Wang Mo thought that there was another opportunity to increase his knowledge and courage. This was an opportunity that ordinary people could not find. But this time he was wrong, and very wrong.
After reading the first book carefully, I gained a better understanding of the world of spirit beings. But suddenly the roof dropped ten centimeters, which meant there was a time limit.
"Complete all the books on the bookshelf within a certain period of time, and also defeat the stone man in the formation. The time for one book will drop by ten centimeters!" Wang Mo was really anxious after talking about what he had to face, "There are a total of There are thousands of books, but there is only enough time to read a few dozen. This is naked murder!"
"The foundation for the college entrance examination is still there!" Wang Mo decided to give it a try, as the problem would not be solved without a quick glance. Immediately pick up a book and start reading it, but reading it and writing it down takes time. Although I took the initiative to speed up, the roof dropped again in the third book!
"He will definitely be crushed to death!" Wang Mo was even more confused, and there was no better way. Force yourself to calm down and continue reading. This is the only way.
After Wang Mo finished reading a book called "Fantasy Hunter Classic Moves", the roof magically rose by ten centimeters. Happiness came so suddenly that Wang Mo couldn't cope with it for a while. I blinked my eyelids six times before I realized what I was doing. I quickly picked up a fantasy hunter book and read it.
"Brush!" The roof dropped ten centimeters again. Wang Mo knew that this time the lift had nothing to do with the type of book and was completely random.
"Read every other book, so the probability should be higher!" Wang Mo came up with an idea in his head and immediately followed it. Although there is still not enough time at all, there are indeed more books coming up, which buys me a lot of time.
Wang Mo is gambling on luck, if his luck is really good enough. You can finish reading the books here. If they are not good enough, you will have no choice but to hate Northwest. There is no time to rest at all, all the energy is spent on reading and understanding books. The lifting and lowering of the roof was quite terrifying, and the lowest point was already on top of Wang Mo's head.
Wang Mo had lost track of time, but the lazy men in the hospital were impatient to wait. The day and night are about to pass, and the protective layer on the body will soon disappear. Seeing that there was no result, he had no choice but to withdraw, and Wang Mo didn't respond to his calls.
"Brush!" The lazy man set up a barrier outside the campus, and then left in a flash. As long as Wang Mo comes out from here, he will be the first to rush to the scene.
Maybe ordinary people can't read thousands of books in a lifetime, but Wang Mo can when his life is threatened. And this feat was completed in a very short period of time, twenty days.
I'm just short of finishing the last two books, but the roof is already weighing on me. He only had this little space on the ground, and he was faced with a choice. You must first read books that can raise the roof, otherwise if you lower it again, your life will be over.
"It's either you or you..." Wang Mo used his strongest skills and finally decided to read the book on the left first. As soon as I read the book, I immediately calmed down and became really focused.
"Brush..." After reading this book, the roof rose ten centimeters, leaving Wang Mo time and space to read the last book.
But after the last book was closed, the roof quickly returned to its original shape. Wang Mo looked at the high roof and let out a sigh of relief. He sighed and began to complain, "Who the hell designed this trap? I've been missing it for eight lifetimes."
Wang Mo stood up, took a breath, and adjusted his soul power. He walked towards the formation on the other side, ready to see what the hell these ten stone statues were.
The moment he adjusted his condition and stepped into the formation, the circuit that had been silent for an unknown amount of time began to operate. A fighting cage rose up around it, and the stone statue in the middle began to slowly fall into pieces. After the stone statue completely degenerated into human form, Wang Mo was really shocked. Because the hungry stone statue turned into his appearance, exactly the same.
"You must use the skills you learned in the house and my captain. If you use what you have done before, you will be destroyed by this cage!" The stone statue spoke human words, and released forty-nine golden mirrors at once, opening Wang Mo's The biggest move is 'World of Heaven and Earth'.
"Holy shit...it turns out it's so scary here." Wang Mo was in the golden universe and felt the terror of the enemy. But he still knew it well, so he directly turned on the advanced form of the armor, and the Divine Comedy Sword was suspended in front of him, "The All-Seeing Divine Sword!"
The Divine Comedy sword shook in the air, splitting into two and then into three. Three identical long swords fight on their own, and they can split again. This is the rhythm of three powers that give rise to all things. This sword technique can be transformed into various moves, not to mention the regular ones, the various sword formation circuits are also endlessly varied, and there are also special skills and so on. This is the most authentic and superior fantasy hunter swordsmanship, and it is also the most powerful that Wang Mo possesses.
Today, Wang Mo seems to be a commander, commanding the Divine Comedy sword to besiege the stone statue, using all kinds of unpredictable skills and tricks. This battle was equivalent to facing him in his previous heyday, and I thought it would be a tough battle. Unexpectedly, it would all be over within an hour. The stone statue was chopped into two pieces by the Divine Comedy sword.
