Chapter 4 Dreaming of the Grave of God

The cultivation system of the Spirit Habitat was slightly different from what Lin Mu had known in his previous life, the cultivation in the latter, cultivation represented strength, and the realm was the absolute level of cultivators, and cultivation was low, even if the strength was strong, it was just brute force. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

But in the Lingwu Continent, in the Lingsheng Territory, the word cultivation should be taken apart and read.

Cultivation is a way for the spiritual habitat to accept the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to expand spiritual power, and refining is a way for the spiritual habitat to run exercises to strengthen spiritual power.

In terms of online games, the first is to practice levels, and the second is to practice skills, only when the character level and skill level are up, will you not be abused in PVP.

In other words, the realm represents a quantitative change, while the strength is a qualitative change, the spiritual power in the body has reached the upper limit and has fallen into a bottleneck, and only the great achievement of martial arts can get out of trouble.

Because in the Lingwu Continent, martial arts are equivalent to exercises.

Lin Mu's predecessor was a leveling genius, he could perceive spiritual power from the time he was sensible, he learned to vomit the method at the age of seven, and at the age of eight, he penetrated the Taiyin vein and perfected the spiritual habitat, and a year later, the peak of the spiritual habitat was proud of the Lin family's juniors, and after another year, the peak of the spiritual habitat was still proud of the Lin family's juniors......

Until Lin Mu took over his physical body, it was still the peak of the spirit realm.

This genius, who was regarded as a young clan by the Lin family, has been standing still for eight years!

What a wretch, how incompetent, no wonder he is discriminated against by his peers, such a cultivator can always serve as the young clan of the Lin family, it is really anyone's best.

In addition to the fact that the person concerned is too lazy, there is another reason for all this desperate situation, which is that he has cultivated one of the simplest and most rubbish martial arts in the world.

Fist of rage.

A martial art that has no cultivation know-how, the way it attacks, figuratively speaking, is to pinch the five fingers of one hand together, and then fiercely beckons to the skull of any creature......

A typical hard-core martial art, as long as you are a martial artist, you can practice, but as long as you are a martial artist, you will not practice.

Because of this martial art, in the history of the Lingwu Continent, no one has practiced to the Spirit Guide Realm.

After all, no martial artist would joke about his future.

Lin Mu is a special case.

In addition to the way of attacking, the cultivation method of Fury Fist is also very simple and rude, there are two kinds, one is the iron sand fist method, which can be used to shake the stone slab with a fist when exercising, and the other is the fire sand fist method, which is used to burn on the stove while exercising, absorbing spiritual energy and turning it into flame power.

It was such an easy method to cultivate that frightened the predecessor, so after choosing the Angry Fist as the main martial art of the Spirit Habitat, he didn't dare to practice it, but other martial arts were even more difficult to practice, so he could only empty the Angry Fist, so that the martial arts realm would stay in the early stage forever.

As Lin Zishan said, the result is self-inflicted, and it cannot be blamed.

Upper capital, the Lin family's mansion.

The bright moon in the sky seemed to be swallowed by the tengu, and the streets and alleys of the capital were filled with darkness, and the clan mansion of the martial arts family was definitely the only place that could be lit up except for the imperial palace.

Lin Mu lay on the bed in the backyard room, looking up at the window, his eyes seemed to be deeper and darker than the starless night sky, with a hint of sleepiness that could not be concealed.

"It's only 11 o'clock now, right?" Lin Mu suddenly murmured: "If I go back to before, I will definitely still be fooling around in the godless world, and I will have to sleep for at least another two hours." ā€

"Ah~ But I'm sleepy now. ā€

Yawning faintly, Lin Mu narrowed his eyes, and a tired tear overflowed from the corner of his eye.

What happened today, Lin Mu thought that he was calm, but the effort he spent seemed to be a little more than the tiring day in reality.

The complexity of this world, in a sense, even surpasses that of his previous life, and it is a little powerless for him to learn.

In the afternoon, he went to the family's library and rummaged through the Taoist scriptures, but he didn't understand a word at all.

The text here turned out to be ancient Chinese, and it was very abstract, so that Lin Mu didn't even have room to understand.

"It seems that I have to take Momo with me tomorrow, alas, I have to ask a thirteen-year-old girl to help me read this book, and my twenty years of hard work have been in vain. ā€

He laughed bitterly at himself, and infinite tiredness quietly came to his mind, urging him to close his eyes quickly.

Lin Mu yawned again, rolled over and closed the doors and windows, extinguished the lights, and fell asleep.

Due to physical and mental exhaustion, Lin Mu soon fell asleep.

While he was sleeping, the cold voice of dƩjƠ vu seemed to appear again in his subconscious sea.

......

Far away from here, I don't know how many mountains, rivers, lakes and seas have been crossed, in a vast grassland, where countless creatures inhabit, at this moment stands a majestic and magnificent snow-colored tomb, like a snow peak inexplicably cut out of the continuous Tianshen Mountains in the north, which looks extremely inconsistent on the grassland.

Within a radius of hundreds of miles, hundreds of demonic beasts watched from afar, and there seemed to be some kind of powerful coercion in the giant tomb, making it impossible for them to go beyond it, and it was precisely because of this that these demonic beasts gathered like a pilgrimage, looking far away, looking at this behemoth that suddenly appeared in their territory.

This place is at the same time as the Lingwu Continent, but it is unexpectedly not night, it is still in the blue sky and day.

Deep in the Giant Tomb.

