Wang Wu's shock was extraordinary. All the hairs on his body exploded. The boy turned around as fast as possible. The dagger in his hand flashed with a hellish blue color, and the other hand teared the space, which could attack or defend.

As a result, nothing was there.

Wang Wu was stunned for a while, then put his dagger back on his suicide note.

In the next line, the old one-eyed man wrote: "Of course I lied to you. I was buried by you with my own hands. Have you forgotten?"

"..." Of course I didn't forget, I just thought it was the zongzi.

"But I think, when you saw this letter, you probably believed it, right? Haha, it's so stupid."

Wang Wu's hand holding the letter paper slightly added a little force.

"Don't be too angry, I believe that you have made great progress. I guess you should know my true identity when you see this letter, right? That's why I pay a little attention to what I said. Damn, I was talking to you all the time. You kid never know how to respect the elderly and love the young."

“…”

"Actually, the reasoning is not complicated. After I die, I believe you will not come back to me if it is not for the special circumstances. This time I probably encountered some difficult problems, but ordinary problems cannot trap you. If you can stump you, you will not be able to solve them. There will not be too many people on the mainland who can solve them. If you think of me, my true identity has been exposed."

“…”

"Hmph, are you starting to regret the ignorance of your youth? Are you sorry that you didn't learn skills from me more seriously and imitate my peerless master style? It doesn't matter. Give you a small chance to remedy. I left fifty signatures under the bookshelf, and you can show it to your friends - if you are a kid who can make friends."

"..." Wang Wuyi did not say anything, and directly crushed the entire bookshelf with the power of darkness and threw it into the gap in time and space.

"Okay, let's get back to the point, let you come back to worship me, and force your nose to read the suicide note and see the trouble now. I'm afraid it's close to the level of world destruction, so I'll tell you frankly that there's nothing here to help you. When I was a big shot in the past, I destroyed the world and saved the world were only in one thought, but now, as you know, it's just a disabled and lonely old one-eyed person, with the ability to steal. As for legacy,

In order to prevent inflation, I spent more money than earning money, and borrowed more than saving. In this life, I have not saved up any treasures except issuing a large number of bonds. At most, I can leave this house for you, so I can cheat a few stupid students and force female students to do it. As for interpersonal relationships, except for a few team members, 90% of them are enemies, and you still don’t know. Then when it comes to experience in martial arts, there is not a single one, but I’m too lazy to write, so I’d better forget it.”

"Forget it. Forget it!?"

Wang Wu's hands were trembling, and the anger in his heart had already ignited the stars.

Your mother is so one-eyed. I have worked so hard to find a hidden line here. In addition to some background settings and CG, can you also give some benefits?

Then I saw that there was something under the letter paper.

"Oh, I guess you're probably not satisfied with the content of the suicide note. So the special offer is as follows: I hid half a piece of dried sweet potato in the secret compartment in the southeast corner of the storage room. If you are interested, go and eat it."

“…”

Wang Wu began to seriously consider the matter of whipping the corpse.

"Finally, Xiao Wangwu, I can only give you one sentence: Only by laying a solid foundation can you have superstructure. No matter how urgent your current crisis is, before accumulating the realm of cultivation, first observe yourself carefully. Is your foundation really solid? Have you reached your limits in your existing abilities? Compared to finding the Valley Hero and eating sweet potatoes, your own potential is actually more worth exploring. Moreover, adventures like the Valley Hero are not affordable to everyone. What is the result of the castle built on a loose foundation is obvious."

The suicide note of nearly a thousand words throughout the whole article is only the last paragraph. After reading it, Wang Wu frowned and began to seriously think about the meaning of it.

Lao Ye's writing this passage is not a joke. Although the accuracy of this prediction that has been several years after is very suspicious, but...

Laying a solid foundation? Does this universal concept still require him to popularize science? Or did he really expect something wrong with his foundation?

Thinking of this, Wang Wu began to reflect on his practice process, and then he found out...

This foundation is so riddled with holes.

Due to physical factors, he was completely insulated from the power of dreams at first. It was because the three masters searched all the wrong ways to help him break through the first level. Later, because the compatibility of the power of dreams was too poor, Wang Wu used dream invasion to piece together from the three masters to build a dream space. Although it gradually formed a scale, the reliability of this dream space like the world exhibition is really suspicious.

If it were an ordinary dream builder, the problem would have been out of the blue for a long time, but Wang Wu's physical skills were too powerful at that time. The master-level golden finger skills combined with a little dream builder made him repeatedly defeat powerful enemies, and he also used dream inception to gain benefits frequently, temporarily suppressing the problem.

