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Chapter 19 I Love You, Mommy Meng

"The only destiny."

Wu Lang's eyes gleamed.

There are two of them!!

This was truly the first time he had seen such a legendary thing.

Some of the fates of common people are extremely rare, and some mutated fates that are difficult to appear in hundreds of millions of years are called unique.

I actually got these two gadgets!

These two have rubbish fates. Although they are the only ones, no one wants them. The side effects are more miserable than the rotten peach blossoms of apprentices, so they can naturally get them.

[Young Soul] At first glance, it looks like an indescribable diseased soul cancer cell, which is a bit scary, but when it is used as a core consciousness driver, it is not too violent.

[Amnesia] is even more suicidal, but it is perfect to use it as a memory stick for auxiliary purposes. Although it is a bit wasteful and overkill, it cannot bear the wealth.

"Profit with blood, earn with blood!!"

Wu Lang was delighted.

He knew it was a windfall.

The third [telepathy], this purple destiny is not weak.

It can carry out ultra-long-distance communication, but it is displayed here because the disciples of the Huangquan Sect do not need this thing. They all have the Huangquan Order, and they can communicate with other people in the sect through their real names. This effect is repeated.

It was ignored and left here to gather dust, so I could get the best in this category.

The remaining two [Weak Mental Power Recovery] and [Array Specialization] are relatively popular fortune-tellings. They can't be found on the third floor. You can only get two green ones on the second floor.

But it doesn't matter.

Fate can be improved.

Those players back then all had green fortunes, which were much lower than my starting point.

"The most important and popular fortune-telling type, there is only one white [accountant] left." Wu Lang thought, showing a trace of regret.

It's a fly in the ointment.

You, the white one, are holding back your other five brothers.

This fortune-telling formula is the core.

In the past, most players were unable to make the most powerful basic destiny wheel "Tiangong Creation" because they lacked this thing. This is an extremely rare and extremely popular top-grade destiny.

Whether in battle or practicing Kung Fu, the terrifying blessing of computing power will give a person a qualitative improvement, and it is normal to be popular.

"I thought that in the ancient Huangquan Sect, there had to be green even if there was no purple. Who knew that I only found one after finding the first floor."

Wu Lang was very calm, flipping through a white book, "But it's good to have a white one. Anyway, if you work hard and invest in resources, you can improve."

Even though it is useless to have a white destiny, this thing is so rare that even the direct disciples may not be able to get the low-level white one.

The famous Tiger Balm.

No matter what your destiny is, it can be perfectly matched and improved.

It is estimated that after the sect was destroyed and no one was trying to rob it, Po Meng accidentally cut a "kidney" from a wandering soul on the Huangquan Road, and it was her turn.

"good."

Wu Lang took a deep breath.

Suddenly, an old voice came from the void: "Have you chosen? You can leave it to me for fusion. I am the master of weapon refining."

"I plan to return to the Seventh Peak and slowly study it myself." Wu Lang cupped his fists and said.

Po Meng was silent for a few seconds.

After a while, the voice came again: "You can do whatever you want. I will give you the basic weapon refining books. If you can't study it thoroughly, you can come back to me."

Wu Lang breathed a sigh of relief.

But he does plan to go back to the mountain and refine and fuse it himself.

This is not the natal magic weapon of other disciples. It can be made into a knife or sword to increase combat and be used as a natal growth weapon.

And I don't have a sword or other combat-type destiny as the core, so naturally I can't refine it into a weapon.

This "Tiangong creation" is a science of precision refining. Just like building a human brain, it carves precision circuit boards, manufactures circuits, and inlays "graphics cards," "memory," "batteries," and "peripherals" on the circuits.

On the board, it is not a random assembly.

This is a magic weapon for refining array patterns... When these things are constructed one by one, the complexity is no less than the blueprints of a super-precision machine.

Naturally, Wu Lang didn't remember this drawing.

It is thirty-seven pages long and densely packed.

