An evolutionary game starting from Suolongjing

"Stop reading it, stop reading it! Master, stop reading it!"

"I don't know how many times you have said this over and over again, my ears are about to get calluses!"

Looking at the helpless Wilson, Monk Zhikong smiled:

"You just need to be warned, otherwise once a fight breaks out, with your temperament, you will be able to forget everything - wait, what's the news?"

"somebody is coming!"

Shang Xiu, who was sitting in front of the fire and exchanging drinks with another Taoist priest, suddenly raised his head and looked warily at some dry places in the temple that had not been wet by the rain.

The accumulated dust, which is as thick as a finger, is stirring slightly.

"This weight can't be caused by humans, right? Monster?"

Wilson next to him became a little excited when he saw this. Is it the battle so soon?

Moreover, even before they heard the sound, they could detect the signs of the other party coming from the clues. In this way, it must be a big guy coming towards them!

I don’t know if the monsters here in Kyushu are rough and thick enough to keep him entertained!

However, having said that, before participating in this group activity, Wilson also read some plane consultations related to the Kyushu dungeon under protection. It is said that the monsters in Kyushu - according to them, are monsters and monsters.

Except for a few individuals who are inherently difficult to chew, the others all taste good!

Just simple cooking can produce an effect that is almost as if it were cooked by a chef himself. Even after the corresponding materials are carefully processed, it not only tastes wonderful, but also brings many benefits.

Thinking so, Wilson licked the corner of his mouth.

The face that was already tangled with muscles due to his profession became even more rugged and ferocious.

"Don't think about it, it's a human!" There was no need to look back. When he sensed the boiling water-like energy and blood behind him, Shang Xiu knew that his teammates were getting excited again. He could only speak to dispel his restless thoughts while opening his Dharma Eyes for observation.

However, Wilson is considered to be in good condition, at least for his profession as a berserker, he is emotionally stable.

According to the players they met in other civilization system dungeons who inherited the berserker profession, whenever they mentioned fighting, their eyes turned red and they wanted to go and fight with them immediately.

To measure strength and weakness?

What is that?

If we cannot win a bloody victory, it is best to die on the road to charge.

If you provoke them, you only need to point them in the direction, and even if the gods are in front of you, they will dare to charge to the death!

There is no way to avoid career disadvantages!

Just like in the Kyushu system, Taoist priests need to avoid eating beef and mullet, monks must adhere to the precepts, and some dharma lines do not allow marriage. Logically speaking, a character like Wilson is not suitable for hanging out in Kyushu, which is full of calculations. Among the dungeons, but most of their team is from Kyushu. In addition to having to turn around other dungeons when they are building up their strength in the new period, the further they go, the more they have to deal with their own territory.

He cannot be excluded alone.

What's more, the danger in Kyushu is also relative. With the help of the three locals, Wilson has little chance of triggering those taboo things. Not in battle, the Berserker is no different from a normal person.

Just when Shang Xiu was comforting Wilson, a figure suddenly appeared in the heavy rain.

Oncoming is a group of cavalry!

Judging from the number, it seems to be around a hundred.

Each of the cavalrymen was wearing thick black iron armor, and even the horses underneath were covered with a relatively thin layer of iron armor.

The face was a little blurry under the wash of the helmet and the heavy rain, but when he discovered the small temple on the roadside and the scorching light emanating from the ruined temple door, the leading cavalry immediately turned his horse's head and stepped from the waist. Suddenly he drew out his long sword, waved it twice like giving orders, and then charged towards the small temple.

As we got closer, the influence of the rain curtain gradually weakened.

When the four Shang Xiu and the cavalry were able to see each other's faces clearly, a ferocious smile appeared on the face of the leading cavalry, which was covered by the mask.

"When will a two-legged sheep be able to hold a weapon openly?"

Looking at Shang Xiu who had taken out his weapon and walked outside the temple gate, the cavalryman's eyes flashed with concern, but then he was filled with a surly look: "So what about the Taoist priest, there is no need to be afraid, just fly the general's banner as usual , their evil methods cannot be used!"

"Charge in and capture them all!"

Listening to these short words, you can tell that this is not the first time they have done something similar.

