"How many experience points are needed?" Fang Ning asked.
"One billion at the bottom." The uncle said depressedly.
"It's really expensive. If the avatar dies, it will be gone. No wonder you are reluctant to use it." Fang Ning said with great understanding.
"It's good if you know." The uncle said bitterly.
After Fang Ning finished speaking, he was about to go back to play again when he suddenly had an idea and said in surprise, "No, your incarnation can obviously communicate across time and space. Whatever I told it, it can convey it to you across the world. Why do you and it both say that you have to recover the incarnation before you can know what happened to it?"
"Uh..." The uncle was speechless for a moment, so he could only say, "You don't need to know this, it won't have any impact on your mission."
"How come it doesn't have any impact? Whenever something happens to me, I have to rewind the game and ask you, the GM, how troublesome that is?" Fang Ning said plausibly.
"You're just lazy." The uncle said angrily.
"Hurry up and tell me the reason." Fang Ning urged.
"It's very simple. After it was delivered to the main world, I cut off all contact with it. In this way, if it is killed, it will not affect me at all." The uncle had to admit.
"..." Fang Ning was speechless for a moment, then responded later, "Then I am controlling it remotely. What will happen to me if it is killed?"
"Well, if you are smart, there is nothing wrong with exiting its body before it is killed; if you are lazy while sleeping, sorry, you will permanently lose part of your spiritual mind to control it, and the consequences will be I'll have a severe headache for a few days." The uncle said proudly.
"Shameless!" Fang Ning said with great contempt.
"Thank you for the compliment." The uncle said nonchalantly.
After scolding the uncle, Fang Ning honestly entered the body of the system avatar and continued playing RPG games.
But this time, he was more careful.
Since the uncle said he would have a headache for a few days, it was a real headache, and it was the kind of headache that the soul could directly feel. He didn't want to taste that feeling.
Anyone who has had a high fever knows that a splitting headache is definitely not just an adjective, but a fact that makes people want to split their heads and stir them.
After returning to the system incarnation in the main world, Fang Ning found himself in a huge library hall with rows of tall shelves.
The shelves are densely covered with various jade slips, silk books, bamboo slips and other various collections of books.
The system incarnates and scans through it quickly. The speed of reading is faster than copying. Many physical books do not even need to be opened. They can directly scan through the past with the mind and imprint the entire book in their mind.
Only those jade slips that still need to be viewed with spiritual thoughts will be slower.
The middle-aged Taoist priest who was waiting waiting at the side was naturally not surprised by this. The speed of an immortal should be at this speed.
After three full hours, all the books in the main hall were absorbed.
Fang Ning then said to the middle-aged Taoist priest: "Okay, you go out first, I will conduct a deduction on the spot."
"I obey, Immortal." The middle-aged Taoist priest said and exited the hall.
After the other party left, Knight A disappeared on the spot.
Not long after, the middle-aged Taoist priest seemed worried and secretly came back with someone, only to find that the hall was empty.
He searched carefully and found nothing. He felt panicked and hurriedly ordered people to search around.
After a while, the Taoist priests came back to report.
"Palace Master, there is no trace of the Immortal anywhere in the palace."
"Are they just here to deceive us about the classics?" He said subconsciously, "But it's meaningless. If the yuan crystal you deceive us is still useful, the classics can't be cultivated now, so what's the use of stealing them?"
"Well, it's not good to speculate on the Immortal in vain, right? Palace Master, maybe the Immortal is just hiding aside." A young Taoist priest with a childish face reminded boldly.
"What kind of immortal? Shui Lai, you are such a fool. He has no real immortal energy at all, and he doesn't have the mark of the Divine Court Talisman," an old Taoist priest said with jealousy on his face, "The so-called courtesy for nothing. , He is either a traitor or a thief. I think that guy doesn’t know how to absorb the magic power of vitality circulation, and now he comes to us to pretend to be big. With his skills, which one of us couldn’t do it hundreds of years ago? "
"Uncle, please keep your voice down. Don't worry about whether there is a divine talisman or not. Just fly at others. Aren't you looking for death by saying this?" someone hurriedly advised.
The middle-aged Taoist priest waved his hand to stop the crowd's noise.
