Fan Yue is such a person, he tried his best to persuade Mu Feng to give up but at the same time helped him prepare for the identity of an intern in the press corps, he did his best, and the right to choose and decide was handed over to Mu Feng.

"Don't persuade me, I've made up my mind"

Saying that, Mu Feng clenched his fists, and a faint golden light floated on his fist, which he gradually explored in the past few days, although his spiritual veins were cut off, and the past exercises had been abolished, but there was an additional turbid gas vortex in his body, located in his dantian, after a period of experimentation, this vortex was similar to his spiritual vein, driving the body to absorb the spiritual energy, and then run the whole body.

At this time, he didn't need to run any exercises, and the spiritual veins were cut off, and he also lost the two sets of cultivation exercises that the innate spiritual veins brought him.

When the aura in his body penetrated the whole body and rotated several times, the spiritual power in his body naturally became more and more condensed, last night, he clearly felt that the aura in his body seemed to reach some kind of saturated feeling, just like the kind when he broke through from the first layer of condensation to the second layer, but that feeling was fleeting, and the moment of saturation was absorbed by the chaotic vortex, Mu Feng thought that he had failed to advance, but he found that the threshold of spiritual power had not been reduced, and his spiritual power experience value on the space nameplate had changed from zero to one.

"Okay, you can do whatever you want" Fan Yue said helplessly, and with one foot on the accelerator, the car drove quickly into the distance.

The place where Fan Yue parked was an urban building, Mu Feng looked up, the building was only 100 meters high, about 30 floors, Fan Yue took Mu Feng to the elevator and pressed the button on the 20th floor.

"Take it back and rewrite it, I want you to be the truth, not for you to write entertainment scandals, you have two broken photos and blurred backs, what else according to the insider's revelations, it may ······ , can you be confident that you can go, and go back and talk to you" Fan Yue and Mu Feng were taken to the door of an office as soon as they heard a scolding inside.

"Yes, editor-in-chief" The scolding stopped, and a man with glasses bent his waist, picking up something from the ground and exiting the office as he walked.

"Brother, you have such a big temper" Fan Yue gave a thumbs up and pushed the door in with a smile.

"It's you kid, the person you want me to bring is him," the man looked up at Mu Feng and said.

Mu Feng closed the door smoothly and looked at the man in front of him, medium height, with a pair of white-framed glasses, a black cap, a pair of gold-wire glasses, and a big belly.

"Mu Feng, this is my brother, he is in the press corps with the team this time, you just follow him"

Mu Feng nodded, stretched out his right hand and stopped talking.

"Fan Ming," the man began.

"Brother Fan, thank you for your help" Mu Feng hurriedly reached out and held it with Fan Ming, of course, the two emerald green stones in his hand were stuffed into Fan Ming's hand together.

"Yo, spar, such a large piece of color is not bad, you kid is okay" Fan Ming did not avoid people, just played with the stone that Mu Feng gave him, and said.

"Have you done your documents for him, you have to check them before joining the team"

"Don't worry, it's all ready, the identity certificate, the internship certificate are there" Fan Yue took out a small red book from his bag, as well as a few pieces of paper, Mu Feng glanced at Wen Lan's chapter.

"Brother, Mu Feng is in Wenlan Tianji's class, and there should be no problem with doing a part-time internship."

"Tianji class, that's a talent, hurry up, sit" Fan Ming's tone suddenly changed, and he became enthusiastic.

"Make me two cups of tea and send them in" Fan Ming shouted out the door, looked at Mu Feng and smiled.

"My brother is like this, he wanted to cultivate all his heart, but he had an epiphany and failed, and he had no chance to cultivate in his life, and the people he envied the most were those who were talented," Fan Yue explained to Mu Feng.

"What are you talking about" Fan Ming said, not a reproach, but a little lonely.

"You didn't tell your brother that I ······" Mu Feng wanted to say that he had been abolished on the surface, but Fan Yue shook his head and he didn't mention it anymore.

