[You got a good evaluation, you got a guaranteed luck, one or two]

[You have destroyed the Coal Spirit*7 and obtained Qi Luck: 15 taels and 3 coins]

[You have destroyed the South Seas Evil Thing: Long-haired Warthog*301, and obtained Luck: 60 taels]

[You have destroyed the evil creatures of the South Seas: the Evil Earth Warriors, and you have obtained luck: fifteen taels]

【You have destroyed the evil creatures of the South Seas......】

The latter numbers are somewhat lackluster.

Scattered and scattered.

Although there were a lot, they were also very trivial, and Lin Feng didn't think it was too surprising at the time.

That's where it goes.

The evil he killed is yet to come.

In the end, he did accomplish a lot of tasks.

This is also the first time to complete the game alone.

He was studying the law of obtaining luck.

At present, preliminarily, is it obtained by killing the enemy?

In this case, it is still relatively simple.

It's also quite in line with the rules of general games.

As a result, Lin Feng's eyelids began to jump.

When you have the courage to venture out, the profit exceeds the profit of your capital guarantee, and it is set so in the game.

When we assume that it has underlying logic.

There's only one possibility.

The game is encouraging you to break through.

The guarantee can only make people starve to death.

And because the guarantee is too small, it almost forms a one-to-ten, one-to-100 time with the killing of evil spirits.

What a basic salary of 100 yuan, overtime performance of 100,000 yuan!

Forced me to work overtime, right?

Start with Taramaha.

The elders, the temple masters, each of them began to receive more luck rewards, one hundred taels, two hundred taels, four hundred taels......

Then there were the various existences further behind, and Lin Feng saw the name of the mosaic.

Those names, it seems, are even the names themselves taboo.

Do not be prying eyes.

Cannot be perceived.

It cannot be raised.

It's just that the luck they reward is a little too high.

Seven hundred taels, eight hundred taels, this time, Lin Feng felt that he had made a fortune - after all, swordsmanship was five hundred taels.

This is a treasure skill.

And continue to excavate.

That said, skills aren't a big deal for him anymore!

The remaining skills are even more money, a few dollars, and they don't even need one or two luck, under such a change in luck, the corners of Lin Feng's mouth curled.

It's getting better.

Prices have collapsed!

If you want prices not to collapse, you can't increase prices indefinitely.

Then my hundreds of taels, thousands of taels, compared with the previous few cents, is a huge amount of money.

I can learn any spell I want.

A huge amount of money must have the effect of a huge amount of money.

Otherwise, if you make an inflation for me, then you want luck, what is the use?

Lin Feng's last wave made a lot of money.

Joy blossomed.

Although the man was not sober, he sacrificed a wave of ominousness.

These ominous things have become his nourishment - from the meaning of the game at the time and the meaning of the settlement later.

He just loves this!

But he saw another name with mosaics up and down.

His attention was quickly drawn back to him.

Judging from the name of the mosaic, this person does not look like a person from the Central Plains, and what is strange about Lin Feng is that behind his name, in addition to one thousand taels of luck, there is also additional income.

Five hundred taels of luck.

This is a bounty.

An additional item is the Han Dynasty Dragon and Tiger Qi bounty bonus - rank ratio of 2,000 stones.

Two thousand stones, in the Han Dynasty, it was ***

。

Even though it was more than 2,000 stones, it was very considerable.

The reward for this thing is also the first time Lin Feng has seen it.

When Lin Feng saw this reward, he was stunned.

There is a dragon and tiger aura in him.

The dragon and tiger qi came from the Ming Dynasty Jinyiwei.

The dragon and tiger qi of the Ming Dynasty he got came from the profession, and the career bonus was limited, and even the luck of a hundred household officials may not be enough.

But this bounty is more than 2,000 stones, which is an absolutely high price, who gave the bounty for this thing?

It can't be Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty - forget it, it's possible, Lin Feng didn't say anything to death.

Your game is like this, I pretend that you are a game, you pretend that I am a player, we see through it and don't say it, I treat you as a game to deceive myself, so that my heart is not so nervous.

