Chapter 93: Ready to play

In the next few days, Lingping stayed upstairs.
In addition to going downstairs to get takeaways, he has been busy upstairs preparing various historical materials and materials from the Song Dynasty.
Within two days of work, his bedroom was filled with various history books.
There are orthodox "Xu Zi Zhi Tong Jian" and "Song History", as well as various unofficial histories and paragraphs, as well as literati's notes at that time, and various papers and research reports downloaded from the Internet.
Various maps are hung on the walls of the bedroom, which are basically the borders, administrative areas and political divisions and traffic roads of the surrounding areas in the Song Dynasty.
In short, he has made enough preparations.
Now, all that is left is to determine the time and the identity of the protagonist.
but……
These are not in a hurry!
Lingping took out his phone and looked at the icon of the "Nightmare Legend" on it.
It's already counting down.
In another hour, he will be able to enter the virtual reality game world again and mow the grass happily.
The last game experience was really great!
So even a week has passed, he still has endless aftertaste.
So he put aside his work.
Holding the phone, get ready to connect to 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 depths of Chang'an City, Xinghan Shaofu's layered arrays conceal everything in it.
Liu Yu stood in front of a sacred kiln, watching a clay figure he had just made by himself, being sent into the sacred kiln.
He picked up the pen and began to record on a piece of bamboo slips.
"Thirty-second firing experiment..."
"The clay figure is in good condition..."
"The Shen Kiln is in good condition..."
"Shen Kiln Charge..."
In the end, these words were condensed into one word on bamboo slips.
This is the great creation of the Tianshang Dynasty!
Long before the ancestor dragon came to the world, a dynasty called Tianshang ruled this land.
The royal family of the Shang Dynasty is the descendant of Tianfeng.
Therefore, they brought Tianfeng's writing skills to the world.
This technique condenses countless characters into one character by writing characters on special bamboo slips, and can also be encrypted.
After encryption, no one can see the condensed content of this word except the person who writes the text and the person who masters the password.
Therefore, in the Tianshang dynasty, spells were knowledge that only nobles and priests could master.
The civilians have not even heard of it!
This situation was changed when the Zulong came to the world.
Zu Long brought paper and printing. He swept the princes, unified the country, and established Xianqin.
Then He forcibly ordered the nobles and priests who had mastered the magic skills to hand over their codes and books.
The disobedient die!
Go to death with their spells and codes!
This is the famous book burning and confucianism!
Liu Yu's eyes stared at the Shenyao closely.
As the psychic energy in the kiln began to overflow, a powerful spiritual fire rose, and the clay figurines, made of special spiritual clay mixed with various special metals, were gradually roasted to fuse them together.
Psionic energy wanders in their torso, forming special lines.
Half an hour later, the door of the Shenyao was opened.
A pottery figurine with red body and smoking came out of it.
The two agate stones inlaid in its eyes lit up.
It knelt before its creator, bowed its knees and worshiped.
Liu Yu looked at him, with joy and regret.
Fortunately, he finally succeeded, but unfortunately, the pottery figurines he refined were not those made by Zulong.
It can only accept simple instructions and perform basic tasks.
It was unable to perform orders and tasks autonomously, and make corresponding judgments, on the same level as Zulong’s pottery warriors and bronze warriors.
"Legend, Zulong has refined three types of pottery figurines..."
"What Gu today refined should be the first type of ancestral dragon refining..."
"So..." Liu Yu touched the book in his hand: "It's Zu Long's initial notes..."
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Han Li jumped down from the tall building and landed steadily on the ground.
The babbling in her ears has helped her identify all the ghosts and evil spirits nearby.
"You can't run away..." Han Li held the spirit blade and ran in one direction quickly.
While running, she added a seal to herself.
This is a technique she has learned from practicing "Death Walker's Spirit Sacrifice".
Its name is: The Gift of Wind!
Thus, her slender and fit legs were blessed and missed by the wind.
Every step is as light as an elf.
She can now dance in the hands of the emperor like the ancient Han Gong Feiyan.
However, she now uses this artistic footsteps to track her enemies.
An evil wizard who manipulates corpses and dead spirits.
Pedal!
She stepped over a wall that had collapsed, and the Spirit Blade cut through its clumsy and ridiculously arranged obstacles.
This lich has been operating a base area in this area for a long time, completely exposed in broad daylight.
After discovering that his spell 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 galloping towards it, and immediately began to cast the spell in a frantic manner.
"Fear!" It chanted a spell, and a cloud of bluish aura overflowed from it.
"Paralysis!" It gave birth to ossified fingers and released a cloud of blue-gray gas.
"Lightning!" A thunderbolt was released from its staff.
If the average demon hunter is caught off guard, he will definitely suffer a big loss, or even a face-to-face encounter, he will be defeated by these three tricks.
However, Han Li's babble had already told her the characteristics and spells of this monster.
She leaped up gently, and threw out the spirit blade in her hand, piercing the fragile eye sockets of the monster with powerful psychic energy.
At the same time, her body was under the shelter of the wind, silently, but very quickly approached behind the other party.
Before he could react, a scarlet whip was rolled up in Han Li's hand.
Snapped! The long whip completely entangled the head of this monster.
At this time, the thrown spirit blade came late and plunged into the center of the monster's dark eyes.
boom!
The lich's skeleton shattered to the ground.
But it was still alive. On the boned head, the upper and lower jaws were closed one by one and said: "Succubus!"
"Whose subordinate are you?!"
"I am a human!" Han Li stepped on its bones: "Hunt your humans!"
"Heh!" A mocking smile appeared in the Lich's jaws: "Humans?"
"Sooner or later this world will become part of the great abyss!"
"Human... your flesh and soul will become the nourishment of the eternal abyss!"
"You can't even help me!"
It is a lich.
The phylogeny has long been hidden in the abyss, even if it is dead here, the soul will resurrect in the abyss.
"Really?!" Han Li smiled, very cute.
The rustling voice in her ears, she squatted down on her increasingly plump body under the urging of babble, and then grabbed the head.
She looked at the head of the lich: "Hiding the phylogeny in the abyss will be foolproof?!"
"wrong!"
So, she took the head and used its bones to put a strange symbol on the ground.
This is Mr. Umr, a small invention specially designed for abyssal creatures.
Scientific, safe and effective creation.
Then, she threw the head of the lich into it.
My mouth began to recite words of unknown meaning.
With her singing, the symbols on the ground gradually shone.
The lich knew that something was wrong now.
But it is too late!
Its bones disappeared in the light, together with its phylogeny hidden in the abyss.
When the light dissipated, UU reading www.uukanshu.com there was only one thing on the ground-a round, white walnut-like thing.
That is the nucleus of the Lich’s brain, Mr. Umr’s masterpiece.
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Chu Weiwei sat in the bedroom, she looked at the clock on the wall.
The hour hand ticked slowly to eleven o'clock.
The nightmare mark on her wrist started to get hot.
"I don't know, can I meet seniors this time?" Chu Weiwei thought.
A few days ago, the monk named Fahai killed the Werewolf Duke William in Kunlun Prefecture and surrendered to the headless knight Hill.
Unfortunately, this monk is hard to find, no one knows where he is and where he has gone.
Only Chu Weiwei vaguely guessed that he was probably in the so-called nightmare world. </div>