Fantasy: Villain investment rebate, little brother 3000 million

After watching for a while in the air bubble that wrapped the stone, Zhou Qingyun had no choice but to give up without getting any information.

His gaze turned to a colorful bubble wrapped in a broken bone sword.

Taking the picture of a gourd, Zhou Qingyun touched the bubble again, and suddenly a painting appeared again.

It was still the little boy wearing tattered animal skins, slowly appearing in Zhou Qingyun's eyes.

The difference from just now is that the little boy is in a jungle at this time, and not far from him, three burly middle-aged men are holding sharp long swords, with smiles on their faces, skillfully dissecting a A huge monster corpse.

The little boy fell into deep thought again, and seemed to be muttering something.

But in Zhou Qingyun's eyes, there was only a screen display, and no sound at all.

This also made Zhou Yun unable to judge the specific information, and could only guess the general information through the opening and closing of his lips.

"Why can the sword kill monsters?"

This is what Zhou Qingyun guessed the boy was chanting.

Immediately, Zhou Qingyun showed a strange look:

"No way, with such a small warehouse, there are so many ideas?"

Cang is Zhou Qing's temporary name for the little boy.

After all, this place is transformed by Cang's physical body, and Zhou Qingyun doesn't believe that the little boy in the picture has no connection with Cang.

On the occasion of Cang's meditation.

Around the three middle-aged men, a group of seven or eight-year-old children approached hesitantly and watched the three dissect.

On the immature faces of this group of children, they looked at the three middle-aged men with expressions of admiration.

The children were discussing in a hurry, which made several middle-aged men laugh out loud.

At this time, Cang was still in a daze, looking out of place.

After a while, Cang didn't continue watching, but went back to a stone house and found a bone sword.

He sized it up for a while, then broke off the tip of the bone sword, ran into the jungle, handed it to three middle-aged men, and seemed to say:

"Can this bone sword kill monsters?"

The three middle-aged men froze for a moment, while the children around them all laughed, as if they didn't understand Cang's brain circuit.

Cang ignored it, still stubbornly looking at the three middle-aged men.

One of the middle-aged men couldn't help laughing, and replied patiently: "This monster's skin is rough and thick, with scales like rocks. If you don't have weapons that have been trained by our qi and blood, how can you kill the monster?" It is possible, not to mention that you are still a bone sword without a tip."

"Unless it is those powerful spirit warriors who lead spirits into their bodies, they can use this ordinary bone sword to easily kill this monster."

Cang seemed dissatisfied with this answer, and continued to ask: "Then why are those powerful spirit warriors able to kill?"

"Because they are spiritual warriors, they can kill them!"

The middle-aged man rolled his eyes.

"What Uncle Thirteen said, does it mean that as long as a spiritual warrior holds this bone sword, he can kill monsters, regardless of whether the bone sword has a tip?"

"No, then why does the patriarch, who is a spiritual warrior, use a sharp bone sword, and sometimes fail when hunting monsters?"

"As a spiritual warrior, the patriarch has already made a move on the monster, why can't he die?"

Hearing Uncle Thirteen's answer, not only did not dispel Cang's doubts, but made him have more doubts.

The three middle-aged men looked at each other in dismay. They kept dissecting in their hands, and replied angrily: "Co-authoring means touching the monsters. Do those monsters have to die?"

Cang nodded as it should.

"I can't see it, you little melon boy is quite domineering! But these problems will be understood when you grow up. Now you can go and play at ease, and Uncle Thirteen will roast the monster meat for you later."

Uncle Shisan couldn't laugh or cry, and drove Cang away.

This melon child's idea is a bit evil, isn't it?

If you touch a monster, the monster must die? !

It was the first time he had heard such an unreasonable idea.

Cang didn't get an answer, a little frustrated, came to the willow tree, picked up a strangely shaped stone, and threw it towards the lake.

The stones hit the calm lake, causing a large splash of water.

Circle after circle of waves spread to the surroundings.

"Why can throwing stones cause splashes in the lake, but if you touch a monster, the monster will not necessarily die?"

