Reading to Become a God

He smiled and said, "Lord Wu Lan is a very powerful means!"

Wu Lan smiled and said, "In the past, sometimes it was extinguished unconsciously.

This time, she seemed to change her mind deliberately, and the protagonist only felt a warm breeze blowing, and was physically and mentally happy. Then I saw Wu Lan coming out of the garden and said, "You follow me!"

The protagonist did not refuse to follow the woman and slowly walked towards the hall. As she walked, she said, "Since you have done the white tiger pattern well, I think your mind has reached the third level. "I also have a glass of wine here, if you drink it, you may be able to break through to the fourth level."

The protagonist was stunned by this sentence: "Is this idea also graded?"

Wu Lan said: "The level of thought is not as clear as the division of the realm, but every time you are promoted, you will find that there is a big difference." Just like your current three levels, you can do spiritual blessings. At the fourth level, you will understand an incarnation. Whether it can be realized or not, it will depend on your creation. "

The protagonist was surprised that he had no idea that he was really coming here.

Soon, he followed Wu Lan to the living room. There was a jug of wine and a glass on the table in the living room. Wu Lan stepped forward and poured the protagonist a glass of wine.

When Wu Lan grabbed the jug, the wine that was poured out was like a golden light. When the wine was full, she pointed to the glass and said, "This is the cup I said, you can drink it now, or drink it after adjusting it. "I still have a few orchids to plant, so I won't be with you anymore."

After that, she walked straight out of the living room, leaving the protagonist looking at the empty room and a glass of wine on the coffee table.

The protagonist looked at the glass of golden wine, he picked it up and drank it all.

When the drink entered his abdomen, a golden light went from his abdomen to the Zifu, and his brain seemed to have received a huge shock, and he suddenly lost consciousness.

Harvest

When the protagonist regained consciousness, he was standing on the balcony on the second floor, in front of a peach tree, and the peach branches had stretched out in front of him, and he could reach out and touch it. There is an old piano on the balcony, and a curly-haired cigarette is placed on a tall stool next to the piano. This is the cave given to him by Huang Fengdong. This is the balcony on the second floor of the pavilion.

There is a faint fragrance in the air, and the petals of peach blossoms are flying in his eyes. Looking at the familiar scenery, he has something strange, why come here?

There was a trance, and he even thought he was dreaming.

When the protagonist was confused, the scene in front of him began to distort. Not long ago, the whole world turned into a windmill. Looking around at the twisting and spinning of the scenery, his consciousness seemed to be spinning, and in a blink of an eye he knew nothing.

When he woke up again, he was awakened by cheers.

"Fake!"

There was a deafening sound in my ears. It was a cheering shout and an excited roar.

When he slowly opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was a corpse, only half a head, red and white, slowly flowing towards his cheek.

"Plop"

As soon as he regained consciousness, he breathed violently, and the dust on the ground exploded in his breath. He struggled to put his cheek against the ground and looked around. This place was like a gladiator. In the open circular field, there was a man walking around in the field. He raised his hands triumphantly, as if showing off. The spectators standing in the stands cheered for him, and their mouths shouted in unison and loudly: "Fake!"

He supported his body with both hands and tried to stand up from the ground. But it was too heavy, it was as heavy as a mountain, and it was difficult for him to even raise his arms.

The bones were scattered on the ground, as if scattered, and he just moved a little and lost his strength. Gasping on the ground again.

He gasped and looked around carefully.

Just now he looked around and found that there were holes one after another on the dry mud, lying on the ground, and there were all kinds of dead bodies.

Some were shot to death by arrows, some were killed by knives, and some were killed by boulders.