Chapter 309

"Hint: are you willing to follow the old Willan's instructions and become his disciple?"

What else can I think of?

Roger directly chose "confirm"!

Next second.

A satisfied voice sounded in his ear:

"Worthy of being my successor."

"Now, get up and leave the room and walk north along the road in the middle of the village."

"I'll wait for you by the lake of rest."

Say.

The sound gradually turned into a vague and traceless whisper.

Only the last sentence rippled back and forth like a magic sound in Roger's brain——

"Waiting for you..."

"Waiting for you..."

"Waiting for you..."

Roger shook his head and stood up neatly from the broken bed full of moonlight.

Bedside.

The vigilant sandy soap seemed to be aware of something.

It wriggled hard:

"Master, don't..."

Its voice was mercilessly blocked.

Roger gently grabbed the soap and stuffed it into the pocket on the right side of his pants, and then gave it a little scratch.

Next.

He walked out of the deserted hut without expression.

The yard outside was full of moonlight.

Thousands of shining dandelions float in the air.

These lights are intertwined.

The Lakeside Village is illuminated like day.

Roger is walking on the road.

From time to time, I can see some shadows in the houses beside the road.

There are also psychics spying on him.

But no one came out of the room to interfere.

Roger didn't care.

According to the ancient saying, he left the village all the way north and arrived at the quiet lake along a moonlight path covered with pebbles.

It was midnight.

The lake is foggy.

It's getting closer.

Roger found a man standing by the lake covered in gray robes and hoods.

Grey robed people have no faces.

When Roger's eyes focused deep in his hood.

He could only see a fog that seemed to have just risen from his pipe.

"You came at the right time."

The grey robed man said:

"The treasure buried in the lake of rest will only rise to the visible place with such stars and weather tonight."

"Change to normal."

"They will hide in a paradox that does not belong to the spiritual and material worlds."

"Since ancient times, no one has been able to enter the paradox."

Roger nodded softly.

"The world thinks I have fallen. In fact, I have been trying to repair the sixth plank road. You should see? My way of ascension is not cut off, but there is a little mistake."

The grey robed man calmly stated:

"After all, my efforts over the years have not been in vain. I found a treasure in the treasure of Lake Sabbath that can help me repair the sixth plank road."

"But I have no physical body and cannot interfere with the changes in the material world."

"So..."

"Will you help me get the treasure?"

"Once you succeed, you will become my chief disciple, and on the day of my ascension, you will be promoted to a new old man, and you will enjoy an almost eternal life..."

His voice gradually filled with temptation.

Roger suddenly raised his voice and rolled up his sleeves:

"Then what are you doing?"

"Let's start quickly!"

The grey robed man was stunned for a moment.

He seems to have prepared a lot of persuasion, but he didn't expect that it didn't need to be used.

But he also reacted quickly.

Under the moonlight.

He walked to the lake without saying a word.

Roger walked past.

Indeed, a large foreign body emitting golden light was found at the bottom of the lake.

Between foreign objects.

There are also a group of fish with silver scales wandering back and forth.

They look leisurely and serene.

"Don't underestimate these fish, they are also monsters from the land of paradox."

The grey robed man said coldly:

"I will lead you to the bottom of the lake, but the subsequent exploration of the treasure can only rely on yourself, understand?"

"Understand!"

Roger responded loudly.

His voice echoed in the woods at night.

The man in grey turned and looked at him with his head askew.

Roger also looked at each other righteously.

A long time.

The grey robed man said calmly:

"Don't shout so loudly."

"Oh, I see."

Roger said.

"Come with me. I jump, and you jump immediately. Remember to be fast. I can't open the door to the treasure at the bottom of the lake for long..."

Say.

The grey robed man jumped!

In a moment.

A whirlpool shaped gate appeared on the lake.

The grey robed man's body lightly touched the gate woven by the lake.

"Hurry..."

He subconsciously urged.

But that moment.

He was directly stupid——

Because he only saw a figure that was fast away from the shore!

Roger ran away without looking back!

When it is.

A light wind blew across the lake.

Roger's mocking voice was also sent:

"Just you, old man Willan?"

"Then I'm still the first emperor of Qin..."

"Why don't you just say money?"

Although I didn't understand the meaning of Roger's words.

But the grey robed man was still out of anger!

With a roar, he rolled his grey robe upside down and chased it quickly!

When it is.

A violent ripple burst in the middle of the lake.

The colorful treasures at the bottom of the lake have become piles of corroded and shapeless bones!

As for those wandering silver scale fish.

It has also become a group of strange creatures with bone spurs and blisters.