"Mu Feng, right?" Fan Ming said as he looked at Mu Feng.

"You can just call me Xiaofeng"

"I heard this kid say, you want to save your family this time?"

"Yes, my aunt is probably on that train, so I want to follow the press corps into Yuan Nanling, even if I can't help, it's better than waiting at home" Mu Feng said sincerely.

"Good boy, okay, you can go with me in a while, I'll pick up some things, and I'll go"

"Brother, where are you going?"

"What, you kid want to go with you?"

"No, no, just ask"

"This press corps was specified by the group of guys from the monastery, so we gathered at the monastery headquarters at two o'clock in the afternoon."

Fan Ming let Mu Feng and the two of them feel free with a few simple explanations, and he still had some work to explain, so let Mu Feng arrange the rest of the time and return to the building before twelve o'clock.

Mu Feng had nothing to do, so he just stayed in the building, and after sending Fan Yue away, he found a quiet corner of the building and sat down and began to meditate. After exploring in the past few days, Mu Feng found that the efficiency of the operation of the aura in his body was not static, the calmer he was, the higher the efficiency, and the lower he would be when he was irritable.

"Ringing ring~~" An alarm bell woke Mu Feng up, he didn't expect it to be just meditation, he was immersed in it, a few hours passed in an instant, and he was refreshed, and the fatigue of running back and forth in the past few days was completely cleared.

Sometimes Mu Feng is also wondering, the turbid vortex in his body will be an alternative spiritual root, his body's spontaneous exhalation of spiritual energy in the past few days is very similar to his original cultivation according to the spiritual root-derived exercises, but now this is obviously more advanced, completely automatic state, you don't need to control it, your body is running all the time, that is to say, he is getting stronger every minute.

“····· The specific time of this business trip has not yet been decided, and the editorial department is in charge of Qiya during the period I am not there, and you can do the rest of the things, don't wait for Lao Tzu to come back, the editorial department is gone"

"Yes, Editor-in-Chief"

When the time came, Mu Feng returned to the twentieth floor, and it happened that Fan Ming had already finished all the work.

"You're back, okay, let's go," Fan Ming said when he saw Mu Feng coming in.

The two went back to Fan Ming's residence, and then rushed to the monastery headquarters non-stop, along the way Fan Ming had nothing to talk about except asking some fur cultivation questions and Mu Feng, Mu Feng was also more willing to calm down and cultivate, so the two chatted together for a few words, and then took care of themselves, because of Mu Feng's meditation, Fan Ming didn't even play music, giving the cultivator's respect.

"Brother Fan, this hasn't arrived yet" Seeing Fan Ming stop the car, Mu Feng asked.

"Look at you've never been to the monastery, it's already under the monitoring of the monastery from here, and cars can't drive in, so we have to go in.

Following Fan Ming, Mu Feng saw this landmark building that almost all cities would have up close for the first time, the monastery headquarters building. The first thing that came into view was a towering doorpost rising from the ground, the blue-white lacquer surface, carved with two green dragon reliefs, the dragon's eye was lit with a blue mist, the eyes were like a torch, lifelike, Mu Feng looked at the eyes and was a little shaky, the heart was even more solemn, the house behind, the green tile red wall, only the tile wall could be seen at the main entrance, but there was already a rough idea in the heart, the door was open at this time, and Mu Feng could see that some people had gathered in the courtyard.

Mu Feng followed and entered the courtyard, Fan Ming signaled him not to talk nonsense, just follow the mainstream.

Fan Ming, on the other hand, looked around and walked up to a middle-aged man and whispered something.

At this time, Mu Feng looked at this courtyard and said that it was a courtyard, there were already several pitches in size, there were already one or two hundred people in the courtyard, and there were still people arriving one after another, but a considerable number of them were wearing black and white clothes, which were the uniforms of ordinary members of the monastery, but they were also made of a special material, which had a very significant defensive effect on blunt weapon blows and some attribute spells.

