Blue Star OL: I am the only internal test

Chapter 218 If there are immortals haunting, beheaded
When Lu Zhi woke up again, it was already the morning of the second day, and Kong Yue regained his human form, poking his face with his fingers.

"Hey don't make trouble!"

Lu Zhi pushed aside his green fingers, and suddenly realized that something was wrong. He didn't even bother to think about why he passed out from the pain, and opened the journal directly.

No, you don't even need to open the log, the scouting technique can see it clearly.

[Kong Yue, level 15, purple. 】

[Skill: Five-color brilliance (purple→red→orange→colorful). 】

[Fate: ** (act). 】

[Note: The peacock family in its infancy has full potential. 】

"I @￥#@%!"

Me, me, the epic baby I rescued with all my life!

Lu Zhi sat up, grabbed Kong Yue, checked carefully, up and down, and made sure it was the one from before.

With a soft body and a tender face, she is still the little lolita who is full of goddess style.

"What's the situation?" Lu Zhi was confused.

"Master~" Kong Yue thought that Lu Zhi was playing with her, so she called out.

"Master?" Lu Zhi was even more confused, didn't you call me Dad?

He just wanted to ask this question, but before he could say it, his mouth seemed to be blocked by something, and the thought of asking this question was also dispelled.

It seems that this idea was modified by some rules.

At this moment, Lu Zhi's brain seemed to restart, and the program was reinstalled.

After waking up, he scratched the back of his head: "Now we, the master and the apprentice, got into trouble and killed the two masters of the Water Mansion General Mansion."

"Master is amazing!" Kong Yue clapped his hands and applauded.

Lu Zhi almost spit out a mouthful of old blood, thinking that you are a rebel, co-authoring has nothing to do with you, right?
At this moment, Lu Zhi's mind was a little confused, so he simply took Kong Yue with one hand, quit the game directly, and brought Kong Yue back.

Chaos was left in the game, and his quest was to find the lost Treasure Chest.

After quitting the game, Lu Zhi lay on the fungus bed in his ancestral house, his consciousness still stuck at [that day].

As soon as Kong Yue saw the computer, she immediately went crazy, and the master didn't want it anymore, and turned on the Internet addiction girl mode.

"What the hell happened?"

Lu Zhi was full of doubts. He opened the log, but there was nothing to gain. He just stayed at the moment of killing Naipo.

The memory after that is gone, and the log does not show, it seems that nothing happened.

But when he checked the panel, he was completely stunned.

[Name: Lu Zhi (91, this is the resurrection coin). 】

[Race: Immortal (Innate Yuanyang Immortal Physique). 】

[Three Souls and Seven Souls Lifespan: 78. 】

[Physical lifespan = blood bar (the physical body no longer has a lifespan). 】

[Talent, supernatural powers: all things in life (former explorer, role remains the same), eating, size as you wish, five-color divine light: 2/5 (red→epic→myth). 】

[Cultivation method: Nameless Cultivation Method (Epic)]

"I became a fairy? Immortal body? The transformation of the qi of the innate Yuanyang is completed?"

"The kung fu has also advanced?" Lu Zhi was the first to notice the kung fu.

After all, it is a golden color, so it must be more conspicuous.

After reading this, his eyes fell on the five-color divine light again.

The five-color divine light of red quality can be regarded as a level between mortals and immortals.

Just like the half dragon ball given by Ao Ji back then, it has the effect of a purple dragon ball, but it has not yet broken away from the blue quality.

Epics are immortals, and the last colorful myth is not clear. It may be an advanced type of immortals, similar to the golden immortals among immortals.

The changes this time are too huge, and the weirdest thing is that these changes are not indicated in the log at all.

Lu Zhi continued to look at the panel, and sure enough, physical attacks and magic attacks changed.

[Attack power: 1897+18970. 】

The prefix is ​​physical attack + magic attack, and the suffix 18970 is directly killing intent*10.
There is no distinction between magic and physics, and similarly, the increase of killing intent on Lu Zhi does not distinguish between magic and physics.

Lu Zhi scratched his head frantically, unable to figure it out, he simply grabbed the little Kong Yue and put it in his waist, and ran towards the Temple of Martial Arts with his legs loose.

"Xihu.. Xihu, I'm going to eat chicken soon"

The sound of the wind prolonged Kong Yue's whirring voice, and Lu Zhi responded casually: "Impossible, you don't have earphones, and you can't even hear your footsteps."

"This time it's foggy weather, it's only the second-to-last circle, and there's Voldemort behind you, you can't eat chicken!"

The master and apprentice ran all the way to the front of the Wushen Temple.

Lu Zhi kowtowed as usual, and then logged into the game.

This time, as soon as he entered the game, he saw the boy with good eyes coming out to welcome him.

"The master went out on a trip and left a handwritten letter for his younger brother."

"Going on a trip?"

Lu Zhi was puzzled, thinking that this is too high time, right?
He respectfully took the handwritten book and opened it to read.

[Master, I have a feeling in my heart. The soul is out of the body and wandering in the world. You must not slacken your practice and teach your disciples. 】

[Forging the fairy body, you should start to practice the way of the primordial spirit. 】

[It should be noted that the soul is as important as the body. The soul can be cultivated to form the primordial spirit. The soul changes from generation to generation, and the primordial spirit exists forever. 】

【Just practice hard and let the rest take its course. 】

[Fuyao goes out and travels all over the world without a date of return. You must carefully teach your beloved disciple Kong Yue that she is mentally weak, so you must not leave her alone and let her fend for herself. 】

Come on, the master seems to know something, but won't say it.

And the last sentence of this letter, why does it have a sense of indebtedness?

Lu Zhi was a little puzzled, and turned over and over the few lines in the letter.

The core meaning of the master is only one: you concentrate on your cultivation, don't worry about trivial matters, and take good care of Kong Yue, she is the third generation disciple of the Martial God Temple.

Seeing that Lu Zhi had finished reading, the good-eyed boy said, "Junior brother, the master told me before leaving, don't forget those two things."

"Two things" Lu Zhi slightly, then nodded.

"Write it down, don't bother senior brother's meditation, I will go to the Grandmother's Temple."

The good-eyed boy nodded slightly: "Good."

The two things are to send packages to the Grandmother's Temple, and to clean up the ghost king.

The master just explained these two important matters, and today is already the eighth day of September.

After Lu Zhi quit the game, he ran fast again. Little Kong Yue was pulled by one arm and flew up, his feet didn't touch the ground, and the wind whistled into his mouth.

"Xihu—slow down—!"

After the two left, Valkyrie appeared at the gate of the temple.

"September [-]th is the only auspicious day for this Jiazi, those idiots of the Dragon Clan miscalculated the day!"

His feet and even his calves and knees have completely disappeared, and the rest is floating in the air.

"Master, do you need Tong'er to help?" Shan Mu asked, clasping his hands.

"Forget it, follow along with your angry eyes, if there are immortals haunting them, just kill them."

"If Wuxian haunts, let nature take its course."

Shanmu nodded and waved his hand, and the angry eye who was wielding a big sword on the other side jumped up, spinning in the air and turning into a big red treasure gourd.

The gourd is huge, more than half the height of Good Eye by visual inspection.

Shanmu walked over and patted it, and the gourd jumped up and clung to his back.

"September [-]th is an auspicious time for an odd number, and it is the autumn of chills. You, a wicked dragon, are so lucky to have Zhier."

Master Wushen snorted coldly, and returned to the temple with his hands shaken.

(End of this chapter)