Generally, this kind of setting is more expensive each time, the first time is 100, the second time is 200, the third time is 400, and so on.
And every time you refresh, there will be an option that looks more awesome than before, but is actually of no use. The purpose is to tell you-continue, don’t stop, the next refresh will be more beautiful.
He is familiar with this trick of using sunk costs and expectation induction to stimulate player consumption, and there is no way he will fall for it.
Gu Chi ignored the refresh button and looked at the three options in front of him.
First of all, it can be confirmed that this is an ancient fairy tale.
Many people have had the dream of wielding a sword to the end of the world. The main reason is that the skill of sword-wielding is really cool. The clouds are dancing at the fingertips, and the wind is holding the sword flowers. You can just go to that station without moving, and let the wind blow your arms.
With his blouse and black hair, he looks so handsome that his rivals will miss him.
What girl wouldn't be moved by the sight of such a fairy?
Gu Chi already had a sense of the picture in his mind, so he chose the third technique.
"Wiao Xianyin" - Xianxia version of the Lion's Roar Kung Fu.
There are two reasons for not choosing "Qi Condensation Art".
First, it cannot be used directly and must be paired with mental techniques. For this, he has to go to the Sword Sect, which is too troublesome.
Second, traveling in the world does not necessarily require a sword, a gun can also be used.
Judging from the background introduction, Beichuan is the realm of mortals, and the spiritual energy has just recovered. The force value should not be too high. The gun is easier to use than the sword, and it is accurate and fast within seven steps.
As for the question of whether he is handsome or not...
Gu Chi feels that with a charm value of 9.1, there is no need to consider this aspect.
The reason for not choosing "Wonderful Brush" is the same as not choosing "Qi Condensation Art".
There are dynasties and sects in Beichuan, and there are 100 players. It doesn't take much thinking to know that the map this time must be very big, but he doesn't know where Junzi Pavilion and Jian Zong are.
It's just an initial ability, not worth the trouble.
In comparison, "Niao Niao Xian Yin" is very cost-effective and can be used directly with the spirit-talking technique.
[Acquire temporary skills: Niao Niao Xianyin]
The text faded away, and a scroll appeared in front of Gu Chi.
【Please select where you want to stay】
The scroll unfolded, and a magnificent picture of mountains and rivers appeared before Gu Chi's eyes.
There is no text on it, and one can only barely judge that the land is divided into five areas based on the terrain and town outline.
In the lower right corner is a vast ocean, and on the other end of the sea is a white fog. I can't see anything clearly, and I obviously have no choice.
After thinking for a while, Gu Chi chose a small town in the central region.
There is no clear mission released in this copy, but there is a key word - Mingman Beichuan.
Not surprisingly, it should be related to reputation.
The central region has dense towns, making it more convenient to gain reputation or run maps.
【You have chosen Jiangyan Town】
[The real-time ranking of players will be opened in an hour, you can view it in the personal interface]
[Please explore more rules by yourself, I wish you a happy game]
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Beichuan.
Qianyuan Kingdom, Bianzhou.
Jiangyan Town.
The night was as dark as ink, the moon and stars were sparse, and the stone lanterns with windows on three sides of the roadside were burning with candles, trailing a faint light.
The time has come.
As usual, the watchman should blow the gong at this time, one slowly and two quickly, for a total of three times.
But the gong sound has not yet arrived, making today's night seem particularly quiet.
But it's not peaceful.
The watchman is dead.
In an alley in the south of the town, a watchman in a mandarin jacket was lying on the ground. His lantern was leaning against the wall, revealing blood on the ground. The gong had gone somewhere... Oh, it was killed by a black
Shoes and white socks on feet.
The watchman was not the only one in the alley.
But three.
The other two men each held a knife in their hands, one of which was still bleeding.
They were all wearing night clothes, but they were not masked.
The headscarves of both of them had been pulled down to their chins. Perhaps this was the reason why the watchman died.
This is not an even battle.
The man in black on the left is thin and thin, his mouth is bleeding and he is covering his shoulders. His back is also a little bent. The green life lamp hanging on the wall is like a candle in the wind, as if it will be extinguished at any time.
The strong man in black on the right was unscathed, his life light shining brightly like a green light bulb.
Why are life lights used in fights?
This is a long story.
Both of them are disciples of the Shangui Sect, but one is a handyman disciple and the other is a formal disciple.
In fact, as a micro sect transformed from a bandit village, there is no need to distinguish these things so clearly, since there are not many people anyway.
But times have changed. Now is the age of spiritual energy, and everyone is working hard to cultivate immortality. Naturally, the Shangui Sect must keep up with the trend, and at least put forward the appearance of the sect first, so as not to be looked down upon by peers.
Zhang Qing used to be a little boy, but now he has become a handyman disciple. His name may sound a little nicer, but his work has not changed at all.
I used to look at the gate, but now I still look at the gate. On the contrary, the money divided each time and the silver reward at the end of the year have become less.
Because all the money was spent on renovating the cottage and on those senior brothers and sisters who had better cultivation talents.
I thought that with the advent of spiritual energy, everything would develop in a good direction, but I didn't expect that my life would get worse day by day.
Especially this life lamp.