The number of people who entered one after another was slightly fewer, and the people in the courtyard were also pushing, and at this time, Mu Feng had been pulled back by Fan Ming, and more than 20 people who looked like reporters gathered.

Everyone chatted without saying a word.

"Old Fan, this is a new apprentice, why didn't you bring that female assistant last time this time" A man hung this camera around his neck, looked at Fan Ming and teased.

This person and Fan Ming are old acquaintances, or peers, they have been in love and killed each other for many years, the last time he and Fan Ming competed for a project together, Fan Ming messed things up with a beautiful female assistant, and was seized by the opponent, this time they met and ridiculed.

Mu Feng is speechless, can anything be pulled on his head?

Fan Minggang wanted to say a few words back, but looked up and saw a pair of monks from the monastery approaching.

"Friends of the press corps, we are ready to go, when we arrive at the battlefield, when we are over the battle, you will do interviews, what should be asked and what should not be asked·····"

"Understood, understood" Everyone said in unison, even the male reporter just now responded with a flattering face.

Mu Feng smiled, this world embodies the law of the jungle to the fullest.

Inside the courtyard, it seems that it has been assembled, several teams of the monastery have gone through the motions, Mu Feng saw the people stationed in the courtyard, in addition to the press corps where he is located, there is also a medical team in white coats, the number of people is three times that of the press corps, in addition to the troops belonging to the monastery, but they are also divided into several groups, Mu Feng probably knows that the black and red ones are the combat departments of the monastery, the green ones are the alchemy department, and the green ones are probably arranged formations, and there is a group of people who are dressed in a messy and disorderly manner, more like they are taken out like him, but this group of people is also with the people of the monastery, unlike them, which are made up of a group of old, weak, sick and disabled members.

Departure, the man in red on the stone steps said softly, Mu Feng felt that the person almost didn't speak, but the voice seemed to hit the soul in his ears.

"I don't know what realm this person is?" Mu Feng looked at the person, there were three other people walking with him, several people didn't communicate much, and they didn't look like subordinates, they were probably masters of the same level.

The procession set out in a majestic way, not on foot, of course, but in a strangely shaped vehicle provided by the monastery.

"Brother Fan, what kind of car is this?" Mu Feng asked curiously.

Mu Feng said in his heart, "Obviously he is a cultivator, but he found that he really didn't know anything about leaving the school. ”

"It seems that I will have to study more in the future," Mu Feng shook his head and sighed lightly.

"This is the Spirit Table Chariot, this is a magic weapon to carry people, or a vehicle mass-produced by the monastery, with several complex formations attached, much easier to use than a car, but the materials used to make it are expensive, and it is not something that ordinary people can use. ”

Mu Feng thought that he was swaggering through the city in this car, but he didn't expect that sitting in the car, his intuition flashed with golden light, and the scene outside the window had changed its appearance, and outside the window was the endless wasteland and the mountains and mountains.

"This is here?" 10,000 grass and mud horses were galloping in everyone's hearts.

Obviously ready to pull out the mountains and wade through the hardships, but it was ten seconds away, Mu Feng just saw a female reporter with a lot of skin care products in large bags, I don't know what kind of expression it is now.

"Don't worry, it shouldn't have arrived, the Yuannanling Federal Government has only opened up twenty percent of the area, and there is a large area of no man's land here, it looks like it should have used a teleportation array, and it sent us directly to the edge. Fan Ming's words suppressed the tide of words that had not yet surged in the carriage, but the next second the dam collapsed.

"Lao Fan, have you been to Yuannanling, tell us about it"

"Brother Fan, this won't be dangerous, I'm here because I have the protection of the monastery."

······

Mu Feng looked at it, it turned out that there were not only some cattle in these press corps, but in his opinion, there were two or three people in Fan Ming who looked calm, and there was plenty of information in comparison, and seven or eight of them seemed to be making up the numbers for a variety of reasons.

