Chapter 14 Penance, Compulsory Task

In the dark cabin, in the heat of up to 37 degrees, a young man in a T-shirt and shorts sat cross-legged in the center of the room, the sweat on his forehead and the soaked clothes revealed his discomfort to the surrounding environment, his chapped lips, trembling eyelids, and the embarrassment of sweat-soaked and sticking to his forehead told of his pain. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

(Why don't you move?) I can clearly feel this breath in my heart.,Reasonable.,How did the protagonists in the novel make it move?,What do you say about the movement of the mind.,Internal breath flows.,How come to me, my mind is moving to lack the eyes of the heart.,Why is there still no use for birds! Zhang Yinyuan's sweat was rolling down, but he couldn't do anything about the little bit of mana in his heart (I was really going to be dehydrated like this, and the solid water in my mouth was going to be dried up by me。。。。。。 Hey, if this fire-based mana could be like water。。。。。 Oh? In his thoughts, Zhang Yinyuan suddenly felt the mana in the center of his heart vibrate violently, but he quickly settled down again (moved!). Moved? Moved, right? Moved? It won't be untouched. What did I just do? I was sitting here stupidly just now... No, it was just ... That's right, like water, mana flows like water! ）

As Zhang Yinyuan imagined, the warm breath finally poked out of Zhang Yinyuan's heart little by little, and reluctantly flowed according to Zhang Yinyuan's mind (I'll just say!). It turns out to be really useful.,Haha.,The starting point is honest and don't deceive me.,This exercise really has to be visualized.。。。。 ,, don't run around, it's so painful! The true yuan that originally flowed along the meridians lost the guidance of Zhang Yinyuan's visualization and began to flow back to the heart, and the retrograde mana was like a blade scraping through the tender meridian wall, and the painful Zhang Yinyuan gasped, his eyes were dark, and he almost didn't pull over, and the bladder was loose under the stimulation of severe pain, if it weren't for the pain that only lasted for a short moment, he almost urinated out, even so Zhang Yinyuan couldn't maintain a meditative posture, "bang", fell to the ground, and his hands and feet were a little twitching (you can't think nonsense when you practice, it seems that you have said this at the starting point... ）

Lying on the ground for a long time, Zhang Yinyuan finally recovered from the pain of retrograde mana, sat down cross-legged again, his face was cloudy, but he never had the courage to try to carry mana again, Zhang Yinyuan was really a little scared, the kind of severe pain from inside the body was the ultimate feeling that he had never experienced for more than 20 years before entering the gladiatorial space of this god, if it weren't for the pain of feeling the branches and leaves cutting like the body in the Zhuxian World and persevering for half a night in the pain of being bruised all over the body, and learning " The feeling of burning incense and jade album" is like boiling water pouring into blood vessels, Zhang Yinyuan really feels that he will die in pain in these few breaths, gritting his teeth, Zhang Yinyuan's eyes are sometimes afraid, sometimes ruthless, sometimes painful, sometimes crazy (Zhang Yinyuan, haven't you always complained that you have no way out in the real society, haven't you always longed for great power, don't you want to feel the feeling of making the world tremble with your breathing, isn't this a chance now!) What are you afraid of? A little bit of pain? Joke! Again! Again! Didn't you secretly write in your notebook when you were in high school that I was going to destroy the world? Let's practice! Practice, and you will be able to be your true self! ）

Closing his eyes, taking a deep breath, feeling the heat in the center of his heart, Zhang Yinyuan's face showed a hideous look, visualizing the flames like water flowing in the meridians of the first layer of the Shaoyang Realm in the "Burning Incense Jade Book", the flowing fire, the viscous fire, with the pretentious rhetoric of his youth in Zhang Yinyuan's body, became more and more proficient.

Two days later, Zhang Yinyuan stepped out of the small black room with the voice of the space constantly reminding him in his mind: "Your training time has run out, please renew at the front desk as soon as possible" (this voice is similar to the voice of running out of money on the computer in the Internet café。。。。。。 There was a burst of air distorted by the high temperature on his body, two days of mana handling, and two days of constantly rising temperature, so that Zhang Yinyuan could continue to cultivate in the air as high as 50 ° at the last moment, and the mana of the "Incense Jade Book" was completely proficient, and he could truly reach any corner of the body from the heart in a flash, although there was only a thin mana less than the thickness of the little finger, but it was the first soil laid at the beginning of the whole set of exercises.

Leaving the training ground, Zhang Yinyuan returned to his private space, now he only has less than 200 survival points, except for buying a little common items, he can't buy any props, just in the training ground for ten days of retreat, although the next two days of closed eyes and exercises, but the mental exhaustion is really not much to eliminate, just sleep well, sleep until when it is when, anyway, there are still two days before his mandatory task, how can he sleep for two days in a row?

Stuck on the sofa in his private space, Zhang Yinyuan really didn't want to move his feet to his big bed anymore, although the soft mattress was very attractive.

"Contract 0623, your mandatory mission is about to start in two hours, please be ready."

Zhang Yinyuan got up from the sofa suddenly, but the action was too violent and he fell to the ground, letting out "Oh... After a while, Zhang Yinyuan, who finally climbed onto the sofa again, touched his head like a chicken nest, yawned in a daze, sat for a while before he completely woke up, casually took out toiletries from the corner, and took care of himself.

"Space! Send me to the gladiatorial space of the gods. ”

The runes bloomed, the light lit up, Zhang Yinyuan wore big trousers, staggered into the place where the space opened was regarded as a vegetable market and used as a medical props store, spent 50 survival points to buy a roll of compression bandages that could be brought into the mission world, and walked into the food store and spent 50 points to buy 5 pieces of food and solid water that could be brought into the mission world compressed into the size of a fingernail, and bought an iron necklace with no attributes, pure decorations with a small openable sealed iron ball, and stuffed all the food into the necklace, changed into a wearable denim suit and leather boots, and then used the remaining part of the survival point to buy an ordinary dagger with only 3 attack power in the cold weapon shop on the appearance of the machinery factory, the ornamental value is greater than the practical value, and it is a little better than the kitchen knife used by Zhang Yinyuan's mother to cut vegetables.

After finishing these, Zhang Yinyuan stood in front of the metal gate with a height of 100 meters and a width of about 70 meters, no different from the city wall, and sent a message to Bai Gu with his last 17 points of survival point: "Brother Bai Gu, I'm down, you can come back and invite me to drink" (Damn, the space really costs money, 1 point for a word, and even punctuation counts the number of words?). ）

At the same time, a cold voice sounded in his head, and the corresponding handwriting appeared on the retina.

"No. 0623 Mandatory Mission Activation."

"Please enter the door of another dimension within 10 seconds."

"I wish you a triumphant return."

Zhang Yinyuan bit the cigarette butt, took a hard breath, closed his eyes and slammed into the metal giant door, and at the moment of contact, layers of ripples appeared on the door, like the sea level and let Zhang Yinyuan plunge in.

(I want to complain, this feeling of hitting the wall is too much of a test of courage...) ）