The eighteen-storey Guihai Building is located in Huaicheng, the most prosperous capital of Yunzhou.

At noon, it is the most prosperous and lively time for the restaurant.

At a banquet by the window on the ninth floor, there was a beggar, a sloppy old man, a thin monk, a blind fortune teller, a seller, and a fat and white rich man.

The six of them sat at the same table in harmony with each other, while the people on the same floor did not notice this scene, as if the place had been cut off from the world.

The beggar didn't care about the image at all, cocked his stinky right foot, poked out his left hand, picked up the roast chicken on the table, scooped it up in front of him, tore off the chicken legs, and chewed directly, revealing a mouthful of black and yellow mixed teeth.

The sloppy old man and the blind fortune teller each held a glass of wine, and drank it slowly with a pleasant expression, staring at the bustling street outside.

The thin monk wore a tattered robe, rubbed a Buddhist string in his left hand, recited unknown Buddhist scriptures in his mouth, and occasionally stopped to eat two bites of vegetarian food.

The seller held a small iron abacus in one hand and dialed up and down with a focused expression, as if he was thinking about something, and he had no intention of eating or drinking at all.

The fat and white rich man held a small bowl of sparkling rice and slowly ate and drank soup with vegetables and soup, calmly and relaxedly.

Half an hour later, the table was in shambles, and the beggar picked his teeth and burped.

The fat and white rich man brushed the table with his right hand, and the table immediately became clean and tidy, and then six plates of spiritual essence fruits appeared, one in front of each person, and each had a pot of wine.

The beggar grabbed a peach-shaped fruit, took a bite, juice flowed on the side of his mouth, and said with a smile: "It's still good for you to be rich here, you have food and drink, it's like an old beggar I have a meal and a meal, and I have to let people run around on weekdays, alas, it's really desolate." ”

The rich man smiled and said, "If you like it, you will stay, and you will not be missing a pair of dishes and chopsticks." ”

The old beggar waved his hand again and again and refused: "Hey, forget it, where can I enjoy this blessing old beggar, you still look for the old bald man, eat fast and chant Buddha every day, and it is very bitter." ”

The rich man's expression remained unchanged, and he said with a smile: "The problem is that the monks don't feel bitter." ”

The sloppy old Taoist looked serious and said, "You two want to chat and talk about it another day, you Taoist friends are not here for this matter today." ”

"Hmm. The fortune teller nodded, his face was solemn, and said: "This is the end of the puppet sect's affairs, it should be a chess piece laid by a major force in the heavens and ten thousand worlds, so let's not provoke others casually." ”

"Old Taoist, remember to take care of your family's thunder, don't be stupid and cause trouble at the door of the Venerable Master's house, this puppet sect doesn't look like a good person. ”

"Well, I've already put him in retreat, and I'll find someone to bring his disciple back. The scruffy old man nodded.

The fortune teller nodded, and said with a little sadness: "The starry sky storm is about to stop, and when the time comes, the powerhouses of the heavens will flock here, and we don't know how many sects will be left." ”

The seller was also a little sad, and said: "You are okay, you can more or less have a connection with the forces of the heavens behind it, how can I be alone, if I am the first to be destroyed among our people, I am the only one here." ”

The old beggar laughed self-deprecatingly: "We recognize others, but people don't necessarily recognize us, not to mention, just like this, if we come up with such a thick face, we may be pulled to be cannon fodder at some point." ”

In the eyes of the great forces of the heavens that descended, these people were just natives, at most they were a dog left by the children of their own sect thousands of years ago, if this dog was of some use, it would also reward a bone, if it was useless, then simply slaughtered and eaten meat.

These dark psychology are clear to everyone here, and it is precisely because of this that they have joined forces to stop the Heavenly Sword Sect and various large and small forces from waging war against the Puppet Sect.

At this critical moment, the war is just a waste of the strength of his own sect, and when many large and small forces come, those weak soft persimmons will definitely be pinched first.

None of these people here want to be the first to be pinched.

The sloppy old man smiled bitterly and said, "The old beggar is right, if we want to survive the next chaos, we can't rely on one family alone." ”

"Well, it's not okay if you don't join forces!"

As soon as these words came out, the scene suddenly fell silent.

Several people here include scattered cultivators, demon gates, Buddhist sects, Taoist sects, sword sects and other forces, this joint effort is said to be a complete fart on weekdays, and it can only be mentioned in the current crisis.

"No! no!" the monk shook his head and said, "This proposal is only limited to a few of us, and if we pull the sect, we will be exempted." ”

The fortune teller nodded and agreed: "Well, after so many years of fighting in various sects, the hatred is not small, if it really involves the sect, it is indeed too troublesome." ”

Several other people also nodded in agreement, after all, there were two casual cultivators here, if the sect was involved, then the other four would obviously have more effort than the two casual cultivators, which was not very fair to the other four.

The proposal to join forces was agreed, but only for the Avatar Monks.

Next, they talked about some secrets of the immortal cultivation world, exchanged their cultivation experiences, and waited for the sun to set, and everyone left one after another.

-- Divider --

After a while, Ye An didn't wake up until the next morning.

This sleep was from noon the day before yesterday to this morning, and I slept long enough this night, Ye An felt a little general, this holographic online game is fun, but it is too tiring.

However, this is also the reason for his poor strength, if his mental attributes can be higher, the Internet time will be much more abundant.

After waking up, I had a beautiful breakfast, and then went to the martial arts training ground to warm up.

According to the training schedule given by Qiao Fei, Ye An activated the immune-assisted nanoparticles in the body to emit special frequency fluctuations, radiating the body's muscles, bones, and internal organs.

Although this radiation can narrow the gap between musculoskeletal cells and make them denser, it will also cause some damage to the body, and the emission of this special fluctuation will quickly consume the energy of immune-assisted nanoparticles.

Therefore, Ye An only stopped radiating for five minutes, with his current physical fitness, five minutes is not long or short, it is the most appropriate.

Five minutes later, Ye An opened his eyes and exhaled a breath of turbidity, only to feel that his muscles and bones were full of strength.

The Constitution of the character in the attribute list on the retina has decreased by 0.05, but the Strength and Agility have increased by 0.1.

This efficiency is too high, it can improve the physical attribute of 0.2 at a time, and the 0.05 decline in physique is only due to physical damage caused by radiation, as long as you eat something good, make up for it, plus the repair of immune-assisted nanoparticles, this declining physique will soon rise up.

After the radiation, Ye An rested for a while, and then began to continue the battle with the level 3 monsters transformed from the T1000, while skillfully controlling the improved physical attributes.