"Hello, my name is Xu Feng" Mu Feng sat in the corner of the penultimate row, and suddenly someone patted him on the shoulder from behind and said.

"Mu Feng, hello, is there something wrong?" asked Mu Feng.

"It's okay, it's just that you're about the same age as me, are you also an intern reporter" The man who asked him was a man who looked to be eighteen or nineteen years old, he looked very thin, his hands and face were fairer than most girls, and he looked cautious.

"Sort of, what's wrong?"

"I've heard that this mission is dangerous, have you heard?" the man continued, lowering a few more decibels as he spoke, and looking around.

"Heh, feelings are spread like this in your circle, no wonder, no wonder" Mu Feng was also relieved when he heard this, this time the press corps should have been forcibly convened by the monastery, but he didn't know how to convey dangerous information, except for people like Fan Ming and a few people who belonged to the information fanaticism, many newspapers even sent some people who didn't know anything, thinking that the man who asked him and the men and women who were screaming.

Mu Feng didn't know how to answer, so he simply closed his eyes and began to meditate.

Along the way, the entire carriage of the press corps was very lively, while the other cars were as calm as water.

Yuan Nanling, in the depths, everyone lined up to stand on the edge of the huge filling pit, frowning, the pungent rancid smell emanating from the filling pit, some people were already sitting on the ground, and some women couldn't help but vomit on the side.

"What should I do, Captain?" someone asked.

"The body is still fresh, it should have been killed not long ago," a man wearing a mask and gloves said indifferently.

"What is the Ministry of Intelligence doing, yesterday it was not said that the hostages were not in danger of life, and today they will ······" A big man smashed his fist on the tree next to him, and his fist was deeply involved with bloodstains, and the roots of the thick tree that the two of them hugged together were a little loose by this blow, and the leaves on the treetops also fell to the ground.

"What did Group Zero say, did you catch up?" a man snuffed out the cigarette butt in his hand, flicked his index finger, and got up and said. This person is Hou Zhen, one day according to the intelligence instructions, led the team into the hinterland of Yuannanling.

"Those few people in Group Zero are still tracking, but it's just ······" One of the subordinates replied.

"What's wrong," Hou Zhen asked, frowning.

"The adults in Group Zero said there was something wrong, and those people seemed to have disappeared out of thin air."

"Disappear into thin air?"

"Yes, it's almost to the end of the wilderness, and it's a bit dangerous to go inside, and the guys in Group Zero are not sure to continue to follow up."

"Captain, could it be that you used a teleportation array?"

"Teleportation array? It shouldn't be possible, the headquarters specially approved the use of the Heavenly Eye this time, and the lap connection array did not detect large spatial fluctuations, I am sure that this group of people is still hiding in this mountain, otherwise they would not have killed such an ordinary person"

"Hou Zhen, the number of the dead has been counted, and there are a total of 935 corpses in the pit, basically ordinary people," said a man who walked from a distance, holding a booklet in his hand.

"Lin Ze, do you have any other clues" This person is Lin Ze, the leader of the three groups in the previous Justice Bureau who was responsible for this button.

"Yes, in addition to the dead people on the train, plus today, there are more than 400 people, and some of these 400 people have records of transferring money to some mysterious accounts these days. Lin Ze continued.

"You're saying they're looking for money?"

"Probably not all"

"What do you mean?"

"Based on these people's data, I can probably find what they have in common, not counting the 135 people who died at the beginning of the accident, the 900 people killed here all have common characteristics, very ordinary. Lin Ze glanced at the booklet in his hand and said.

"Ordinary?" I don't either. Hou Zhen lit another cigarette and said.

"I mean, they have neither wealth nor talent," Lin said.

"What do you mean?"

"I checked the file, and this case is very similar to a case in the southwest decades ago, where hundreds of people were abducted and most of them were killed."

"Who is the prisoner?" asked Hou Zhen

"Soul Eater!" Lin Ze said slowly.

