Mystery Makes Me Strong

After two days of rest, Wen Rensheng started to get busy.

More than 400 cars of rare materials and exercise books brought back from the world of cultivating immortals have been transferred and placed in a large warehouse near the villa area.

There is no need for any special guards, because the entire Fragmented World is guarded.

If someone wants to steal, they will be stopped before they do it.

When he came to the warehouse, pieces of high-grade materials were lined up on the shelves, full of beautiful things, exuding all kinds of brilliance.

He took a piece of coral casually, and just squeezed it a little hard, and the coral broke into pieces.

This coral is called "Seven Treasures Coral". It can purify one's mind and get rid of distracting thoughts. It was originally the best material for making magic weapons to assist cultivation.

However, it has not been processed yet, so it will be broken first.

The power of space-time repulsion and rubbing can be seen from this.

"If those cultivators see it, I don't know how to feel sorry and curse."

Wen Rensheng shook his head.

He released his source power and swept them one by one.

In the end, it was found that there were only more than 400 vehicles, and in the end there were only more than 40 pieces, which could be used to make mysterious props.

Others just barely maintained their original shape and kept their complete shape.

The idea of ​​harvesting materials from other worlds is shattered.

This waste rate is too high, so high that even Wen Rensheng finds it shocking.

It seems that from other worlds, the best things to harvest are source power and information.

For Wen Rensheng himself, there was no shortage of Yuanli; what he needed was information.

Wen Rensheng picked up another exercise book from the shelf, which was also a top-ranked one.

I didn't use the jade slip from the world of cultivating immortals, because that thing also couldn't resist the power of time and space.

The name of the exercise is "Heaven and Earth Promise Concentrating on the Freedom of Heart", and in that world of cultivating immortals, as long as it is born, it will be a bloody storm, attracting a life-and-death struggle among the top few sects.

The winner will inevitably hide it in secret, without changing the word for tens of thousands of years.

He looked through it carefully, and what he was talking about was some methods of cultivation, how to absorb source power from the outside world and store it in the meridians, which is aura in the world of cultivating immortals.

It’s just that people in the real world don’t have so-called meridians, they are just places where nerves are concentrated. The ancients created acupuncture points and meridians to mark them for the convenience of memory.

Therefore, if this practice is to be used on Earth, it needs to be localized by scientists, just like the mage system.

Wen Rensheng put down his exercises, and prepared to use more than forty objects selected to make a mysterious prop.

Just as he was thinking, the warehouse suddenly went dark.

If it were someone else, I'm afraid I'd panic.

Of course Wen Rensheng was very calm.

He scanned around and found that it was not a power outage, but a strange atmosphere lingered around.

Are there any monsters who dare to plot against themselves?

Doesn't seem like a rational one.

The next moment, the warehouse was bright again, and four people were seen hanging from the ceiling of the warehouse!

They were wearing Taoist robes, monk robes, silk, linen and other clothes, and there was a grand master's chair under their feet.

"Aren't I already dead? Could it be that I was reincarnated again?" the Taoist said in panic.

"Life is death, and death is life. Life is life, death is death, what's the point?" the monk said with a look of enlightenment.

If it weren't for the fact that he still had a rope hanging from his head, which made him look extraordinarily funny, Wen Rensheng would definitely be in awe.

"Hey, let me down!" Wearing silk, the super fat man who visually weighed more than 300 catties was pulling the rope around his neck with all his strength.

"Don't bother, you haven't realized that you and I are not real people?" The last middle-aged man in sackcloth said lightly.

He seemed to be a commoner, but he was the first to see through his own state.

The other three suddenly realized, and then began to check their own status.

Wen Rensheng found that the four of them seemed unable to see himself, and he also discovered that these four should have been ordinary people before.

Otherwise, in the action just now, priority should be given to trying to use extraordinary means to break the suspended state.

He stepped forward to touch the grand teacher's chair under the monk's feet, and found that his hand went straight through it, and he couldn't touch it.

Could it be the reflection of time and space?

Just as he was thinking, a reminder came from Wen Rensheng's mind:

"The truth of the past: Can you solve the mystery of a treasure-hunting and murder case thousands of years ago?"

"Mystery: ???"

"Mysterious composition: ???"

Wen Rensheng became very interested in the fact that the reminder could be triggered.

What does this mean?

This shows that things in other worlds can also trigger the reminder of the mysterious seed.

His mind at this time was not on solving the case, but on which item triggered this event and created the scene before him.

Because this case is easy to solve, because the scope of the murderer is fixed, and the crime scene is fixed. At most, one of four choices can be made. This kind of case may be difficult for detectives, but it is the favorite for police officers.

You don't need to search for a needle in a haystack, just keep an eye on these four people.

Wen Rensheng looked around, and there were more than 400 carts of rare materials on the shelves, and it seemed that every one of them was possible.

At this moment, Fatty Silk suddenly stretched out his hand to feel something on his body, and then he found a note. After reading it, his expression changed, and he immediately swallowed the note!

Wen Rensheng was very curious about what the other party saw.

The other three people who saw the fat man's actions also started to grope around, but they all took out a note and looked down.

At this time, Wen Rensheng saw the content on the note:

"Do everything you can to kill the other three, and you can truly be resurrected."

"Hint: Kick down the two chairs adjacent to you to kill two people."

After watching it, Wen Rensheng understood that the key is to grasp the timing.

Everyone can sneak attack and kill the two neighbors on the left and right, but not the person directly opposite.

There is only one way to win, lure or wait, your neighbors, kill the people directly opposite you, and then attack the people on the left and right by yourself.

This involves extremely advanced social skills, not simple at all.

I'm afraid this is a replica of the situation when the treasure was seized back then. Four ordinary people competed for a piece of immortality cultivation materials, and then exhausted their efforts, and finally died...

Can they get rid of their original destiny now?

Wen Rensheng, as a bystander, was somewhat interested.

The four of them looked at the other three with a hint of wariness in their eyes.

The monk who sees through life and death has particularly focused eyes, as if he is afraid that the people next to him will sneak up on him in the next moment.

During the confrontation, the warehouse went dark again.

Wen Rensheng heard some whispering voices, but couldn't hear clearly, it seemed that the four of them were discussing or arguing about something.

As long as one person dies, the fragile stalemate will be broken.

Five minutes later, the warehouse lights up again.

Yet no one died.

The four stalemate again.

After a long time, the monk said: "Saving one life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha immediately. The poor monk saves one person, kills three, and finally there is a four-level pagoda."

There was a weird smile on his face, like an evil Buddha.

Next to the monk was the Taoist priest and the silk fat man, and opposite him was the middle-aged man in sackcloth.

Needless to say, the people he wanted to kill could only be the Taoist priest, the fat man, and himself...

The man in sackcloth was overwhelmed with surprise, clasped his hands together and said, "Thank you, master, if I get out alive, I will definitely recreate a golden body for you, so that you can enjoy incense day and night, and achieve true fruition as soon as possible."

The man's previous composure had disappeared at this time, and the rest was full of anticipation and hope.

"Very well, since you are so caring, the poor monk will go." The monk said.

At this moment, the warehouse went dark again.