After leaving in an instant, Hong Xiaobai closed his eyes, relaxed his body and mind, and observed his spiritual source with his spiritual power.

Just like last night, in a pitch-black space, a transparent miniature version of Hong Xiaobai stood in the air, pointing to the sky and the ground, with a hint of milky white balls in the transparency circling around him.

Hong Xiaobai felt it for a moment and found that Lingyuan could move according to his thoughts, but he couldn't change his image.

So he tried to get Lingyuan to try to move forward, but no matter how he moved, the scene around him still didn't change, so he stopped and let Lingyuan sit cross-legged in the air.

Shifting his attention to the flying ball, 'Well, after all, it's a golden finger, it has to have a name, it's called the Heavenly Summoning Ball', Hong Xiaobai thought a little proudly.

Judging from the information from the Heavenly Summoning Ball, it will probably take another month for the current law to be successfully solved, and then it will be time to witness the miracle again.

"Well, Kaiyuan succeeded, but the body didn't feel any changes, although the body and soul slowly became stronger with the passage of time......

But a night has passed, and I don't feel that my strength has increased, and my speed has become faster or something, and the source envoy doesn't seem to be as powerful as those immortal cultivators in his previous life. ”

Hong Xiaobai muttered a little boredly.

"Huh?" Hong Xiaobai, who was about to leave, suddenly saw the weapons on the ground, "Try to see if there is any change in marksmanship." ”

He walked over with some excitement, and there was a silver disc about three meters in diameter next to the haphazardly placed weapon, and the surface of the disc was composed of a huge six-pointed star pattern and some slightly smaller geometric figures, and some strange rune rules were engraved on it.

Hong Xiaobai walked up to the center of the silver plate, knelt down on one knee, put his left hand behind him, and pressed his right hand on a circular pattern in the center of the six-pointed star.

"Full, full, full...... Ahem, it's a string, it's over", taking a deep breath, "The world is restarted, start the No. 5 design, the shooting training center." ”

The sound of 'boom, boom!' kept coming, and the light on the silver plate shone brightly, and the golden light shrouded Hong Xiaobai, and everything outside the silver plate was rapidly collapsing and dissipating.

Soon, the place was reduced to nothingness, with only one door left, and a golden ball of light floating alone.

The light on the silver plate suddenly expanded rapidly, and the dazzling light made Hong Xiaobai involuntarily close his eyes, and when he opened his eyes again, the surroundings had become very different.

On the left side are rows of long shelves, lined with guns of different shapes, with rows of targets in front and rows of huge mechs behind.

On the right is a modern city, where enemies will appear to train their marksmanship, and the enemy's bullets will only appear in different colors to represent the 'injury', as well as an adjustable pain sensation.

Hong Xiaobai walked to the gun, chose a gun at random, he raised his head, shot it into the sky, and a huge hole appeared in the cloud above his head, he nodded with satisfaction, the power was good, and the most important thing was that he didn't miss.

Slowly walking to the target, Hong Xiaobai raised the pistol, aimed carefully, 'snapped', and hit the target.

'Bang Bang', hit the target, Hong Xiao put down the gun expressionlessly.......

Orz, why is this happening? Obviously I started shooting at the beginning! But why do bullets always fly away from the target? What did I do wrong?

Really... He covered his right eye, "It's not me that's wrong! it's the world!" he roared.

"Alas", Hong Xiaobai sighed, "Sure enough, the pistol and mine are not very similar." ”

Standing up, he dropped the pistol casually, stepped on the black floor, and walked towards the door in disappointment.

Hong Xiaobai, who walked out of the training ground, felt that his father should have finished talking about things, so he used his light brain to contact Hong Taibai, and soon the communication was connected.

"Son, what's the matter?" Hong Taibai on the light screen was lying on the desk, looking at something carefully.

"Father, what about the gifts I received yesterday, they should all be with you, right?"

"Oh, that, Faber helped you keep it last night, and I'll return it to you when I'm done with it. Hong Taibai replied without raising his head.