Thanks to the cholera of the Sima royal family, Wuhu invaded Kyushu. Although the sparsely populated barbarians became kings and emperors in the Central Plains, their sparse population was not enough to deter the more widespread people of Kyushu.

In addition, among the people who inherited the strong Han Dynasty, there were many hard-core people who did not submit to the rule of the barbarians, and overt and covert resistance occurred frequently.

Perhaps due to their rudimentary civilization, or perhaps to ensure their own rule, various strict laws were invented one by one for the people of Kyushu. Their limbs were mutilated at every turn, and many were beheaded by the army.

As we all know, there is a tyrannical factor in the blood of the human race.

Especially the barbarians!

When the violence was released from the cage, everything could no longer be contained.

It may have been just for shock at first, but when it developed later, it turned into a bloody massacre. As long as all the people in the Central Plains died, wouldn't the Central Plains belong to us?

Under the crazy and twisted ideas, death is spreading. In just over a hundred years, the ten rooms and nine empty spaces in the northern part of the Central Plains are the fruits of this twisted idea.

This group of cavalry is a group of one hundred cavalry from Qian Yan.

Originally, their mission was just to find new sources of soldiers and pull those young men of the right age into the army to serve as cannon fodder in the next battle with Ran Wei.

However, years of wars and killings have resulted in the loss of all the people in Qian Yan's territory. Most of the villages have been abandoned. The few people who escaped the previous military disasters and conscription have hid in the mountains.

After two consecutive days of searching, only less than a hundred young men were returned, which was far from enough for the general's needs.

Although they are noble Xianbei people who cannot fulfill the military orders, they will still be severely punished under the overwhelming military orders!

I was already very annoyed when I saw time passing day by day and making very little progress. I just needed a window to vent. Originally, the target of the cavalry was the common people who were hiding. After all, people live in groups. What the general wants is young and strong, and the remaining The women and children below naturally became the targets of their vents.

But Shang Xiu and the others insist on doing this, and the cavalry doesn't care. Whoever they kill is not killed?

As for the Taoist robes and monk uniforms worn by these people, they strengthened the idea of ​​the cavalry being tyrannical.

The Demon Dao, the Silver Monk, received a reward from the imperial edict. Thanks to their hunting of princes and nobles in the past, the whole family was wiped out at every turn. The emperor issued an order to hunt down the Demon Dao Silver Monk in the sea. Each head is equivalent to If a pound of gold is capable of evil magic, its value will rise to the same as ten pounds of gold!

If you can't find the two-legged sheep, you can still deal with the general by taking their heads back!

As for the evil laws they have mastered, isn't the existence of the general's flag issued just to suppress these things?

Otherwise, the cavalry would not dare to brag about Haikou and talk about hunting!

Therefore, in the next moment, a cavalryman at the end of the cavalry took out a roll of black flags from his backpack, simply tied it to the tip of the spear he carried, and raised his hand to wave it.

At the same time, Shang Xiu, who had just walked out of the temple, felt a cold and vicious wind blowing in front of him, and then he felt weak from the inside out.

This abnormal phenomenon caused his eyes to be locked on the fluttering flag at the end of the cavalry team. Looking at the flag with red characters on a black background and embroidered with the word "Yan", his eyes suddenly changed. of red.

"Chubby!"

Beside him, monk Zhikong, who practiced Buddhist precepts, ignored the rules, gritted his teeth, and opened his mouth and spat out two words in a cold voice.

Keep the precepts?

Go to hell and keep the precepts.

These things that are inferior to animals are not worthy of a monk talking to them about the virtues of living a good life.

They actually used (human) skin as the material for weaving the flag. The pure black background of the flag was not smeared with some kind of dye, but the traces of pure dried blood. The Chinese character "Yan" in the center of the flag was also the same. The method is just to use evil methods to ensure that the blood will not become dim over time.

And through the Dharma Eyes, one can see the incomplete souls of old and young people who are bound in the flag. There are blood and tears flowing in the empty eyes, and there are no teeth or tongues in the open mouth. Let out a silent roar.

As we all know, whatever a person is like when he dies, his soul will be like that.