The formation under his feet began to change, and a purple-gold color exploded. Wang Mo felt like he was transported to another place. After the light dissipated, a desert appeared. But this desert is special, surrounded by endless yellow sand. But this desert has a roof, and it looks weird.
"This is teleporting me to the west wing..." Wang Mo guessed the answer accurately, but facing the boundless yellow sand here, he didn't know what to do next.
"Let's take a look!" Wang Mo decided to move forward to see what was in the desert. But after taking just a few steps, he was teleported back to where he was. He tried several times in succession, but the result was the same.
"What mistake did you make?" Wang Mo pondered the reason carefully, and finally came to a terrifying result, "I'm afraid it's because of the soul power. As long as you use the soul power while walking, you will return to the original place."
In order to verify the correctness of this conjecture, Wang Mo started an experiment. I walked for an hour with physical strength, but nothing happened. He inspired a little bit of courage right there, and was immediately transported back to the original place. Even preparing for a confrontation in advance will not help.
"No matter what you want to prove, let's go!" Wang Mo began the arduous trek, walking only with physical strength and perseverance. The intense heat in the desert is physically unbearable, but it is a process that must be endured.
Wang Mo also imagined that there would be oases and inns in the desert, but this was a bit too wishful thinking. There was only endless desert in front of me, and I was still in the desert after persisting for a month. Even Wang Mo's powerful physique has far exceeded its limit. Death has come many times, but has been driven away time and time again.
"Boom..." Wang Mo really fell down and might never get up again. You can choose to use your soul power and give up more than a month of hard work. But instead of doing that, I still have to make one last effort.
Wang Mo saw his hometown and relatives and felt unprecedentedly tired, followed by infinite relief. His consciousness fell into darkness, as if he was about to enter a beautiful dreamland. All the killing and hatred are gone, as well as all the reluctance and longing.
"Is this death?" Wang Mo knew it and seemed willing to accept death.
"Ah..." Wang Mo woke up suddenly after falling into darkness. His chest was heaving and undulating violently. He was lying on a wooden bed. After looking around, "This should be the west wing. Why?"
After pondering, Wang Mo felt the reason. Under normal circumstances, people are trained or advised not to give up, but this illusion is just the opposite. It teaches people to give up.
"There are advances and retreats, there are sacrifices and gains, there are successes and failures. This is everyone's complete life!" Wang Mo sighed and sat up from the bed. Suddenly he was stunned for a moment, and his soul power increased to sixty standard units before he knew it.
Wang Mo didn't rush out, but sat in front of the bronze mirror. Looking at the weathered and cold face inside, Wang Mo even recognized himself. He touched himself in the mirror with both hands, "How did it become like this? A monster that can only kill but not live?"
Wang Mo tried his best to smile when he looked in the mirror, but he still had to face everything with a cold face. But after removing his eyes from the mirror, what he saw was not the west wing. It was a beautiful classical living room, and he was standing in the center of the living room. Wang Mo had no idea when the direction would change.
There were a few words written on the thick dust on the coffee table, as if they had been written just now, "Take the key and open the courtyard door, and you will see the way to leave the island. Bless you and my successors."
Wang Mo saw that the signature of this line was Xiong Xiong, and there was indeed a key next to it. He picked it up and wanted to thank the senior, but the key suddenly turned into a fireball, completely igniting Wang Mo's hand.
The handwriting on the coffee table changed instantly, "This is the fire of the original soul power. Either you take it and make it your own, or you will be burned to death. Is it any surprise to those who come after you?"
"Damn it!" Wang Mo cursed harshly, not expecting to be pranked.
He immediately sat cross-legged on the ground and wrapped the flame with his soul power. Wang Mo has no experience in refining this kind of thing, so he can only take it one step at a time. But he still underestimated the power of this small flame, and it took half of his soul power to refine one-tenth of it. At this rate, I'm afraid I will really be burned alive.
Wang Mo thought of the stone futon and simply gave up resistance and let the flames blend into his body. This is also a gamble between life and death. If it doesn't succeed, it will definitely be over.
A small flame penetrated the body, and without the soul power to resist, it grew rapidly. It is as if it is detecting the condition of the body, and then quickly integrates into the body. If you insist on saying where the flame is, I'm afraid you can only answer that it is within each cell!
"Wow..." Wang Mo opened his hand and a ball of flame ignited from his palm, clearly feeling that the small flame was very powerful. It is the nemesis of all soul power, but I don't know what use it has in the backyard.
After conquering the soul fire, the handwriting on the coffee table changed again, "The backyard gate is open, I will drive away that scoundrel for you, don't worry!"
"It's time to face that lazy man again, what should I say? Can you really believe what the handwriting says?" Wang Mo stood in the room distressedly, not taking a step.
"Let's go, we have to face it no matter what!" After Wang Mo prepared himself mentally, he opened the door and entered the small courtyard. As soon as his feet were firmly on his feet, a lazy man's voice came from outside the small courtyard, sounding quite angry, "You finally came out, shouldn't you give me an explanation?"
