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Occasionally, when they met on the road, they would cover each other's faces with hats and run away.

And who is the culprit who caused all this is still unknown.

Some people suspect that it is the 'Master', because only the Master has the ability to do such a thing.

Moreover, the indifferent treatment of the "Master" afterwards seems to prove this point even more.

However, no one dared to ask the Master questions.

Everyone is afraid that this day will return again.

At this time, Cao Zhe, who had tried dozens of times and made himself a little embarrassed, finally obtained an effective and positive state from a large number of ineffective, useless, or limited 'control techniques'.

"A wise man guides the way. The next person you meet, you can ask him or her a question. No matter what the question is, you can get an answer that is helpful to you."

Chapter 327 Gouzi, what do you think?

"It's not easy!"

"The probability is really low."

"If it's really on the battlefield, it's okay to use this thing to gamble on luck. One-to-many is fine. Some unexpected things may bring a certain turning point. Of course, there is also a high possibility that you will die on the spot and kill the enemy at the same time. Death by laughing. But if the two armies are in a confrontational state, it will really kill one thousand enemies, and one thousand self-destruction... blood loss. After all, most random events do not distinguish between the enemy and the enemy. As long as they are triggered, they will be in the full range or meet the conditions. sex."

"No wonder it's cheaper. Such an unstable performance is indeed intuitively inferior to an unreasonable file that is easier to control."

"Fortunately, for me, there is a certain probability, so it can be [-]%." ​​Cao Zhe cut off the cat's beard growing on his face, erased the darkened eye shadow, and combed back the air bangs of the magical girl, selectively Forgotten by the previous person, he yelled wildly at the open space, and then walked out of the formation as if nothing had happened.

In the formation, multiple killing formations are in full swing, and the custody is the body of the Heavenly Emperor's Taoism, and it has to peel off the skin.

The full play of the concealing spirit ball completely covered up this little black history of Cao Zhe.

Theoretically, it is possible to keep the picture without being peeped.

Walking on the mountain road, Cao Zhe was thinking about who the first person he would meet next was.

Then I saw Gouzi turning around from the other end of the mountain road unhappy, and then met Cao Zhe's eyes.

Gouzi looked as if he had experienced the ravages and ravages of a violent storm. The whole ghost showed a sense of despair, and his face was full of dislike for himself.

Cao Zhe directly understood the pain in Gouzi's heart with this expression of "community death".

"What question do you want to ask?"

"Is it a waste of opportunity to ask a question that can directly confirm the answer?" Cao Zhe thought.

Then he smiled slightly: "What kind of waste is this? A bug that can be reused is still an opportunity? Isn't that just a fixed buff?"

Then he opened his mouth and said to Gouzi: "Just now the world's inspiration fluctuated greatly, which led to frequent occurrence of strange things, Gouzi... What do you think about this?"

Gouzi drooped his face, and then said weakly: "I used a knife to open a hole in the buttocks, and then pouted to see, it's not the master... You really didn't do this?"

Gouzi is always full of words.

How can someone be innocent out of thin air?

"Of course not! If I would still ask you? I just don't know who it is, so I asked you!" Cao Zhe smiled, and then touched the dog's head.

After a while, Gouzi's expression suddenly changed, and after seeing Cao Zhe, he still politely greeted him.

He just looked down and looked a little sad.

Those aunts who were like wolves and tigers cast an indelible shadow on him.

"Master! Are you going out for a walk too?"

Ding!

Cao Zhe turned on the lighter.

A random event where the wise man guides the way appears.

"Goofy! Regarding the dramatic changes in the world just now, do you have anything to say?" Cao Zhe asked the same question.

As if there is no point in doing so.

But what Cao Zhe wanted was to repeatedly ask the same question, whether he would get different answers from the same population.

Gouzi was a little confused, as if something flashed in his mind... and then he disconnected.

"Master! If you ask me like that, you don't doubt me! I'm not! I don't! Master... If you ask such a question, it's not because you have a guilty conscience and want to throw the blame away!"

"There is no one hundred thousand yang money for this matter, I can't agree."

"If this gets out, what else can I do... Ugh!"

Cao Zhe smiled and touched the dog's head again.

So Gouzi's memory went back to file again.

Perhaps practice makes perfect, Cao Zhe has long been at the level of a grand master in terms of micro-manipulation of Gouzi's memory, and he will never hurt Gouzi, let alone delete more or less.

"It's almost the same question, but it's answered in different ways, but the specific points are relatively neat."

"However, there is also a certain amount of ambiguity. That is to say, when faced with questions with unknown answers, there may be certain errors in the answers I get."

"Of course, the question I asked is too simple. Ask a more complicated one."

Cao Zhe turned on the lighter.

Random event generation... wise men guide the way.

"Goofy! Why do you think there is a Ten Thousand Worlds Arena?" Cao Zhe asked.

The confusion in Gouzi's eyes spread, as if it was two consecutive 'love touches', which temporarily confused his thinking.

"Because of money and women! No! And children."

"It can't be because someone wants to see it!" Gouzi said in a daze.

