In fact, Han Dong had long guessed that the gray air flow was related to fate. There have been bumpy fates, or many changing things, which contain gray and white air currents.

Now.

He could finally be sure.

For example, antique cultural relics, after a long time, basically have more or less fluctuations, so there is a trace of gray air flow.

For example, the ancient weapons of the ancient battlefield of Huaguo are rarer than normal antiques, because these things are related to the power of martial arts, and they are used to fight against demons and monsters.

"So the gray air flow is the power of fate!"

"Maybe it's a trace of fate, a similar concept of a trace of time, but for some reason, I can see it, touch it, and absorb it. ”

Han Dong stood at the door of the community, contemplating secretly.

The bright moon hangs in the sky, and pedestrians pass by at the door, dotting the silence of the Suhe River at night, and occasionally two or three kittens and dogs pass by.

Barking.

There was also a puppy barking at Han Dong twice.

Han Dong ignored it, knowing it in his heart, but he was even more puzzled: "If the traces of the passage of time are understood as the folds of the faces of the elderly, or the decay of materials, or the great changes in the vicissitudes of life. ”

"And what are the traces of fate?"

"It's just an ethereal concept, it doesn't exist in science, it only exists in philosophy, it's not something that human beings can imagine at all, and it's actually seen and touched by me and melted into the body?"

Rao is as strong as Han Dong, and he is also a little frightened.

It's no wonder that the gray air flow can enhance the body's inspiration without limit, and such an absurd and uninhibited source must have an incredible effect.

"Forget it. ”

"With my current thinking, even if I really guess correctly, I'm afraid I won't be able to understand it. Han Dong gave up deep thought, pressed his temples with his hands, and closed his eyes to realize the inspiration.

The inspiration is clear.

Movement in all directions, delicately visible.

As we all know, inspiration is intangible and insubstantial, and it is only a derivative force of mental consciousness. At this time, it turned into a polyhedral crystal diamond, shining and brilliant, permeated with mystery, containing indescribable beauty.

It's a pity.

Inspiration crystalline, just a little bit closer.

It is as if the multi-faceted diamonds in my mind are missing a part and are never perfect, resulting in the inspiration not being completely sublimated.

"It's weird. ”

"I have traveled all over Suhe City this afternoon, and I have visited all the places where there is a turning point in life and fate. Han Dong frowned and hesitated: "The classroom of the seventh class of the third year of high school is the beginning, and after that martial arts theory class, I embarked on the road of martial arts." ”

Then there is the violent killing of Wu Jie, which confirms the belief in this life, with a clear conscience and no regrets.

and then killed Hongshi angrily, witnessed the transformation of his soul, and did not flinch from happiness and hatred.

"After these, it is nothing more than a mission. ”

"If it's really the place where fate changes, it must be in Suhe City! Because the beginning, which is completely different from the memories of the previous life, is all in Suhe!"

If life is compared to a river, the memories of the past life and the turning points of the present life and the present life basically take place in Suhe City.

As for Han Dong's going to Jiangnan Academy, he became the first martial arts student, ranking among the contemporary Tianjiao...... These should belong to the independent trajectory of the river in this life and this life, and it is not a change or turning point, because it has nothing to do with the memory of the past life.

Even if fate has a corrective power.

But his experience in Suhe City alone has completely deviated from the memory of his previous life, cutting off the possibility of the two rivers overlapping again.

......

Since he couldn't figure it out and couldn't guess it, Han Dong simply stopped dwelling on it.

Anyway, nothing happens anytime soon.

But in recent days, the demons and monsters seem to be arranged, and the internal situation in China has been turbulent, including abnormal movements in countries around the world.

"Huaguo International Radio reports for you. ”

"There were demonstrations in the northern part of the United States, and people in the states were dissatisfied with the policy...... The United States has imposed trade restrictions in the southern region and unilaterally imposed restrictions on the cherry blossom island countries...... Escalating regional disputes in the South China Sea......"

Inside the Hongqi LA car, the sound of the radio sounded.

Han Dong drove intently towards Jiangnan University in Jiangnan City, but he still frowned when he heard the news, only to feel that the global situation was becoming more and more unpredictable, as if there was a haze and dark clouds hanging over the world.

"Hmm. ”

"Today, August 31, referring to Li Ming's warning to me, maybe at the end of this year, maybe next summer, the Dharma realm will definitely return. ”

Han Dong turned the steering wheel slightly and overtook the truck.

After overtaking four or five trucks in a row, he continued to think about the current situation: "If the demons and monsters don't want to stalemate and confrontation anymore and directly break the situation, our Huaguo is too passive. ”

After worrying for a while, Han Dong shook his head and smiled.

With his force after all, the Law Realm can truly affect the stormy situation.

And now.

The first problem for him to solve is to find the turning point in his life as soon as possible, and complete the last part of the sublimation of inspiration. Secondly, it is to calm down and precipitate, think carefully, make the mind clear, let the mind be thorough, and go hand in hand with force.

