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Mu Ping didn't know that he hadn't entered the game yet, and he was remembered by others, and even if he knew, he didn't have time to take care of it, because at this moment, his spirit had already entered the game.

"Shaoxia, the concubine body is finally waiting for you!"

As soon as he entered the game, Mu Ping felt that the whole world in front of him suddenly darkened, the sky turned gray, and the lead block was like a top, which was not much worse than the netherworld he had entered.

There was a snort in the sky that went deep into the bone marrow, and the sugar content was enough to have eight plus signs, which made the bones crisp.

He raised his eyes to see, in front of him was a black peak, roughly estimated to be thousands of zhang high, and at the top of the peak, there stood a girl wearing a pink and white monk's suit, although the distance was thousands of zhang, but the girl's face seemed to be close at hand, within reach.

With a fair face, moderate height, curved willow eyebrows, small mouth blood red, one more point on the body is fat, one less point is weak, and the pink and white monk's skirt is windless and automatic, making her look like a fairy descending to earth, and like a fairy in the world, fresh and refined, full of fairy energy.

From the girl's eyes, there is a touch of shyness and expectation, any man will not be able to take a step when he sees it, he will be excited, and his blood will be full of blood.

"Is this Miss Fairy?"

Mu Ping finally understood, why ordinary people like Jiang Feng couldn't extricate themselves as soon as they entered the game, with such a big beauty here, who could be alone?

Compared with this beauty, the women in the world have become vulgar fat fans, but they are really a little bit unsightly.

"Young man, if you want to know the rules of this game, you have to walk to the concubine in person!"

The voice of the woman/delicate/drip/drip/, extremely / charming / seductive /.

At the same time, a dark gray light secretly swept over Mu Ping's body, and if it weren't for his strong mental strength, he wouldn't have been able to find it at all.

"Is this a probing exercise?"

Mu Ping knew that this was likely to be a phantom array, and the girl was just a part of the phantom array, just like the moon in the water and the flowers in the mirror, flashy, just a character made up by the game controller with imagination.

But the gray light that swept through was real, because it was part of the game, to see if he was hiding his cultivation

For.

Fortunately, as soon as he came in, he suppressed his cultivation at the peak of the yellow-level martial artist, which was the same as the level he filled in when he signed up.

Sure enough, the gray light didn't notice anything unusual, and after only three scans, it quietly withdrew.

And the girl also disappeared from her figure.

"Is this a rhythm that has been flattened?"

Mu Ping shrugged his shoulders.

The person who compiles the game,The human heart has been studied to the bones.,Know what kind of performance can arouse men's fighting/desire/desire///" to the greatest extent, and being flattened by a woman is obviously not something that men can bear, not to mention these warriors who usually have eyes above the top, and they can't bear it even more.

What if you can't stand it?

In order to make women look down on her, she can only spend all her energy and blood and grit her teeth to cultivate, which is exactly the conspiracy of the game developers.

Of course, this is just Mu Ping's speculation, and the conclusion drawn through human nature can only be regarded as one aspect, which monk does not want to improve his cultivation and does not want to obtain the secret book of the exercises? I am afraid that these are the more powerful motivations.

Mu Ping didn't care too much about the fairy, he looked carefully, and found that if he wanted to cross this high mountain, he could only climb up from the foot of the mountain, and there was a sheep intestine path in front of him, which twisted and turned to the top of the mountain.

He didn't hesitate to climb the stairs, and suddenly, he felt his body sink down sharply, and his bones crackled.

In fact, although the soul body has no body, it is no different from ordinary people, the height is the same as the original, and the bones of the whole body are the same as the original, this is the domineering point of this game, the soul body of the person goes in, as if he has gone in.

And the pressure formed by this gravity is even worse than the pressure that Mu Ping encountered in the sea of time and the black mountain in the Yanyuan of Time.

If you are not careful, you are in danger of being crushed.

The path under his feet was less than a meter wide, winding upwards at an angle of forty-five degrees, and there were cliffs on the left and right, and if he was not careful, he would fall.

However, this small pressure may pose some threats to other monks, even Xuan-level martial cultivators, but for him, a monk who has specialized in refining the body, and the cultivation of the body has reached the three-layer golden skin of the mortal body, it is not the same as the back

It made no difference if he carried a bag of 200 pounds of grain.

As long as you resist a little, that's it.

He didn't choose to run the Emperor's Refining Technique, this game is so weird, who knows if there will be any means to steal the exercises secretly, if that's the case, he can't steal chickens, but he will lose a handful of rice, this kind of loss-making business, he won't do it.

"Up!"

His muscles tensed, and the cultivation of the peak martial artist of the yellow level was in operation, and he took a big stride to climb up the mountain.

Sure enough, after he climbed fifty zhang away, he felt his brain "squeak", as if a long needle had pierced in, Mu Ping knew that at this time, someone was exploring the secret of his knowledge of the sea. But he didn't resist with his luck, but pretended not to know anything and continued to move forward.

Now, what he is running is the reckless and ridiculous techniques of all the martial arts cultivators in Huaxia, this kind of rotten street thing, Mu Ping can imitate it at will.

And his sea of consciousness has been closed, and without the spiritual power of the Immortal Emperor level, he wants to spy on anything.

Although his divine sense was shielded here, his spiritual power could still cover a radius of five hundred meters, and even the vague black shadow that used his spiritual power to probe him appeared in his mind without reservation.

It was a guy equivalent to a ground-level martial artist cultivator, and his spiritual power was hovering around the ninth-level cultivator of Qi cultivation, just such a little spiritual power, if he was willing, he could turn the other party into an idiot in minutes.

But he didn't want to attract the attention of the game controller because of his recklessness.

“!”

The explorer's spiritual power had just withdrawn, and three invisible spiritual power attacks followed.

It was three needle-like spiritual power thorns the size of a northern woman's sodium sole needle, which could cause some damage to a yellow-level martial artist.

He pretended not to see and moved on.

"Puff puff!"

The needles formed by the three spiritual powers pierced into his sea of consciousness at once, and then began to shuttle and destroy.

Mu Ping suddenly understood why the monks or ordinary people who came out of the game, when they first came out, were all hysterical, as if they had lost their souls, their eyes were straight, and their eye circles were black, it turned out to be the sequelae left by the destruction of their sea of consciousness.