Then when he broke through the barrier of the primary dream builder and needed to form the core of the dream space, he used the core of the law from Bai Shixuan. According to the standards of the general dream builder, it was a core of more than 90 points, but compared with Wang Wu's qualifications, it was really unsatisfactory.

Such problems have continued all the way to the present. Wang Wu was able to maintain his dream without breaking down. Thanks to his unlimited compatibility and good physique, even Yinshuang would not have allowed the dream space to be messed up, and he also strided forward to improve his cultivation.

Then the problem has reached the point where it cannot be solved.

"After all, you left me this fucking clue, Wang Laowu..."

Wang Wu shot Wang Laowu's suicide note, his heart full of resentment.

I thought that returning to Yuhang Town would dig out the first pot of gold for the hidden mission, but it was indeed a stupid act to hold too high expectations for the old one-eyed person.

However, if the old guy is really as powerful as other people's legend...

Wang Wu looked up at the ceiling and began to compare the old one-eyed person in his memory with the legendary invincible Wang Laowu, trying to convince himself that the lame and blind man, smacked his lips while eating, and couldn't even wash the rice grains clean. The old waste, who had constipation three times a day, was a big hero that moved Akasha...

“…I can’t lie to myself.”

Wang Wu shook his head.

Fifteen days were wasted for more than two hours. Wang Wu then decided to throw the pot and spend another hour or two to whip the corpse with resentment.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to eliminate the hatred in my heart.

The old one-eyed person was buried in the tomb by himself. More than four years have passed, and it should not have become a rice dumpling. It just happened to be dug out to let him breathe.

The tomb chamber in the dungeon was very small and could only accommodate a sarcophagus. The old one-eyed didn't plan to let anyone accompany him at the beginning. Wang Wu pushed the door and looked at the coffin lying on the stone platform, and felt his heartbeat slightly faster.

More than four years ago, I didn’t think that after learning about the true identity of the old one-eyed, his death that year seemed very suspicious.

The lifespan of a dream builder is far beyond that of ordinary people. Although Kim Jong-yang seems to be old, living for another hundred or two years is no problem. Sister Sasha and others have lived in the blood-colored space for more than fifty years (local time).

The old one-eyed cultivation level is not necessarily higher than that of Akasha, but he shouldn't have died early before he was a hundred years old. Wang Wu still remembers the way he died. It was not a recurrence of an old disease, but simply a physical failure and a life span. It seems that it is really suspicious now.

Taking a deep breath, Wang Wu uncovered the sarcophagus with one hand.

In the coffin...

The old one-eyed corpse was lying there.

It has neither turned into a rice dumpling nor disappeared for no reason. The corpse is a corpse, and it will never move, say, and will not appear behind others.

In just four years, the dry and thin old thing has become a white bone demon, completely corroded, leaving only fossils.

"...The flow rate is a bit wrong at this time, right? If it comes a few years later, wouldn't it be necessary to generate oil energy?"

Wang Wu bounced the sarcophagus and looked at the old one-eyed bone with interest.

Today's vision is different from the past. With the help of the purple fire borrowed from Sister Sasha at the earliest, Wang Wu read very important information from the bones.

"Tsk, the time corrosion curse is quite powerful. What kind of trouble did you cause?"

There are traces of the power of the law on the bones. Although the law gradually faded as the old one-eyed died, it went backwards. When the old one-eyed was born... his timeline was moved at dozens of times the speed of ordinary people.

In other words, his life span was shortened by dozens of times, and the body turned into bones after only four years of death.

This kind of corrosion did not come from anyone or any force. Wang Wu smelled a similar aura from the faint traces left by the bones.

Maybe it's the sequelae of exploring the ancient ruins. In order to find a way to save Akasha and others, the old guy is really trying his best. It's a pity... If he didn't fight like this, maybe he could have the best of both worlds in the end. He could not save Akasha and others, but the old one-eyed probably couldn't wait.

Thinking of this, Wang Wu sighed and had nothing to say.

It is impossible for the old thing to leave any legacy.

He had even sacrificed his life. The man who was in power in the sun had spent the last few years with him in the dungeon. Before he died, he had already left everything to himself. He was all and his only hope.

To some extent, I succeeded, and the blood-colored space was indeed broken under the influence of dream inception, but the matter has not yet been completed. What Lao One-Eyed wanted to see before his death was obviously not this scene.

His dream...is probably to reorganize the GM team and continue to rampant the world.

Old guy, I will officially follow your side mission.

Although there is probably no reward...!~!
Chapter completed!