Chapter 93

For the next few days, Ling Ping An stayed upstairs.

In addition to going downstairs for takeaway, he has been busy upstairs preparing various historical materials and materials of the Song Dynasty.

Within two days, his bedroom was full of historical books.

There are orthodox "xuzizhi Tongjian" and "Song History", as well as various unofficial histories and anecdotes, as well as scholars' notes at that time, as well as various papers and research reports downloaded from the Internet.

On the wall of the bedroom, there are all kinds of maps, which are basically the boundaries of Song Dynasty, the division of administrative regions and the surrounding areas, and the traffic roads.

All in all, he is well prepared.

Now, the rest is to determine the time, the identity of the protagonist.

But

These are not urgent!

Ling Ping An takes out his mobile phone and looks at the icon of "nightmare legend" on it.

It's already on the countdown.

In another hour, he will be able to enter the virtual reality game world again and mow the grass happily.

Last game experience, it was really great!

Even if a week has passed, he still has endless aftertaste.

So he put down his work.

Holding the mobile phone, get ready to access the ring watch of the virtual reality game.

Then he quietly began to wait for the game to open.

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In the depth of Chang'an City, the array of Shaofu of Xinghan covers everything.

Liu * stood at a kiln before watching a clay figure he had just created by himself, and was sent to the kiln.

He took up his pen and began to record on a bamboo slip.

"The 32nd firing experiment..."

"The clay figurines are in good condition..."

"Shenyao is in good condition..."

"Shenyao charging...."

Finally, these characters were condensed into one word on bamboo slips.

This is the great creation of Tian Shang Dynasty!

Before the long reign of the Shang Dynasty, it was called the land of long time ago.

The royal family of Tian Shang is the descendant of Tianfeng.

Therefore, they brought Tianfeng's writing technique to the world.

By writing characters on special bamboo slips, this technique can condense numerous characters into one word, and can also be encrypted.

After encryption, no one can see the condensed content of this word except for the writer and the password master.

Therefore, in the Tian Shang Dynasty, only nobles and sacrificial rites could master the skills.

Civilians have not even heard of it!

Only when ZuLong was born could this situation be changed.

ZuLong brought paper and printing. He swept the vassals, unified the country and established Xianqin.

Then he forcibly ordered the nobles and priests who had mastered the art to hand over their codes and books.

Those who disobey will die!

Go to death with their skills and codes!

This is the famous scholar burning books!

Liu * s eyes are fixed on the God kiln.

As the spirit of the kiln began to fill, a powerful spirit fire rose. The clay figurine mixed with a variety of special metals with special spirit mud was gradually roasted to fuse them.

Psychic powers move through their trunks, forming special lines.

Half an hour later, the door of Shenyao was opened.

A red and smoking pottery figurine came out of it.

Two agate stones inlaid in its eyes lit up.

It knelt down in front of its creator and bowed.

Liu * looked at it, both delighted and regretful.

Happily, he finally succeeded. Unfortunately, the pottery figurines he made were not those made by ZuLong.

Now it can only accept simple instructions and perform basic tasks.

However, they could not carry out the orders and tasks independently and make corresponding judgments, just like the pottery and bronze battle groups of ZuLong.

"According to legend, ZuLong made three kinds of pottery figurines..."

"What you have refined today should be the first one refined by ZuLong..."

"So..." Liu * felt his hand in his book: "it was the note at the beginning of the dragon."

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Han Li jumped down from the high building and landed steadily on the ground.

The whispering in the ear has helped her identify all the ghosts and evil spirits in the neighborhood.

"You can't run away..." Han Li holds the spirit blade and runs in a direction at full speed.

As she ran, she put a seal on herself.

This is one of the skills she learned from practicing the spiritual sacrifice of the dead.

Its name is: the gift of the wind!

As a result, her slender and strong legs have been the blessing and remembrance of the wind.Every step is as light as an elf.

Now, she can dance on the king's palm like the flying swallow in the ancient Han Dynasty.

However, she now uses this artistic footstep to track down her enemies.

An evil wizard who manipulates corpses and spirits.

Push! Push!

She stepped over a wall that had collapsed, and the blade cut through its clumsy and ridiculous bewilderment.

This Lich has been operating in this area for a long time, completely exposed in broad daylight.

After discovering that his magic was destroyed, the monster holding a staff made of human bones raised his head. The ghost fire in his eyes looked at the demon hunter who was galloping towards it, and immediately began to cast the magic.

"Fear!" It recites the mantra, and a green and gray aura overflows from it.

"Paralyzed!" It produces ossified fingers and releases a mass of turquoise gas.

"Lightning!" A thunderbolt is released from its staff.

If an ordinary devil hunter is caught off guard, he must suffer a great loss or even face to face, and he will be defeated by these three moves.

However, Han Li's nonsense has already told her the characteristics and magic of this monster.

She jumped up gently and threw the blade out of her hand. With her powerful power, she stabbed the monster's fragile eyes.

At the same time, her body is under the protection of the wind, quietly, but also extremely fast approaching to each other's back.

Before its reaction, Han Li's hands, a scarlet whip rolled up.

Bang! The long whip completely entangled the monster's head.

At this time, the spirit of the blade, just late, into the monster's dark eye socket.

Boom!

The Lich's skeleton was broken all over the floor.

But it is still not dead, that white bone of the head, the jaws of a closed said: "demon!"

"Whose subordinate are you?"

"I am human!" Han Li stepped on its bones: "kill your human beings!"

"Oh There was a sneering smile from the Lich's jaw: "human?"

"Sooner or later, the world will be part of the great abyss!"

"Man Your flesh and soul will be the nourishment of the eternal abyss

"You can't even help me!"

It's a lich.

He has already hidden his life box in the abyss. Even if he dies here, his soul will revive in the abyss.

"Really?" Han Li smile, smile very lovely.

The rustle of the ear rustle, she in the nonsense urge, squat down increasingly plump delicate body, and then seize that head.

She looked at the head of the Lich: "if you hide your life box in the abyss, you can be safe!"

"Wrong!"

So she took the skull and put a strange symbol on the ground with its bones.

This is Mr. ummer's little invention specially designed for abyss creatures.

Scientific, safe and effective creation.

Then she dropped the head of the Lich into it.

Words of unknown meaning began to be recited in the mouth.

As she sings, the symbols on the ground gradually flash.

The Lich knew at the moment that something was wrong.

But it's too late!

Its bones were blown away in the light, with its life box hidden in the abyss.

When the light dissipated, there was only one thing on the ground - a round white walnut like thing.

That's the Lich brain nucleus, Mr. ummer's masterpiece.

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Chu Wei is sitting in the bedroom. She looks at the clock on the wall.

The clock ticked slowly to 11 o'clock.

The nightmare mark on her wrist began to burn.

"I don't know, can I meet my predecessors this time?" Chu thought slightly.

A few days ago, a monk named Fahai killed William the prince of Werewolf in Kunlun state and subdued the headless knight hill, which had already been spread all over the black guards.

Unfortunately, this holy monk is hard to find. No one knows where he is and where he has gone.

Only Chu Wei faintly guessed that he was probably in the so-called nightmare world.

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