The brain is still throbbing for a while.

In the coffee shop on the corner of the street, Lin Feng held a cup of coffee in his hand, had no energy, and sat on the card seat.

The coffee shop was well air-conditioned.

Lin Feng didn't use the Qi Observation Eye anymore.

Forget it's not in the game.

There's one life here.

If it's gone, it's gone.

Can't be too wavey.

The brain twitched, it was because he had used his skills excessively, in fact, when he came out of the hospital door, he already had a premonition.

Some headaches.

But I didn't take it seriously please.

Holding his mobile phone sickly, Lin Feng bought a pen and paper after entering the door, and it took almost several hours for his brain to calm down.

At this time, he also drew a lot of clues in his notebook.

All the clues point to a noun.

[Xiangxi Blood God].

There are several lines of small labels under [Xiangxi Blood God].

【Shengxian Village? 】

[Emperor of the Northern Song Dynasty? 】

[Yuan Dynasty National Teacher? 】

【Ancient Priests】

In his mind, he had already begun to have some immature thoughts about this mission.

There is also the relationship between [Xiangxi Blood God] and Jinyiwei, Tusi, and Heavenly Master's Mansion.

Closing the notebook, Lin Feng knew that some of his ideas still needed evidence to assist.

A faint line had appeared in his mind.

He was now lacking a clue that would clearly describe the main line.

Only by continuing to go down could Lin Feng determine whether his guess was correct or not.

Glancing at the time and eating two bites of cake, Lin Feng glanced at the time and hesitated slightly.

It's not early.

He, continue to play the game tonight, or start the live broadcast at night?

Between playing the game and just having a meal, Lin Feng made a decisive choice.

Play a game first, then come out and go live. In any case, before he can get out of human society, the meal must be just right.

An anchor, if the cooing time is too long.

He will be forgotten.

Food, clothing, housing and transportation are inseparable from banknotes.

I want just the right meal!

Just rice, no shuddering.

Leaving with his notebook, he hurried back to his room, put on his helmet, and entered the game.

Decide on three lives, fight quickly, and hollow out the flesh mask.

"My lord, the road ahead has collapsed."

Lin Feng: "You choose this path, I have something to do, I'll catch up later." ”

Zhu Baihu: "......"

Guide: "......"

The guide was speechless.

But thinking of his identity, he glanced at the silent imperial court military master again.

He had to be cautious again: "Master Dao, I mean, the road ahead is broken." ”

"yes, I heard you, go the other way."

Lin Feng took a deep breath, his breath suddenly rose, and then he didn't say a word, his feet were forceful, and he disappeared here like a flying swallow.

Zhu Baihu and the guide, who looked at each other, were left behind.

The guide swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty, and looked at Zhu Baihu in despair.

"Master Jun, there's no way."

Zhu Baihu's face remained unchanged, he pondered for a while, and said, "Lord Lin said, change your path." ”

The guide looked like crying.

Zhu Baihu has no extra nonsense.

The knife is a more effective consolation than words, more than words, and even without words.

The knife rests on the neck.

The guide understood what Zhu Baihu meant.

"Do as the Taoist priest says."

He succumbed to the sword, and between the choice between dying by the sword now and possibly dying on the way, he chose the latter.

The former will die.

The latter, you can also try your luck.

What if I can live?

……

It was raining and the mountain roads were muddy.

Lin Feng held his sword and stood aside, looking at the few people walking on the mountain road.

The three-meter-tall ghost uncle sat on a sliding pole.

Looking at the ghost uncle, activate the Qi Observation Eye.

[Type: Demon]

[Luck: Black clouds cover the top, blood and light soar to the sky, and the catastrophe of death]

[Threat: Low]

Look at the toothless old lady again.

[Type: Demon]

[Luck: Black clouds cover the top, blood and light soar to the sky, and the catastrophe of death]

[Threat: None]

It turns out that luck is not only colored, but also a little more extreme like this, and there will be explanations.

It's a pity that when Lin Feng went home and looked in the mirror, he found that he couldn't look at himself.

What is it called?

Healers can't heal themselves?

A few mountain people didn't look at it either, and the luck of the mountain people was the same as that of the patients coming out of the intensive care ward, which was black.

After reading these, Lin Feng made a move.

Don't talk about martial arts morality, sneak attack.

The sword and the rain mixed together, and the scream that turned into brought up a thin spurt of blood, and Lin Feng suddenly rushed out, like a mad dog.

