"There is a perceptual distance between the ideal and the reality. ”/p

I don't know who said this famous sentence, which is used to describe Hei Kun's current mood. /p

Originally, I wanted to test the strength of the young man's bloodline, but this is not the outside after all, and the young man's condition should be a state of self-protection under the stimulus, it is really a fight, and it may cause immeasurable damage here, so Hei Kun has made sufficient preparations. /p

There is a "prisoner" suspended in the sky, which is transformed by Hei Kun from the black substance on his body not long ago. Its function is similar to that of a magic circle, used to counteract the damage caused by the two of them, but I didn't expect it to become a cocoon now. /p

In the face of the legend, Hei Kun was full of respect, and the statement that the power of the bloodline was born with eight seals made him dare not be careless. The original idea was that after the two of them sparred, the "prisoner" could not withstand the destruction and dissipated on its own, and this power should be comparable to the legend - the full force of an eight-seal mystic master ....../p

Maybe because of the previous virtual grab, the young man used up the overflowing source power in his body, and he actually fell asleep when he lay down on the ground again, and he exhaled heavily, which made people feel very comfortable to look at, but Hei Kun had a black face. /p

Looking at the young man who had no source power fluctuations, Hei Kun finally understood that the statement that he was born with eight seals was not about people with the power of bloodline who were born with the strength of eight seals, but maybe it was about the talent and potential of people like them. /p

But such an obvious fact was ignored by himself, and Hei Kun looked a little annoyed. However, the most troublesome thing is the "prisoner" in the air, due to impulsiveness, Hei Kun did not have a back hand, he can only face it alone. /p

Hei Kun has never been an indecisive person, and it can be said that there is no one in this world who is more decisive than him. After all, he was a Papet, the coldest man in the world. /p

Without much hesitation, he raised his gun and stabbed straight into the air. /p

I saw a small black line shoot out from the head of the spear, and a black lightning bolt suddenly fell from the sky. They meet, they are entangled. /p

The black line looks unremarkable, and it seems a little insignificant when it encounters a huge black lightning, but from the moment it appears, there is a unique atmosphere in the space - it seems to come from ancient times, remote and mysterious, which makes people feel intimate and shocking at the same time. /p

It's just an instant, and the judgment is ....../p

There was no earth shaking, no sparks flying, and a "prisoner" that could withstand the full force of the Eight Seals Xuanshi dissipated into the air silently, as if it had never existed at all. Hei Kun clearly knows that in the face of absolute power, any tricks and tricks are decorations. It's just that his gun and pen seem to have become as heavy as a thousand pounds, and he can no longer hold it, so he naturally takes it out of his hand, and his right hand that originally held it also falls. /p

Every drop of black material is precious, not to mention the guns and pens that have been consumed a lot. /p

I saw Hei Kun's shriveled left hand stretched forward, grabbed at the empty air, and the gun pen that rolled down to it returned to his hand, turning into an eye-catching black substance again, and quickly wrapped his left hand. Only this time there is a noticeable difference, different from the freshness of other places, the left hand is much more rigid, making people faintly feel a kind of restlessness, just like those sunburned plants and trees yearn to be moistened by water. /p

Hei Kun didn't care about the changes that happened in his body, for a Papet, as long as the red sun crystal on his body was still beating, then he would be immortal forever, but today's consumption was also unbearable for him. Because he is not a Xuan Master, he can't directly absorb the world's source power to improve and replenish his energy like them, and can only be replenished by absorbing some genius earth treasures containing source power, such as Pinjing. /p

As the world's circulating currency, whether it is a Xuanshi or an ordinary person, it will carry some more or less, so Hei Kun naturally looked at the sleeping boy. /p

Although the cold climate of Lanzhen made the clothes worn by the boy a little thick, under Hei Kun's hurried glance, all the objects on the boy's body were seen by him, only ....../p

"You're such a craftsman, how did you get mixed up like this!" Hei Kun appeared on his face, as if he was annoyed by the young man's indisputability. /p

In his impression, although there are not many people here, as the heirs of their clan, they are all rich. /p

He reluctantly glanced at it again, lest he ignore anything again. /p

This time, Hei Kun's gaze stayed in the boy's arms, and an iron box came into his eyes. /p

Hei Kun looked at the familiar object in a daze, and the memories in his mind spread out like mist, drifting back many years ago. /p

....../p

It was an ordinary day, and what was unusual was that day he visited a white and chubby boy, just like treating him well, Hei Kun played tricks that he didn't know how many times, but he didn't succeed, and he was greeted by the ruthless white eyes of the white fat boy. /p

Of course, Hei Kun knew that only the descendants of their clan could come here, and after the initial understanding of the white fat boy, he was a little dizzy, like a drunkard, which was worse than today's disorder. This reason is the talent of the white fat boy, he is the most talented craftsman he has ever seen after his ancestor. /p