You also treat me like a player, pretending that we're here to play the game.

It's not for the sake of killing the player, okay?

You're hiding it from me.

Thoroughly.

It's rude.

If it was really Emperor Wu of Han's bounty, he would be embarrassed if he was wrong, although it was impossible for Emperor Wu of Han to run over and beat him.

But, what if?

In case one day he played a game and went to Emperor Wu of Han.

Be a person and leave a line, so that you can meet in the future.

It's a pity that it's not a reward for the princes.

It's a pity.

The name of the person who offered this bounty is not like the name of the Central Plains, it should be the witch who cursed and killed the two generations of champions.

Kill such an important person.

Isn't it too much to get a liege?

And he was keenly aware from the front that his identity, the profile of the Qi Historian, was very interesting.

Or rather, he is alive and effective now.

The history he sees, after being anchored, is like "nailing a living snake, he will not die, history will not change", although I don't know what the principle is, why history keeps changing, "like a living snake".

It doesn't fit the style of linear storytelling.

It's as if history keeps changing.

But at least there was one thing, he knew.

That is if he does not die, this descendant of Chu Fu Disgusting Victory Technique, he witnessed the death of this person.

He lived, and it was impossible for him to be resurrected.

Then, why was the Chu Fu Disgusting Victory Technique learned by foreigners?

Or he was originally from the Central Plains, and the Central Plains people hated the Han Dynasty so much that they did not hesitate to change his name.

Who are you?

Lin Feng couldn't think clearly, and quickly left these things behind.

He now has more than two thousand stones of dragon and tiger qi on his body, and asked: What is the difference between the dragon and tiger qi of the Han Dynasty and the dragon and tiger qi of the Ming Dynasty?

It tastes more mellow, will it carry the weight of history?

The answer is, not now.

It's just that it's attracting a new batch of older brothers/sisters.

Lin Feng saw that in the end, after he got rid of the Immortal Tree and the Buddha Mother, he got a total of 18,000 luck.

All of them add up, a total of thirty-one thousand two hundred—minus the next few coins, and take the whole number.

After a few dollars bought skills.

A very advantageous feeling.

After killing the enemy, Lin Feng saw the seven anchor points he had explored.

Each one also has a stable income of one hundred taels.

Combined, thirty-one thousand nine hundred luck.

Multiply by two hundred and six percent.

That's eighty-two thousand nine hundred and forty taels of luck.

Based on swordsmanship proficiency of five hundred taels.

He can now sell one hundred and sixty-five sets of swordsmanship mastery.

Lin Feng admitted that he was happy, cheerful, fun, and full of confidence at that time, his lungs were full of balloons, and he wanted to go to heaven and began to be arrogant.

Then he opened the exchange three.

Found the painted skin.

Gamma was found

Gamman of the orchid drug.

Statue of Lord Green Tara.

The amulet given by the small temple blessing himself.

There is also yak oil ointment.

He even found a building that even the First Emperor didn't find.

I also saw the "Corpse of the Ancestor of Gamaran" and the "Fragment of the Sacred Tree of the Ruins".

Even people's corpses can be exchanged.

Lin Feng was smiling at that time.

Happy!

After seeing the price of these things, Lin Feng stopped smiling.

There is no inflation.

In other words, inflation, did not stay on the very beginning, the meaning of the game is obvious, knowledge is cheap.

In what it means now, the game doesn't put any obstacles in your way to gaining knowledge.

Even if this knowledge is evil, there will be endless troubles.

It won't stop you from learning him.

He found a way to make a copper urn.

Three money.

It's indescribably cheap, and games don't have a monopoly on knowledge.

There is no Evil Water Returning Method, and when he passed the Evil Water Returning Method, he did not save it.

But there was the later Bad Land Rebirth Method, the Ten Methods of Becoming an Immortal, everything he saw, he could find - the reason why Lin Feng couldn't learn it was because he had really learned this thing.

He was like an ignorant child.

I am very interested in boiling water.