These souls who are bound in the flag can roughly guess how much torture they suffered during their lifetime just by looking at their appearance.

And this was just taken out by a team of cavalry. How many artifacts like flags were there in the Yan Kingdom's army and even in the city?

And looking at their skillful style, one can imagine how many of their comrades were tainted by evil spells and eventually died miserably!

Although they are players traveling around various worlds in the void, they are individuals with the same blood flowing through their flesh and blood.

Just thinking about it makes people feel like they are being gnawed by wild animals.

"What's wrong with you? That group of cavalry is about to charge over. If you don't do anything, I'll get in!"

As an inheritance from the outside world and a Berserker, Wilson was not affected by this sinister evil spell that specifically targeted the Kyushu Dharma. Even for him, he only felt a cool breeze blowing in front of him, and then nothing happened.

Heavy rain and wind, isn't that normal?

So he couldn't empathize with several teammates.

At this time, Shang Xiu, whose eyes were red, turned his head, looked at Wilson, and said solemnly: "Then I'll leave it to you, kill them, leave no one alive!"

"Don't worry about the dungeon. What you are facing are not people, but a group of monsters. Just deal with them as you like!"

Shang Xiu explained this.

Although a flag cannot completely block their mana and spells, who can guarantee whether these beasts will come up with anything else.

Instead of capsizing in the sewer and being hacked twice, which would not lead to death but would be more aggrieved, it would be better to let Wilson, an outsider, take action from the beginning.

After hearing Shang Xiu's explanation, Wilson nodded excitedly.

A monster disguised as a human?

Then he turned to look at the cavalry who were urging the horses to charge, with a slightly ferocious look on their faces. He folded his hands and took out two seven-foot-tall swords. The sword blades were densely covered with tiny sharp teeth. , only the tip of the sword is the sharp edge.

A very impressive weapon.

However, as the front row of the team, Wilson has to shoulder the heavy responsibility of drawing the hatred of monsters when the team encounters battles. Although the enemies/monsters encountered in the game copy are not as rigid as those procedural creations, most of them are They are individuals with fresh life and complete wisdom.

But anyone would be tired of a guy jumping up and down in front of him and bleeding you all the time!

Such a weapon is not too much!

After an excited roar, Wilson's already burly body began to expand rapidly.

In just a blink of an eye, he turned into a little giant with a height of more than three meters and bulging muscles. He waved his swords and charged at the cavalry.

When the leading cavalry saw this giant who was almost the same height as him and whose eyes were red, his eyes were full of disbelief.

Unaffected by the flag?

What kind of monster is this?

But before he could have more thoughts in his mind, Wilson, wielding two swords, had already rushed in front of him. The cavalryman subconsciously raised his gun to block him, but he imagined the sound of gold and iron clashing head-on. But it didn't come.

Like a knife cutting through butter, the giant sword covered with sharp teeth cut off the spear in an instant, and then drove straight in, splitting the cavalry and his horse into two from top to bottom.

It was accompanied by the teeth-searing sound of metal shattering.

The bright red blood and some remaining flesh shot out far away under the rain curtain.

And seeing their leading cavalry being split into two at the moment of contact, seeing the scene of blood and flesh flying everywhere, and the huge demon-like figure bathed in blood rain, the remaining cavalry could not suppress the excitement in their hearts. A little fear arose.

However, the habit they had developed over a long period of battles prompted them to subconsciously urge their war horses to attack the enemy.

Then there was a bloody storm.

When the cavalrymen felt that this was an invincible enemy, more than ten cavalrymen had already fallen into a pool of blood, lifeless, and Wilson, who had been dominated by the boiling blood of the berserker, would not watch helplessly. The prey escapes from his eyes.

The next moment, his body expanded again.

And his complexion became visibly pale, but the fighting spirit in his eyes was extremely high!

This is a skill unique to the berserker. It damages a certain amount of one's own blood in exchange for bonuses to various aspects of one's status attributes, especially the body's flexibility and movement speed. Before the blood dries up, not even those flexible monsters can do anything about it. Escape from his entanglements, let alone these mortal war horses!

Accompanied by the screams of the crowd and the whine of the war horses.

