial arts souls scattered everywhere merged into one.
His soul condensed into a ray of light, and he crossed the sea along the channel that belonged to him alone, and came to the self-realm that was like a city street.
The streets are as deserted as the thoughts.
The Gray Coffee Municipal Guard II vending machine stood quietly on the corner of the street. The two aisles in front of the vending machine were filled with Americano coffee and menthol cigarettes, but otherwise they were empty.
The inscribed inscriptions on the left and right sides of the coin slot are flowing with light, indicating that the Extraordinary Characteristic Extraction System can be activated at any time.
"Mysterious difficulties can save evil, and it is useless to seek help from gods and Buddhas."
"If krypton doesn't change your destiny, all your money will be in vain if it's gone."
Liang Demo read it again, and his feelings in his heart were completely different from the first time he saw these two lines of inscriptions.
At first, he only thought that these two sentences were jokes extracted from life information when his own supernatural power was taking shape, and used to ridicule and admonish the majority of African players, including himself.
At this moment, Liang De suddenly realized that there was nothing wrong with the majority of players and friends.
The land of Africa is quiet and peaceful, and the uncontrollable hands of the krypton gold chiefs are growing and growing. When they are happy, they will sing and dance, dreaming of breaking away from Africa and entering Europe. Whatever they want in the dream will be what they want, and whoever is happy will be who they are.
, the seventy-two Herrschers of Thunder lined up in the Tiangang Beidou Formation, slowly rotating around the happy chief, oooooooooooooo, what a joy it is!
After the krypton gold is gone, it doesn’t matter whether you ship or not. What matters is enjoying the expectations and fantasies brought about by this process. Although the thickness of your wallet has decreased, the thickness of your life has increased. How can you say it is useless and empty?
There is only one unlucky person mentioned in these two sentences, and that is himself.
Since time travel, I have seen a lot of powerful beings like gods and Buddhas, so what’s the use?
Earn crystal clusters, accumulate crystal clusters, flower crystal clusters, flow in and out, what do you get?
Just like this time, after spending tens of thousands, I only got a few guesses that may not be helpful.
It's no use this, it's no use that, even... I'm not the freest creature on both sides of the sea.
Liang De lowered his head and smoked a cigarette and did three eight-beat chest expansion exercises in front of the vending machine. Only then did the depression in his heart come out and turned into a self-deprecating smile.
If you have a black face, just be black. Black lives matter. There is always a way.
He reached out and pressed the coin slot of the vending machine, activating his natural magical power of "reflection photography".
Although I don’t know what Brother Mo Feisheng means when he says “I’ll help you see your sincerity”, but since you’ve sorted out my soul memory and given me the Divine Realm, there’s a good chance that I’ll do it.
How can I test my sincerity by drawing one? Will I draw something like an honest bean paste bun?
It's impossible. Brother Mo is only in the Red Tribulation realm, so it should be impossible for him to control my shipment rate.
Just smoke it first, and you will know after you smoke it.
Liang De's martial arts soul stood in the center of the supply management space, and the carousel of life began to spin. Those black and white pictures that were frozen in silence gradually became vivid and vivid. The memory continued to recede, and the carousel rotated faster and faster.
The martial arts soul operating at full strength slowly releases the inner energy filled with gray-black true nature. The dim revolving door of life continues to consume extraordinary power, and the consumption rate is several times higher than when smoking immortality coffee and suffocating cigarettes.
Because he has become stronger.
The higher the level, the greater the resistance.
When Liang De first entered the realm of Bai Kong, his natural magical power could only draw out some extraordinary characteristics that were not particularly powerful.
Judging from the scope of the realms on both sides of Kaihara Kukai, "Mortal Cultivation of Immortals" and "Suffocating Oxygen" do not bring extremely rare special effects.
Let’s just talk about the functions of defining sleep time and quickly replenishing energy. Looking around, there are countless food, medicine, and martial arts techniques that can do these two things.
