"Strange, why does the copy target still show 0? Am I not a person who has experienced three weird things?"

Wu Mingkong looked at the column of the target of the dungeon with some confusion. The first time was the painted skin demon and the evil man-cannibal ghost, the second time was the little white fox who rescued Luo Qiu from the Black Mountain Ghost King, and the subsequent visit to the Black Mountain Ghost Realm. The third time was to catch the fox grandma on Nanqi Mountain.

But so far, Wu Mingkong's copy target has experienced ten weird things that are still 010, which shows that these three times are not the weird things that need to be experienced in the copy target.

Wu Mingkong didn't think about it carefully. He couldn't finish it or not. He still couldn't complete the copy research, so he changed to a random copy, and the copy was thrown away.

It’s not that he can only open one random copy. Anyway, the random copy is not consumed, so he won’t worry about it if he falls into a dead end.

Wu Mingkong is now focusing on explaining the fox grandma, and he discovered something extremely strange.

Grandma Fox is like the Black Mountain Ghost King. Whether it is the soul turning into a ghost or monster opening up its spiritual intelligence, the principle of this process is still unclear, just like an extremely idealistic thing.

Even the opening of the Demon Mansion is the same, and the same state as the Black Mountain Ghost King opened up the Yin Domain. After a moment of feeling, he opened it up without any cause and effect.

What surprised Wu Mingkong even more was that this world had no luck.

In other words, every species has infinite possibilities. As for the will of the world, Wu Mingkong did not discover it, or even could not find it.

It was as if there was no such thing at all, rather than the situation where the will of the world in the previous copy was beaten to death by the human will.

This time the copy was filled with many idealistic things. He was like this. He wanted to study the principles in depth but had no principles to explain, and he was just confused.

Compared with the practice of chanting scriptures by human practitioners, the practice of ghosts and monsters is somewhat polarized. One is to find various blood foods to supplement oneself, and the other is to worship the moon.

That's right, it's just a simple worship of the moon without any other assistance.

The ghosts and monsters that swallowed blood food entered the country very quickly and even stronger. However, the more they went, they would become abnormal and eventually they would die of madness.

The ghosts and monsters who worship the moon are completely opposite. The speed of cultivation is not only very slow, but they are not strong, but their spirit will not have any problems. There is only one problem. Those ghosts and monsters who worship the moon will disappear after opening up the demon palace or the Yin Domain.

After the disappearance, there were friends who went to search for the ghosts and monsters, but it seemed that they had evaporated and could not be found at all.

From the memories of Grandma Fox and the Ghost King of Black Mountain, Wu Mingkong sorted out some common sense about these ghosts and monsters and found that no matter which practice system it is, it is all a big pit.

What made Wu Mingkong even more helpless was that he still didn't understand how they practiced.

Even if ghosts and monsters swallow blood to increase their strength, according to Wu Mingkong's observation of the eating situation of the fox grandma and the Black Mountain Ghost King, this would at most increase them by two taels of meat, and they did not transform their cultivation level at all.

But after eating the fox grandma, her strength increased.

It’s like this copy has written this into the world rules. If you eat it, you should increase your cultivation level. Even if you can’t, you will be born out of thin air.

"Although I don't know what humans are doing in chanting scriptures, I guess it's just as tricky as this thing."

"However, practicing worshiping the moon may be a clue." Wu Mingkong always felt that energy could not be born out of thin air. Even if he was granted the king's power, it would have to pay a price, but the price was paid by the humanity, law and luck of the entire force.

Wu Mingkong looked up at the moon, and it was normal no matter how he looked at it.

"Or it actually has nothing to do with the moon? It's just something that I'm doing with those idealistic things?"

No matter which visual system it is, the moon is normal.

But Wu Mingkong felt something was wrong with the very normal moon.

Looking at the pale moonlight scattered on the ground, Wu Mingkong tried to worship the moon using the moon worship method in the memory of Grandma Fox and the Ghost King of Black Mountain.

Although the fox grandma and the Black Mountain Ghost King did not follow this path of worshiping the moon, but instead took the path of bloody food, there are still ways to worship the moon.

It's just that the two are slightly different.

It’s okay to say at the ceremony, but it mainly depends on the different worship time. The worship time of the Black Mountain Ghost King was at twelve o’clock in the evening, when the yin energy was the strongest.

Grandma Fox was during the period when the moon rose and sunset. As for the human practitioners, it seems that they did not worship the moon, but from Luo Qiu's memory, Wu Mingkong also learned that there was a relatively good time period for chanting scriptures, that is, the sun rose and the moon set, but it was not called worshiping the moon, but purple air was contained.

All three are inseparable from the moon.

Wu Mingkong was muttering something in his mouth and holding a strange thing like a wish-fulfilled person in his hand, and he was like a great god.

Now this period is the stage when the moon rises and sunsets. Wu Mingkong is trying to worship the moon in his memory by imitating the method of worshiping the moon in his grandmother's memory.

"Looking at the moon, looking at the sunset is uncomfortable..."

A large section of slandering and strange language said in a strange and eccentric language was read out by Wu Mingkong. Fortunately, his body structure could be changed by itself, otherwise he would not be able to read such a large section at all.

Wu Mingkong even suspected that this sentence was the exclusive language of monsters, and normal people could not read the sacrificial text at all. Even if they could barely read it with a similar sound, it would be a huge difference, and the meaning of it was changed.

It was almost midnight and Wu Mingkong was held several times, but it still had no effect. In the end, he had to give up the Moon Worship ceremony of Grandma Fox and instead use the Moon Worship ceremony of the Black Mountain Ghost King.

"Fei, Yue Yu, several degrees..."

The Moon worship ceremony of the Ghost King of Black Mountain is even more awkward. This language cannot be read at all. It uses the spirit to tweak the vibration generated by the air to achieve the tone of this language. Moreover, Wu Mingkong cannot use the impermanence of flesh and blood to modulate the corresponding structure.

And unlike the situation of Grandma Fox's great dance god, the Black Mountain Ghost King's moon worship ceremony is simple. Just spread your arms and let the whole person bathe in the moonlight, and you look like a crazy person.

The sacrificial text was read repeatedly by him, but the result was still the same as the previous moon worship ceremony and had no effect at all.

However, Wu Mingkong did not intend to give up. He did not have the purple aura that was picked when the sun rose and the moon set in the human race.
Chapter completed!