After a while, there was no living thing outside the temple door except Wilson, who was covered in blood and breathing heavily.

All the cavalry had been divided into several parts and fell in a pool of blood.

Looking at the corpses on the ground, Wilson, who was holding the hilt of his sword, scratched his head, then turned to look at his teammates who came out of the temple: "Shangxiu, they are humans, not monsters!"

"If I had known better, I would have changed my weapon!"

"No, Wilson, you did it right. They are just a group of monsters in human skin."

Facing Wilson's puzzled eyes, Shang Xiu said calmly: "In our Kyushu, there is such a kind of demon that will secretly eat people's internal organs and brains, and eventually live instead of people with themselves. It looks like a human, but In essence, it’s nothing more than a monster!”

As he spoke, he walked to the end of the battlefield. From the stagnant bright red water, Shangxiu picked up the flag with a broken spear.

But when he saw it with his own eyes, he realized how superficial what he had observed with his Dharma Eye before was.

There is not much difference in the material of the flag, but the methods used during production are even more despicable. The soul was tortured by various means and was sewn into this flag together with its own skin, and its eyes were gouged out. , with their five senses blocked, they are unable to perceive the outside world at all.

No complicated operations are required, just take them out and unfold them, and these suffering souls will naturally emit vicious curses to the surrounding practitioners to temporarily disable their spells!

Taking a deep breath, Shang Xiu said, "Thank you for your hard work. It's not suitable for the stormy weather today. When the stars are scarce for a month, Master Zhikong will personally send you to the underworld for reincarnation!"

"What does it have to do with the poor monk? Can't you do it?"

Although he refuted his teammates like this, Monk Zhikong still reached out and took the flag. After folding it carefully, he took out a Buddhist scripture that exuded a gentle light and carefully wrapped it.

Use Buddhism to eliminate the resentment of these souls.

Even so, this Buddhist scripture must be useless, but for Monk Zhikong, a Buddhist scripture is not as good as saving so many souls. What's more, saving one life has its own merits, even if the world of the copy world is not the same. Give rewards, and when you return to your hometown, there will be elders of the master generation to reward your good deeds.

Just when the atmosphere in the rain curtain gradually became sad and silent, the ground beneath my feet suddenly began to shake.

Immediately afterwards, in the small temple with no abnormalities behind them, an extremely terrifying aura suddenly rose up. The ferocious and violent aura of destruction broke through the roof of the temple almost instantly, and then rose up. , poked a hole in the sky!

The few people who were caught off guard were almost knocked down by the sudden aura.

After reacting, the three people hurriedly dragged Wilson, who was anemic and weak in driving skills, and made a tactical retreat without looking back.

They didn't know what was happening behind them, but judging from the external environment and the crazy warnings from their own Yangshen, if they stayed where they were and didn't run away, then they would just wait to die!

While running away, Shang Xiu glanced back with lingering fear, and then his eyelids beat wildly.

I saw that the small temple where they had been hiding from the rain and the poor horses had long since disappeared. Instead, a Qingtian figure appeared in its original position.

The bright red eyes hung in the sky like two blood moons.

Thunderbolts exploded in his ears, but there was no reaction from the other party.

As a Taoist priest, he keenly felt that the aura full of violence and ferocity exuded by the other party was mixed with some concepts that were somewhat similar to those of his ancestor.

Xianye?

God?

Although he was somewhat ready to meet the immortals other than the Patriarch in person.

But he was sure that this person was not in a good mood right now, so he would not touch this bad luck. It was a pity.

With regrets in mind, the four of them used various methods, either attaching the talisman of the Thousand Miles of Divine Journey to their legs, or simply squeezing their physical strength. They would never dare to fly, and at least there was some cover on the ground. If you fly into the air, what's the difference between putting yourself in front of this person?

"Shangxiu, is this the god of your Kyushu?"

"His breath is more chilling than the God of War, and his body is comparable to the ancient Titan." Wilson, who was being dragged and running, his face flushed, looked at the towering figure behind him with a longing expression, and said in a trembling voice: "You tell me, I Is it too late to transfer to your own civilization now? What is the process of your Kyushu civilization trial!"

