"Brother? Elder brother? ”

At dinner, Wang Yan was always absent-minded, and Wang Yuan called him twice before he reacted.

"Huh? What's wrong? ”

"Are you okay, what do you think you're preoccupied?"

Wang Yuan saw that his brother didn't seem to be right, as if he had something on his mind.

"Nothing...... It's just a little uncomfortable. ”

Wang Yan settled down and said casually.

He was still thinking about the day.

"The principal actually found someone from the military department, and this is planning to send me to prison......"

He was a little panicked, and he didn't know what the principal was doing.

He is just a seventeen-year-old weak high school student who is afraid of school violence, and he was bullied, so he finally had to fight back and injured several school bullies.

It's not so troublesome that even the military department comes forward, right?

"No, I have to hide at home for a few days......"

Wang Yan planned to excuse himself from illness and take leave to hide at home for a few days.

In the past two hundred years, under the severe situation of the invasion of foreign beasts, the laws of Great Xia have also been revised more, in order to be able to concentrate more forces against foreign beasts and avoid internal friction, private fighting is strictly prohibited within Great Xia, and the punishment for those who rely on force to do evil is extremely severe.

You have the strength to use on the battlefield and on alien beasts.

But if you rely on your own strength to bully your fellow people.

The Great Xia Military Department has adopted a zero-tolerance attitude towards this.

It is precisely because of this that even if Wang Yan was the one who was forced to fight back, after all, he injured several people.

Now that even the military department has come forward, he is also a little uncertain in his heart, and he doesn't know whether the person from the military department came with good intentions or malicious intentions.

Wang Yan just made up a reason casually, but his parents were interested when they heard it.

Dad stopped his chopsticks: "Uncomfortable? Is it serious and does I need to go to the hospital? ”

"It's okay, I'll just rest at home for a few days."

"If you feel that you have a physical problem, don't resist it, you will have to take the college entrance examination soon, if your physical problems affect the performance of the college entrance examination, it will be a lifetime thing."

My mother was worried: "Is it really okay?" Do you need Mom to buy you some medicine and come back? ”

"Mom, it's really fine, just rest assured."

Wang Yan smiled and said, "I'll rest at home for two days, don't worry." ”

Late at night.

Call!

Call!

In the dimly lit bedroom, there are air currents that are invisible to the naked eye.

The faint sound of the wind weaves through the bedroom.

Wang Ember sat cross-legged on the bed, as his chest rose and fell, the wind fluttered, like small arrows shot out of his nose with his breath and breath, rushing through the bedroom.

Between exhaling and inhaling, Wang Yan's body seemed to gradually become hot, and the qi line in his body followed his breathing, like a spirit snake, speeding through his body, and soon circulated in his body for a week, and then continued to pass through.

The faint moonlight spilled in from the window and fell on Wang Yan's side face, faintly lining Wang Yan's ethereal feeling.

His temperament seemed to be undergoing some very small, but perceptible change.

It is like a piece of jade fished out of the mud, which is gradually being washed away from the dirt all over its body, revealing its lustrous jade body.

The sound of breathing gradually subsided, Wang Shen slowly opened his eyes, and the room returned to calm.

"This clear light asks the mind, blowing so mysteriously, what points directly to the self, seeing through the source...... Why don't you feel anything when you practice? ”

He muttered to himself, somewhat puzzled.

For several days, the zombies he had killed in his dreams had been exploring their memories, and Wang Ember had found a common denominator.

That is, when they were alive, they all seemed to come from an organization called "Mingguang Temple".

As members of this organization, they all have this supernatural method called "Mingguang Mind Questioning Technique".

This seems to be the source of the so-called qi sensation in their bodies.

It's just that Wang Yan practiced for a while according to the method of Mingguang Asking the Heart.

However, he did not notice much change in the qi sensation in his body.

"Maybe I'm too eager for quick success...... After all, it's only been a moment of cultivation, how can the effect be apparent so quickly......

Wang Yan thought so.

These members of the Mingguang Temple seem to have a common mission.

It's just that this group of members of the Mingguang Temple turned into zombies after death, and their memories are too fragmented.

Wang Yan still hasn't figured out what kind of world that dream world is, and what kind of organization this Mingguang Temple is.

What is their mission?

"The qi in my body is running, and my body seems to be changing......"

I don't know if it's an illusion, when the qi line in his body is rushing, Wang Yan feels that the muscles of his whole body seem to be trembling slightly, and the cells in his body seem to be jubilant, as if the barren land has received nutrients.