"Stop criticizing the Immortal behind his back and be honest with me, Palace Master. Anyway, we have nothing to lose. The real core classics are not kept here," he said seriously, "Don't worry about whether the other party is a genuine Immortal. If he can really help What if we find a way out and just worship him? Anyway, the Divine Court doesn't care whether we live or die now."
At this time, the old Taoist who had just slandered Fang Ning suddenly brightened his eyes, leaned into the middle-aged Taoist priest's ear, and whispered a few words.
After hearing this, the middle-aged Taoist leader hesitated for a while, but then quickly made up his mind and told the Taoist priests: "Water comes and goes, you two stay here and wait for the return of the immortal. You guys Come with me to Fengtian Palace."
Two young Taoist priests, one calling for Shui to go and the other for Shui to come, stood up and guarded the library hall.
The others followed the middle-aged Taoist leader and filed out and went to other places.
After the Taoist priests left, the two young Taoist priests couldn't help but talk.
"I think that Immortal is a very kind person. Why does Uncle Wu always target others?" the young Taoist priest named "Shui Lai" said with some dissatisfaction.
In the past, he would not have dared to discuss the rights and wrongs of his teacher behind his back like this. However, over the past few hundred years, everyone in the palace has lost their magic power and can only live by coaxing and forcefully bullying the people within a few hundred miles. Naturally, the authority inside and outside the palace has been greatly reduced. weaken.
"Hmph, that old guy must be recalling the time when he was domineering. When he knelt down to worship the immortal just now, he might have been feeling depressed." Shui Qu said disdainfully.
"I always feel that if they went out just now, they would cause big trouble. Do you think we will take the blame?" Shui Lai asked worriedly.
"I also have this feeling. I don't know what the old guy said to the palace master. It's definitely not a good thing." Shui Qu was helpless.
"Otherwise, let's sneak away to avoid being caught in the middle." Shuilai suddenly said.
In the past, he didn't have the courage, but now he does.
"Well, what you said is right. Let's sneak away first. The palace master must have wanted to harm the immortal just now. If the two sides really fight, we little shrimps will be the first to suffer." Shui Qu also said the same.
So there was just some discussion and speculation, and because the information was not transparent, the two young Taoist priests from Xingyun Palace decided to escape from the battle.
It can be seen that as the vitality shrinks, the prestige of the Taoist sect drops rapidly, just like the soldiers in the last years of the dynasty. Those who mistakenly hear the enemy and flee are also brave, while those who flee upon seeing the enemy are already brave.
… …
At the same time, system space.
System prompt: (The system consumes 1.2 billion experience points to add a temporary system map function to the system avatar.)
Fang Ning was very satisfied, and then said: "You can help me deduce a method of gathering incense and belief. I will try to see if the offerings from the mortals in the upper world can be transformed into the power of divine thoughts. Maybe it can also replace the role of vitality. Pray for rain to remove the disaster.”
"You have a beautiful idea," the uncle immediately said with contempt, "There are so many monks and river gods in the upper world, haven't they thought of this method? They are the ancestors who became gods by playing with incense."
"..." Fang Ning was speechless for a moment, then reluctantly said, "But their abilities are different from yours. You are the system after all."
"What's the difference? Besides, if you find a new way for them to cultivate, what good will it do to us?" The uncle said very dissatisfied, "Aren't you a traitor?"
"Damn, you're really a big hater," Fang Ning rolled his eyes and explained patiently, "You think I'm stupid, I just want to find a bargaining chip to try to win over the forces of justice. People like the Ghost King Bodhisattva , Aren’t they all good people who came down from the upper realm? I just asked you to get the system map for this purpose. In this way, we will have the upper realm to lead the way, so as to eliminate those corrupt gods and Buddhas. And then accept their legacy..."
"I see. It seems that my view of the overall situation is still not as good as yours. Rich Man, I wrongly blamed you. I will deduce it now." After listening to Fang Ning's explanation, the uncle immediately admitted honestly.
"That's more or less the same, but you don't have to worry. If you give up, you will gain. As long as you can become the master of the universe, you can bear some losses." Fang Ning reassured.
"I hope you won't fool me this time. If you fool me, I will beat you." The uncle muttered.