"Don't generate electricity here. Run away quickly. If you are late, you may be affected by this person's anger!"

Hearing this, Shangxiu's head was covered with black lines.

This heartless guy, is now the time to say this?

"Oh, oh, but Shangxiu, you must tell me this person's name in the future. I have decided that when I transfer to civilization, I will worship under this person and become his most dazzling warrior."

After leaving the area where the sky was pierced, the voices of several people were gradually obscured by the heavy rain curtain and became inaudible.

Mountains shake and earth trembles

When the dungeon CG ended, Zhang Ke revealed his true colors almost immediately after regaining his freedom.

The true state was revealed, power was connected with heaven and earth, and all the emotions contained in his heart were directly presented in reality. The anger was like a volcano erupting, causing the earth's veins to tremble, rivers to surge wildly, and the cumulonimbus clouds in the sky to become more intense in an instant. Thick, torrential rain directly evolved into a doomsday scene that was almost like the Tianhe collapsing.

The endless water poured down, and the short-term accumulation formed a raging flood on the earth, but the dim water could not wash away the sorrow of the earth.

Wu Huanhua.

In books, it is a short four words, even an era that can be directly summarized in one sentence, but for Kyushu, it is a scar that is fatal enough and cannot be covered up afterwards.

Any words can only describe one-tenth of it.

Unless you have been here personally, you cannot feel the trauma that this ancient land has suffered.

After he regained his freedom and interacted with the world, everything was unveiled in Zhang Ke's eyes. The temple where his statue was stored was once prosperous as imagined.

There are three or five villages more than ten miles away from the small temple. Villagers and travelers passing by will always offer a wisp of incense for peace, and during festivals, they will change some melons and fruits as offerings.

Although it is not prosperous, it is not desolate either.

But since the Jin Dynasty lost its deer and the Wuhu moved in, everything changed. In just one year, the peaceful village turned into dilapidated ruins. The young men in the village were forcibly formed by the greedy monarch and used to fight. There is no one.

And their parents, wives and children couldn't bear the various exorbitant taxes and the nobles of the Yan Kingdom who came here from time to time. They died or escaped.

The mottled black marks in the temple are the traces left by the blood of the people who were killed after they had no time to escape.

Even during the interaction, Zhang Ke saw those barbarians throwing the corpses outside the temple without even covering them with any shallow soil, leaving them exposed in the wilderness and eaten by wild beasts. The sounds of pleading and pleading were heard in the His ears went round and round.

And what Zhang Ke saw in the CG was just an insignificant corner of the entire dungeon world.

If when Zhang Ke was giving away the dungeon, he was angry that he didn't fight, lamented his misfortune, and thought it would be better not to see him anymore, then in this dungeon that had just started, his heart was already filled with anger.

Two-legged sheep?

Ah!

At the same time, along with the copy CG, the current copy information also appeared on Zhang Ke's retina.

[After Jin Hui Emperor Sima Zhong succeeded to the throne, the government was controlled by the Demon Queen. This move caused dissatisfaction within the royal family. In order to compete for imperial power, it triggered the Eight Kings Rebellion that lasted for sixteen years and destroyed the Western Jin Dynasty at its peak. Taking advantage of the civil strife and weakening national power of the Central Plains dynasties, many nomadic peoples outside the Great Wall established several dynasties in the north one after another to confront the Eastern Jin Dynasty. They were known in history as the "Five Husbands Chaosing China". 】

[Wars continued for years, and the people were displaced all day long. Their lives were like straw. There are countless records of large-scale massacres of people by the barbarians. According to the "Book of Jin", wherever the Hu people went, they "slaughtered cities and plundered thousands of miles of land, burned, killed, prostituted, and plundered, and there was not even a single gentry left in the Central Plains." According to the fragmentary copy of "Jin Yang Qiu", "Hu Huang" Shi Le massacred hundreds of thousands of people at one time. There are many records of massacres in the history of the Jin Dynasty. Among them, what the Jie tribe did was even more outrageous to both humans and gods. They called the captured Han women "two-legged sheep" and slaughtered them at night and cooked them as military rations during the day.]

