"Whew~" The night wind howled.

In the northern continent, Lin Tuo stood in the air, walked hundreds of steps in one breath, and was dozens of meters away from the ground, before he stopped, no longer continuing, and turned to walk sideways.

Familiarize yourself with the method of stepping into the void.

After about twenty minutes, he finally stopped, and sighed with emotion: "Is this stepping into the void?" ”

Well, it is very different from "pseudo-flight" with the help of ontology.

And it is also very different from the "levitation technique" in the second sandbox world, when the "Prayer Candle" was hunted down, Hathaway and others cast a flying spell.

Later, Lin Tuo also studied it, but he never learned it......

If the transcendent of the No. 2 sandbox uses the "Dao Pattern" to obtain the ability to fly directly from the spirit world, then the "inhuman realm" is completely derived from itself.

"Use your mind to mobilize the ether to pour into the soles of your feet, release it, compress the air, and achieve the effect of standing in the air......"

Lin Tuo experienced his own feelings:

It seems like...... It is slightly similar to an airplane, not the appearance, but the essence, which is all disturbance of the airflow.

It's just that one is with the help of physics, and the other is with the help of ether.

"When I temper my body, I can also control and control the ether, but I can't achieve this effect at all...... Is it because of mental power? ”

Lin Tuo frowned and thought.

It is mentioned in the "Heavenly Dao Scroll" that the essential difference between the "inhuman realm" and the previous one is not only in the transformation of the physical body, but also in the growth of the "divine soul".

The "divine soul" here should refer to "spiritual power".

"The process of promotion is closely related to the spiritual will......

Therefore, after I was promoted, my mental power was stronger, my sense of my body was clearer, and my manipulation of the ether was more refined...... Is this the only way to do it? ”

Lin Tuo felt that he had found the reason.

In fact, when he released the sword trick and killed the "head of the Haizhou faction", he noticed it.

Before the quenching realm, although he could use the "Transformation Fist" to condense weapons, they were all rough, and the methods used were simple and primitive, saying that they were "weapons", but in fact they were just different types of energy clusters.

But after breaking through the realm, the "sword qi" condensed from the fingertips was condensed and much more subtle.

That's why he was able to pull off that blow without killing the monk on this side of the river.

"My mental power has grown, resulting in a finer and stronger control of the aether." Standing in the cold night sky, Lin Tuo's eyes were shining.

The discovery made him a little excited.

In the past, aside from those small spells released by copying, Lin Tuo's real strength was still the "Transformation Fist", to be precise, the "mutated" Transformation Fist.

The original boxing method was just "ordinary martial arts", but it was accidentally figured out by himself to manipulate the aether cover, and it was derived into the current version.

But at this moment, on the other hand, my previous use of the ether was still too rough.

It's like a primitive man wielding a wooden club to attack...... And now, the growth of mental power has turned the "wooden stick" into a "sword".

"Perhaps...... This can no longer be called a fist......

Perhaps, I can try to develop a unique combat technique based on the sword technique of the Heavenly Dao Sect and combine my own characteristics......"

It's called "Sword Trick from the Mountain"? Kindness...... Name TBD.

Lin Tuo stood under the starry sky and thought wildly, and suddenly shook his head and smiled:

"I haven't skimmed the eight characters yet, I've thought so far."

What he needs now is a solid realm and familiarity with abilities.

But...... After realizing that his control of the aether has been refined.

Lin Tuo suddenly remembered something...... Previously, a large number of spell models that were brought back from the second sandbox world, a large part of which could not be successfully cast by themselves.

At that time, I suspected that it was my own lack of ability...... Right now, it seems that we can take on the challenge again.

Lin Tuo's eyes turned, and his mind came alive:

"You can try it, but you need some necessary 'materials'......"

Thinking of this, his mind turned slightly, he had an idea, he made a little discernment, and flew towards the vast night.

……

……

At the same time, a few kilometers away, outside a strange and sparse grove of trees, the snow and ice were messy, and the air was filled with blood.

Under the moonlight, two snowy demonic beasts were facing each other.

One of the more seriously injured was a polar bear with pure white coat.

Its massive body was covered with wounds, and with violent gasps, blood and white gas escaped outward.

And what it stared at was a strange snow eagle, hovering in mid-air, looking for a break to attack.

"Hula!" Suddenly, the polar bear reacted sluggishly, and the snow eagle flapped its wings and fell, its steely claws tearing open the left ribs of its prey!

"Poof!" Blood sprayed.

At the same time, the furious polar bear also pounced desperately, almost tearing off the small half of the snow eagle's wings, and the two extremely fierce monsters were entangled in one place.

At this moment, there was a "whoosh" in the night sky, and a sword qi slashed through.

Then came the second course.

The third course.

"Snort!" In the blink of an eye, the two beasts were strangled and fell, screaming and smashing up a cloud of snowflakes.

After a while, Lin Tuo's figure stepped down into the air and said with a smile:

"Two materials."

Immediately, he picked one up in one hand, threw it into the palm of his body, and carried it to the top of a nearby mountain.

Then he got up, and with the help of the distribution of the ether, he killed in another direction.