Listening to the answer, Cao Zhe couldn't grasp the point.

Some people want to see... the answer is... it can be counted.

But what the hell are money and women and children?

"It's better to say it's for the dream, at least this answer is enough!" Cao Zhe thought to himself.

Then I came to the conclusion: "The more extensive and ambiguous the question is, the more empty and untargeted the answer will be. In other words, the wise man's guidance is not omnipotent. He needs me to provide a specific and detailed answer first. Only then can I get a relatively regular answer. If the questions I ask are too large or general, it will be difficult to see too many clues in the answers I get."

"This is also very reasonable, otherwise, such a prop is too powerful and completely out of control."

Subconsciously touch the dog's head again.

After touching it, Cao Zhe suddenly remembered... This time it seems that he doesn't need it.

"I'm sorry! Dog!" Cao Zhe immediately apologized, as a polite person, he never resisted facing his mistakes.

Gouzi looked at Cao Zhe blankly, as if he heard his master apologizing to him?

Apologize?

Why apologize?

In the blink of an eye, Gouzi's clever brain connected some problems.

"Aha! It really is you!"

"I just said, you are the only one who can create such a space specially for me to perform shooting boulders in public!" Gouzi suddenly became smart.

However, he seems to be smart, but not completely smart.

Ding!

The lighter is turned on.

A wise man guides the way.

"Goofy! Guess what I'm going to do next?" Cao Zhe asked.

Gouzi subconsciously crouched down and hugged his head.

"Don't hit the head!"

Cao Zhe was kind and kind, pointing at Gouzi's chest.

It's just ghost cultivation... To put it bluntly, it is the condensate of soul energy combined with vitality. It doesn't matter where the memory is deleted, or whether it is touched or not.

Gouzi, whose memory was wiped out again, was completely at a loss.

Walking on the mountain road completely sluggishly, pulling his long tongue, wandering aimlessly.

This time, he feared that it would take ten and a half months to fully recover.

Cao Zhe slapped Gouzi to a new place where Yin gathers.

That area is an extremely high-grade treasure land for ghost cultivators only.

With the infusion of massive vitality and the impetus of heaven and earth inspiration, it is possible to advance to the land of extreme yin.

Gou Zi practiced there, it must be a day to a hundred days.

Cao Zhe is very fair in doing things.

You can force it, but it's never in vain.

Chapter 328 Magic Brush and Wall Painting

After verifying the function of the random event generator, Cao Zhe resumed his usual "ordinary" daily life.

Fishing dragons in the East China Sea, hunting ancient beasts in the northern wilderness, taking a bath in the mountain city, or listening to operas in the painted skin garden.

Life is boring, lonely and boring.

The effect of the large array of gathering elements outside the boundary is continuous and stable.

The concentration of vitality in the world is rising rapidly.

Under the action of abundant vitality, the strictness of the rules of the world begins to increase, which is reflected on the surface, that is, the strengthening of gravity, the increase of material density, the spirituality of animals and plants, and so on.

Similarly, as the human race, the spirit of all things, the overall foundation has also been fully improved.

In some places with a high concentration of vitality, people don't even need to use "food supplements" to exercise their bodies.

This undoubtedly greatly expanded the success rate of warriors.

The basic extraordinary martial arts began to spread rapidly, from cities to villages, almost all the young and old began to practice martial arts.

When the overall physique is stronger, the children born will be stronger by nature, forming a virtuous circle.

"The world is really changing too fast!"

"In just a few decades, who would have thought that there would be such a drastic change?"

"Pull a weed on the side of the road now, and the inspiration and vitality contained in it can be compared to a century-old ginseng once!" In a teahouse in Jinling City, two former fake cultivators, now real cultivators, are small talk.

They are the first wave of "crab-eating people". They obtained treasures to build foundations, successfully found inspirations, and entered the threshold of true cultivation.

Moreover, driven by the treasures in the body, the speed of collecting inspiration and vitality is very unusual.

Although it is still early to condense the undead qi, it can already prolong life, and the spells and supernatural powers that can be promoted by mana are not comparable to those in the past.

"It all depends on Master and his old man!" A cultivator said while cupping his fists in the direction of Martial Dao Mountain.

"Tell me, master, what state is he in now?" a cultivator asked.

"Then who knows? Anyway, it's very high, maybe even higher than the sky!" The companion immediately replied.

There are rumors in the rivers and lakes that the master can hear all the voices in the world in an instant.

So if you have something to do, you can flatter your master more, anyway, it doesn't cost money... If it works, what if it hits the sky?

Immortal cultivators!Believe in a little metaphysics, is there a problem?

No problem at all!

The topic of Master did not last long.

Because often after the middle stage, it will become a wave of meaningless flattery.

In the matter of praising the master, all the practitioners are crazily introverted.

All kinds of shameless and nasty words are superimposed on top of each other, making Cao Zhe feel embarrassed to listen to it for a long time, and automatically filter these flattering words.

At the end of the touting, everyone ran out of vocabulary, and gradually began to change the topic, returning to some anecdotes that they had seen and heard recently.