[In the fifth year of Yonghe (Eastern Jin Dynasty), Ran Min killed Shi Jian and issued an order to slaughter the Hus: the Hus have been rebelling against the Central Plains for decades, and now I will punish them. If we can fight together, we can send troops to come, and the Hus will bully the Han family for countless times. For ten years, I have been killing my people and seizing my ancestral temple. Now I am here to launch a crusade. Anyone who offends my Han people will die. Those who kill my Han people will die. Kill all the barbarians in the world to restore the foundation of our Han family. All Han people in the world have the obligation to kill the barbarians. , Min Bucai was ordered by Heaven to tell the world this sign]

【Difficulties of Yuanshi】:

[Copy type]: Kyushu limited

Current status: infinite reincarnation

[Introduction to the copy]: Due to the Three Kingdoms, civil strife occurred frequently in the Western Jin Dynasty, and foreign campaigns were gradually reduced. Kyushu was unable to digest the newly acquired land, and the barbarians grew stronger. During the Western Jin Dynasty, due to the Rebellion of the Eight Kings, the barbarians discovered the decline of Kyushu, and invaded Kyushu under the bewitchment of evil gods from outside the territory. The immortals and gods fought against them. This battle lasted for a long time, and was ultimately irreversible due to the cowardice of the contemporary emperor (Eastern Jin Dynasty) and the civil strife of the human race.

The immortal gods were designed by the evil god, and they died in an unknown number, and the sky was filled with blood and rain.

Seeing that the collapse of legal principles was irreversible, the Haotian Association cut off the connection between heaven and earth and closed time, causing the world to cycle back and forth between the Western Jin Dynasty and the Sixteen Kingdoms, but the aftermath still spread to all realms of Kyushu.

Kyushu, from prosperity to decline.

【Task:

1. Slaughter the evil god and destroy the true spirit of the evil god (no upper limit on the number, no standard completion of the task, the more targets you kill, the higher the dungeon settlement rating will be)

2. Transform the barbarian land/collapse the barbarian land (no upper limit on quantity, no task completion standard, the more targets are hunted, the higher the dungeon settlement rating will be)]

[Note: The current copy is a limited copy. Whether the main mission is completed or not does not affect player settlement. Return only involves player copy settlement. Due to the abnormal timeline of the dungeon and the fluctuation of the environment, the current dungeon has more easter eggs and side tasks. The rewards are very generous, so be careful when digging! 】

[Task reward: chalcedony, god status, equipment, skills, followers, title]

Compared with the past, the introduction to the copy this time was a bit too long, but Zhang Ke still read it patiently.

Even at the bottom of the copy, Zhang Ke saw the option to complete the settlement and submit the copy.

Good guy, compared to the many dungeons he has experienced before, [Original Difficulty] is not a bit looser. You can even settle and submit it as soon as you enter. Zhang Ke has learned a lot.

However, he didn't hesitate to try.

Instead, he frowned and looked at the copy information.

Such loose conditions will inevitably mean that the difficulty of this copy is much higher than before.

Hunting evil gods?

Destroy the barbarian land?

Zhang Ke couldn't help but fell into brief contemplation.

From the description of the copy information, he captured some exciting concepts.

Does this mean that he can harvest as much as he wants in this copy, Barbarian? Heaven does not dislike him if it dislikes him. Compared to the planets that were brought back from the steam apocalypse and were polluted by the Cthulhu evil gods, the barbarian soil in the copy has at least been purified by Heaven.

And because of the unique elements of the Kyushu world, whether it is mountains, rivers, or rivers, mountains, rivers, and terrestrial veins are naturally born.

The so-called barbarians are nothing but the true spirits of the shattered foreign gods. As long as those big heads are eliminated, the rest are nothing to fear.

What's more, after Zhang Ke interacted with the world, he discovered that the vigorous posture of the mountains and rivers around him was even stronger than the weak water he got from the bloodline traceback.

Of course, this is based on the foundation of the landscape itself.

If we really want to compare, Weak Shui is naturally much better than these ordinary and common mountains and rivers.

After thinking about this, Zhang Ke's eyes became much gentler when he looked around.