It's a pity that the white fat boy's mind is not in the refinement of advanced craftsmanship, but in the study of basic production. Hei Kun was puzzled by this, but the white fat boy said: "There is a great gentleman in the world, pass on the "Law of Force" and moisten the public. I am willing to follow its example, lead the people into the craftsman, and promote the soul of my people. ”/p

....../p

"A single tree can't make a forest, and ants can eat an elephant. I understand the truth, it's just that you're too stupid. ”/p

"The predecessors planted trees, and the descendants enjoyed the shade, and I made good use of your hard work. ”/p

"If I can meet again in the future, it doesn't matter if I'm cold-blooded or hard-hearted, I'm just a Papet anyway. But don't forget how they dealt with us in the first place. ”/p

Hei Kun stood in place, talking to the air endlessly. /p

Hei Kun believes that the original white fat boy has achieved his goal, otherwise he can't explain why the boy on the ground is so down. /p

But in any case, as a people of their kind, poverty is the original sin!/p

He picked up the boy and flew straight into the air. /p

....../p

Above the mysterious space, there is a square hole, a huge stone door is fastened to the opening, and countless keyholes are all over the surface. Hei Kun hugged the boy and ran straight into it. /p

It's a good thing that Youfang didn't wake up, otherwise such an act would be no different from suicide in his opinion!/p

It's just that Hei Kun shows his inhuman side again. The moment he slammed the door, countless black dots poured out of his body and scattered in all directions. If you look closely, these black dots have hands and feet, like the appearance of Heikun, and quickly occupy the keyhole. They moved in unison, bent their legs as if they were sitting, and their left shoulders exerted force, and at the same time they slammed into a bulge in the hole, and all the keyholes immediately fell to one side, and then quickly returned to their positions. With a dull sound, the huge stone door rhythmically began to fold in half, and after dozens of times, the stone door was folded in half to the size of a person, and all the keys were overlapped, leaving the only one. /p

Hei Kun took out the iron box engraved with a six-pointed star from the young man's arms, inserted it into the keyhole, and gently turned and pushed, and the stone door opened. /p

Unlike the darkness below, as soon as you enter it, you are squinted by countless points of light, which are lit candles from a forest of stone tablets not far away, each with a name engraved on it. /p

This is a cemetery. /p

The cemetery, with its countless stone monuments, is divided into two by a bluestone-paved path, black on the left and white on the right, and the characteristics are very obvious. As Hei Kun carried Youfang deep into the depths of the stele forest, along the way, it was not difficult to discover a cruel fact - this was a clan that was gradually declining. /p

From the ingenuity and majesty of the stele when it first entered the eye, to the gradual simplicity and simplicity, and even to the final hastiness, these characteristics all tell this fact. /p

However, someone once said that to fight with the world is to fight for the world. Perhaps, under the stone monument that has gradually become ordinary, it is not only the bones that are buried, but also the deeper ambitions. /p

There are two distinguishing features that can be used to prove that this is not just speculation. /p

In front of each stele are two objects - a pen and a pen. /p

Each stele is engraved with a word - Moren. /p

From what is seen on the surface, the former may speak of the foundation of their race, while the latter may be some kind of code name for this race. /p

But if any master sees this, they immediately reject the speculation and even look at it angrily, and all the craftsmen in the world have great respect for it. Because it not only represents the beginning of the profession of a craftsman, but also represents the glory of a craftsman. /p

However, the word Moren has always been a forbidden word in the Four Kingdoms of the Xuan World. In their eyes, it represents the ambition of the people, or a terrible idea that will even overthrow their rule, but it is a pity that this profound idea cannot be recognized by the world. /p

In the eyes of the world, they represent a group of crazy people, with a talent that everyone can only dream of, but instead of pursuing their own strength, they are immersed in flashy craftsmanship. What's even more ridiculous is the "Moren" in their mouths, what is the same in the world, and people do not distinguish between high and low. In their eyes, except for the Xuanshi, the nobles of the palace are always high. /p

In the face of doubts, they who called themselves Mo did not come forward to refute it, they insisted on their own ideas, and while walking in the world, they also spread the idea of educating people, but there are very few people in the world who can become metaphysical masters, not to mention the craftsmanship that seemed to be just a plaything at the beginning, so no one agreed at the beginning. It wasn't until later, when a person who claimed to be a Moshi appeared, that the world understood the determination of this group of "Moren", and the Xuanshi world learned about the strength of the craftsman. /p

That year, four divine weapons were born, and the brilliant source power lit up the sky of the capital of Shikoku for days and nights. For the first time, the world saw the horror of those on high, and for the first time, their ambitions, which called themselves ink craftsmen, resounded in the world. /p

"There is injustice in the world, and it begins with Bingge. ”/p

"I have a soldier to stop the war. ”/p

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