Parasitic Cultivator, I Know Everything

Just like Wang Hao's previous judgment, the content of subtitles adheres to a very rigorous attitude towards the information prompted.

——After thorough research, the original appearance of forbidden things can be further restored.

Where does the hierarchy of forbidden things come from?

Wang Hao is not clear, but only through these few words and hints, and the experience so far.

He also guessed a little 'contour'.

"The more detailed and specific things, the higher the level of taboo."

Start with simple copying and portraits. The information related to these things will be tainted with the breath of taboo. And go a step further, like the Eye of the Root.

As an avatar of a certain subject, it carries a part of the function.

It seemed that Wang Hao's conjecture was verified. At this moment, the mixed notes in his hand began to glow slightly, and then Wu Feng automatically turned to the last page.

This place was originally an empty place, but under Wang Hao's gaze, some fine fonts, like sand and gravel stranded after a low tide, slowly emerged!

"This is…"

Wang Hao let out a light whimper and looked over carefully.

'The prosperous Tang ruled the world, the eighth year of Wenjing, September 30th. Wang Haoliu’

'So far, I have collected three whole forbidden things. ’

'Under the relentless research, I seem to have found some unknown information. ’

'I decided to record all this information to warn future generations. ’

A long list of fonts made Wang Hao raise his brows slightly.

Because he could see that the appearance of the font was almost the same as the traces of his handwriting.

Undoubtedly, this notebook is imitating his approach to depicting these characters.

If he hadn't had the corresponding psychological preparations before, even if he was stronger than a monk, he would inevitably be surprised.

If an ordinary person sees it... I'm afraid it will scare Half-Life directly.

Thinking of this, Wang Hao chuckled lightly, and then watched with interest as these characters continued to emerge one by one.

It is also strange to say.

I don't know why, when looking at the notes in his hand, Wang Hao kept a very stable state in his heart.

As if he subconsciously thought... this book is not harmful to him at all.

'The classification of forbidden things is based on specific basis. ’

'D-level, is an item that can be in contact with Qi refining and foundation building level. It is polluting, but the degree is limited, and it has no containment value. ’

'C-level, items that can affect the cultivator of pill formation are usually mixed with some kind of will and spirit of unknown origin. If they are severely suppressed, or if they are overdrawn, they will definitely lead to serious consequences. ’

'B-level, is a description, or in a more specific way, an item that is associated with a certain existence. From this stage, the nature of forbidden things changes. If you need to use it, you must be fully prepared. ’

Seeing this, Wang Hao's eyes showed a thoughtful color.

He did consider these things carefully, but he never had the opportunity to sort out, classify, and finally record them in writing.

And this mixed notebook seems to have understood Wang Hao's thoughts, and almost all the content that emerges at this moment is pieced together according to the information he conceived.

Such a detailed and fitting explanation even made Wang Hao feel a sense of enlightenment.

"I see…"

At this point, Wang Hao completely understood the meaning of the subtitle prompt.

-analysis Summary.

After all, the human brain has defects, just like when you wake up from a dream, or when you are distracted.

The neglected intelligence and information will be sorted out in a unified manner, and then sorted into this mixed notebook.

This written form allows Wang Hao to further clarify his thoughts.

In other words, this means that Wang Hao has a database on hand that can organize information.

Thinking of this, he raised his brows slightly, not only feeling a little happy in his heart.

This thing... is pretty good.

Because of this feature of mixed notes, it is completely consistent with Wang Hao's personal style of doing things.

At this moment, Wang Hao's thoughts moved, and the characters in front of him immediately settled down and disappeared into nothingness. After a while, another piece of information floated again.

'I was walking on the East Street of Jingdecheng. When I was shopping for furs, I didn't notice two big yellow dogs running behind me. ’

'When I paid, I didn't notice the shopkeeper's little move. He exchanged a small piece of silver that he was looking for... I probably received half a piece of counterfeit silver. ’

Seeing this, Wang Hao was silent for a moment, then took out his wallet.

After shaking the bits and pieces on the table, Wang Hao started to measure them one by one, and finally found something strange.

The weight of half a piece of broken silver is very wrong.

Wang Hao squeezed it into his hand and squeezed it slightly. The silver paint wrapped around the broken silver instantly shattered into powder, and most of it fell off.

"It turned out to be made of copper..."

If it was normal, Wang Hao might not be hit. But today, his mind was not on it, and he was recruited without thinking.

Seeing that his conjecture was verified, Wang Hao was instantly determined.

Just now, he just recalled his actions after going out today, and then went through it roughly in his mind.

The mixed notes in his hand appeared at the right time, and sorted out these negligence points that could be called 'minor details' for him.

Of course, this does not mean that notes are everything.

"In this way... he shouldn't be able to sort out the intelligence content beyond my field of vision. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com"

It can only be an observed object, or an event that Wang Hao has experienced himself. If it is just a pure imagination, the notes will not give corresponding prompts.

These rules seem to be relatively strict, but Wang Hao is already very satisfied.

"Intelligence information needs to be sorted out a second time. I have the patience. And..."

Mixed Notes is only a D-level judgment, and it still has room to grow!

As long as he continues to collect taboo objects and record all the contents in his notes, the level of this taboo object is bound to continue to rise.

maybe...

At that time, Wang Hao can only imagine what is happening thousands of miles away out of thin air?

Isn't this an ability to be close to inspiration?

Even more daring to scrutinize one or two.

After reaching that level... the content displayed in this notebook may also break the barrier of reality, thus enabling spying across time?

He deeply felt the potential of this mixed notebook, and at the same time, he also had a bit of anticipation in his heart.

But thinking of this, a light flashed in Wang Hao's mind.

He suddenly thought of a very bold idea!

"Maybe... can you give it a try?"

With a little nervousness in his heart, Wang Hao forced himself to calm down.

After a few seconds, he opened his mouth, as if talking to himself, and said softly.

"I used to use the Eye of Root to travel through time. In the past time, I encountered an unknown existence..."

Wang Hao's lips trembled slightly, and finally said in a deep voice.

"I want to know its specific information."