Chapter 17 The wrong way to swear an oath
Soon, Lin Yuan knew what was going on.
The next morning, almost all the disciples saw Li Zimo, the quasi-immortal master of Xinglin Hall, staggering into the cafeteria, ordering a bowl of high-strength liquor, and then drank it hard.
A disciple at the peak of foundation building has such a strong body. Drinking high-concentration grain wine is no different from water.
But Li Zimo still got red eyes.
Holding the wine bowl, he choked and lowered his head, muttering to himself: "It's all my fault, it's my fault. I really deserve to die!"
Hearing Li Zimo's murmur , almost all the disciples present understood what the other party had gone through.
At this moment, there is no distinction between the inner and outer sects, nor the distinction between realms.
Some are just ordinary people who are manipulated by Fang Wai.
Someone gave Li Zimo a glass of wine, and someone sent him the latest information. A wonderful friendship was born here, which allowed Li Zimo to take off his cold coat and have a happy life with others. A strange fate.
The silent comfort flowed into Li Zimo's heart like a clear spring, making him choke again.
As for Lin Yuan, watching this scene from a distance, he felt that he had done a good deed and indirectly contributed to the unity within Wanfa Sect. His merits were immeasurable.
But when he thought about it, he remembered that he was an undercover agent of the Demon Sect. How moved was he to see this scene!
But after thinking about it again, he remembered that he didn't have a good impression of the Demon Sect, so it didn't hurt to be moved.
And his real body is the mysterious ancient god. He can be moved by whatever he wants. If he has any opinions, he can look at his real body and say it.
Nodding, he began to examine his harvest.
Although at first, he felt that deleting the save file after death and adding a monster that could ignore defense and instantly kill players was a bit too much.
And a cemetery system has been added. The tombstones of dead characters will always exist in the backyard, which is a magic touch for killing people and killing people.
Not letting the players write their own epitaphs for the characters is Lin Yuan’s greatest mercy.
I was really too kind by not showing the character’s remains.
However, the existing settings are already very hardcore, but the final effect is surprisingly good.
The first batch of players were all hardcore players, but now there are only two games on the market, both of which are their own.
So, no matter how hardcore the settings are, players will still talk about the settings and accept them all.
Take Shangguan Zhi as an example. Although he lost his first role, he cheered up the next day, then reopened the wasteland and fought towards the Demon Sect headquarters again.
After the underworld opened, he fought against the temptation for two days, but in the end he couldn't resist the flying pleasure, so he entered the underworld again, and then lay down on the board an hour later.
Although the emotional impact of each permanent death is decreasing, the decrease is not too great. Shangguanzhi alone has killed five people.
In addition to Shangguan Zhi, there are many "Right Path Survivors" who are fanatical. The more they die, the more they want to gamble in the underworld. If they lose the bet, they still want to play. In this continuous cycle, they continue to give Lin Yuan thousands of dollars. Soul banners provide emotions.
At this time, the demonic flames were boiling in the Ten Thousand Souls Flag, and the wails were everywhere. It sounded creepy, and one look at it would make you lose your soul.
Although it has not reached the level of "ten thousand souls", it is already quite impressive.
If it were not suppressed by the hidden Gu in the body, just showing the Ten Thousand Soul Flag would attract the attention of the Ten Thousand Fa Sect.
Once it reaches the level of "Ten Thousand Souls", this little flag can awaken its unique magical power, which will definitely be quite interesting.
And there are also emotions provided by Li Zimo, a quasi-gold elixir, which further improves the level of the Ten Thousand Soul Banner and makes Lin Yuan look forward to it.
The Demonic Mind Technique, combined with my own game outsiders, is really powerful.
After drinking the mellow soy milk with satisfaction, Lin Yuan really liked it here.
It feels so good to sit here and do nothing while someone helps you practice. On the other side, after being comforted, Li Zimo felt much better.
With a cupped hand, he thanked silently, then left the canteen and went back to work.
Just sitting on the chair, looking at the bamboo slips placed aside, he still wanted to cry a little.
At this moment, he understood the mood of the disciple who came to consult before.
Sometimes, I really hope that resurrection from the dead can be simpler, so that those who have passed away can come back alive.
Even if we can't fight side by side, as long as we can sit under the eaves together and watch the sunset and listen to the sound of rain, that would be great.
“So, I really deserve to die!”
Holding back tears, Li Zimo sadly discovered that he still wanted to play games.
And I want to play so much!
But he also knew that he might not be able to resist the temptation of the underworld, and the only outcome would be death.
The other party's father had already been buried by him, and he didn't even spare his son, so how could he still be considered a human being?
What is the difference between this and that demonic way!
But "The Righteous Survivor" is really fun...
If I had been more careful, wouldn't it...
Quickly stopped my thoughts, Li Zimo I know I can't think about it anymore.
Tragedy comes from negligence. All accidents come from small "no problems", but they will eventually lead to tragic consequences.
As long as you don't play, the character's son will always stay in the hut without any danger.
Once you start, the other party will fall into a bloody storm, start a continuous cycle of reincarnation, and eventually die permanently.
Sighing, Li Zimo held it in his hand and solemnly said: "I swear on my inner demon, I, Li Zimo, will not play "The Righteous Survivor" anymore."
The Oath of the Inner Demon It is a magical power unique to foundation-building stage disciples. By swearing to the inner demon, they can impose restrictions on themselves and gain a certain level of improvement.
If it is violated, inner demons will be born continuously, causing the monks to gradually become decadent until their Taoist hearts are broken and unable to practice.
After the oath was taken, Li Zimo felt the chains being added to his body. Among the black chains, "The Righteous Survivor" was marked with a cross, indicating that he would never play "The Righteous Survivor" again.
Heaving a sigh of relief, Li Zimo cleaned up his clothes and prepared to start today's work.
But for some reason, he has been uneasy about his usual simple work.
Although he knew it was meaningless, he still looked at the clock frequently, wondering when he could go to rest.
The lower part of the butt felt like it was on fire. It kept twisting and couldn't stop no matter what.
And several times, he found that he was actually holding the bamboo slip, almost touching his forehead, which made him break out in a cold sweat.
Looking at the bamboo slip in his hand, Li Zimo regretted it.
That inner demon oath should not be sworn.
He overestimated his own will and underestimated the magic of "The Righteous Survivor". Now he has been completely immersed in the charm of "The Righteous Survivor" and cannot extricate himself.
Swallowing hard, he looked at the bamboo slips and then at his desk.
If you can't play "Righteous Survivor", then I can draw it!
Thanks to Blue Demon Queen Zino for the 500-point reward, thank you.
(End of this chapter)