Mysterious recovery: I have two ways to become a god

Watching Zhao Jianguo leave, Wang Xiaoming opened the silver suitcase he left behind. Inside were twenty bloods of scarlet blood, all from ghost riders in the friend circle.

The friend circle is currently actively moving closer to the headquarters. Things that were difficult to collect before are now easily delivered.

These days, the headquarters has not stopped collecting the blood of ghost riders. Wang Xiaoming has already handled more than a hundred copies and memorized more than two thousand spiritual runes.

When studying the structure of the ghost domain, he also used the conflicts between the spiritual runes to memorize the meanings of many runes.

He has never stopped learning about spiritual runes, but it is not of much use at present.

Wang Xiaoming took out the blood of the ghost riders from the box, made specimens of each, and then placed them under a microscope in turn to memorize the spiritual runes in them.

Because of his promotion to Sequence Six, his clairvoyance and mystical eyes have been greatly improved. This observation actually allowed him to discover something different.

In the extraordinary light flashing in the blood of the ghost riders, he saw something more subtle.

"Is this also a rune?"

Looking at the scene in the microscope, Wang Xiaoming was a little surprised.

I saw that the magical runes that were constantly arranged and combined in the extraordinary light were actually composed of even smaller runes. Compared with the magical runes, the structure of these tiny runes was simpler. They were like bricks in a building, superimposed on each other to form the tall building of the magical runes.

There were a lot of these tiny runes, and each magical rune contained at least tens of thousands of tiny runes. These tiny runes were connected together and kept running to form a whole.

Looking at these tiny runes, Wang Xiaoming began to force his memory. Although he didn't know what these tiny runes were used for, it wouldn't hurt to remember them first.

Circle of friends, Ping An Building.

The office was filled with smoke, and President Fei and Fang Shiming sat opposite each other.

The two had seen the intelligence about the light ghost being detained at the headquarters yesterday, and were now discussing countermeasures.

President Fei flicked away the excess ash and said, "Black spikes... What do you think, President Fang?"

Fang Shiming's face was solemn: "Another weapon that is not inferior to the supernatural bullet. It will kill with one shot and is very powerful."

President Fei nodded in agreement and said, "Yes! According to my latest news, this is another new product developed by Wang Xiaoming."

"Wang Xiaoming?!" Fang Shiming's eyes flashed with cold light: "I just want to smash the heads of those bastards at the time. Can't they see the value of Wang Xiaoming?"

"Since the matter has passed, it is irreversible to pursue it."

President Fei persuaded, although his mood was similar to Fang Shiming, and it was a pity that he decided to let Wang Xiaoming go at the beginning, but he couldn't let the past affect his current judgment.

He continued: "The headquarters is now in an endless stream of new inventions, and its strength is constantly growing. The living space left for us is constantly shrinking. Our plan needs to be accelerated."

"Leave it to me!" Fang Shiming nodded and said, "I will set off in a while. After this time, we will also have our own trump cards."

The strength of the headquarters continued to grow, causing a chain reaction, and the circle of friends also began to take the initiative to take risks to find a way out.

Time was passing quickly in the laboratory.

When Wang Xiaoming memorized the magical runes of the twenty ghost riders' blood, it was already one o'clock in the afternoon.

Most of the time was spent on memorizing tiny runes. There were many tiny runes and they were small in size. It took a lot of time to memorize them all.

Gurgle!

His stomach was growling. It was time to eat. After Wang Xiaoming cleaned up the laboratory, he walked towards the cafeteria.

After a morning of memorization, he had a more detailed understanding of tiny runes. Unlike magical runes, which rarely repeated, tiny runes had a high repetition rate.

In different magical runes, the tiny runes contained in them may be mostly the same, and only a few are different, which leads to the difference in the final magical runes.

So far, he has summarized more than 8,000 different tiny runes from the hundreds of magical runes he memorized.

After lunch, Wang Xiaoming returned to the laboratory again. He first meditated to restore the spirituality consumed in the morning, and then started the next work.

The runes have been memorized, and the next step is to experiment with the smelting array just obtained yesterday. As for the ghost of the light, there is no need to worry for the time being. He has just checked it and it has been suppressed by the wilderness of knowledge and has been frozen. It can't make any waves.

Counting the spiritual materials needed to arrange the smelting array, the missing materials have been replenished and delivered. Wang Xiaoming cleared a flat area next to the spiritual transformation array and took out the materials for arranging the spiritual smelting array one by one.

Soon, according to the memory in his mind, Wang Xiaoming arranged the smelting array. The array was a perfect circle, with strange rune shapes drawn on it with spiritual materials, and a white candle was placed in the center of the array.

Compared with the transformation array, the smelting array is more complicated and troublesome. If there is a slight mistake, the array will fail to be arranged.

Squatting in front of the smelting array, he tried to input the spiritual test, and soon the spirituality ran a circle in the array.

"Success!"

Wang Xiaoming stood up and looked at the smelting array in front of him with satisfaction on his face.

"I am indeed a genius in mysticism."

Yesterday, he succeeded in setting up the magic ritual to assist forging in one try. Now, the more complicated smelting array is still not difficult for him, which further proves that he is a genius in this area.

Walking into the core of the formation, Wang Xiaoming reached out through the void, took out a five-piece stationery set from the wilderness of knowledge, and then arranged the five ghosts neatly around the white candle in the center.

After making the black masks from the sly words and sly words, he thought about making the five-piece stationery set into one, but at that time he did not do it immediately because of the difficulties involved.

He originally thought that he would consider it after receiving the gift from Professor Scroll, but unexpectedly he got the smelting formation in the Knowledge Chaser, which could just solve the problem he was facing.

The formation is activated!

Wang Xiaoming sat cross-legged in the center of the formation, with his hands on the ground. His arms flashed with white light, covering the entire formation along with the carved runes, forming an opaque hemisphere covering the smelting formation.

In the formation, a large amount of spirituality turned into forging white light under Wang Xiaoming's control, shrouding the five-piece stationery set, and then forcibly smelting them together.

Naturally, the evil ghost will not be tamed easily. It is constantly struggling in the forging of white light. There is black energy that permeates the white light and forces it back. There are red scratches that divide the white light. There is an invisible force that comes and erases the white light...

But it's all in vain!

This is the supernatural smelting formation, which is specially used to smelt supernatural ghosts. Faced with the counterattack from the five-piece stationery set, Wang Xiaoming easily suppressed it with the help of the formation.

As time passed, the resistance of the five ghosts became weaker and weaker, and no other colors could be seen in the forging white light.