"Brother Mu, in fact, I came to you because of that game!"

Ding Rui on the side suddenly interjected.

"What the hell is going on?"

Mu Ping turned his face to Ding Rui and spoke in a low voice.

"Ding Rui begged Brother Mu to save my father!"

As he spoke, Ding Rui was about to kneel, but Mu Ping stretched out his hand to help him.

"Didn't your father go mad because of his practice? And you ...... last time because you were looking for the Pulse Spirit Grass?"

Mu Ping remembered the situation when he rescued Ding Rui and Ma Wu last time.

"Going crazy is only one aspect, but the main thing is that my father is addicted to a game that makes me unconscious!"

"Hahaha! This matter, only your insect grandfather knows the inside story best, and now you will release your insect grandfather, delicious and delicious to entertain, one day your insect grandfather will be happy, and you can't tell the truth!"

The demon worm laughed insolently.

"You're thinking too much!"

Mu Ping smiled slightly, and increased the strength of his hand, "You are still from the cultivation realm, haven't you heard of a kind of exercise called soul searching?"

"You...... You devil, you must not die well!"

With a "poof", a thick smoke rose out of thin air on the demon insect's body, just like some electrical appliance was burned by too high a voltage, it struggled twice, and then stopped.

"Think you can fool your young master like this?"

As soon as Mu Ping's hand moved, a purple flame lit up, and the demon insect whose memory had been crippled immediately turned into flying ashes.

Can the cold lizard demon fire be resisted by a small demon insect? But unfortunately, this demon insect destroyed its memory in order to keep it a secret.

Speaking of which, this demon insect is also urinary enough, and would rather die than reveal secrets, which is much stronger than some extra-essence molecules wearing human skin.

"Team Leader Li, go and bring Yang Jingxie and the others up!"

Mu Ping immediately rushed to Li Zhanyuan and gave the order.

"Yes!"

Li Zhanyuan waved his hand at the subordinates of the Xuan Group, and someone had already escorted Yang Jingxie into the gate with him.

"Give you and your sect a chance to explain everything you know about the game!"

Mu Ping's voice was not high, but it carried the majesty and unquestionable majesty of a superior person.

Hu Tiange nodded secretly, "Don't look at Mu Ping's immature appearance, with a harmless appearance of humans and animals, but he can speak and act with a clear eye, and he will definitely be able to do great things in the future!"

He silently prayed for Hu Mo, if his daughter was still in the world, he must firmly grasp the heart of this young man!

"I say, I say it all!"

Yang Jingxie had long lost his conceit of being above the top and looking at the world, and knelt on the ground with a "plop", and his back, which was already a little hunched, suddenly bent into a shrimp.

After his intermittent narration, Mu Ping knew a rough idea.

It turned out that a year ago, a large-scale game arose on the Internet, called "Doomsday", which was also highly recommended by Wuhun Online, and it was very marketable among martial artists.

The game tells the story of an immortal saving the end of the world, and every warrior who enters the game is automatically made an immortal, which is also a kind of cosplay.

Who doesn't want to be a great hero who stands up to the sky? Who doesn't want to fight with a sword?

So, one pass two, two pass two, this game quickly spread among martial artists.

Just like a normal game, entering this game is like entering another world, with mountains and rivers and sects, just like the real thing. In particular, there are endless exercises and secret books and elixir real weapons, all of which have not been heard of or seen by the mortal planet of the earth and the martial artists above.

What interests the martial artist the most is that after practicing the exercises and cheats inside, after coming out of the game, it still remains in the memory, and according to the cultivation, it is more than several times higher than the original cultivation speed.

It is even said that some people have cultivated in it to the point of foundation building, and when they return to reality, they have quickly reached the same cultivation after cultivating in the same way.

This legend spread ten, ten to hundred, and later, almost the entire Chinese warriors knew the benefits of this game, and rushed to enter to find the opportunity.

Yang Jingxie was originally just a small person similar to an outer disciple in Cangshanmen, because he was admitted to university and broke away from Cangshanmen, it was through this game that he practiced a set of martial arts techniques, and then he was promoted to a yellow-level martial artist.

The same was true for the other three.

At first, getting into the game is very easy, as long as

Just sign up for an account, and the rewards are many, but as more and more monks enter, the game starts to level up.

Now, without a yellow-level cultivator, there is no registration at all, and there are all kinds of tasks to complete in it in order to obtain the practice cheats and true elixirs to arm themselves.

And the means for ordinary people to obtain these cultivation resources can only rely on their own qi and blood and longevity, and if they are willing to consume their qi and blood and longevity, they can obtain the corresponding resources, and they can go all the way from weak to strong.

"Don't you need the main body to enter the game?"

Mu Ping touched his nose, he remembered that when he saw Jiang Feng lying on the bed on the first day of registration, wasn't his qi and blood slowly draining? Could it be that he had also entered this game?

"Of course not, to enter this game is to register on the computer, and to communicate with the spirit. ”

"It's kind of interesting. ”

Mu Ping nodded slightly, and immediately fell into deep thought.

Everything has a result, there must be a reason, since the ultimate goal of the behind-the-scenes operators who designed this game is to obtain qi and blood and longevity, then what does he want to do?

"Is it ......?"

After a long time, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he suddenly remembered that when he was in the Xuan Demon Continent, an evil sect wanted to resurrect an ancestor who had been dead for thousands of years, and once used the method of blood sacrifice to capture tens of millions of monks alive.

"Could it be that the makers of this game also want to resurrect something or someone in this way?"

"How many registered users of the game?"

"I don't know the specifics, but how come there are tens of millions of people, right?"

Yang Jingxie knows everything and says everything.

"As you said just now, you need to do tasks to enter the game, so are there any tasks in reality?"

"Yes. ”

Yang Jingxie nodded heavily.

"The game releases bounty announcements from time to time, and the bounties are some things in reality, if anyone can get them, the game can be promoted more than one, two or three times, this time we returned to Linda, it was me looking for a spiritual grass in Linda. ”

"Go to Linda to look for the spirit grass, what is the name of the spirit grass?"

Mu Ping raised his eyebrows, how could there be spirit grass in an ordinary university?

"Ergot vine. ”

"Sure enough, it's something that restores mental power!"