"It's so important to be inspired. ”

"Steady precipitation, down-to-earth perception of life is also indispensable. Han Dong held the steering wheel on his left and slowly clenched his right fist, as if grasping an indescribable majestic force.

Precipitation is not silence, but accumulation!

When the final moment comes, there will be infinite power!

"No hurry, no hurry. ”

"After a year and a half of martial arts training, my mentality is anxious and impatient, worrying about Xiaoqian's affairs all day long, thinking about becoming stronger as soon as possible, thinking about solving everything, and I am very afraid of the memory disaster of my previous life. ”

Now, the worries have dissipated and life is satisfying.

The Mu clan has been wiped out, and the fish that slipped through the net was smashed with a slap...... Xiaoqian can grow up carefree and happy, and her parents are very happy, and he himself is fortunate to meet the indissoluble bond of the past and present lives.

That's enough!

In fact, this is what Han Dong wants in this life!

It is precisely because of this that he can temporarily put aside the worries in his heart, settle in the earthly world, and accumulate his own strength in daily life.

"What I ask for, it's simple. ”

"But the simpler the thing, the harder it is to protect it. Especially in this world where demons are rampant and ghosts breed, how can we ensure that there is no danger?"

There is no him, there is no him, there is only force.

Hopefully, someday.

Palm pressed the sky, fist bombarded the night sky, he swept the demons and monsters in the world with vertical and horizontal force, destroyed the demons, slaughtered the ghosts, and returned to the world!

Come to think of this.

Han Dong's heart was agitated, and he had irrepressible ambition and pride.

However, with the increase of force, with the growth of experience, the excitement is almost gone, and occasionally a little excitement can easily lead to the use of the wrong force.

For example - click!

The left palm, like jade, ripped off the steering wheel of Hongqi LA alive.

"Internal force operation!"

Han Dong was secretly taken aback, and hurriedly circulated the magma-like internal force, but he was puzzled that he clearly didn't use much power, and could only sigh that the body structure of the hundred refining alloy was really not strong.

Inferior.

It's really an inferior product.

The sun was shining, the hot wind was blowing, Han Dongmo rubbed his chin, and stood helplessly on the side of the highway. Fortunately, he stopped in time at the high-speed emergency parking belt, otherwise it would have caused a series of traffic accidents.

"That's fine. ”

"I'm waiting here, and it's only half an hour for the roadside assistance dedicated to Hongqi LA. Han Dong blinked, watching a car speeding by, his face was indifferent, and there was no envy in his heart.

No exaggeration.

If he runs with all his might, it is not difficult to surpass the speed of sound, plus the Xuanqi martial arts...... Han Dong is calculating his speed by arranging his mathematical knowledge.

Suddenly.

Han Dong's face was stunned, and he was shocked: "My inspiration range?"

In the afternoon, the sun shines on the earth.

The vehicle passed through a strong wind.

Han Dong opened his mouth, turned around speechlessly, and looked at the south in shock: "My inspiration is too terrifying, isn't it, people who practice martial arts forty kilometers away can fight ghosts and monsters, and they can even sense it clearly?"

frowned.

Han Dong climbed over the high-speed railing and walked south: "The martial arts practitioners' qi that fights with ghosts and monsters seems to be a little familiar. ”

......

The afternoon sun is blazing, shining on the earth.

The dilapidated factory building, about forty-two kilometers from the highway, is cool inside, and fierce and unspeakable battles are taking place.

Exactly.

This is a girl fighting with a ghost who has just been promoted to the general level, and as for the other girl and Lin Zekai, a martial arts student from Jiangnan Academy, they are just bystanders.

"Boom. ”

Lin Zekai swallowed.

Lin Zekai was promoted to the Martial Artist Realm last month and was on a mission at this time.

And the mission collaborators happened to be two miracle people, and they were twin sisters, which had already surprised Lin Zekai.

As for the current situation, he was even more dumbfounded.

"Boom. ”

Lin Zekai was dressed in pitch black and black, swallowed his saliva again, and looked at the girl next to him: "Is this really your twin sister? You, didn't you say that she just obtained miraculous abilities, and only has the strength of the ordinary martial artist realm? Although this ghost has not been promoted to the general level for a short time, it is still a general level!"

The girl standing next to her didn't know how to answer, and she was at a loss.

Two people in front.

A pretty girl of about sixteen or seventeen years old, with yellow short sleeves and jeans, her slender hands seemed to have turned into blades, cutting through the air, barely blocking the general-level ghosts who attacked the three of them.

"Human!"

"A martial arts human being of the upper third grade can still have miraculous abilities!?" The general-level ghost thought of the legend of the strange person, and his scarlet eyes were shining, almost salivating.

Food!

The best food must not be let go!

"Hey, hey, hey. The level ghost turned into a churning black mist, roaring wildly, and his eyes suddenly shot out a ghostly light that disturbed the blood, hitting the chest of the yellow short-sleeved girl.

The blood collapse that should have been immediate, but there was no movement at this time, as if nothing had happened.

"Die, die!"