Rest in the lake under the moonlight.

These strange fish are eating the nutrients on the withered bones crazily!

The woods by the lake.

Roger walked fast.

But the flying speed of the grey robed man is obviously different from that of ordinary people!

In the blink of an eye.

He flew behind Roger.

His mouth is full of words.

Accompanied by the invisible language of the grey robed man.

Four thick yellow tentacles are growing rapidly on the woodland ahead!

The tentacles waved wildly, blocking Roger's way.

"How dare you tease me!"

The grey robed man was furious.

He raised his right hand, turned into a claw, and scratched Roger's back heart like a fierce ghost!

But the next second.

Roger, who had been running away, turned around voluntarily!

Facing the claws of the grey robed man.

There was no fear on his face!

Under the moonlight.

Roger's shoulders shrugged a dozen times.

The light of the snow knife flashed through!

After a while.

The sound of knife soldiers entering the meat slowly sounded.

In the incredible eyes of the grey robed man.

His right hand was gradually paralyzed.

His body suspended in midair suddenly cracked into pieces!

Rolling down like a rock!

Poop!

One time.

The smell of evil is overflowing.

The rotten meat fell feebly to the ground, emitting bursts of black smoke.

The land of black smoke waves.

The originally dense grass was also smoked to death!

Roger couldn't help taking two steps back.

Then slowly retract the 'knife'.

In a moment.

The long knife, which appeared out of thin air and was quite similar to the red moon, smoothly turned into a sweet soap.

"Impostors are not so good!"

"It seems that the combat power of $16 a second is more than enough to deal with such counterfeiters."

Roger breathed a slow sigh of relief.

Looking at the data column.

"Tip: you used 'Psychic soap', Sandy's inspiration -1"

"You got a high imitation of the Red Moon"

"Record: your sword attack speed is 700 points and is in effect..."

"Tip: you killed the impostor moguli"

"Kill order: you have obtained the channeling from moguli: frost"

"In the settlement of the earthly panel, whether to convert the psionic: frost into a bit space? The convertible bit space includes but is not limited to the following options:

1. Ocean

2. Snow mountain

3. Moonlight

4. Winter

5. Swamp

……」

See here.

Roger was stunned.

"In the historical world, can the killing order also be qualified?"

"Then the coverage of this transformation is too wide!"

Think of here.

His heart couldn't help beating!

If at first he thought the legacy of time was a little boring.

Then with his gradual deepening.

He has discovered the beauty of this place!

This is simply a great place for directional brushing!

In the real world.

Bit lattice has long been divided into thousands of kinds in various subdivisions.

Even Roger.

It's too difficult to find the position you need by looking for brothers!

But in the historical world of Yuanwang town.

It seems that there is only five elements plus one time!

At most, there are other unpopular positions——

But those are no longer important!

Knife, spring, frost, stove, breath.

These five kinds of psychics correspond to the vast majority of figures in the real world!

besides.

It is not difficult to find out after Roger's experiment.

The efficiency of channeling into bit space is still quite high!

under these circumstances.

If you only lock your eyes on the killing position of Daoism.

That's a little narrow-minded.

You can also brush other bits by the way!

With this in mind.

Roger wants to set a small goal first——

Um.

At least I have another chance to reincarnate.

It's not too much to aspire to be a five element soldier in Yuanwang Town, is it?

Be determined to be determined.

Reality still needs to be dealt with first.

Face many choices of frost.

Roger finally chose the "Moonlight lattice"!

After exchange.

The killing order prompted him to obtain a moonlight level of 0.04.

"Moonlight level: you can get excess returns from bathing in the moonlight.

When you are in the moonlight, you will gain the following passive attributes:

Movement speed +30%;

Charm +3;

Sneak +100;

Dance +100;

Charm +100;

You have gained the feat of random bit space - Moonlight summoning. "

"Moonlight Summoning: every month, in the moonlight, you can summon a weapon belonging to you, making it gain a certain attribute increase or limit reduction (permanent / unique)"

"Is the attribute of ascension or the nature of weakening permanent?"

"A weapon can only be summoned once, can it?"

Roger analyzed it carefully.

He wanted to try the gold content of moonlight summoning on the spot.

But now in the wild.

Although the malicious impostor has been killed.

The four tentacles have also disappeared.

But that doesn't mean everything is safe.

Then he picked up a strange slate left by the impostor after his death.

Then walk quickly to Lakeside Village.

Out of the woods.

Roger met an old man who looked like a gentleman in a tuxedo.

The other party was leaning on his stick and looking in the direction of Roger.