"Also, Xiaohu always teases me, why can't I pass on my pain to Xiaohu?"

Cang is estimated to be about five or six years old now, with a thin body and a distressed look on his immature face.

The screen stopped abruptly.

Then it evolved again.

……

"If you touch a monster, the monster must die?!"

After watching all the pictures, Zhou Qingyun showed a strange expression.

Under the illumination of the colorful divine light, a different idea was born in Zhou Qingyun's heart, as if he was empathizing with Cang in the picture.

He seemed to understand Cang's mood at that time.

"Throwing stones at the lake is the cause, but is the splash on the lake the result?"

"I touched the monster. This is the cause. The monster must die. Is it the result?"

"But from another point of view, the action on the monster is the cause, and the death of the person who did the action is also the effect."

"The same cause produces different results!"

"Leaving aside the issue of strength, if you attack the monsters yourself, you will get several results, so how do you get the results that are beneficial to you?"

"Since it is the cause of your own creation, why not produce the result you want?"

"..."

The law of time unconsciously covered Zhou Qingyun, and countless thoughts were born in his mind.

He stood on the spot like an old monk enlightened.

A wisp of wonderful fluctuations suddenly appeared, surrounding Zhou Qingyun, allowing him to realize more things.

At this time, the air bubble that wrapped the broken sword just now burst suddenly, and a wisp of black smoke suddenly appeared, trying to penetrate Zhou Qingyun's sea of ​​consciousness.

But Zhou Qingyun had been alert for a long time, and detained him the moment he appeared.

Hei Yan seemed to be intelligent, but he kept struggling in Zhou Qingyun's hands.

Seeing this, Zhou Qingyun frowned slightly and felt it carefully, but it didn't look like remnants.

At this time, the investment system suddenly replied:

[This is the fog of karma! 】

"Fog of Karma? Then why is there only one wisp?"

Zhou Qingyun frowned.

[The fog of karma is transformed by the original law of karma. It is extremely overbearing. It can force the establishment of karma, devour the karma of living beings, reverse the karma, strengthen one's body, and transform into a great being, surpassing the heavens. 】

[The fog of karma here has not yet fully formed, and it needs to devour the source of life with the strongest karma before it can be fully formed. 】

[Because it is not yet fully formed, the fog of karma at this time still needs to abide by the laws and restrictions of this world! 】

[When the host obtains the understanding of the law of karma from the bubble, it establishes a karmic contract with it.If the host didn't discover this wisp of mist, it would let it enter the source of the host's soul, slowly devouring all the karma of the host. 】

【At that time, the body of the host will collapse, disappear from this world, and reincarnate again. 】

[Once the causal contract is established, it is difficult to get rid of it. Once the host cannot comprehend the law of causality from these bubbles, or chooses to leave this place, it will instantly swallow all the karma of the host. 】

"There is a fog of cause and effect in these bubbles?"

【Yes, and the bigger the bubbles, the more fog! 】

[The host currently has two options to choose from. One is to comprehend the law of karma through these bubbles, and counteract the fog of karma. This will bring great benefits to the host;

The second is to spend 3000 million villain points, and the system will cancel the causal contract and isolate the causal fog. 】

Zhou Qingyun narrowed his eyes, "The old boy Cang really has no good intentions!"

"Are you going to recover with the help of the fog of karma?"

He guessed in his heart.

Ask yourself, if you come to such a dead end, you will definitely try to set up a back-up resurrection.

Afterwards, Zhou Qingyun did not choose to let the system take action, but prepared to comprehend the law of karma by himself and swallow the fog of karma back.

Immediately, he headed for bigger bubbles.

This bubble wraps a bear armored beast.

As before, the moment you touch it, the screen appears again.

PS: This dungeon is to increase Zhou Qingyun's strength, and it is also Zhou Qing's way to establish himself. It may take about [-] words.There will be another chapter later, everyone, get up tomorrow morning and read it.Winter is here, and my fingers are cold when I type a word, so I type slowly. After coding a chapter, I don’t want to type.