Some parents will tell him to touch it, so that the child understands that this thing is dangerous.

After suffering a loss, Lin Feng also sobered up, these evil methods are the last straw produced by the inability of people to resist the laws of nature after aging.

People think differently in childhood, youth, prime of life, old age, and so on.

People can't understand others.

The young self cannot understand the old self.

Lin Feng, in terms of people, is still a young man.

God's count, he was an eight-year-old baby.

These spells.

The most expensive is not more than ten taels of luck.

Lin Feng thumped his chest a little.

Because there is no middle chess.

He had some spells that he didn't leave behind, and he was the last to clear the level, only once.

Lin Feng can buy as much as he wants.

But what's the use?

What's the use of him learning so many sorcery?

No matter how many evil arts there are, they may not be as good as the one he is learning now.

Not to mention anything else, it is from the ancient Zhangxiong period and the previous set of primitive sects, the Yak Balaga Sect, if you eat it thoroughly, it can be regarded as able to fight and kill.

The gammalan psychic potion he needed most.

The potion is sold as a skill, which is five dollars.

Theoretically, Lin Feng could also configure a psychic potion without using the Gamman Elixir, and the game did not erase the memory of this object in his mind.

The question is.

Refining and dispensing medicine is a kind of metaphysical situation that is "only familiar with the hand".

It takes a lot of practice.

From the heat to the timing, you need a sense from the soul, and if you configure it yourself, there will always be some problems.

Lin Feng didn't care about failure.

He cares about the ingredients.

Among the three major items, these raw materials belong to the category of articles.

Some items in the item class do not have a prefix.

This time, a lot of items with prefixes appeared, which was very interesting.

This is something that Lin Feng never thought about at all.

These prefixes are clean.

For example, a clean statue of Lord Green Tara.

Clean [Amniotic Fluid of the Mother of Trickery].

Clean [Gamaran Ancestors' Building Wood Fragment]

Gamalan (Wisdom Orchid), the main medicine of Gammalan psychic elixir, there are two kinds of it in front of it.

One is unprefixed.

One is prefixed.

Painted skin without a prefix, three hundred.

Painted skin with prefix, seven hundred.

400 processing fee......

Gammalan Elixir, that is, the main medicinal material of the psychic potion.

Without a prefix, one hundred.

with a prefix, three hundred.

Two hundred processing fees.

So what is the "clean" method?

Lin Feng clicked on the prefix and glanced at it.

"Clean" is not clean in the secular sense.

It's clean, it's a material that doesn't have any sense of involvement, it's usable, and there are no side effects.

The more deeply involved the material.

The more you need to redeem the [clean], the more you need to spend.

In a name, codename, there will be something involved, and the thing that is exchanged from it is not without involvement.

Only items like the [Daming Li Family Fire Gun] have no prefix, because it is clean itself.

Some family heirloom folk ritual instruments.

It should all be considered clean.

After all, Lin Feng felt that if he held the Li family's firecracker, the Li family would not come from Liaodong at the end of the Ming Dynasty to ask for his life.

Copper urns are similar.

The mother-in-law in the bronze urn could not come to trouble him.

The statue of the goddess Green Tara may be.

Lin Feng remembered the description of the statue of Green Tara, who came from Tianzhu and was a Buddhist master from somewhere, and came to the demon country with the statue of Green Tara.

He didn't want to know what the demon kingdom had.

He can't afford an unclean statue of Green Tara, two hundred thousand, and he can't even look at a clean one.

One hundred and thousand.

What's going on behind this? Why is it so expensive?

Saying this, Lin Feng looked at the painted skin and Gamaran.

I understand where I am.

In his case, he was lifted out of poverty, but he did not become rich.

There is still some time before it is rich.

Small ones can be bought at any time.

It's a bit difficult to buy large items.

Spent money to learn two skills (Gamaran Psychic Elixir and Secret Domain Ox Bone Divine Oil), and then bought the raw materials, the [clean] painting skin, and by the way, bought the fire gun.