At that time, it was said that it was comparable to the production of atomic bombs. Players in later generations were all responsible for the help and guidance of dedicated array mappers, which shows that they are big-headed.

But Wu Lang doesn’t remember, [Amnesia] remembers!

Wu Lang was going to go back to the mountain, pretend to have amnesia, recall the design drawings he had read on the forum, and construct the natal magic weapon.

"Amnesia is a very terrifying ability."

Wu Lang took a deep breath.

I can’t remember much of the contents of the diary. At that time, players were engaged in various discussions on the forum, chattering every day, and all kinds of information leaked out unconsciously.

If you recall every sentence and word they said in the forum and summarize the information, it will definitely be another amazing treasure!

"Very good, everything goes according to plan."

Wu Lang's expression turned cold, he put away his things and planned to leave the Reincarnation Hall.

Make a fortune silently!

Wu Lang walked to the door, and suddenly there was another voice in his ears.

"But boy, you have bad eyesight and missed some things." Po Meng suddenly said calmly: "Look again."

Wu Lang was stunned and couldn't help but walk around on the third floor.

As he walked, he made a surprising discovery. On the bookshelf at the back, among a pile of purple books, there was a book with golden light.

Wu Lang pulled away and took a look.

Good guy.

[Taoyan Qiankun] (Orange): Extremely powerful in calculating the world, what was left after the death of Xu Qian, the contemporary leader of the Taoyan Sect, contains his true spirit and natal magical power.

Wu Lang was ecstatic on the spot.

This is not wearing small shoes, this is secretly turning on a small stove.

I love you so much, Po Meng, and I like your fair character. Seeing that I was embarrassed by having a white life [accountant], you secretly went upstairs and brought me an orange one. You are worthy of being called a menopausal old witch!

Tao Yan Qian Kun, calculation type!

Who is Doyeonzong?

People in the world say that in this hidden sect, in the world of immortality, everyone is a terrifying existence who can count Bitcoins orally and mine mines with their mouths!

Wu Lang's expression remained calm, and he bowed to the void, "Thank you, Senior Po Meng, for reminding me."

"Go ahead."

"You have ordinary qualifications. Only by taking his true spirit, having a clear mind, and inheriting the original soul Taoism of his hard training, can you stand shoulder to shoulder with other disciples."

"But don't show it. The characteristics are very obvious. The Daoyan Sect is not easy to mess with. Their contemporary sect leader died here. Once they know that you are carrying their sect leader's true spirit when you go out, it will be very easy to kill you."

"Yes!" Wu Lang felt that he had some evil intentions. He was forcing himself onto a pirate ship, but he didn't want to refuse this benefit at all.

He picked up six books and walked out of the hall directly.

...

outside world.

Xing Hanhan is still waiting with his good disciple.

"He is dead. It is partly the reason why I hurt him." Xing Hanhan smiled bitterly. She knew best who Senior Po Meng was.

It is estimated that the first level will be opened, and everyone will have a white fate.

Even the better white fortunes were secretly hidden. Po Meng did such a stingy thing and offended her, even the white rubbish ones had to hide the good ones.

The cold girl next to her also looked at the direction of the Six Paths of Reincarnation with a hint of silence and curiosity.

"He is so miserable. Why does Senior Po Meng need to be a human being? His upright character is simply... a nightmare!" Xing Hanhan was still nagging, but he saw only one person walking out.

He is the new junior brother of the acting peak master of the Seventh Peak.

He didn't even refine the magic weapon of his own destiny, but walked out with six original destiny patterns and six destiny books.

"Oh my God! He's even worse! Senior Po Meng only let him choose the materials and didn't even help him refine the magic weapon!" She was buzzing in her heart.

But wait until you get closer.

"Hmm!??"

She opened her mouth, but couldn't say a word.

Xing Hanhan was stunned. When she saw the shining purple and orange colors of the books, her eyes were blinded by the rich charm, and her face turned red for a moment.

Po Meng, why did this old witch change her gender?


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