Chapter 119 A Brand New World

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"This world is not suitable for me." Dugu Ming sighed for the 137th time.

Seeing that he only had a little over 2,000 plot points, Dugu Ming sighed deeply.

As one of the seven heroes of the Sword Sect, he is a well-deserved pride of heaven within the Sword Sect.

But after arriving in this world named the post-nuclear wasteland, his pride was shattered into pieces.

The ability to awaken as a demon sealer is the most useless plant type in the old continent.

But on his way to the New World, his boat capsized again and again and he was buried in the sea.

Useless superpowers and bad luck made him, the genius of the Sword Sect, less outstanding than some ordinary Sword Sect disciples.

Suddenly, a brand new dialog box popped up in front of his eyes.

"Are you willing to spend a thousand plot points to start a new journey to a new world?"

The dialog box kept flashing, and behind the agreement and denial, there was a ten-second countdown.

Dugu Ming nodded in agreement without hesitation.

A new world means new opportunities.

It can't get any worse than now!

Following Dugu Ming's choice, he felt his soul fly out of the body in the wasteland world and enter a brand new body.

Everything in front of me was foggy and I couldn't see anything clearly.

But that fresh, bright, and comfortable feeling came through from behind the fog, making Dugu Ming feel inexplicably at ease.

"Do you want to spend a thousand plot points to know the fragments of the new world in advance?" A new dialog box appeared in front of Dugu Ming.

Dugu Ming once again chose to agree.

The next moment, the fog in front of his eyes was lifted.

What appeared in front of him was a huge bright moon.

Under the bright moon, there is a peak that locks the sea of ​​clouds firmly on the mountainside.

On the top of the mountain, there are almost countless figures, colliding and intertwining rapidly.

They did not cast any spells or use any magical powers.

But their sword energy is enough to split mountains and rivers, the wind of their palms shakes the wind and clouds, and the true energy they circulate even attracts the starlight in the sky, shaking out silhouettes that are unknown whether they are true or false.

Dugu Ming was attracted immediately.

As a sword sect monk, in sword practice, there are also differences between holding a sword and driving a sword.

And Dugu Ming is the only sword-wielding monk among the seven heroes. His main attack is to hold the sword in his hand, control the sword with people, and combine people with the sword.

"Are they... warriors? Entering the Tao through martial arts? But, how can a simple warrior without cultivating magic power be so powerful? Could it be that they have all cultivated their true energy to the level of a hundred layers of light?" Dugu Ming thought to himself, wanting to leave When I looked closer, I found that I was like a wandering soul. Although I was witnessing the scene happening, I was unable to participate, let alone intervene.

At the top of the mountain, a man with white clothes and half-white silver hair stood quietly, holding a sword in his hand.

Snow lay lightly on his body.

Opposite him, a half-naked man with skin shining with black-gold luster, spitting out mist like waves from his mouth, was accumulating majestic momentum layer by layer.

There is a distance of five feet between the two of them.

However, the land with a radius of ten feet was deliberately separated.

None of the warriors who were fighting a life-and-death battle dared to set foot inside the circle.

Suddenly, the swordsman in white clothes pulled out the sword in his arms.

Then he reached out and held up a ray of moonlight like water.

The moonlight gently brushed the sword's edge, as if polishing off the last wisp of dust on the sword.

An instant later, fists and swords collided inexplicably.

It seems that it has not even begun, but it is already pointing to the end.

At the same time, a big hole opened in the sky, and everything was drawn into the hole, torn to pieces.

Indescribable energy collided and intertwined in the dark hole.

Suddenly, Dugu Ming suddenly felt his whole body stiffen.

"I...was seen?"

The next second, horror inexplicably flowed through his entire soul.

Everything in front of him shattered, and he returned to the fog.

In the dialog box, a line of words appeared.

"In August of the seventh year of Yuanqing... all the heroes from the world appeared at Ta Tian Peak and fought bloody battles for ten days. The reason is unknown. Sword Master Murong Bai and Jue Wu Zun Xiao fought angrily on the top of the peak, breaking the void and seeing the immortality of martial arts. . In September, I stepped on Tianfeng and cut it off at the waist. I don’t know where the upper half ended, and all the strong men in the world disappeared. So far, there are no more masters in the world of martial arts. They have all stopped at the innate level, and it is difficult to make any progress."

Dugu Ming took a deep breath.

I feel a little inexplicably uncomfortable.

Has such a powerful martial arts, which is comparable to almost any magical powers and spells, disappeared?

"No! It won't! A wild goose crossing the cold pond will leave traces. Even if the senior masters have disappeared, there must still be traces of such martial arts in this world. As long as I find one or two of them, I may be able to bring them back. Push it to get the whole picture." Dugu Ming secretly made up his mind.

At the same time, the thick fog in front of him really dispersed.

The bright sunshine and the mottled tree shadows were swaying alternately on his face.

In the distance, he seemed to have someone shouting.

"Ming'er! Ming'er!" The shouts came closer and closer.

Ke Xiaoliang smiled as he looked at the new harvest and recovered magic values, and at the monks entering the new world with different expressions on their faces.

good!

In the end, Ke Xiaoliang chose a setting based on true energy, supplemented by various extraordinary martial arts, and spent 300 million magic points to create a brand new world.

The purpose of choosing such a world is simple.

Focusing on improving martial arts and even the upper limit of Qi cultivation, it helps him practice Qi and push the Qi training level to a higher level as soon as possible.

The two options that Ke Xiaoliang has temporarily shelved are extraordinary technology and immortal civilization.

Extraordinary technology can make it easier to harvest magic value, while focusing on the collision and integration between different civilizations.

The immortal civilization is simple enough to help Ke Xiaoliang's practice in all aspects.

Although they all have advantages, their shortcomings are also very obvious.

That is, creating them is even more expensive.

The basis of extraordinary technology is science, and Ke Xiaoliang himself only has a partial understanding of scientific knowledge.

Many things in the post-nuclear wasteland are derived from the reality of his previous life, so it is not too difficult to copy them, and the cost of magic points is not too much.

But extraordinary technology must involve the starry sky, and more. In the original world view of the previous life, it only existed in fantasy, and there was not much basis for reference. If it wanted to be fixed and concrete, it would not be just a few hundred million magic values. , it can be done.

As for the immortal civilization, the same is true.

If we cannot have a world view that is comparable to or even surpasses the actual civilization of cultivating immortals, then it will be meaningless to create such a world of immortal civilization.

Ke Xiaoliang only needs to continue to absorb nutrients from the Ten Demon Sect.

There is absolutely no need to do anything unnecessary.

What's more important is that if we can't create an immortal civilized world to suppress those practitioners, then it is conceivable that such an immortal civilized world will be completely unable to achieve balance of payments. If we want to develop, we will need a continuous blood transfusion from the wasteland world.

Improper operation can even cause the entire situation to collapse.

"So, to put it bluntly, there is still a lack of magic value! Although the income has increased, the consumption has skyrocketed. Such a world based on martial arts and Qi is not only in line with my immediate interests and needs, but also able to take the opposite direction. , absorb the magic value, and at least achieve a balance of payments. With a series of arrangements I will make later, I don’t know whether I will make a small profit or a big profit..."