The general-level ghost was even more excited, vaguely guessing the characteristics of the yellow short-sleeved girl, and the ghost body was trembling with excitement.

If you can eat it carefully, you will definitely get a great reward!

Whew!

The yellow short-sleeved girl's left palm was erect, almost cutting the ghost body like a sharp blade, but as soon as she cut off part of the ghost body, the ghost immediately shook, and the ghost body healed in an instant, and there was no sign of weakness at all.

"Oops. ”

"After all, I just got the magic power. ”

Huang Que's face changed slightly, she and her sister Huang Ying were from a city near Huangshan in Anhu Province. The two came to Jiangnan City to sharpen so as not to be disciplined by their parents.

But I didn't expect it.

Today, he was ambushed by a general-level ghost.

"Damn!"

Huang Que pursed his lips, raised his palm again, and collided with the general-level ghost several times, but the essence of his strength was a little worse, and he couldn't hurt the black mist ghost body of the general-level ghost.

"Hey, hey. ”

"Stop struggling. The black fog ghost let out a strange cry, disturbing Huang Que's mind: "But the more you struggle to resist, the more excited I become...... Your companion has already taken the opportunity to run, and you will definitely not be able to run!"

What the?

It is normal for Lin Zekai to escape, but why did his sister abandon herself......

Huang Que couldn't help but tremble, and his eyelashes blinked twice wildly, as if he could endure tears, but he couldn't suppress the sadness and despair from his heart.

At this very moment.

Huang Ying, the twin sister standing next to her, changed her face and shouted loudly: "Be careful, it's lying to you!"

"Huh?"

My sister didn't run away...... The thought flashed, and Huang Que saw that this general-level ghost broke through the barrier of the palm knife and bit it fiercely on the shoulder, and the void ghost could penetrate the shoulder, causing the delicate body to be disordered with qi and blood, and the left shoulder was unconscious.

"Ahh

Huang Que screamed.

She barely raised her right arm, whistling with her sword, desperately slashing back the general-level ghosts, and then panting, taking two steps back, her heart felt like sinking into a bottomless hell.

It's really bad now.

Fearless confrontation before, evenly matched, but after all, she had just obtained miraculous abilities, and she had too little experience in fighting ghosts, so she was caught off guard and was in a trance and was attacked by a sneak attack.

"Damn!"

Huang Que gritted his teeth, his left shoulder was paralyzed, I was afraid that he couldn't help this general-level ghost, so he could only find a way to escape.

Although their twin sisters have no experience in fighting for the time being, they at least know the weakness of ghosts, ghosts below the sect level - afraid of sunlight.

Outside the dilapidated factory, the afternoon sun shines.

If this general-level ghost dared to rush out of the factory, Huang Que thought to himself that he could smash its general-level ghost body with two or three slaps.

"Still. ”

"If that person is here, he doesn't need to escape from the factory, he doesn't need to use the sun, I'm afraid he can kill it with a flick of his fingers. Huang Que's eyes flashed with inexplicable longing.

Contralateral.

The black mist ghost let out a sarcastic sneer, and the scarlet eyes revealed cruelty: "I guessed your plan, I am indeed afraid of the sun, but you will definitely not be able to escape from the factory!"

While smiling, he moved his ghost's body.

The black mist was churning, constantly attacking and killing Huang Que.

At this moment, Huang Que could only stay in place, because there was a black mist all around, and he couldn't tell where the real ghost body of the general-level ghost was.

"Oops!"

"What should we do? The call for help has also been sent, and there are no warriors in the nearby area. Lin Zekai and Huang Ying hid on the edge of the factory, anxious, and their faces changed.

They take a step back, and the sun shines.

They didn't affect Huang Que's fighting, but they couldn't help either...... Twin sister Huang Ying's anxious eyes were swirling with tears, Lin Zekai bit his lip tightly, and his face was as pale as rice paper.

"Ahh

Huang Que screamed miserably, and blood flowers exploded in his shoulder.

"Ahh

Huang Que cried out again, almost crying on the spot.

She is still a high school student, in the prime of her youth, where has she tasted such pain, she can only hold up her strength to continue to fight against general-level ghosts, and she feels more and more desperate in her heart.

No way!

You have to survive!

Huang Ying shook her spirits, gritted her teeth, and let out a muffled snort from time to time, revealing the strength that the ghost expected.

At this time, the cruel eyes of the black fog ghosts surfaced on the surface of the black fog body, and the sound of a ghost horn echoed in the empty factory: "Eating one of you is comparable to the realm of hundreds of human warriors...... Scream, scream, no matter how miserable you are today, no one can save you!"

At this very moment.

Crash!

The iron door of the factory suddenly opened, and all the iron chains wrapped around it were broken, and Han Dong, who was wearing a brand new white short sleeve, stood at the door with an indifferent face.

The cold air seemed to distort.

The dark factory seems to be swaying.

"If I look at you, you'll die. The corners of Han Dong's mouth were drawn with a faint smile, his arms were crossed, and he leaned leisurely against the door, and looked at this general-level ghost seriously.