If different people use the same body, can they achieve a breakthrough from 0 to 100?

This is obviously an unrealistic thing.

Even if your consciousness is ahead of your head, your body will do useless work.

The reason why Luo Feng, No. 3, was able to quickly knock down the abbot of Qingjing Temple in just a few seconds was not only because of his own experience, but also because-

【Qingzan Zhongyuan (13:24:35): Character activity speed increases by 100%】

As soon as he obtained control of his body, No. 3 Luo Feng noticed the BUFF icon, which should have disappeared long ago in the upper left corner of his vision.

If he remembered correctly, this was the reward that Luo Feng received from the guy named "Bird Beak" on the night of the Zhongyuan Festival.

Since the BUFF has not disappeared yet and the speed of the beating is even extremely slow, No. 3 Luofeng has roughly guessed what hence.

However, now, compared to this matter, he cares more about the question that Luo Feng and the others could not find the answer before.

That is, what exactly is "hunting"?

After hearing the question of No. 3 Luofeng, the abbot of Qingjing Temple, who was originally trying to struggle, seemed to be stunned for a moment. He tried to sideways his face and stared at No. 3 Luofeng sitting on his back with bloodshot eyes. He asked hoarsely: "What did you just say?"

"I'm asking you, what is 'hunting'?" The cover of No. 3 Luo repeated his words just now without changing his color.

Anyway, the role-playing stage has passed, and the game does not require him to continue playing the role of Xinjing. Of course, he prioritizes his own purpose.

"You ask me what is 'hunting'?"

"Well. Isn't your other ear okay?"

The abbot of Qingjing Temple who was lying on the ground was silent for a while. Soon, a series of low laughter came out from his throat. The laughter was very harsh, and the rustling voice seemed to contain endless irony.

"I didn't expect...I didn't expect that I died at the hands of a lunatic...hahaha...haha..."

No. 3 Luo Feng narrowed his eyes and looked at this guy with a strange look.

He was hesitating whether to tell the abbot of Qingjing Temple the truth, but when he thought about it carefully, this was actually true... He was indeed a "madman".

"Look at this temple, madman, fool, idiot, and a guy like me... hehe, there are really all kinds of people."

The ferocious face of the abbot of Qingjing Temple gradually loosened. His eyes swept over the bodies of monk Zhishui and the abbot of Qingjing Temple one by one. The old eyes seemed to have an indescribable desolation.

He lay on the ground, staring at the corpse all over the yard in a daze. A sarcastic smile surged on his old face, stained with blood and soil, but this smile did not seem to be a smile.

"Why do you have to pretend to be cold-blooded and ruthless?"

No. 3 Luo Feng sat on his back and suddenly sighed lightly, looking at the corpse of the abbot of Qingjing Temple with his head cut off, and a hint of emotion appeared on his calm face.

"I noticed before. There were many slashes on the abbot's body. The knife he cut at your face almost made his wrist cut off by your knife. From then on, he probably had no room to resist you. Why did you still have to cut off his head? If I was right, he should have asked you to cut off his head, right?"

"In addition, he didn't wear that wig at all. It should have been pulled off by you during the fight. I don't think he still has the strength to put on that wig before he dies, so you are the only one who can do this."

"And Zhishui, his two disciples should have died before him and were cut off with a knife. If I were you, I would definitely use his two disciples to threaten him. How could I cut it off with a knife? You deliberately killed his two disciples and let him fight you without any worries, right? Even if you know that you are likely to be killed by the angry Zhishui."

After the call was spoken, the abbot of Qingjing Temple who was lying on the ground fell into silence again.

After a few seconds, he spoke in a low voice: "I don't care whether you are really crazy or pretending to be crazy. Now I have lost. If you want to kill me, hurry up, and I'm too lazy to answer your question."

No. 3 Luo Feng narrowed his eyes and asked, "Are you sure you didn't say anything?"

While speaking, he pulled out the blade inserted on the wrist of the abbot of Qingjing Temple, covered the old monk's eyes with his other hand, raised his head, and pressed the tip of the knife against his neck.

"Ha...I'm just sure you're really crazy now. Do you think that for people like us, what has been decided may change?"

The blindfolded abbot of Qingjing Temple grinned open his mouth, and faced the red lanterns in the courtyard, his smile seemed solemn and desolate.

No. 3 Luo Feng said nothing for a moment, and finally smacked his lips: "Okay, then you go and die."

"Wait a moment."

However, just as he was about to start exerting force in his hand, the abbot of Qingjing Temple suddenly shouted and stopped.

No. 3 Luo Feng didn't tease him, and asked casually: "What's wrong? Do you still have a wish?"

“…”

After a few seconds of silence, the abbot of Qingjing Temple, who was blindfolded, whispered in a tone that he was not used to, "He...he doesn't want to bury his head and body together. He feels that in his life, only his soul is truly his own, and he doesn't want that body. So..."

No. 3 Luo Feng turned his head and looked at the body of the abbot of Qingjing Temple, thinking about something.

Then, he nodded, turned his face and said, "Okay, I will do this."

At the same time, the blade he clamped in his hand quietly stroked.

With the blood gushing out from his neck, No. 3 Luo Feng left the abbot of Qingjing Temple quickly lost his temperature and slowly stood up.

He looked at the blood-stained hand, then threw away the blade with a cold look on his face and looked around.

"It's okay! It's okay!"

Suddenly, a sharp scream attracted his attention.

He turned his head and saw a parrot flapping his wings and landing next to the body of Monk Zhishui.

"It's okay! It's okay!"

It shouted so loudly.

On one side, the black incense from the incense burner just broke a piece of incense ash and fell down.

"Mirror of Heart!"

A familiar voice came from a distance.

The man in black, who was also in a somewhat embarrassed image, covered his hands, ran into the field with a gun, scanned the whole audience, and then looked at him with a shocked look.

[The challenge goal has been achieved, please complete the final plot process.]

No. 3 Luo Feng suddenly became a trance in front of him. When he came to his senses, the environment he was in had changed a lot.

"Ahem! Thank you for giving me this last time to speak..."

He looked up in the sound, his eyes narrowed.
Chapter completed!