Qingzhou, Momen.

Lu Chaoge was tinkering with [artifact refining] outside his bamboo house.

Previously, Aunt Ning gave him a booklet containing some exquisite gadgets and a set of weapon refining techniques.

Lu Chaoge spent 10,000 experience points to improve this weapon refining technique to lv1. Due to poor luck, both of his attempts just ended in failure.

Yes, refining weapons is like a big gamble, whether it can be done depends on your face.

Of course, the higher the skill level, the higher the success rate.

However, like most players, Lu Chaoge always feels that this so-called success rate is fake.

Success rate refers to the average success rate of all players at the same skill level.

Since it is an average, there must be some European emperors and some non-generals.

After all the time, it depends on your face!

"My [opportunity] in 3.1415926 is fake?" Lu Chaoge was speechless.

[Opportunity] is equivalent to [Lucky Value]. The simplest refining weapon can end in double failures. He suspected that he should be a negative number.

"You are disrespectful to the chosen son!" Lu Chaoge was so angry that his mouth was crooked.

The Mo Sect is not like a big sect, and it is a bit distressed to waste two pieces of refining materials.

He understood that if a person has given great responsibilities, he must first suffer his mind and mind and muscles.

But he didn't expect to be poor for so long!

He is already in his twenties, and in a few years, he will not deserve to shout "Don't bully the young man and be poor."

What's more, it's not a big deal to always go to the kind Aunt Ning to have sex for free. He is waiting for the silly players to come and then make a profit.

It’s better to make money from fools.

And at this moment, a red exclamation mark suddenly appeared in front of Lu Chaoge's eyes, which was a prompt given by the system.

Lu Chaoge frowned secretly and then clicked on the prompt message.

Soon, he got up and flew out of the mountain.

Mo Dongfang, the third disciple of the Mo Sect, is dangerous!

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Lu Chaoge was not surprised that the system would send a message.

Because he has all the functions of the player, if a sect disciple is killed in the surrounding area after the player enters the sect, there is a certain chance of triggering the aid mission.

Like Lu Chaoge's previous life, his master of the gun nun in Chunqiu Mountain once encountered something, and he triggered the mission, and then he brought a group of younger brothers hired to kill them all the way, and a wave of heroes came to save the beauty, and he was very happy to express [favoriteness].

Later, because the [Favority Level] was too high, the phenomenon of jockey almost occurred.

This is thanks to his simple view of "Tianxuan Realm" as a game in his previous life, and did not produce the so-called deterioration of filial piety.

As a master, he is a master. Why do you still want to take the initiative to take the lead?

Now, being seductive is my hobby, being moved is your wrong!

In his previous life, he regarded the NPCs in the game as paper people, thinking that it was just a bunch of data and was not very interested.

Of course, after traveling through time, his mentality has changed a lot.

This paper man, this data is so delicious!

——Doesn’t destroy it!

At this moment, Lu Chaoge was given a [coordinate] at the system interface. He flew quickly according to this [coordinate], but he felt quite willing but lacked strength.

"Fragrant Valley." Lu Chaoge looked at this location and felt that it was so far away.

It took him several hours to fly all the way from Momen.

If it was really a moment of life and death, it would be cooler several times in a few hours!

Lu Chaoge's heart tightened and he was worried about Mo Dongfang.

Lu Dongli has collected so many disciples. Among the male disciples, Lu Chaoge likes the most is Mo Dongfang.

Although this child's talent seems to be the worst among the people.

Whether it is [Root and Bone] or [Sword Qualification], this guy is worthy of the title of Third Senior Brother Momen, and only has 3 points.

Compared with the newly-entered junior sister, Xiao Qiu, the round-faced chicken without a waist, is a world of difference, and it is too ordinary.

In the ancient times when [Qi Practice Art] was not yet born, Mo Dongfang's qualifications may not necessarily be qualified to practice.

The only thing worthy of praise is that this guy’s [opportunity] attribute is very strange. Lu Chaoge lost a [detection] over, and the displayed value is: [?].

This is the first time Lu Chaoge has seen this situation.

And as he got along later, he probably understood why it was [?].

Because this guy's luck is good and the jet lags, it's good when it's good, and it's bad when it's bad, it's just bad luck, and it's two extremes.

"Mo Dongfang, Mo Dongfang, I don't know which side of good luck or bad luck you are now." Lu Chaoge said in his heart.

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Fragrance Valley, in the small village.

Mo Dongfang's sword energy bluntly, with average power, but extremely loud noise, and other practitioners can feel it from a distance.

However, compared to the powerful dragon beast, he is really too weak.

He had only had time to use a sword, and his whole body was hit by the tail of the dragon beast and then flew backwards.

If it weren't for the pendant magic weapon hanging around his neck flashing a golden light to protect him, he would have died with the attack just now, rather than being as serious as he is now.

At this moment, Mo Dongfang protected the peasant woman under him. If he hadn't just pulled the peasant woman, the remaining power generated by the blow of the dragon beast would have easily tear it apart and turned into a blood clot!

Even so, when the two fell out, the peasant woman was still slightly injured, but she was better than she died.

Mo Dongfang, who had endured the attack of the dragon beast, felt as if he had fallen apart, and there was nothing that was not painful.

His eyelids were very heavy, but the wooden sword in his hand was still tightly held.

The dragon beast wandered forward, with bloodthirsty and indifference in its red eyes.

For it, the flesh and blood of practitioners is naturally more delicious than that of ordinary people, and is a tonic.

At this moment, a black light descended from the sky, and the dragon beast suddenly avoided it and fled immediately.

It sensed an extremely terrifying aura!

The breath from the great practitioner!

The black light was a spear falling from the sky!

If Lu Chaoge saw it, he would feel very familiar and extremely surprised.

A cold voice came from above the nine heavens, cold:

"Which kid is there?"

Mo Dongfang, who was seriously injured, glanced at the black spear that scared away the dragon beast, and felt that the spear was full of terrible pressure and a violent murderous aura.

It seemed as if I had remembered the instructions of the head master. The short and ugly boy's mouth was filled with blood, but he endured the severe pain and said:

"Momen!"

"Mo Dongfang!"

The cold female voice continued to come from the high altitude, still cold: "Momen? I haven't heard of it."

"But you are not bad." The voice said again.

In fact, Mo Dongfang was indeed weak in the face of the dragon beast, but if it weren't for him, the peasant woman would have died.

Mo Dongfang grinned, the short and ugly boy holding a wooden sword muttered in a low voice: "That's natural, the head master said, I am the person who looks the most like the Great Sage..."

After saying that, he fell into a coma.

"Great Sage? What Great Sage?" The cold voice continued to come, but Mo Dongfang could not hear it for the time being.

He was in a coma and had a long dream.

He dreamed of that year, that day, that place, and the men and women of that year.

Mo Dongfang was born in Zaoli County, which is the small town where Lu Chaoge and his sister would stay in a few days during the [Huafan Ri].

It was a peaceful afternoon, he played in front of a small courtyard with his peers, and then met the brother and sister who looked extraordinary.

It happened that my brother was telling stories to my sister on her birthday, and a group of little kids were squatting beside her and rubbing stories.

Lu Chaoge talks about "Journey to the West" that time travelers must talk about, but it is just about the magical version.

For example, the Monkey King no longer uses the Ruyi Golden Cudgel, but uses a long sword called [Ruyi], which is a sword cultivator.
To be continued...