Liang Deneng makes a profit by selling Mortal Cultivation Coffee, which is high quality, low price, safe, reliable, stable and high-yield. If you only look at the effectiveness of this cup of strong American coffee, it cannot be called a masterpiece.
Now Liang De has become a Jie Yuan practitioner who has condensed his true nature. His martial arts cultivation is much stronger than before. What his natural supernatural powers will draw out are extraordinary characteristics that match his own cultivation. Therefore, the resistance from the revolving door of life is far away.
More than ever.
Brother Mo Feisheng's help could only help him sort out his soul memory, and he could only rely on his own strength to turn the revolving door of life around. Liang De carefully controlled the consumption rate of his true nature and inner energy, and decisively used the random selection method.
His consciousness jumped suddenly and fell into the memory before the time travel.
Liang De had already expected this result. Based on Kukai's time, only about three months had passed since he crossed over. Most of the revolving door in his life were the soul information he left before crossing over. Once the airborne extraction method was used, most of it would
Will be parachuted into the memory before time travel.
It was a summer night.
A boy who looked like a high school student was wearing a red Bulls uniform, with the black "23" on his back facing the sign of the Northern War Zone General Hospital. He stood at the door of the hospital and thought about it, then trotted along the sidewalk, preparing to go to the north side of Wenhua Road.
Buy late night snacks.
Liang De in the supply management space thought about what year this was.
He was fifteen years old that year.
Xiao Shaoer didn't get first place in the final physical education exam. During the summer vacation, he was holding back his energy to practice the triple jump on the concrete floor, but accidentally broke his leg.
During that time, Comrade Liang Jianguo and Comrade Li Weihong had to work overtime, so they asked him to stay in bed with them in the hospital.
Xiao Shao'er fell badly and had scars from the steel nails on his legs. He was depressed all day long and asked Liang De to go out to buy food at night.
Later he found out that Xiao Shaoer always cried secretly when he went out, and would turn over the top half of the quilt to cover it up, fearing that he would see the traces left by his tears.
Silly girl.
Liang De watched the boy wearing jersey No. 23 turn the corner and run to the door of a Korean fried chicken restaurant.
There probably wasn't Korean fried chicken on the Cultural Road that year, but the boy in the memory picture had obviously been here many times.
He walked around to the back in a familiar manner and walked in. He first washed his face under the faucet in the small courtyard behind the store, rinsed his mouth, dried his face with the hem of his jersey, stretched out his hand to take a breath, and then walked to the fried chicken
In front of the girl with long, straight black hair and frowning eyebrows at the door of the store, I bought half a fried chicken and shamelessly asked her for several more packets of sweet and spicy sauce.
Have the memories of the past been completely merged together?
Just choose here.
Liang De stretched out his right hand towards the memory of the fried chicken restaurant and pressed it on the box of fried chicken casually.
His fingers went right through it.
There was no successful extraction, and there was no prompt that the target was illegal.
Liang De took back his right hand in shock and clicked on several items on the screen again.
Jerseys, lamps, wings, sweet and spicy sauce, fried rice cakes, thermal display cabinets... none of them can be chosen successfully.
This memory is like an illusory shadow, untouchable.
Until the extraordinary power that drove the revolving wheel of life ran out, Liang De failed to successfully select one thing in his memory.
He escaped the martial arts spirit from the Sexual Realm and returned to the ward of the First Affiliated Hospital of Genkai University.
Mo Feisheng had already left, and only a voice echoed in Liang De's ears.
"Your natural supernatural power is to extract information from your own life and sublimate it into something extraordinary.
Since you have found nothing, it means that your nature does not think that those overlapping things are your real life.
Zhao Gufeng will go to Baichuan Haiji to attend an academic conference in seven days. I have already told him that you go to him and use the Gangqi Spiritual Edge to remove the excess soul memories and let go of those things that do not belong to you."