Mad Dog Swordsmanship.

Of course, this is his state, not his swordsmanship, Xiao Emei sword, the main stab, cut, is a square inch sword, used here, excellent.

Clean, neat, kills first, no beauty.

was cut open by a sword qi similar to a water cutting machine, and even the head and vertebrae were all cut off, Lin Feng rushed to the front of the ghost uncle without even saying a word.

Uncle Ghost opened his mouth wide, and the word "king" looked like he was about to change on his forehead.

I want to use my innate supernatural powers to deter Lin Feng.

She is fast, Lin Feng is faster than her, [sacrifice a blow] - this should have been a big move, it consumes blue and blood, and if you use it once, you will be weak for a long time.

What kind of means does Uncle Ghost have, Lin Feng knows it clearly.

The spirit is condensed on a sword, not so much a swordsmanship, but a trick.

Normally, a swordsman would not use this trick.

Even the Assassins didn't use this trick.

Here is talking about the assassins after the Spring and Autumn Period, and the assassins of the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States still like this trick very much.

A move that ends all together.

However, now, Lin Feng is still a mountain god, with such a buff, the vitality is endless!

The ultimate is assumed to be a flat A.

A sword!

Lin Feng was like a swift through the forest, and Uncle Ghost staggered by, and then, Uncle Ghost's head fell into Lin Feng's hands.

From the time he got out of the woods, to the time he killed the toothless old lady, a few figurines in the way, plus the ghost uncle.

It's just a matter of moments.

Between the moves, Lin Feng felt that his physical strength was better.

Pure swordsmanship.

It's not just because of the realm, but it seems that the food and drink also have an effect, and his body is full of strong explosive power.

I just don't know how to figure out the strength of my own strength.

Under the thunder, Lin Feng did not rush to get the mask.

Skillful from familiarity, spirit from fast, just born from softness, wisdom born from clumsy, Lin Feng looked around, waiting to see the shadow that hung him up.

After waiting for a long time, it didn't appear, and the yin god didn't appear.

Exhaustive elimination.

It wasn't because he killed the ghost uncle that the Yin God appeared.

That's the mask?

Lin Feng ripped off Uncle Ghost's clothes without any scruples, and saw the mask, and a strange light flashed in the mask.

Suddenly, the light shook his eyes.

Lin Feng saw the shadow walking in the distance, and the shadow also saw Lin Feng and walked towards him.

"It turned out to be your troublemaker."

In order to get him to wear a mask.

This mask is really painstaking.

Lin Feng was thoughtful, and after finishing speaking, he picked up the mask.

I'm really bothering you.

Throw the blind to see.

Mask: "??? ”

Pulled out the mask and put it on Lin Feng's face.

Although I don't know why this young man is so tiger.

But the mask still got his hands on it.

[You are suffering from the forcible inheritance of the priests]

【You are gaining knowledge】

[Congratulations, you have obtained the secret that the priest does not pass on, the ancient knowledge: the method of making the incense]

[The method of making incense: The ancient method of sacrificing to the gods in the Yin Shang period can be made through the means of sacrifice to make incense that can connect to the secret realm of the gods, which is a part of every sacrifice that cannot be ignored, and it is also an indispensable thing for the level of becoming a god]

[Congratulations, you have obtained the secret of the incense sacrifice]

【How to make incense】

[Conjuring spirits, appeasing and pleasing people, the rule of the gods, full of blood and cruelty. War, hunting, and animal sacrifices, all three together constitute the sacrifice, and also become the basic raw material of the incense, and the human race is not the best of them, but it is not the worst either]

【Crafting Incense: You can make incense from captives, livestock, and beasts. The higher the spirituality of the sacrifice and the higher the quality of the incense, the more likely you are to see the gods in the divine realm.

[Your Will Is Broken]

[You have been assimilated by the Flesh Priest Mask]

[You're dead]

Lin Feng did not hesitate to continue.

The mask was put back on, and this time, the knowledge of the mask was repeated.

Lin Feng does not believe in evil.

Resurrection again, mask again, mask knowledge, still repeated.

Cool down for an hour.

Glancing at the time, at five o'clock in the afternoon, Lin Feng waited for an hour, tried again, and found that this mask, the knowledge it knew, was indeed cleaned by Lin Feng.

He had no extra knowledge.

Lin Feng disliked.

Pinched hemp, it turned out to be a father-in-law.

That's it?

The mask is so small.