Plot It's Not About Me [Quick Transmigration]

After tidying up the last side hall with many bamboo slips and animal skin scrolls, Lu Xinglin and Qin Shuo decided to have a meal first, then take a rest, and continue exploring tomorrow.

Dinner was still fruit and barbecue, but because he ate too much barbecue recently, Lu Xinglin gave birth to some vegetables, and Qin Shuo cooked a vegetable and meat porridge.

Because there is no staple food such as rice noodles, he uses compressed biscuits instead, because the seasoning is still there, and the taste is not bad.

After eating and drinking enough, Lu Xinglin got into the tent and went to sleep. Qin Shuo meditated instead of sleeping as usual.

In fact, everyone in the live broadcast room was very curious. Others, all practitioners, never slept at night after arriving in the restricted area. Like Qin Shuo, all of them used cultivation instead of sleeping.

This can not only improve his strength, but also adjust his body to the corner of his mouth, which can be said to serve multiple purposes. However, they have never seen Lu Xinglin practice before, so they really don't know how he got that ability.

Because this question has been tangled for a few days, everyone finally asked it in the live broadcast room by capturing the screen.

When chasing sleep at night, Lu Xinglin would watch the live broadcast room, and today was no exception, so he naturally saw this problem.

"Who said I didn't practice?" Seeing this question being asked on the barrage, Lu Xinglin said speechlessly: "I also know, how can I be so good if I don't practice."

'The live broadcast room is open 24 hours a day, and I have never seen you practice before. '

'That's right, Brother Qin meditates every night, you've never done it. '

'It's not just Brother Qin, except for Jiang Xi, an ordinary person, the other players also meditate every night. '

"The contestants in the entire program group, only Brother Lin, you, and Jiang Xi, ordinary people who don't practice. '

Hearing what he said, the barrage immediately went up.

"Cultivation does not necessarily have to meditate. My skills are special, and my talent is better, so no matter what I am doing, my skills are constantly running. You see, I don't practice. In fact, I can It didn't stop till night, otherwise why do you think I'm so powerful?" Lu Xinglin spread his hands when he saw these barrages.

What he said is true or false. The exercises he is practicing now are based on the Yuanfu, which is indeed special. As long as the Yuanfu is in his body, his exercises will continue to operate.

However, his strength is not obtained by relying on exercises alone, it is the accumulation of countless worlds before him, so there is no need to say these to the outside world.

'Wait... Brother Lin, what did you say? '

'Can I hear human words? '

'Do people say? '

'No, there is such a skill? '

'I think apart from martial arts, Brother Lin's talent is the key. '

'That is to say, Brother Lin has a good cultivation method and high talent, and he is practicing while lying down and sleeping? '

'Previously summed up very well...'

'I don't know why, but I suddenly wanted to hit someone. '

'You are not the only one who wants to hit someone, and my hands are also a little itchy. '

'Can you do whatever you want with good talent? '

'Don't doubt it, it really works! '

'...'

After teasing everyone in the live broadcast room for a while, Lu Xinglin went straight to sleep.

They went to bed late at night, and it was considered safe here, so both of them got up later than usual.

After breakfast and tidying up, Lu Xinglin and Qin Shuo started to explore the underground palace again.

At first, everyone including Lu Xinglin thought that coming out of the tunnel should be another hall, but what everyone thought was that what they saw after coming out was actually a cliff.

That's right, this is an underground cliff.

Moreover, the cliff was extremely deep. Qin Shuo picked up a stone and threw it down. It took a long time before he faintly heard the sound of falling to the ground.

"It's too deep, it's not easy to go down." Qin Shuo looked at the bottomless cliff, took a deep breath and said.

"Look for a mechanism. Since it is an underground palace, it is impossible to find a dead end. If there is no way, we will use flying catkins." After speaking, Lu Xinglin began to search around.

They are now on a small platform behind the passage. The things here are very simple. They quickly searched the place, including both sides of the passage, but still found nothing.

"I can only use the flying catkins." Qin Shuo said helplessly.

Lu Xinglin didn't care about this, and raised his hand to draw two flying catkins, which directly submerged into the two of them.

Anyway, he could draw as many talismans of this level as he wanted.

With the flying talisman, this cliff is nothing to them at all.

It was only when the two of them fell slowly from the cliff that they realized that there was a trap here, but the trap was not on the top, but a dozen meters below the stone platform they were sitting on before.

Because the stone platform protruded from the cliff, when they were looking for the mechanism, they couldn't see it from the top down.

Since there is a mechanism, there is no reason not to use it. Even with the Feixu Talisman, Qin Shuo still opened the mechanism.

