Merit: The merit of opening the sky, the merit is immeasurable
Karma: Lord of prehistoric times, not affected by karma
Kung Fu: "Body Strengthening Kung Fu" and "Pui Yuan Kung Fu"
Spell: Fireball (Explanation: A low-level spell created by the Lord of the Ancients, with extremely weak power.)
Equipment: Book of Truth, Stainless Steel Long Sword
Opening the virtual panel, Zheng Dong discovered two changes.
The most eye-catching change is naturally the newly created spell, Fireball.
But what excited Zheng Dong the most was not this, but Shouyuan's changes.
If Zheng Dong remembers correctly, his life span was previously 87, but now it is 100.
"It's useful. "Peiyuan Gong" is really useful."
The prediction of Shou Yuan in the Great Desolation is actually the judgment of the Book of Truth. Zheng Dong believes that the Book of Truth will never make mistakes in this matter.
In other words, as long as Zheng Dong does not die unexpectedly during the journey, he can live to be a hundred years old.
One hundred years old. Although many long-lived elderly people in modern society can live this long, extending one's life span and living one hundred years are completely different concepts.
What Zheng Dong values more is naturally the former.
Why did he go through all the trouble to find a new extraordinary route? In the final analysis, it was not for immortality, but to achieve a mythical life.
But now, he can at least see a little hope, even if it's just a little bit.
After calming down, Zheng Dong looked at the spell he had just created again.
Fireball (Explanation: A low-level spell created by the Lord of the Ancients, with extremely weak power.)
Zheng Dong looked at it for a long time before confirming that the fireball technique, which was rated as a low-level technique by the Book of Truth, was the technique that he had used to nearly blow up the mountain and collapse it just now.
It is no exaggeration to say that this fireball technique can easily destroy a building.
With this kind of power, you call it weak?! It’s extremely weak?!
So what power is not weak in the Book of Truth?
Explode the earth with one punch?
hehe!
Zheng Dong couldn't complain. He really couldn't bear that the technique he developed after dying countless times was rated as extremely weak.
After exiting the primitive world, consciousness returns to the body.
A feeling of weakness came over him, and Zheng Dong knew that this was an illusion caused by the imbalance in strength between the real body and the body in the game.
It took him a while to get used to the "feeling of weakness" brought about by the later stages of physical exercise.
...
Dong Province, Haizhou City.
In a private estate with beautiful scenery.
A strong figure sat up from the bed.
His face was thin and he looked very mean, and his eyes were cold and murderous from time to time.
Under the thin sweater, the bulging muscles contain explosive power.
"Dong dong dong."
When he heard the knock on the door, the coldness in Lu Ze's eyes gradually disappeared, and his face became a little softer.
"Enter."
Outside the door, a burly man in a black suit walked in.
"Boss, the specific address of the person you are looking for has been found."
The man in a suit approached Lu Ze, lowered his head and said.
"Okay," Lu Ze nodded, "Remember, this person is very strong, so bring a gun."
Hearing this, the man in the suit's expression suddenly changed.
Using a gun means that things will become very serious.
"Boss, you are just a gangster, so it would be unavoidable to use a gun..."
Upon hearing his subordinate's questioning words, Lu Ze's face instantly turned cold.
The man in the suit felt that the air seemed to be frozen, and he said tremblingly: "Boss, you..."
"Do you think you are my opponent if you don't use a gun?"
Lu Ze's cold voice reached the ears of the man in the suit, making him tremble.
The man in the suit didn't understand why his boss had become so powerful in such a short period of time.
As the boss's personal bodyguard, he has done a lot of dirty work for Lu Ze and can definitely be regarded as Lu Ze's confidant.
But even so, he still doesn't know the secret of his boss becoming stronger.
"Boss, I understand."
Lu Ze nodded: "After tying him up, I want you to find a yellow pill the size of a marble."
"Yes, boss."
After listening to Lu Ze's instructions, the man in the suit slowly exited the room.
Seeing his subordinates walking out of the room, Lu Ze stood up and stretched his muscles, his whole body crackling.
Lu Ze knew that even if he caught Zhao Feng, he might not be able to get the Huanglong Pill. Zhao Feng might have eaten it, or it might still be in the game without being realized.
No matter what, the possibility of elixirs in reality is low, but it is not absolutely impossible.
"Even if there is only one chance in ten thousand!"
Lu Ze's eyes flashed: "What's more important is the cultivation of immortality!"
Cultivation skills!
This is the reason why Lu Ze is crazy. He is one of the three top players who did not get the immortal cultivation technique.
The road to immortality was right in front of him, but he missed it. Lu Ze was so angry that he almost went crazy in the game.
But he knew that Zhao Feng, Li Zhouji and others were very close to each other in the game. He could only die if he fought alone.
But in reality, the situation was completely opposite. He crushed Zhao Feng to death, just like crushing an ant to death.
Although Zhao Feng is in the early stage of physical training, no matter how strong he is, can he still be stronger than a gun? As long as he can obtain the immortal cultivation technique, a little risk is worth it.
Besides, Lu Ze chose Zhao Feng as his target, not without careful consideration.
The most important reason is that Zhao Feng is an orphan and has no relatives. If he disappears, he will not have much impact at all.
Even if it has an impact, Lu Ze believes that with his power, he can easily handle it.
"Don't blame me. If you want to blame me, I can only blame you for your bad luck."
Lu Ze said coldly.
...
night.
Linghai City, in a dilapidated village within the city.
A gangster with yellow braids walked carelessly in a dirty alley. In the alley, the trash cans gave off a fishy smell.
"Brother Zhao, are you coming back from get off work?"
Passing by the door of an old tenant, a middle-aged man with a wretched appearance fawned over him.
"Yeah." Zhao Feng nodded and took the cigarette from the middle-aged man.
He held the cigarette in one hand, put the cigarette butt into the middle-aged man's lit lighter, and took a deep breath.
"Be courteous for nothing."
"Hey, Brother Zhao, you understand me," the middle-aged man rubbed his hands, "Brother Zhao, I have a batch of goods on hand recently, I don't know..."
"Qian Laoliu," Zhao Feng was smoking a cigarette. In the dark night, the flickering butt of the cigarette made his face look a little eerie, "I told you that I have stopped touching those sneaky things."
After hearing this, the wretched man named Qian Laoliu laughed sarcastically.
Saw Zhao Feng walking away.
Qian Laoliu spat and cursed: "Bah! A dog can change to eat shit, who are you trying to scare?"