This was sent by the Fuyan Sect, the backer behind the Shangui Sect. It can directly control a person's life and death, which is equivalent to turning their disciples into puppets who will never be able to stand up.
So Zhang Qing rebelled.
A person who is the opposite is also the opposite.
He took advantage of the sect master's inattention while he was practicing, and secretly took away the life lamp, and also stole a bottle of elixir.
I don’t know what kind of elixir it is, but if it can be placed together with the life lamp in a place where even formal disciples cannot touch it, it is definitely not a mortal thing.
This is also the reason why Li Meng appears here.
He witnessed Zhang Qing's entire process from stealing to running away, and knew that he could not resist the temptation of the bottle of elixir.
Furthermore, he had had enough of being pinched by others. Although the treatment of formal disciples was better than that of handymen, it was not much better. In the end, they were all playthings in the hands of others.
So Li Meng also decisively stole the life lamp and chased him out without taking any money.
It's really stupid to fight with a life lamp, but fortunately the other party is the same, so it's okay.
No one cares about the life lamp, everyone competes fairly.
And his cultivation level is higher than Zhang Qing's, so he has the advantage.
"Hand over the elixir, and I will spare your life in memory of our former classmates." Li Meng said in a low voice.
His powerful voice coupled with his tall and thick body is extremely oppressive.
But how could Zhang Qing be willing to submit?
He finally ran out. As long as he left the boundaries of Jiangyan Town, the Mountain Ghost Sect could no longer control him. From now on, the sky is as high as the birds can fly, and the sea is as wide as the fish can jump. Even if he is not talented enough to become an immortal, he can sell the elixirs.
It’s also a lot of money. Wouldn’t it be nice to have several wives and have a bunch of sons?
Zhang Qing fought hard for the rest of his life!
He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and rushed towards Li Meng.
"You don't know what you can do." Li Meng snorted and raised his knife to face him.
The distance got closer, and the two quickly started fighting.
With a life-threatening ferocity, Zhang Qing and Li Meng once fought hard to separate each other.
The collision of the blades created little sparks of fire, and the two of them passed more than a dozen moves in the blink of an eye. You have me, and I have you.
But lack of strength was always a flaw. With each blow, Zhang Qing began to decline. Li Meng seized the opportunity and left blood-red wounds on his body.
After another blow, Zhang Qing's movements had become a little sluggish and he could not keep up with Li Meng's attack speed. Li Meng took advantage of this and raised his left hand and slapped Zhang Qing's chest mercilessly.
The waves shook the clothes on Zhang Qing's chest to pieces, leaving a sunken palm print.
"Poof!" Zhang Qing immediately spurted out blood, flew backwards, fell several times, and lay motionless on the ground.
Li Meng used all his strength in this palm, and all his body-building efforts fell on it. Zhang Qing had to peel off his skin even if he didn't die.
Li Meng believed in his own strength, but he did not become careless because of it.
To kill, Li Meng's eyes flashed fiercely, and he exerted force on his feet. He rushed in front of Zhang Qing as quickly as possible, trying to kill him completely to avoid any changes.
But just as he was raising the knife, Zhang Qing suddenly turned over and threw a stream of light with his hand.
"I knew it!" Li Meng was prepared in advance. He turned to one side and easily avoided Tempering Spirit's hidden weapon.
"Well hidden...cough cough." Zhang Qing coughed up blood and laughed.
Li Meng realized something was wrong and turned around suddenly, just in time to see the stream of light hitting his life lamp.
"Chi."
A soft sound.
The lamp breaks and the fire goes out.
In an instant, Li Meng's eyes turned extremely dark, as if someone had taken away his soul.
Only then did he realize that he had just made a fatal mistake. He should not have chased Zhang Qing, but should have directly destroyed Zhang Qing's life lamp.
After all, I still have too little experience and have never played a game with a life light.
The vitality in his body was flowing away crazily, and Li Meng knew that he could not repair the knife. At this time, it was too slow to turn around and draw the knife, and Zhang Qing could avoid it by rolling.
But the life lamp will not hide.
When his life was about to wither, Li Meng tried his best to throw the knife in his hand towards Zhang Qing's lamp.
He wants to support this despicable bitch!
At this moment, Zhang Qing was at the end of his strength. He wanted to stop it but was unable to continue.
He could only watch helplessly as the knife flew towards his life lamp.
The life lamp refined by the Fuyan Sect for the Shangui Sect is extremely fragile and will fall into pieces if it receives even the slightest heavy blow.
Unfortunately, Li Meng missed the shot.
The handle of the knife hit the wall, knocking the life lamp to the ground.
At this moment, Zhang Qing's heart was in his throat.
A second later, he laughed loudly again.
"It's not broken! Hahahaha, it's not broken!"
"If you survive a catastrophe, you will be lucky in the future. I, Zhang Qing, will become a great person in the future! Hahahaha!"
At this time, the air near the life lamp suddenly became distorted, cracked a hole, and then expanded.
It was as if someone shattered the void and tore open a door with bare hands.
A foot stuck out from the door.
The laughter stopped abruptly.
Zhang Qing's eyes widened in horror and he shouted desperately: "No!!!"
But the visitor seemed unable to hear his voice, so he stepped on it anyway.