"Over the years, the impostors have been desecrating the glory of Lord vilan, and you are the first guy who can kill the impostor."

Didn't wait for Roger to speak.

The man said stiffly:

"This may bring you good luck."

"Mr. Mott?"

Roger vaguely guessed his identity.

The other party should be the steward of the ancient villian, the legendary immortal moto.

Moto nodded vigorously.

Roger originally thought that the old guy had to wait here to say something else to himself.

Who ever thought that the other party would only drop one sentence after nodding his head:

"Go back to the village early. It's not safe outside."

Then he left with a stick.

Looking at moto's leaving figure.

Roger showed a thoughtful expression.

After a while.

A mist rose in the forest.

Roger didn't stay any longer and hurried back to the village.

It's also a coincidence.

He ran into lanweil, the only acquaintance at the entrance of the village.

The young scholar looked haunted.

As Roger approached.

He was still pacing repeatedly, with something in his mouth.

"Is there anything I can do to help?"

Roger asked voluntarily.

Lanwill was startled when he heard the speech.

But when he saw it was Roger, the young man immediately relaxed and said with a bitter face:

"I'm hesitating whether to participate in tomorrow's game."

"I just heard from Mr. Mott that people like us who get invitations through formal channels can voluntarily give up the opportunity to participate in the game."

"In this way, although I won't have a chance to get Lord vilan's treasure, I can also exchange two to three months of safe training time in lakeside town. I'm wondering whether this deal is worth it..."

Formal channels?

Refers to black market auction?

Roger looked at the curse claw on the back of his hand and smiled:

"I can't help you."

"In my opinion."

"You'd better follow your heart's choice."

Finish this sentence.

He also ignored lanwill, who was a little confused, and walked to his room with big steps.

Until you safely return to your temporary home.

The smile on Roger's face slowly faded.

"Give up?"

"Interesting, this is also a reasonable explanation... If the invitation becomes a ticket to the cultivation treasure land, I'm afraid there are not many people who really participate in the so-called game."

He sat at the head of the bed and thought quietly.

The Lakeside Village looks calm on the surface.

In fact, there are dangers everywhere.

If he hadn't heard lanweil mention the impostor, and the other party had many flaws, I'm afraid he would also suffer a lot.

And at the thought of lanwell.

Roger is also full of doubts.

In the "invisible language" of channeling.

The name, in reverse, means "veyland II"!

It's hard not to make him doubt the origin of the other party!

"If Willan has more than two lives..."

Roger shuddered as he thought about it.

I always feel that the whole world is full of conspiracy!

Compared with Yuanwang town.

Even Mistra seems a lot more honest and honest!

Thought for a long time.

He still hasn't found a clue.

The feeling of upset surged into my heart again.

In Roger's feelings.

The night seemed particularly long.

I can't sleep around.

He simply got up from bed to experiment with "Moonlight summoning".

Because all his weapons are sealed.

Roger guessed that this ability could only strengthen the weapons he carried at most.

But the next second.

His face was swollen!

In the low singing sound.

The pure white moonlight suddenly appeared in his palm.

Roger was inspired.

One thing is missing from the tinder bag.

And when it reappeared in Roger's palm.

It's already a big caliber silver pistol that unlocks the seal!

"Blasphemous moon (hot weapon / upgraded / usable)"

"Historical panel attribute: one hit, one kill (below the ancient)"

"Restriction (weakened): upgraded, or hot weapon level 0.3, or moonlight (or related) level 0.04 (originally 0.4)"

"Warning: using weapons from this world in the historical world will greatly increase your outliers!"

"Tip: you can use psychic soap to cover the weapon surface to alleviate this problem. During the covering process, slight attribute changes may occur..."

"Do you need Sandy's help?"

"That's fine!"

"You can finally use the best weapons!"

At that moment.

Roger was in tears!

This super pistol found on 010 has been eaten in the tinder bag for too long.

Now I finally have a chance to shine!

At that moment, he couldn't wait to get familiar with the murder weapon in his hand.

And let Shandi cover the pistol with various postures, and cover up his traces from the world with the breath of psychics.

imperceptibly.

It's bright outside the window.

A hustle and bustle came from the village.

Roger cleaned up quickly.

Then walk out of the room quickly.

There was a noisy quarrel in the early morning wind.

meanwhile.

The invitation letter in his arms was slightly hot.

cracking.

On the square in the middle of the village.

36 psychics and the old housekeeper moto are in place.

The game held in Lakeside Village for many years has never been known to outsiders.

After all, it slowly kicked off.