The Gamma Lan Psychic Elixir and the Ox Bone Divine Oil were used together, and Lin Feng had been constantly refining his body in the past three days, and looking for opportunities.

His face was as pale as jade.

It is the use of beef bone oil.

The Gamaran Elixir helped Lin Feng to observe the Yak God.

It's still the same old rule, Lin Feng still can't remember what he saw.

Each time, though, his strength increased dramatically.

His stomach seemed to have undergone strange changes.

In other words, he can store a lot of power in two places.

One in my own head.

The other place is his second life.

Mou, in strengthening each internal organs.

The three pills plus the fire gun, together, cost a total of one hundred and fifty taels.

As for not being able to remember what I saw.

It doesn't matter.

The priest mask of the flesh mask wanted Lin Feng's body.

He buried some of his memories in Lin Feng's mind.

Lin Feng thought he had forgotten from the game.

As a result, it's actually still there.

When he entered the belly of the strange mother, Lin Feng flashed back those memories.

In the same way, every time he uses psychic potions, it is also effective.

The memory did not fade away.

Memories are just sealed.

Wait for the day he opens.

Lin Feng thought of this, and the movements in his hands did not stop

Get down.

Because he went on to do the rest, such as sorting and ...... the game

His memory was interrupted.

Brother Chen was overwhelmed.

He endured as best he could, but still had a full hiccups.

He looked at Lin Feng and put one hand on Lin Feng's hand.

Signal not to clip yourself.

"Don't do this for me, do you have something for my brother to do?

Don't be disgusting brother, what are you going to do, you have to open your mouth, you are with these things."

The brother on the other side has an unsympathetic and untouchable character.

Especially when not talking.

Between glances and glances.

Make people feel stressed.

"No? Eat without you, I'm full."

Brother Chen settled down.

Lin Feng: "It's a guest from afar, and the guest eats first."

Brother Chen: "???"

Brother Chen: "I haven't seen you for a few days, and I'm a guest?"

Brother Chen: "Are you from Fukou?"

Brother Chen: "You're not from Fukou, you tell me about hammers, eat!"

After a while, Brother Chen couldn't sit still again.

Nodding - suspicious - surprised - blocking - snatching chopsticks.

Brother Chen: "Xiao Lin, Xiao Lin, hey, don't worry, have you encountered any difficulties recently?

Gluttony is not good for the body, don't eat it yet, the beef is full.

You may not feel too full now, but you really can't stand it after a while, my brother is here in Fukou, and I am not familiar with the hospital here.

Don't do that."

Not only him, but even the boss came out.

He had seen it for half an hour and three hours after eating beef hot pot, but it was drinking and eating.

This one is different.

This young man, the meat did not stop, and he ate it for half an hour.

Rough estimates.

It's almost the size of seven strong men.

Eating too much too fast, the boss was also afraid that something would happen, and when the chopsticks were flying, Lin Feng stopped the chopsticks.

He didn't feel it at all.

His stomach was almost digested after eating.

In other words, his current body, unscientific, made a soft sound in his stomach.

Lin Feng put down his chopsticks and said, "I haven't had rice for many days recently, and I'm thinking about changing careers to eat and broadcast."

Brother Chen: "Shab, how many days have you been broadcasting this month? If you hadn't signed the contract early, if I were to operate, I would have screwed your dog's head off.

Do you know the importance of exposure for an anchor?

You think you're the top of the network, brother, look at your VIP seats, there's not much."

Lin Feng glanced at it.

"Ah, there are more than 500 VIPs, and they can still survive."

Brother Chen was surprised: "Cub seed, you are! I don't care, hurry up and stir up a wave of cp to increase the exposure.

The live broadcast can't be played, even if it's going to be transformed, people can't be cold, brother, you know? But you're like this, Xiaolinzi, giving everyone the whole job?

I think you're quite suitable for the whole job!"

Hearing this, Lin Feng smiled in confusion.

Brother Chen's heart palpitated.

"Brother Chen, don't worry."

