I became a saint in the game

Chapter 57 Back to the period before liberation
After reading these memories, Chen Shicheng understood everything.

Taoist Lu Ya, the owner of the Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife, seemed to have encountered an enemy of equal strength. No, to be precise, all the immortals had encountered enemies. This was an all-out war between local immortals and unknown enemies.

Moreover, the opponent's strength seemed to be no less than that of the local gods, otherwise it would have been impossible for the kind of world-destroying scene in memory to occur.

It’s a pity that the Immortal Slaying Flying Dagger appeared too quickly and fell even faster. I don’t remember the final outcome of the war, but I think the situation should not have been good.

After all, he had not forgotten what Mr. Hui Si said, that now immortals and gods have become extinct, and even history seems to have been interrupted.

I don't know where the enemies of the local gods and those unknown beasts have gone.
Chen Shicheng took only two or three seconds to browse through all of the above complex but simple memories.

The underground cave has become pitch black because of the disappearance of the formation, but Chen Shicheng and Mr. Hui Si both have spiritual awareness, so even without light, they can see in the dark.

At this moment, Master Hui Si seemed to be numb with shock from Chen Shicheng. He did not have any special reaction to the disappearance of the formation. He just asked woodenly, "Hey, kid, can we leave now?"

"Wait a minute."

Chen Shicheng opened the panel and checked the attributes of the formation he had just stored in his sea of ​​consciousness.

[Immortal Slaying Formation (One-time)]

[Introduction: This formation is naturally formed by the residual power of the Immortal Slaying Flying Knife. As the power dissipates, it can only be used once. It can unleash the full power of the Immortal Slaying Formation at once.]

Another trump card is acquired.

Although it can only be used once, under Chen Shicheng's control, the Immortal-Slaying Formation can unleash its full power at once, and even he himself cannot imagine what the consequences will be.

This is not a one-time formation, this is his life!
After turning off the panel, Chen Shicheng walked towards the location of the ray of light from the Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife. As the distance got closer, a thick layer of ash on the ground appeared within the range of his spiritual sense.

His eyes lit up, and he quickly stepped forward to grab a handful, using the Eyes of Bai Ze to identify its properties.

【Dust of Immortal Corpse】

[Introduction: The dust from the remains of immortals has been wiped out of all its spirituality, but it still has a certain magical power. After taking it, it can slowly heal injuries. Adding it to the process of refining medicine can increase the success rate by 10%, and there is a small chance that it will improve the quality of first-level pills.]

It's indeed a good thing.

After reading those memories, Chen Shicheng set his eyes on the corpse of the strange beast that was killed by the Flying Knife of the Immortal Slayer.

Although all his spirituality had been destroyed, his ashes were still of some use because of his extremely high realm. However, the action of grabbing a handful of ashes and stuffing them into his mouth after being injured was something Chen Shicheng could not accept.

Besides, he didn't know how to make medicine, so this thing didn't seem to be of much use to him except for trading it.

"Better than nothing."

Adhering to the principle of not wasting, Chen Shicheng began to work tirelessly to dig the ashes into the storage bin, which made Mr. Hui Si frown, fearing that he might use his body for other purposes on a whim.

You know, a fresh corpse in the Jindan stage is a rare treasure for the corpse-refining monks of the magic path.

However, after hesitating for several times, it still didn't say anything. After all, it had already decided to let Chen Shicheng take the body back to his hometown, and now it could only trust him.

Soon, Chen Shicheng collected all the ashes on the ground. Looking at the ashes that occupied five and a half grids, he smiled like a farmer with a good harvest. Each grid in the storage bar can only store one item. Although it can be stacked, there is still an upper limit, which is exactly one cubic meter, but there is no weight limit.

Five and a half grids of ashes are not a small number. Even if they cannot be sold at a high price, he can win by quantity. In this way, the ashes seem to be a great fortune.

"Fourth Master, it's done. Use the Five Ghosts to transport it out."

Feeling his wallet was bulging, Chen Shicheng left contentedly.

Mr. Gray Fourth immediately activated his ability, five-colored light flashed, and the man and the rat returned to the small temple.

"Squeak!"

As soon as he stood still, spicy strips came out from the temple nearby, climbed up Chen Shicheng's trouser legs and onto his shoulders, expressing its protest against being thrown down with an extremely dissatisfied cry.

At this time, Chen Shicheng remembered that he seemed to have casually put the unconscious spicy strips on the ground, and Mr. Hui Si did not take it with him when he teleported.

"Latiao, you know me. I will never abandon you. It's all because of it." Chen Shicheng quickly turned sideways to reveal Gray Fourth Master on his other shoulder. "It was it that teleported me away, and it didn't take you with it."

stare.
The little mouse who had been chasing the whole way in a daze just now was knocked unconscious by its owner. Latiao was not satisfied to begin with, and now seeing another mouse coming, his eyes immediately lit up and he bent his body eager to try.

"No, this has nothing to do with me. You didn't tell me to take you down there. Don't stare at me. I'm warning you that I won't be polite!"

Mr. Gray didn't want to take the blame for no reason, but before he could finish explaining, Latiao pounced on him impatiently.

The power of the incense was running low, and the power of his soul was also getting less and less. Mr. Gray had no choice but to fly into the air, cursing as he dodged the attack of the spicy strips. The mouse and the marten began the game of catching butterflies among the flowers.

“What a harmonious scene.”

Chen Shicheng looked at the two beasts who were having a lot of fun, nodded with satisfaction, and focused his attention on the panel.

Today's trip was not in vain. Whether it is skills, equipment or merit, the harvest is the biggest since entering the game.

Seeing that there were still 10960 merit points left on the panel, his heart warmed for a moment, but then he became a little confused, not knowing which skill to upgrade.

Needless to say, the Immortal-Slaying Sword will be his main means of attack in the future. However, it cost him more than 5,000 merits just to get started, and he didn't know how much more he would have to invest if he wanted to upgrade it.

Chen Shicheng estimated that these more than 10,000 merits would probably not have much effect, and the improvement gained by throwing them all in might not be as great as the help brought by the Immortal Slaying Formation.
However, the exponentially increased attack power, ignoring defense and the instant death effect were so tempting that he didn't know what to choose for a moment.

However, considering that such a large amount of merit income may only come this time, as well as the long-term development in the future.

After repeated consideration, Chen Shicheng could only keep 960 points of merit as an emergency measure, and added the remaining points to the Immortal-Slaying Sword Intent.

[Slashing Immortal Sword Intent (0.1%) → Slashing Immortal Sword Intent (2.6%)]

"Gan, I knew it!"

Even though he was mentally prepared, after seeing that the skill percentage only increased by 2.5%, Chen Shicheng still cursed inwardly, his face full of gloom.

(End of this chapter)