Chapter 646: How Difficult Is This Game! (22)

Chapter 646 How boring is this game? (2/2)

Her sister's encouragement made Ma San full of determination and made her walk the thirteen steps with difficulty.

The price was that she was sore all over the next day and felt weak no matter what.

In this situation before, if you found an alchemy furnace to refine a furnace of elixirs, everything you ate would be cured.

But to make an elixir, you need an elixir furnace, and then you need to find a place to draw out the elixir fire. Then you have to search for materials all over the mountains and plains, and guard the elixir furnace to refine it for thirteen days before you can finally create a furnace of elixir.

In the current Taiping world, there are only a few usable pill furnaces, let alone others.

Therefore, she could only use magic to comb her body again, trying to avoid any pain as much as possible, and then continue the next day.

After another four days of grinding, she was finally able to make her arms become arms and her legs become legs.

After forcing herself to move, she was first happy that she could actually move, and then began to move towards her sect.

As she walked, she thought about a question: "When did I start falling into a dream?"

After thinking about it, she couldn't figure it out. She only remembered that she seemed to have been in a dark place for a long time, and then she became accustomed to sleeping.

Slowly walking into her sect, she saw that the place was overgrown and devastated.

The former sect no longer exists, the master who was cold on the outside and hot on the inside has disappeared, and those familiar people have not stayed here, and they don’t know where they are going.

However, Master's favorite alchemy furnace is still there, but it is quite damaged.

It fell to the ground and broke into two pieces in the middle. There were still incompletely refined elixirs inside, which was extremely regrettable.

Stepping forward, Ma San used his fingers to stick some dried elixir liquid on it, and found that it was just the simplest Bigu elixir.

The taste of this elixir is average, and you won't be hungry for a few days after eating it. It was the elixir she and her fellow apprentices liked to refine the most.

But every time they refine this kind of elixir, the master will come over and give them a harsh lesson, and even take action when it's serious.

But after every lesson, the master would cook the food himself, and then use the alchemy stove to roast the chicken, while saying helplessly: "Don't be careless about what you eat. If you always take elixirs, it will be fine in a short time, but you will forget them in a long time. The taste of food. Since ancient times, elixirs and food have been inseparable. Forgetting food means forgetting the pursuit of alchemy. Wait, you didn't do this on purpose and then tricked me into roasting chicken, right? "

At this time, she and her classmates would be so full of food that they would not care about anything.

Thinking of this, Ma San couldn't help laughing, but then he showed a hint of confusion.

So when did you forget these beautiful memories?

Why didn't I remember it all the time?

Covering her aching head, she felt something moving in her mind, making her at a loss.

Then, she felt something crawling over and moving up against her body.

Subconsciously, she took action and tore down a handful of vines. The thin tentacles silently reached into her ears and almost crawled into her brain.

Taking a few steps back in fear, Ma San stared at this thing.

The torn vines were still trembling, and then hid underground, as if they had left.

But Ma San could feel the vines still wandering nearby. When she relaxed her vigilance, she would crawl in through her ears again and control her body again.

This discovery made Ma San's hair stand on end, and the fear in his heart continued.

How did I stay with such a weird thing for so long?

And this thing is so abnormal, why can I endure it for so long!

As soon as this idea came to her mind, she realized that her previous life seemed like a scam, and there was something deeper that was deceiving her afterwards, making her feel very confused.

Just when she was confused, she saw an old Taoist walking over.

Seeing the other party, Ma San was shocked at first, and then overjoyed.

"Master! You're okay! Your alchemy furnace is broken, but it wasn't me! What...what are you going to do?"

The person walking towards him was none other than Wanfeng.

But unlike before, this time he did not travel as a soul, but returned to his physical body and walked in front of Ma San as an immortal master.

His steps were vigorous, his eyes were sharp, and his six-foot height carried a majesty like a huge wave, which reminded Ma San of the feeling he had when he first started.

The Master at that time seemed to be like this!

Lowering his head, Ma San was like a newborn pony, trembling uncontrollably in front of Wanfeng.

She didn't know what she had done wrong, and she didn't understand why the master was so angry, but she always felt that she had done something wrong.

Wanfeng, on the other hand, stared at Ma San coldly and suddenly smiled softly.

He raised his withered hand and rubbed Ma San's head with his rough fingertips, as if a father was comforting a child who had made a mistake.

"Ma San, you are so old."

This sentence sounded ordinary, but Ma San felt as if his heart was broken, and tears could not stop pouring out.

"Master...Master..."

"You can't wake up yet. If you wake up, it will be wrong. Go to sleep and continue sleeping. When you can wake up, I will come to call you."

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"Yes, Master."

"Don't resist. The vine is not bad. It is the embodiment of heaven and the assistant of me, the destined person. Accept the vine and sleep well."

"I understand, Master."

A large number of vines emerged, and tender tentacles flowed into Ma San's ears, causing her to fall asleep again.

However, all the memories of the "Alchemy Furnace" in her mind were cleared, and the dream she fell into had nothing to do with the "Alchemy Furnace".

She had completely forgotten the experiences of the past ten days, leaving nothing behind.

Wan Feng put Ma San aside and looked at the distant mountain.

There was black fog everywhere, and the nightmare demons of the Yuanying level were still constantly attracting others to dream, to feel the fantasy dream woven by Lin Yuan for them.

With a bitter smile, Wan Feng whispered: "Fellow Daoist Lin, good tricks."

The dreams of all people in the Taiping Realm were woven by their several immortal masters.

In the dream, they provided everything for these people, so that everything they wanted could be satisfied in the dream, without having to think about the problems of reality.

The vines are the incarnation of the way of heaven, and they are also the tools used by their immortal masters to achieve their own goals.

This plan deceived several worlds that had obtained the Taiping Realm, and also made the Taiping Realm successfully useless. Unexpectedly, it suffered a loss at the hands of Lin Yuan.

Fortunately, he always monitored the dream, and made up for the problem in time after discovering it, and finally did not cause a big disaster.

Now, all the monks who have come into contact with the "Danlu" have had their memories cleared by him, and isolated with the help of the power of the Heavenly Dao.

As long as they don't take the initiative to think about it, then there will be no problem.

Relieved, Wanfeng was about to continue to patrol other people's dreams when he found that Ma San on the ground showed a weird smile.

"Hehe, sister Danlu, how long have you not seen me, do you miss me?"

Seeing Ma San with a wretched smile on his face, Wanfeng was numb.

No way?

You fell again so quickly?

How boring is this game!