……

Not long after, in another mountain col, the sword light flickered, and in an instant, a big snow python that was cultivating was cut into several pieces by the sword light cut down from the air.

On the severed head of the snake, the violent eyes dimmed, reflecting the figure that fell from the sky, and the bright full moon in the night sky:

"Three."

……

And on the other side of the world under the same bright moon.

On the southern continent, it was a different scene.

At vent 6, the lights are bright.

"Boom~"

The huge turbine fan relies on the supply of magic nodes underground, running eternally, sucking the oxygen from the ground into the ground, and discharging the exhaust gas from the underground after multiple rounds of utilization into the cold night sky.

The vents are located high in the mountains, and the wall of miracles is obscured to reveal the snow line.

Around the crater-like passage are a 15-meter-high fence and 36 steel towers, each with a large searchlight installed on the top.

The golden beam of light tore through the darkness and illuminated every corner of the surrounding area, so that no monster or destroyer could escape under the light.

Further out, the flat area below the vents are lined with warehouses and barracks.

Even at night, large locomotive-like "snow trucks" painted red or bright yellow drive in or out from a distance along the road that is not easy to walk.

Humans have been underground for many years, but have never really given up on the surface.

"Checked! Release! ”

As the barrier at the entrance to the camp was slowly raised, a "snow transporter" with a seven-meter-high front slowly drove into the camp.

Docked in a designated open-air parking lot, the internal magic engine turned to low power, and the steam in the jet pipe weakened.

Maintenance personnel from nearby houses arrived to debug the transporter and supply the energy:

In this environment, it is difficult to restart the steam car when it comes to a sudden stop.

"Bang."

At the same time, the door opened from the inside out, and the driver, dressed in a thick winter coat, stepped out and greeted the maintenance personnel before carrying a backpack and heading straight to the ground barracks deep in the camp.

Familiarly approached a door and knocked hard twice.

After a while, a young man opened the door, stunned, and then said in surprise:

"Captain! When will it come? ”

The driver stepped into the house, took off his cold-proof helmet at the same time, revealing a wheat-colored face about forty years old, and looked at several team members in the house who also greeted him with a smile, and said:

"Nonsense, of course I just came back."

"This is the end of the mission?"

"It's over, I can come back for a few days."

The middle-aged man casually answered the rambling questions of several team members, and then threw out the packet of beer that had been specially warmed with steam in his hand.

Listening to their cheers of surprise, a rare smile finally appeared on his face that was a little stiff from the cold.

As a ground guard detachment, days without missions are always extremely boring.

Going on a mission means driving or escorting vehicles to and from different ground resource points, spending a few days on the cold ice field, and the danger of being attacked by monsters......

Therefore, greeting people who go out is a rare "fun thing" in this lonely and boring land, and for the transcendent who return safely, it will also usher in a long or short vacation.

"Captain, are you returning to the shelter from your mission this time? I think you've saved up enough vacation days. ”

After chatting for a while, one of the team members took a sip of still warm wine and asked.

The middle-aged man put the wet and cold coat on the "heater" and baked it, took out another set of winter clothes in the locker, thought about it when he heard it, shook his head and said, "Wait a little longer, save a few more days, and use it together for the next holiday." ”

"Hey, if you want me to say, it's better to go back a few more times, how long have you not been back? It's been a year, don't you want a son? Another team member took a bag of hot peanuts out of the heater and gave it to the others.

The middle-aged man was silent when he heard this, but he still shook his head and exhaled:

"When they are all adults, they are older, what do they have to think about, and they should be independent."

", I don't believe you don't want to." The team member saw through your appearance, took out a cigarette and handed it over, and sighed, "Adolescence still has to keep an eye on it."

I've been free-range, and I've raised a wild temperament, so what should I do if I don't go to school well?

A few days ago, Lao Ka next door had just finished visiting relatives and came back from underground, saying that he couldn't rest assured. ”

Lao Ka is a descendant of immigrants from the North Continent next door, and his full name is Kabul. Cinnabar......

"What did he say?" Someone asked.

"It's said that the atmosphere in the shelter is not quite right now, the addiction to virtual games is getting more and more serious, and there are more diseases, what is it called......"

"Internet addiction?"

"No, it's much more serious than that, by the way, it's called 'Internet Lai Syndrome'.

In other words, recently, some people have been extremely weak once they leave the virtual space...... Headaches, tiredness, fatigue and the like, but once you reconnect, it's fine......

I couldn't find anything when I went to the hospital.

It's not just games, some virtual workers have similar symptoms...... At first, there were few, but recently there are more and more.

I heard that it may be that the magic of the neural connectivity network fluctuates periodically, and I don't know if it's true or not, so it is impossible for those businessmen to say that there is something wrong with the technology anyway......

But I'm thinking, it's better to be vigilant......"

The man said, his expression a little worried.

The ground troops guard the surface all year round, and the communication with the underground is also very inconvenient, and the way to obtain information is limited, and they often rely on the comrades in the camp to visit relatives underground to know some news in the shelter.

Immediately, everyone began to talk about it.

The middle-aged man who had just changed his clothes had a changed face, and after a while, he pushed the door and walked out.

"Captain, why are you going?"

"I'll ask Lao Ka." The middle-aged man said.

He was a little relieved.

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