He pulled Brother Chen, and in half a day, he walked through Fukou, and in the evening, Brother Chen became a dead dog.

He didn't expect his brother to be so strong.

Halfway through, Lin Feng walked with him on his back, attracting countless eyes.

This is also Lin Feng's purpose.

He has something to do at night, what should he do to prevent his brother from drinking with him at night?

Stun him?

No, no, no, you don't have to, just tell him to be tired and faint.

Throw Brother Chen on the bed.

Brother Chen slept like

A pig.

His stamina was really exhausted.

Lin Feng didn't feel anything.

He used ox bone oil.

Very overbearing ointment.

Only a mage who has practiced the blessings of the three protectors of the Dharma Balaga can anoint the body with this substance, that is, before that, this ointment could not be used.

Lin Feng's previous meals and drinks made up for this shortcoming.

According to his research.

The body of the Three Protectors Balaga, Lin Feng had tried, it was like wearing a layer of heavy armor.

Such heavy armor is not only not afraid of sharp blades.

Even a hammer doesn't count.

Lin Feng didn't understand what this was like either.

He had long since given up on understanding the matter in terms of his naïve view of science.

Maybe these things are scientific.

It can be summarized, and it can be copied, but it is not summarized and copied by people of his level.

Just know how to use it.

"I just don't know if the scalpel can save my life when I have a heart attack."

Lin Feng didn't want to be like a certain Super Saiyan.

Died of a heart attack.

Thinking of this, Lin Feng shrugged his shoulders.

Walking on the street, he "accompanied" Brother Chen all over Fukou today, usually he looked at it and couldn't see anything, but this time he was different.

In his eyes, he saw the flow of popularity, and he now somewhat understood what the Age of Humanity was.

The anger of the person.

Like the scorching sun.

Suppress everything.

The important thing is that Lin Feng saw that even if it was terrifying, it was weird and weird that could be used to buy and sell the immortal position.

It is also suppressed under the Age of the Humanity.

Can't afford any big storms.

Because everyone has forgotten about them, they are frantically looking for anchors.

Lin Feng had an understanding, he was trying to guide popularity, and draped the painted skin on his body.

The city of Fukou has gone through many generations and has been constantly built and repaired.

There are also some feng shui principles.

Although, theoretically speaking, the eight-armed Nezha's Yuan capital built by Meng Yuan may be the first class in the imperial capital of previous dynasties.

The problem is that the dynastic change of the Mengyuan Dynasty is not smooth.

So Feng Shui can't decide everything.

All of this is compounded.

Lin Feng walked on the road and attracted a trace of popularity.

Around him, the shadow has also changed a little, which is one of the reasons why there has been no action in the past three days.

This is the fifth uncle's means.

Exchange luck three taels.

It comes from the witchcraft that the fifth uncle doesn't know where to get it.

The name is [Ground Scepter Method]

It is a person who practices this magic as a staff.

That's why it's called a ground stick.

Lin Feng felt that it was somewhat similar to the path he was going to take in the future, the Tubo Road.

The fifth uncle's hound and python are not things he fabricated.

With the strength of the fifth uncle.

It's almost impossible to create something out of thin air.

Lin Feng also saw the method of raising hounds, which was used by the Gan family to protect their family, guard, and find the tomb.

But I want to raise this kind of hound.

The process was extremely cruel.

Not only cruel to hunting dogs, but also cruel to living people, Lin Feng has seen the conditions for raising hunting dogs.

can only say one word to the fifth uncle, it's good to die.

At the same time, he also knew that he couldn't have any other thoughts about an inverted dou family.

These people don't necessarily have any humanity.

After three days of cultivation, the [Ground Staff Method], which is almost the size of three square feet, is used to tell the old buddies to hide in it, there is no problem.

But I want to put something with mana in it.

Especially his magic sword, the fire gun, even the mountain spider's boots, his hair, even if it didn't have a snapp, and it fell out, it was a little difficult to put it in.

Lin Feng circled around the mountain outside Fukou twice, as usual.

This time, no one was found in the ancestral hall.