"Tone, start ......"

"Basic bones, clear ......"

"Qubits, Solving ......"

"Wave function collapses, anchors ......"

"Qubits, Replica ......"

A series of cold mechanical sounds sounded in the vast sea of knowledge, and there was obviously a bit of Tang Yunxuan's flavor in the voice.

Hongyuan felt that his head was about to explode, and the Dao Seeking Jade in the sea of knowledge seemed to be trying to mess up his brain, and his left eye was more like it was about to explode, almost protruding from its socket.

Hongyuan regretted it very much, he actually listened to Tang Yunxuan's words, what is the absolute safety of Dao Yu!? If this is called safe, then it is very safe for young girls to strip naked and rush into the men's bathhouse!

Finally, after more than ten minutes, Hongyuan regained control of his body, and the whole person collapsed and collapsed on the bed.

It hurts!

Hongyuan was afraid for a while at this moment, and he couldn't wait to pull out the black foreign object in the sea of knowledge.

Who knew that his thoughts had just arisen, and he felt a trance in front of him, and his consciousness was pulled into the inside of the Seeking Dao Jade, where it was pitch black. And in the center of the pitch black, in addition to a dozen masks floating, there was also a dark red illusory long sword, which was quietly levitating.

Hongyuan:Σ(°△°|||) ︴

"This is one of the seven secret swords? Seeking Daoyu copied the secret sword I saw? Hongyuan was shocked, and immediately tried to control the secret sword phantom, and a dark red sword shaped like a blood-colored smoke cloud suddenly appeared on his fingertips, making Hongyuan have a feeling of heart-to-heart connection.

Hongyuan's heart moved, and the blood-colored smoke cloud suddenly rose up, like a flying sword transforming into shape. Under the circumference, the ceramic vase on the window sill of Hongyuan is directly broken into two pieces from the center, and the cut surface is as smooth as a mirror.

The second thought flashed in Hongyuan's heart, and the blood-colored sword immediately flew around the room, and then quickly flew back to his fingertips, the speed was extremely fast, like smoke and a dream.

Hongyuan didn't know that when Xiao Ying was "tuning~teaching" the evil thought body last night, he used a similar sword gang, but the sword gang that Xiao Ying drove was like a white cloud, which was obviously not the same secret sword as Hongyuan.

"Seeking Dao Yu still has such ability!? That's not all the cultivation items, I can copy. Thinking of this, Hongyuan immediately took out a talisman from his body, stared at it for a long time, and then ......

Nothing happened.

Hongyuan: "......"

He didn't know if it was the talisman that couldn't be copied, or if the Seeker Jade in his sea was currently in a state of cooling CD.

In addition to this, Hongyuan also noticed that after using the Seven Kills Sword Gang once, the secret sword phantom in the Seeking Dao Jade was obviously a little dimmer than before.

Obviously, this phantom is a consumable item and cannot be used by him all the time.

But even then, it's scary enough.

"I can now control the stand-in talisman, summon the stand-in to fight, and I can also control the secret sword phantom, plus those masks that Axuan prepared for me in the Quest for the Dao Yu Nei Ah Xuan...... "A light gradually flashed in Hongyuan's eyes, "With these hole cards, it's time to officially establish the 'Xudu' organization!" ”

Thinking of this, Hongyuan's thoughts immediately began to hook up with Qiu Daoyu, and a treacherously shaped mask phantom suddenly appeared on his face, and the outline of the phantom quickly turned from virtual to real, turning into a real mask, completely covering Hongyuan's face.

The mask is made of an unknown dark red material, like metal, like flesh and blood, and when the sun shines, it looks like a living thing is wriggling!

Hongyuan walked to the mirror and saw that the surface of the mask was densely covered with hideous textures, which looked majestic, simple, and mysterious.

As soon as his mind moved, a black light like flowing water flowed down under the mask, turning into a black-gold cloak that wrapped Hongyuan's entire body.

The originally handsome and slightly lazy boy suddenly became extremely mysterious!

At the same time, Hongyuan's mind also had information corresponding to the identity represented by this mask.

The supreme ruler of the Xudu Organization!

Yama of the Hyun Capital!

If he strokes the mask on his face with a treasure, Hongyuan knows that this mask will become the starting point of the entire "Xudu Project"!

According to Tang Yunxuan's design, all identity masks can be freely converted between the "physical state" and the "quantum state". As Hongyuan's mind moved, the mask on his face and the black gold cloak that wrapped around his body suddenly vanished.

The mysterious Yama suddenly returned to the appearance of a teenager.

Such a smooth identity conversion makes Hongyuan very satisfied. He took out his phone and downloaded another rare app that almost no one cared about, this time a game app.

Hongyuan logged into the game account and quickly posted a few messages in the guild channel.

"God of Brokenness...... Church...... Lock...... Goods...... Location......

After sending the message, Hongyuan deleted the game. He knew that his order had been issued, and all that was left was to wait.

When the news he wanted came back, it was when he put on the mask of Yama and used another identity to represent the first time that "Xudu" made a move.

It is also the first time that "Xudu" has ...... to the world When the fangs are shown!

Just then, there was a sudden knock on the door in the living room downstairs.

Hongyuan opened the bedroom and went downstairs, and saw Xiao Ying hesitating at the desk, hesitating to open the door.

Hongyuan walked to the door, looked out through the cat's eye, and was relieved when he saw the person standing outside the door, so he opened the door unhurriedly.

"Oh, where are you at home?" The visitor was not polite, and entered the house without changing his shoes.

This is a little fat man who is 1.7 meters tall and more than 200 pounds. His shoulders were broad and thick, and his arms were short and thick; The round head is streamlined below, and the neck and waist are not counted; The two thighs are no longer than a foot, but they are thick but have a hug, and when they walk, the fat around them is magnificent and turbulent.

Hongyuan even doubted that if this little fat man ran a few steps quickly, he would shake off the fat on his body.

"Rebel son, you are becoming more and more rampant now, don't you make an appointment to see your father in advance?" Hongyuan was not polite, let the little fat man into the house, and immediately teased.

"Cut." The little fat man pursed his lips, quite unimpressed, but did not refute.

After all, the "father-son" relationship between the two has not been a day or two since college.

The little fat man's name is Zhang Ning, and he is Hongyuan's college classmate and friend.

Speaking of the origin of the "father-son" relationship between the two, there is quite a story.

When they were in college, neither of them had much money.

Once, in order to celebrate Zhang Ning's birthday for the moonlight, Hongyuan took out all the remaining living expenses, not only bought a cake, but also set a table in the best restaurant, and single-handedly arranged Zhang Ning's entire birthday.

Afterwards, Zhang Ning asked Hongyuan why he could be so good to him, and Hongyuan replied that it was......

"Maybe this is fatherly love!"