Soul Eater, is the top secret of the monastery and the Bureau of Justice, this is an underground organization, it has appeared decades ago, calling itself a soul eater, specializing in hunting monks with strong spiritual veins, using a special means to completely strip off the victim's spiritual veins, the most terrifying thing is that they use this method to create a kind of puppet, burying the stripped spiritual veins into the puppet's body, they can create a humanoid weapon, tireless and do not understand pain, but can practice and even use magic.

Soul Eaters decades ago, they committed math crimes all over the world, and the Alliance States, monasteries, judicial bureaus, and even some sect organizations were persecuted, they were like emotionless killers, slaughtering cultivators everywhere, but then they were wiped out by several peak powerhouses, and then they fell silent, and even almost disappeared for decades.

"This matter has to be reported to the headquarters immediately," Hou Zhen said.

"It's already been said, and this time it may not be all Soul Eaters, this group of people may also be the gang of thugs from the south, their purpose is indeed to rob money, but it should be with the help of Soul Eaters, otherwise according to their previous modus operandi, they can't complete this time, and the purpose of the Soul Eaters is not simple, there are some special people on that train" Lin Ze continued.

"Special people?"

"There are several teachers and students from the Alliance Research Institute, and the research institute they are in is the 703 Institute where the professor in the southwest who is committed to the research of spiritual vein transplantation is located," Lin Ze said expressionlessly.

"The Soul Eater is going to do something, so let's still investigate this case" Hou Zhen said, and the matter is getting more and more complicated.

"The above will send someone again, and then it won't be something we can solve."

Saying that, Hou Zhen's subordinates rushed to tell him something, and sure enough, it was the headquarters that assigned them, so that they could be stationed in Yuannanling temporarily, and the headquarters would send people again.

"Didn't your monastery find some reporters, let them go back quickly," Lin Ze continued.

The original intention of the monastery was actually to find some war correspondents to follow up and report on this case, to reflect the courage of the monastery. Moreover, the monastery dispatched five squads a day ago, and even the front-line zero group was transferred here, and the exact location of the gang of bandits had been found, but who knew that when they closed the net, the people suddenly evaporated, leaving only hundreds of corpses.

On the other side, Mu Feng's press corps is marching towards the hinterland, Mu Feng has been meditating, but he is also always paying attention to the reminder of the space mission, as well as the map, there was originally a red mark on it, but at this moment it is gradually blurred, which may indicate that my aunt's life is gradually withering, Mu Feng can't help but be a little anxious.

Mu Feng, the incarnation and space, stroked the task nameplate and thought: "It's so dangerous here, you can give me something to save my life when I arrive, otherwise how can I complete the task, you see that I trust you so much, you can also do something."

"The task is dynamically activated, the difficulty evaluation is level 3, and you can receive the task funding package, the task completion: 15%" The task on the original sign has changed from 'Go to Yuan Nanling to rescue Auntie' to 'Rescue Auntie'.

"It's really there!" Mu Feng was a little surprised,

"This task is really humane, every time I want something, something will come out, but it seems that I have already completed a part of it, so I have these things" What Mu Feng said was a small white box in front of him, but it was the size of two hands, but Mu Feng was also full of anticipation to open it.

When he opened the box, Mu Feng saw a small stack of cards, with the back facing up, with a cyan pattern on it like a plant, and the words 'universal card' were written.

Mu Feng picked up one, flipped it over and wrote the Forget Worry Stone on it, and the number 10 was marked below, and the other ones were Concealment Charm 10, Omniscient Mask 10, Lucky Card 10, Universal Coin 10, Primary Spiritual Experience Pill 10, Primary Physical Experience Pill 10, Temporary Experience Pill 10, Universal Key 1, Card Sleeve 1.

Mu Feng wanted to try to inject aura to release the things in the card, but just as soon as his mind moved, the things in the card appeared in his hand, and a large bag of Forget Worry Stones was the same as the one he had before, and the usage in his hand naturally appeared in his mind.