Fu Yang rarely saw this fat, shameless cat looking so serious, and it was a bit funny.
But I was also very touched.
He reached out and rubbed Master Xiong's furry head.
"Stop being so pretentious, it doesn't matter whether I'm in danger or not. As long as we can revive Wei Ke as quickly as possible, don't worry about me."
Mr. Xiong shrugged and made a helpless expression.
When I came to the puddle, there was a complicated look in my eyes...
"The second function is that this puddle allows you to briefly and partially connect with my consciousness and enter it. This is an adventure! Because I am not sure whether the memory fragments in my head are real or not.
Dreamland.”
"If it is a real existence, it means...it means that I was really strong. If I was so strong, I should know how to make a peak ghost king-level person recover from fetal breath, right?"
Now that it was down to business, Fu Yang also became serious.
He frowned: "In other words, this is actually your speculation, Mr. Xiong?"
"That's right! It can only be speculation. If those are just some random dreams that I have or if this method does not exist in my memory, then it will be a waste of effort. But I think the chance of success is still relatively high...
"
"If this is really just a dream, with my current strength, I shouldn't know so many secrets of the supernatural world."
"And I always have a trance-like feeling. The peak ghost king was exhausted and fell into a state of fetal breath... It seems that I encountered a similar situation a very long time ago."
"So assuming I was really strong in my past life or something, then you should have at least a 70% chance of finding a way to restore Wei Ke in my memory fragments!"
Mr. Xiong has finished speaking.
In fact, this is a gamble!
This magical puddle can not only nourish the soul, but also partially connect the consciousness of two people under the control of Master Xiong.
Let Fu Yang enter Mr. Xiong's memory fragments to find information about the peak ghost king's fetal breath...
"Do it! This is what I did."
Fu Yang slapped his thigh and gritted his teeth.
"Boy Fu, you have to think clearly! If Queen Vico's soul is put into this puddle, it can recover smoothly after twenty years. But if we use this method, we may be able to find a way to shorten the time. But we are not sure.
How short can it be shortened? Ten years, or five years? And the risk is very high."
Mr. Xiong finally persuaded him.
But Fu Yang has made up his mind. As long as there is a chance to shorten Wei Ke's awakening time, he is willing to pay a hundred times the effort!
"Okay, then take off your clothes first and follow me..."
Huh? Take off your clothes?
Fu Yang was stunned on the spot.
He looked at the fat cat with suspicion: "Are you trying to trick me?"
Mr. Xiong jumped up and punched him on the knee. Believe it or not, he said...
Fu Yang apologized with a wry smile and took off his clothes and pants.
Mr. Xiong glanced at him: "There are also underwear..."
Fu Yang gritted his teeth: "...I'll take it off!"
The naked Fu Yang quickly walked into the puddle to avoid being done bad things by this fat cat with weird habits.
As soon as he entered, he immediately felt that the water was like a living thing, actively trying to penetrate into his body.
With the rich spiritual energy, his whole body was relaxed and refreshed. In just a few seconds, he seemed to be a hundred times more energetic!
"This puddle is indeed wonderful! If the news spreads, I'm afraid there will be a fight in the supernatural world. Master Xiong can tell me that he does treat me as a brother of life and death." Fu Yang was moved in his heart.
thump!
Mr. Xiong's chubby body also plunged into the puddle. He lay on the water with his belly facing up and paddling vigorously with his four short legs. It looked very funny.
"What now?"
"Take a deep breath, dive under the water. Then hold my hand tightly, concentrate on it, and eliminate all distracting thoughts..."
Fu Yang did as he was told.
He felt a furry paw reach out, and after holding it tightly, there was a vague wave of thoughts, and then it headed towards his brain...
One second, two seconds, three seconds...
Boom!!!
Fu Yang felt a jolt in his mind, as if he was riding a roller coaster.
When he woke up and opened his eyes, he saw a scene that stunned him!
Fighting, earth-shattering fighting!
Fu Yang only saw a white shadow running back and forth in the wasteland as fast as lightning, so fast that his vision could hardly catch it!
Wherever the white shadow passed, tall grass fell down and deep ravines were drawn on the ground.
There is also a man wearing a Taoist robe with golden Tai Chi Bagua embroidered all over his body. He is holding a Bagua compass and is surrounded by purple mist, driving him to fly in the air.
The compass was surrounded by thunder and lightning, emitting streaks of gray thunder and lightning, hitting the white shadow from the sky.
Fu Yang could clearly feel that the thunder and lightning emitted from the compass, even if it was just a tiny bit, could make him fly away!
"Holy shit...what level of fighting is this? Why do I feel like I'm more powerful than Wei Ke?"
Fu Yang was frightened and a little confused.
The white shadow suddenly roared, and its body suddenly swelled until it was more than ten meters tall. It opened its mouth and spit out a huge fish-shaped shadow, which hit the Taoist priest who was surrounded by purple mist.
Boom!
There was an explosion in the void, and Fu Yang felt his eyes blurred. It was as if he was on a roller coaster again...
"This, this is Master Xiong's memory fragment? It's too terrifying! It's just like the legendary immortal. I'm afraid even the most advanced army tank's cannon power is nothing more than this, right? No wonder he is said to be a Taoist priest at the Tianshi level
, we need to dispatch modern troops to get it done..."
Fu Yang was horrified. If this was seen by ordinary people, I'm afraid he doesn't know what the public opinion would be like.
Since this was just a fragment of Mr. Xiong's memory and not a complete memory, he only saw a small part of this scene. It was impossible to get the information he wanted.
I was involved in another memory fragment again...
This time, Fu Yang opened his eyes and found that he was in a vast ocean.
There was heavy rain, thunder and lightning, and howling wind.
"I'm so stupid about this fat cat...why is his memory full of such dark things? It's either a crazy fight or a violent storm. Can there be something positive?"
Fu Yang kept complaining in his heart.
He feels that Mr. Xiong has no moral integrity and no bottom line every day, and is a super funny cat. His memory should be more funny and sunny. Why is it all like this?
Fu Yang paddled hard, swimming towards the shore from where he didn't know whether it was a lake or the sea... (First update! Next chapter around 4 o'clock)
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