Mysterious recovery: I have two ways to become a god

In the endless cemetery, countless evil spirits are buried under the gray-black grave soil.

Wang Xiaoming only took a quick look and saw dozens of them. There was an evil spirit under almost every grave.

Thinking of the evil spirits imprisoned on the ghost bus just now, Wang Xiaoming guessed that the evil spirits in those empty graves were likely to have escaped.

"It seems that the evil spirits imprisoned in this cemetery have exceeded the ghost forest of the ancient house."

Wang Xiaoming kept walking towards the wooden house, relying on the secret eye to take a look here. From what he saw, the number of evil spirits was even denser than that in the ghost forest.

This does not mean that Luo Qian is stronger than Zhang Dong, but the difference between the abilities of evil spirits. Luo Qian's ability focuses on suppression, which has a great advantage in imprisoning evil spirits, while Zhang Dong's ability focuses on attack and fighting.

With a squeak, Wang Xiaoming just approached the wooden house and saw a figure walking out of the wooden house. Just like the wooden house, Luo Qian's clothes were even simpler, just a coarse linen shirt without any decorations.

Similar to Zhang Dong, the eyes were like dead fish eyes, dead silent and emotionless. The moment they looked at Wang Xiaoming, there was no sign, and the invisible attack began.

Wang Xiaoming felt his feet soften, as if he was stepping on quicksand, and the grave soil under his feet seemed to have life and began to climb up from the bottom of his feet.

At the same time, he also sensed a strong suppressive force accompanying the appearance of the grave soil, suppressing the extraordinary power in his body.

With a thought, Wang Xiaoming directly contacted the power of the knowledge wilderness to bless, and the spiritual status in his body surged, breaking through the suppressive power brought by the grave soil. At the same time, he took out a fierce ghost stored in the knowledge wilderness and put it on his body.

The next moment, the grave soil that seemed to be alive turned yellow, turned into quicksand and fell, and began to infect the grave soil in the opposite direction.

The grave soil and quicksand eroded each other, and there was no winner for a while. Luo Qian in front of the wooden house had an unchanged expression, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes: "Who are you?"

"Junior Wang Xiaoming, this time I came to ask for something from the senior." Wang Xiaoming said straightforwardly.

Wang Xiaoming? !

Luo Qian’s face, which had never changed, showed a suspicious look. He looked Wang Xiaoming up and down: “Is it you? The great inventor of the supernatural world?”

Wang Xiaoming nodded in acknowledgement and threw the certificate to him. Luo Qian was not afraid of the curse on the certificate and took it and read it directly.

After reading the certificate, Luo Qian was half-believing and half-doubting, but he still scattered the grave soil and asked tentatively: “I heard that you have an important invention recently, which shocked many people?”

Wang Xiaoming also scattered the quicksand and nodded: “Contract driving, a new way to drive evil spirits.”

Hearing Wang Xiaoming talk about contract driving, Luo Qian was relieved. He returned the certificate and asked: “Did you use contract driving to drive the evil spirit just now?”

“It’s a little different. My driving method is unique.” Wang Xiaoming said, his eyes swept over Luo Qian’s body, and he did not find the coffin nails.

Afterwards, the two exchanged information briefly, and Luo Qian also learned that Wang Xiaoming had met Zhang Dong. However, when Wang Xiaoming asked for the coffin nail, the scene became very quiet for a while.

The power of the coffin nail can be understood once it has been used. As the owner of the coffin nail, Luo Qian was naturally reluctant to part with it, which was normal.

Wang Xiaoming came to ask for it, mainly because he had read the original book in his previous life and knew that Luo Qian was dying. The coffin nail was also placed on the wooden stake outside the wooden house by him half a year later. It can be seen that Luo Qian still did not want the coffin nail to disappear with him.

Sure enough, after nearly a minute of silence, Luo Qian finally spoke: "Okay! Come with me to get it!"

After that, Luo Qian turned and walked into the wooden house. The strange thing was that when Luo Qian walked into the wooden house, Wang Xiaoming could not sense the other party's breath, as if there was no one in the wooden house, and even the sound of stepping on the wooden board disappeared.

Wang Xiaoming had no doubts about this and immediately followed him in. This was the confidence brought by his strong strength. Before, when he was at a low level and had no strength, he almost never left the headquarters.

Now, after fighting with the two Seven Elders of the Republic of China and determining his ecological niche, Wang Xiaoming can confidently say that there are very few places in the world that can threaten him.

As soon as he entered the wooden house, Wang Xiaoming saw a huge table, no... it should be said that it was a huge sand table. This was the sand table of the Endless Cemetery. He even saw a mini ghost bus in it.

This sand table can actually display the situation outside in real time, which is equivalent to installing surveillance throughout the Endless Cemetery. After the ghost bus came to this strange place, Luo Qian should have discovered them.

Out of curiosity, Wang Xiaoming opened the Knowledge Wilderness and looked at the sand table. Layers of curtains were peeled off like peeling an onion, and what appeared in his eyes was indeed a fierce ghost.

I don’t know what means Luo Qian used to turn this fierce ghost into a sand table of the Endless Cemetery.

"What a good trick, this ghost is also a good ghost!"

After seeing the sand table ghost clearly, Wang Xiaoming immediately became interested. It can show the situation of the entire endless cemetery. This thing is much more useful than the spirit measuring instrument he studied.

But now is not the time to study evil ghosts. Wang Xiaoming found that Luo Qian, who had just entered the room, had disappeared.

This is a room similar to a living room. Apart from this sand table, there are only some sundries left in the room, and there is nothing to pay attention to.

The lights in the house are dim. Wang Xiaoming found that there is a wooden door on both sides of the living room, which should lead to a room like a bedroom.

With a creak, the door on the right was opened, and Luo Qian walked out with a long wooden box in his hand. He walked to Wang Xiaoming and handed it out.

Wang Xiaoming took the wooden box and opened it to check. He saw the rusty coffin nails inside, which were exactly the same as the coffin nails he saw in Dachang City.

He reached out to touch it and immediately felt a strong spiritual suppression force.

"This thing has been with me for a long time and has solved many troubles for me." Luo Qian said, "It's just that it's no longer useful to me now."

Wang Xiaoming put away the coffin nails and expressed his gratitude to Luo Qian. He was generous enough to give away treasures like coffin nails.

After a few words, Wang Xiaoming asked about the origin of the sand table ghost. From Luo Qian's narration, he learned that this thing was indeed made to look like this.

The person who made the sand table was Zhang Bohua, one of the Seven Elders of the Republic of China, the old man who asked Qin Lao to send three portions of Chinese medicine powder.

Thinking of the medicine box in Zhang Bohua's hand that can automatically produce medicine in the original book, which was also made by a fierce ghost, Wang Xiaoming couldn't help but become interested.

Zhang Bohua obviously has the ability to forge supernatural weapons, and the supernatural weapons in his hands have no side effects.

Wang Xiaoming can easily make a fierce ghost into a supernatural weapon, but that is because he has two divine paths, while Zhang Bohua relies on the power of the fierce ghost.