With the sound of gears turning, a wrist-thick chain slowly stretched from the other side of the cliff towards the direction of the two of them.

In the void, such a chain stretched over like this, this scene is really scary.

Lu Xinglin frowned slightly when he saw it, and then groped around the mechanism. Although he didn't see anything, he felt a thin silk thread.

The silk thread was extremely sharp, Lu Xinglin just touched it lightly, and his finger was cut, blood remained, and the thread was also stained red.

Then Qin Shuo and everyone watching the live broadcast watched a blood-red silk thread appear in front of everyone out of thin air. The thread was only a short length, and it was as weird as the life-like chain.

"Be careful, there are dark silks here, and the chains were also pulled by dark silks." Seeing that Qin Shuo was coming, Lu Xinglin quickly reminded.

"Ming silk!" Upon hearing that it was this thing, Qin Shuo immediately turned serious. At the same time, he took out a bag of fluorescent powder from his backpack, grabbed some and sprinkled it around.

Everyone saw that as the powder fell, countless fluorescent threads appeared around them, and some of them were not far from them.

Seeing this scene, cold sweat rolled down Qin Shuo's forehead.

Nether silk is a kind of silk spit out by worms living in the dark place with strong yin. Because this kind of worm is very similar to silkworms, it is called ghost silkworm.

The silk spit out by the silkworm is extremely tough and extremely sharp, even if it is touched lightly, it can scratch people. If it is a little stronger, it will be easy to cut people in half.

The most important thing is that this underworld silk can only be clearly seen in sunlight, but it can become invisible if the light is a little weaker.

It is precisely because of this characteristic that ghost silk is often used to make weapons, or to assassinate others.

However, the number of ghost silkworms is rare, and it is extremely difficult to feed them. Moreover, a ghost silkworm can only spit silk once in a lifetime, which also makes the silk of the ghost silk very precious, and it is difficult to see it at ordinary times.

Qin Shuo did not expect that there are so many dark silks here.

Fortunately, they came down with flying catkins. If they were flying catkins, they didn't weigh much, and after they came, they didn't move around except for turning on the mechanism. Otherwise, they really didn't know how to die.

'What is this stuff? '

'It's so thin, it seems to be silk. '

'Didn't you see Brother Lin was cut just by touching his finger? Normal silk is so sharp? '

'The legendary sky silk? '

'Ghost silk, that's from the novel, isn't it? '

"Hehe, those ghosts and goblins also appear in Nine-Tailed Fox's novels." '

'Is there any great god you know come out and say something? '

'I asked my brother, this is the silk of the underworld, a very rare and rare thing, not only very sharp, but also can only be seen clearly under the unobstructed sunlight. '

'I've heard of Ming silk, but I didn't expect this to be it. It is said that this thing is very dangerous, and it can cut off the palm just by grasping it with normal strength. '

' No wonder Brother Qin reacted so strongly. If they had just moved a few more times, they would have become two pieces now. '

'Two pieces are not enough, don't forget they still have amulets. '

'That's scary too. '

'One thing to say, Brother Lin is really good, you can find it all. '

'...'

There were still many capable people in the live broadcast room, and soon someone recognized Ming Silk.

Soon, several iron cables were pulled to this side by the dark silk, and they happened to be stuck on the mechanism.

In this way, there is an extra chain bridge on the cliffs on both sides.

"This is a good thing. Do you want to collect some? It would be nice to get a whip when you go back." Lu Xinglin pointed at the silkworms.

At this moment, Qin Shuo had already sprinkled more than half of a pack of fluorescent powder, and more ghost silks appeared, even on the chain bridge.

"This should be difficult to collect." Qin Shuo was naturally moved, after all, this thing is also a rare refining material.

However, it is not easy to collect them. After all, these ghost silks are very tightly stretched. Once cut, they will definitely bounce off. If they are touched, they will be cut into several pieces in an instant.

"It's okay, I can solve this." Lu Xinglin said directly.

As he spoke, he asked Qin Shuo to take out the small medical kit from the package, took out a pair of gloves, drew a brown talisman into it, took out the key from his bag, and put the gloves on it. The nail clippers were laid out, and a golden talisman was also thrown on it.

After putting on the gloves, Lu Xinglin grabbed the silk that was closest to him.

Originally, with his strength, Ming Silk should have cut off his palm long ago, but at this time, Ming Silk was in his hands like ordinary silk, without causing any harm.

Before Qin Shuo could ask what the effect of the talisman was, Lu Xinglin had already picked up his nail clippers and cut off the dark silk with a click.

That action is simpler than cutting an ordinary silk.

If he hadn't seen Lu Xinglin's finger cut with his own eyes, Qin Shuo would have doubted whether he had made a mistake.