"Then father, I became a source envoy yesterday, what about my cultivation exercises?"

"Your mother and I have already passed on the exercises to the moment, and when the day passes, after your body adapts to the existence of the source force, the moment will guide you to cultivate, if there is something she doesn't understand, you can ask your mother. ”

"Don't ??? need me to pick an exercise that I feel is suitable?" Hong Xiaobai had a question mark on his face, generally speaking, didn't the protagonist's first exercise choose by himself?

It has to be the kind of exhortation that no one has practiced before, and after the selection is made, others say, "How is this exercise, how much is it, what a story it is, and everyone who has been so talented in the past has been lost because of the cultivation of this exercise, you better give up quickly", resolutely insist on not giving up, not abandoning the spirit, and then relying on this exercise to embark on the anti-heavenly road of God blocking and killing gods and Buddhas and destroying Buddhas.

How did you get here.......

"Let you pick an exercise that you feel is suitable...", Hong Taibai raised his head and said in a quiet tone, "You young people, I don't know what you're thinking.

I just started to climb on the path of cultivation, and I still don't understand anything, so I think about picking the exercises myself, even if those exercises are picked for you, can you understand them?

If I take a dictionary from another world and put it in front of you and tell you that this is the supreme exercise, although no one has ever practiced it, but once it is practiced, it will be invincible in heaven and in the world. ”

Hong Taibai shook his head, disappointed by his son's occasional stupidity.

"Hey, hey, hey..."Hong Xiaobai touched the back of his head a little brightly, "You are busy first, busy first, I will hang up first, the communication is over." ”

"Tsk, this kid. Looking at Hong Xiaobai's hurriedly hung up communication, Hong Taibai couldn't help laughing.

Shaking his head, he saw what was on the table, frowned, and sighed inexplicably, "Alas, do you have to get to that point after all...... Your Majesty.. ....”

Hong Xiaobai, who hung up the communication, stood in the middle of the road, studying almost every day for all these years, and suddenly being idle caused him to be a little bored and didn't know what to do.

'Who am I?, where do I come from, where am I going?' he pondered deeply as he pondered the philosophical trifecta brought about by his previous life.

'Smack', Hong Xiao clapped his hands suddenly, "It's decided that it's you!My lovely brother, Xiaolan!"

Hong Xiaobai tried to contact Hong Xiaolan with his light brain, and the communication was connected after a few seconds.

"Brother, what's the matter?" Hong Xiaolan on the light screen sat upright, with an open thick book in front of him, and a stack of books on the table not far away, as if he was studying in his own study.

"Xiaolan, are you busy now?" Hong Xiaobai smiled kindly.

"I'm not busy now, I've just been learning Elf with the teacher, is there anything my brother is looking for me?" Hong Xiaolan tilted her head in confusion.

"It's nothing, it's just a little boring, I want to go out and have fun, do you want to go out together?

How about going and seeing what interesting things there are?What do you want big brother to buy for you~" Looking at the cute appearance of the old brother, Hong Xiaobai once again sighed in his heart why Xiaolan is not a girl.

Hearing the temptation of his brother, Hong Xiaolan wrapped his fingers around his long hair, thought for a while, and was a little nervous.

"Then....let's go out and have fun", he accepted Hong Xiaobai's invitation, and suddenly thought of something, Hong Xiaolan added, "Lei Zheng has to go with me, otherwise my mother will have to talk about me again when I come back." ”

"You know, 'Little girl, you go out and don't take Lei Zheng with you, what if you encounter danger?' You don't know that you are the blood of the Hong family, and the most important thing is that you look like your mother, you are so good-looking', hahaha. Hong Xiaobai learned Zuo Wenting's tone and said strangely.

"If you say this kind of thing again, I won't play with you again, hum!" Hong Xiaolan's big blue eyes seemed to have a fog, and he said the words that he had repeated countless times without threat, looking extremely aggrieved.

"Hahaha, don't say it, don't say it, I'll wait for you at the door. Hong Xiaobai held back a smile and hung up the communication.