readx;? One bottle is invalid, two bottles are invalid, and it was not until the total number of bottles that the prompt changed, but what he meowed was "Weapon luck value dropped by 1", Wu Hao cursed angrily, and continued to use it helplessly. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

This time, the effect was good, at the fifty-seventh bottle, the luck value rose to 5, and then after three more bottles, the luck value of the weapon actually increased to 6! Wu Hao began to hesitate, the 6 luck value had already increased his combat power by nearly 10,000 points, should he continue to hit level 7? In case of failure, there is a high chance that he will not even be able to keep level 6! When he was playing games before, he had heard that some people even drank the luck value from 6 to 1.

After some ideological struggle, Wu Hao looked at the 45 bottles of blessed oil lying quietly in his backpack, and was ruthless, and chose to continue using it and hit Lucky 7. One bottle doesn't work, two bottles don't work, ten bottles still don't work, and by the twelfth bottle, the luck value finally dropped from 6 to 5, and Wu Hao's heart was blocked for a while.

didn't stop, Wu Hao held his breath, continued to impact, and used two more bottles, and the luck value fell directly to 4, ah! Wu Hao pulled his hair. Friends who have upgraded weapons in the game should have such an experience, and when they see that the value of the weapon does not rise but falls, they want to pump their hearts.

There is no way, now it is like this, only to continue. Wu Hao felt that as long as he could drink the luck value back to 6 today, the more than 100 bottles of blessing oil would be worth it. The next 30 bottles of blessed oil pulled Wu Hao's heart in the lifting and lowering, and finally, when there were still 3 bottles left in the end, the luck value of the Staff of Judgment was raised to level 6, Wu Hao decisively stopped his movements, and gasped and quit the game.

Quite satisfied with the end of today's game, with a sense of discomfort with a surge in strength, Wu Hao was about to rest for a while. As soon as I closed my eyes, I heard people constantly breaking through the sky on the roof.

"Has someone found the treasure?" With questions, Wu Hao immediately got up and went out and also ran onto the roof.

Wu Hao, who went up to the rooftop, saw a spectacular scene, countless black shadows, flying in the low sky of Jinguang City in the moonlight. The destination of these dark shadows is in one direction, the largest temple in the Golden Light City, the Golden Light Temple.

Without much delay, Wu Hao also ran to Jinguang Temple along the crowd, and soon came to the door of the temple, which was already surrounded by people inside and outside. The atmosphere was very tense at this time, and everyone was vigilant against the crowd around them, and from time to time they watched the situation in the temple.

Standing on a relatively prominent roof on the periphery, Wu Hao carefully probed the inside of the temple, but found nothing, and couldn't help but be full of doubts. Suddenly, two more figures appeared around him, and one of them made a voice: "Don't be surprised, there is nothing here for the time being, but it's almost there!"

Wu Hao was not surprised by the sudden appearance of the two people, since he learned the "Tianxin Sword Technique", Wu Hao relied on his super spiritual power to have a very keen sense of the aura fluctuations within a radius of 100 meters. As early as when the two of them came within 100 meters of him, he sensed it, but the other party did not show hostility, so he did not pay much attention.

Now that the other party opened his mouth to talk to him, he was indeed a little confused about the current situation, so he glanced back at the familiar face of the other party and asked, "I don't know what this big brother meant, what's fast?"

The two on the other side were the brothers sitting at the table behind Wu Hao in the restaurant at noon. It was the junior disciple who spoke, and at this time he explained: "This treasure is actually stored in the Xuanyuan world established behind the death of a Buddhist martial saint. It was only after so many years that its master's guardian energy could be exhausted, and the Xuanyuan World would reveal its entrance tonight. ”

Wu Hao listened to it and finally understood the cause and effect of the matter. It's just that he has once entered the virtual realm, and he has also learned from the ancestor that the real Xuanyuan world is extremely vast, and it can be called a real small world. In this world, you can see any kind of terrain, all kinds of species can survive, and of course, all kinds of dangers also exist. This is not a paradise on earth, and it seems that getting treasures is not as simple as imagined.

After the junior brother finished speaking, he carefully observed Wu Hao, and saw his knowing expression, he knew that this person's background must be extraordinary, coupled with his skills in the restaurant, he made up his mind to make friends. So he said: "Wang Bohan, a disciple of the Sword Academy in the Diving Dragon Holy Land, this is my senior brother Zheng Xuanyang, I don't know what kind of master the little brother is?"

When Wu Hao heard that the other party was actually a disciple of the Holy Land, he couldn't help but be shocked, and after carefully looking at the two of them, he found that they were both masters of the Wujue Realm, and hurriedly clasped his fists and saluted: "Brother Zheng, Brother Wang, I dare not be a high-footer, under Wu Hao, he is a disciple of the Zhentian Sword Sect." ”

That Wang Bohan listened and nodded, sure enough, the Zhentian Sword Sect is also the largest and most orthodox sect in the Hidden Dragon Empire except for the Holy Land, no wonder it can produce a young master like Wu Hao. Although neither he nor his senior brother could see Wu Hao's cultivation realm, through the matter of the restaurant, he always felt that Wu Hao must be a master who was not inferior to himself.

"Since he is a disciple of Zhentian, he is indeed a famous disciple, I am afraid that Brother Wu is not yet eighteen, right?" Wang Bohan continued to ask.

Although Wu Hao is less than fourteen years old, he is tall and tall, and with the calmness of crossing the male age, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is like seventeen or eighteen years old. Seeing Wang Bohan asking, Wu Hao, in order to avoid his surprise, had to report his false age and said, "Brother Wang can see it accurately, the younger brother is fifteen this year." ”

Even so, a fifteen-year-old said that Wang Bohan and Zheng Xuanyang looked at each other. After being stunned for a while, Wang Bohan sighed old-fashionedly: "What a hero out of a young man!"

Wu Hao smiled when he saw it, shook his head and said, "Brother Wang and Brother Zheng look just weak crowns, are they getting old?"

"It's too!" Wang Bohan scratched his head and said, "But Brother Wu is still powerful, take the liberty to ask, what is the talent?"

"Where!" Wu Hao said with some embarrassment: "The little brother's talent is only second-class!" These two are extremely talented people, of course, they don't think that what Wu Hao said is not first-class and second-class, and they both nodded understandingly. Wang Bohan smiled and said, "Then Brother Wu is even more amazing, being a brother is also a second-class talent, but not as much as a junior brother! I wonder if Brother Wu is ready to participate in next year's Holy Land election?"

"Holy Land General Election?" Wu Hao looked dazed, obviously not hearing about this matter.

Seeing this, Wang Bohan explained: "Every five years in the Holy Land, a group of disciples under the age of eighteen with excellent talent and comprehension will be selected from the various sects and academies of the Black Dragon Domain to enter the Holy Land to practice. After that, he said with some doubts: "Sect Master Lin didn't tell Brother Wu about this, could it be that he has been designated as the successor?"

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