In a palatial gloomy palace, on the throne, leaning on a tall emperor, wearing a black burqa, under the robe is a black armor covered with hideous barbs, on top of the medieval iron crown, but there is nothing inside, and the gray long sword with dense inscriptions rests quietly on the armrest of the throne, exuding a strong aura of killing and death.

At the foot of the hall, a frost-blue woman like a condensed ice knelt on the ground reverently.

"Lord Witch King. ā€

This cold and extremely cold whisper seemed to wake up the emperor above, and in the iron crown as deep as a black hole, a pair of ethereal eyes seemed to appear, and the burly body trembled slightly, as if surprised by the scene in front of him.

A hoarse murmur quickly rang out from the throne.

"Is this my dream?"

When the woman heard this, she jerked her head up, and although her face was as cold as frost, there was a hint of fluctuation in her voice.

"Lord Witch King, you have finally woken up. ā€

The emperor looked down in surprise, and when he saw the frost blue woman, he was a little incredulous.

"Are you, Shania?"

Hearing this, the frost blue woman nodded, making the emperor on the throne even more suspicious.

The first to third floor of the Great Tomb of Tumonsas, the guild boss in the game, actually took the initiative to greet the player, which is absolutely impossible to happen in the setting of a godless world.

"Why are you level 50? I remember you're over level 100. The Emperor asked.

Shania's race is the only elemental elf in the godless world who does not need to wear equipment, and the profession is the frost elf with the natural skill "Ice Muscle Jade Bone", under the influence of this natural skill, it is born as a small frost element, and as the level increases, the shape will gradually anthropomorphize, and the defense and ice magic will also be enhanced accordingly.

In addition, the elemental elf is a race whose level can affect the age of the character, and the frost elf is a positive growth, the higher the level, the more mature the character model, the first level is not a woman, and after the full level, it is a thirty-year-old royal sister full of feminine charm.

But in front of Xia Ya, there is no skin on her body that is opaque, the whole person is like a moving ice sculpture, even her hair is stiff ice bars, of course, her age has also decreased by thirteen years, and her appearance has changed back to a flower girl.

It really surprised the emperor.

"This is the reason why the Tenth Rank came to meet the Witch King. The Frost Blue Woman replied expressionlessly, "My subordinates have already called you here for one thousand eight hundred and fifty-two times. ā€

The emperor was shocked, the auditory hallucinations he had had before were indeed somewhat similar to Shania's voice.

Could it be that the scene he sees now is not a dream? So what should his experience in the Lin family be, is it also a dream of Huangliang?

Or, either is true, his consciousness occupies both bodies......

The Emperor shook his head, banishing the whimsy from his mind.

Continue to ask Shanya, "Shanya, why did you come up, why did you come up alone, and what about the other class guardians?"

Xia Niya replied coldly: "Except for my jurisdiction, the other class masters and tomb servants have fallen into a deep sleep, and the strength of their subordinates has also been suppressed at about level fifty, I don't know if it is related to the prohibition at the entrance of the first level passage." ā€

The Emperor raised his eyebrows, though he didn't know if he had any.

"What is the prohibition? Shanya, give me all your advice. ā€

Xia Niya nodded slightly, and there was still no emotion on her crystal face.

"This prohibition was discovered by my subordinates last night, in fact, since then, the body of the Great Tomb seems to have moved, until the movement stopped, and the magic power in the subordinates' bodies also dropped back to the state of level fifty. ā€

The emperor listened quietly to Shanya's narration, but there was a storm in his heart.

These situations were similar to the experience he had when he first crossed over to the Lingwu Continent!

Could it be that his guild, the first president of Cyra's life's work in the godless world, the Great Tomb of Tumonsas, also came to the other world with him?

And the guardian bosses of the guild miraculously derived self-consciousness, and the first to awaken was the guardian lord of the first to third levels of the guild, Xia Ya, who was weaker in combat power?

Even the strange thing of crossing has happened, and it seems impossible that this situation of group wearing will exist.

"Shanya, apart from the ban, what other visions are there in the Great Tomb?"

The Emperor continued to ask, his tone suddenly tinged with a bit of oppression from the high-ranking people.

Since the lords of the estate have developed the ability to think for themselves, it means that they believe that the master they serve is the supreme Ringwraith, Angmar, but the emperor's true body is human, and they must not reveal the slightest human character without determining whether they are completely loyal to them.

"Tell the Witch King, I haven't found anything else for the time being. Xia Niya said coldly: "However, that prohibition does not seem to be able to trap low-level creatures below 50, and his subordinates have sent scouts of the first level to investigate, and I believe that information will be brought back soon." ā€

The Emperor nodded, waving his hand at her.

"Go and rest first, and if you have any important information, come up and tell this seat. ā€

Shania understood, saluted respectfully, and bowed slowly.

Suddenly, his whole body froze, and he knelt down on one knee before the emperor again.

"The scouts of my subordinates have just informed my subordinates that the investigation work outside has encountered resistance. ā€

The Emperor remained silent and nodded for her to continue.

"Outside the Great Tomb of Tumonsas, there are a considerable number of low-intelligence creatures, and their strength is very low, and the scout estimate that the highest level may only be fifteen, which is enough to suppress it by force. Shania paused and said, "My subordinates suggest that we catch one first and give it to a language talent for interrogation." ā€

The emperor was silent, looked at Xia Niya coldly, and after a long time, he said in a deep voice: "Xia Niya, you have to be clear, in front of this seat, there is nothing to hide. ā€

Shanya's ice-like body trembled suddenly, and she immediately lowered her head, and there was a rare panic in her voice.

"The subordinates were stupid and forgot to tell the adults that the surface outside the big tomb was no longer the original extremely cold snowfield, but ...... Grassland. ā€