Fist of Fantasy

Chapter 320

In a trance, Liang De's split and scattered martial arts souls merged into one.

His primordial spirit condensed into a ray of aura, crossed the empty sea along the channel that belonged to him alone, and came to the self-nature realm that was like a section of city street.

The street is as deserted as the mind.

The Gray Coffee Municipal Guard II vending machine was quietly leaning against the street corner. The two aisles in front of the vending machine were filled with American coffee and menthol cigarettes, but otherwise empty.

The engraved inscriptions on the left and right sides of the coin slot flowed with light, indicating that the Extraordinary characteristic extraction system could be activated at any time.

"It's hard to save the wrong, and it's useless to ask the gods and Buddhas."

"Krypton does not change fate, and all the gold will be empty."

Liang De read it silently, and the feeling in his heart was completely different from the first time he saw these two lines of inscriptions.

At first, he only thought these two sentences were jokes made up from life information when his self-nature supernatural powers were formed, and used them to mock and warn the vast number of African players, including himself.

At this moment, Liang De suddenly realized that there were no players and friends involved.

The land of Africa is quiet and peaceful, and the krypton gold chiefs can't control their hands, chopping and growing, endlessly, singing and dancing when they are happy, dreaming of leaving Africa and entering Europe, what they want in their dreams, and whoever is happy is who they are , 72 Herrschers of Thunder lined up in the Tiangang Big Dipper Formation, slowly turning around the happy chief, oh, oh, oh, what a joy!

After krypton gold passes, it doesn’t matter whether you can ship or not. What’s important is to enjoy the expectations and fantasies brought about in the process. Although the thickness of the wallet has decreased, the thickness of life has increased. How can it be said that it is useless and empty?

There is only one unlucky ghost in these two sentences, and that is himself.

Since time travelling, I have seen a lot of powers like gods and Buddhas, so what's the use?

Earn druses, gather druses, spend druses, flow in and out, what do you get?

Just like this time, I spent tens of thousands of dollars, but only got a few conjectures that may not be helpful.

It's useless, it's useless, even... I'm still the freest creature on both sides of the sea.

Liang De lowered his head and smoked a cigarette, and did three chest-expanding exercises in front of the vending machine. The depression like the rainy season in his heart finally came out and turned into a self-deprecating smile.

If you have a black face, you can have a black face. The life of a black man is also a life, and there is always a way to think about it.

He reached out and pressed the coin slot of the vending machine, and activated the self-nature magic power of "return light photography".

Although I don't know what brother Mo Feisheng meant by "help you see your true heart", but since he helped me sort out my soul memory and sent me to enter the realm of the gods, there are [-] out of [-] chances for me to do it.

How can I verify my sincerity once I take a shot? Will I take out something like honest bean paste buns?

It's impossible, brother Mo is only in the realm of red robbery, so it should be impossible to control my shipment rate.

Let's smoke first, you will know when you smoke.

Liang De's Martial Dao Yuanshen stood in the center of the supply management space, and the revolving lantern of life began to turn, those frozen black and white pictures gradually became vivid and vivid, the memory kept receding, and the revolving lantern turned faster and faster.

The Martial Dao Primordial Spirit running at full strength slowly releases the inner energy filled with gray and black authenticity, and the bleak revolving lantern of life is constantly consuming extraordinary power, and the consumption rate is several times higher than when smoking Xiuxian coffee and suffocating cigarettes.

Because, he has become stronger.

The higher the realm, the greater the resistance.

When Liang De first entered the realm of Baikong, his self-nature supernatural powers could only extract some extraordinary characteristics that were not particularly powerful.

From the perspective of the realms on both sides of the Kagehara Kukai, "mortal cultivating immortals" and "suffocating oxygen" are not extremely rare special effects.

Let’s talk about the functions of defining sleep time and quickly replenishing energy. Looking at the world, there are countless foods, medicines, and martial arts that can achieve these two points.

Liang De can make a profit by selling Mortal Cultivation Coffee because it is of high quality and low price, safe and reliable, and stable and high-yield.

Now Liang De is already a true practitioner of the original world, his martial arts cultivation is much stronger than before, and what he will draw out from his own supernatural powers is the extraordinary characteristics that match his own cultivation, so the resistance returned by the revolving lantern of life is far away. more than ever.

Brother Mo Feisheng's help can only help him sort out his soul memory, and he can only rely on his own strength to turn his life around. Liang De carefully controls the consumption speed of his authenticity and internal energy, and decisively uses the random selection method.

His consciousness suddenly jumped, and fell into the memory before crossing.

Liang De had expected this result a long time ago. Calculated according to the empty sea time, only about three months have passed since he crossed. Most of the revolving doors in his life are the soul information he left before crossing. It will parachute into the memory before the time travel.

It was a summer night.

A teenager who looked like a high school student was wearing a red Bulls uniform, and the black "23" on his back was facing the sign of the General Hospital of the Northern War Zone. He stood at the entrance of the hospital and thought for a while, then trot along the sidewalk, preparing to go to the north side of Wenhua Road Buy supper.

Liang De in the supply management space thought about what year it was.

He was 15 years old that year.

Xiao Shao'er didn't get No. 1 in physical education in the final exam. During the summer vacation, he practiced the triple jump on the concrete floor, but accidentally broke his leg.

During that time, Comrades Liang Jianguo and Li Weihong had to work overtime, so they were asked to stay with them in the hospital.

Xiao Shao'er fell quite badly, and his leg was scarred by a steel nail. He was depressed all day long, and at night he asked Liang De to go out to buy food.

Later he found out that Xiao Shao'er always secretly cried when he went out, and even turned the top half of the quilt over to sleep, lest he see the traces left by tears.

Silly girl.

Liang De watched the boy in the No. 23 jersey turn the corner and ran to the door of a Korean fried chicken restaurant.

There should have been no Korean fried chicken on Wenhua Road that year, but the boy in the memory had obviously been here many times.

He walked around the back with ease, washed his face under the faucet in the small yard behind the shop, rinsed his mouth, dried his face with the hem of his jersey, stretched out his hand and smelled his breath, and then walked to the fried chicken. In front of the frowning black long straight girl at the door of the shop, she bought half a piece of fried chicken and asked her how many extra packs of sweet and spicy sauce she ordered.

Have the memories of the past been completely integrated?

Just choose here.

Liang De stretched out his right hand to the memory screen of the fried chicken shop, and casually pressed it on the box of fried chicken.

His fingers went straight through.

The extraction was not successful, and there was no hint that the target was illegal.

Liang De withdrew his right hand in astonishment, and clicked several items on the screen again.

Jerseys, light tubes, wings, sweet and spicy sauce, fried rice cakes, thermal display cabinets... none of them can be selected successfully.

This memory is like an illusory shadow, untouchable.

Until the extraordinary power to turn life around was exhausted, Liang De failed to select one thing in his memory.

He escaped the Martial Dao Primordial Spirit from the Realm of Nature, and returned to the ward of the First Affiliated Hospital of Huanhai University.

Mo Feisheng had already left, only a lingering voice echoed in Liang De's ear.

"Your self-nature supernatural power is to extract information from your own life and sublimate it into something extraordinary.

Since you can't find anything, it means that your self doesn't think those overlapping things are your real life.

Zhao Gufeng will go to Baichuan Haiji to attend an academic conference in seven days. I have already told him that you can go to him and use the Gangqi Lingfeng to remove excess soul memories and let go of those things that do not belong to you. "

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