This is not the effect of the 'Bright Light Asking the Heart Technique', but the strange effect that naturally arises between the galloping qi lines in this body.

"Could it be...... Can this mysterious sense of qi still play a role in nourishing the body? ”

recalled that under the effect of this mysterious aura, his combat power value soared, even exceeding the standard of qi and blood value.

Wang Yan guessed.

Perhaps, with the gradual growth of this qi feeling in his body, under the nourishment of this qi sense, his qi and blood value will also rise again.

Looking at the time, the hour hand of the bedside alarm clock was slowly pointing to the position of twelve o'clock.

"It's time to enter the dream space and explore again......"

After cleaning up, Wang Yan lay on the bed and slowly closed his eyes.

After having the dream space, Wang Yan finally felt how nourishing the lives of those geniuses were.

Before the appearance of the dream space, Wang Yan would exercise until late at night every day, and when others were sleeping, he was still exercising, but his qi and blood values were still far behind others.

And now, with the dream space, even if Wang Yan is no longer working so hard, as long as he sleeps, his qi and blood value will also increase rapidly.

I can improve even when I sleep, what do you compare to me?

In the past, he tried his best to squeeze his sleep time to exercise hard, but he gained nothing.

Now, even if he sleeps openly every day, his qi and blood value can increase by leaps and bounds.

In contrast, while Wang Yan felt comfortable in his heart, he also realized for the first time that this world that had entered the martial arts era was so cruel.

If you don't have enough talent, even if you put in a thousand times the effort, you can only stand out from everyone after all.

The cruelty is even greater than in previous lives.

……

In the dream space.

The gray mist was heavy, and the dead silence was as good as ever.

Boom!

The dull sound of a blow came from a certain direction in the gray fog, and in the gray fog, in a certain direction, a slender figure appeared.

Wang Ember was holding a zombie that had lost his mobility, his blackened and rotten neck was twisted and broken, and he was already motionless.

Bang la blah.

The zombie suddenly scattered into black sand in Wang Ash's hands, slipped from Wang Ash's hands, and a familiar black line rushed into Wang Ash's body, and immediately the broken memories continued to flicker in front of Wang Ash's eyes.

Wang Shen slowly closed his eyes, carefully absorbing the memories of the zombie before his death, and after a moment, his eyes opened again.

"Mingguang Temple...... It's the Myeongkoden again. ”

This is another zombie with a sense of qi before his death, and like the zombies with a sense of qi before, he also belongs to the organization called "Mingguang Temple".

Wang Ember originally thought that the wasteland-like area he was in in the gray fog was the location of the so-called Mingguang Temple's organization. That's why there are so many zombies from the Mingguang Temple.

However, from the memory of the zombie Fang Cai, Wang Yan knew that this was not the case.

The memory of this zombie is much more complete than that of the previous zombies, and Wang Shen has combed through a lot of information from it.

"Thousand Suns Sect...... Duan Tianhe ......"

Not surprisingly, in the memory of this zombie, it seems that he is also carrying some kind of mission to appear in this area.

As for this kind of mission, Wang Yan still can't explore it clearly, but he has only gotten a few keywords from it.

Qianyang Sect, Duan Tianhe.

"Thousand Suns Sect...... I have only seen this kind of name in the Xianxia novels of my previous life...... This gray fog world can't be a fairy world, right? ”

Wang Yan was suspicious.

Combined with the mysterious "Qi Sense", the very simple but bizarre move "One Phantom Hand", which can entice people's minds, and the so-called "Bright Light Asking Mind Technique" that can go straight to the source, the more Wang Yan thinks about it, the more he thinks it is possible.

That section of Tianhe seemed to be a very important figure within the Thousand Yang Sect. The mission of this group of zombies before their death seemed to be to find this person named Duan Tianhe.

In addition, in the memory of this zombie, there is a sentence that is like an imprint, deep in it.

This is not the first time Wang Yan has heard this sentence.

"This world is terminally ill."

In the past few days, these zombies belonging to the Mingguang Temple have been killed, and in the memory of almost every zombie, Wang Yan can hear this sentence.

"Terminally ill...... What does this mean exactly? ”

Wang Yan was a little puzzled, he had only heard of terminally ill to describe people, and it was the first time he had heard someone use this word to describe a world.

Could it be that this gray mist world is sick?

Is it because of illness that the world has become like this, with gray fog, obscuring the sky and the sun, and not having any life?

Will the people who originally lived in this world become such zombies?

"Maybe the answer to everything, I can only find it when I go to the Thousand Yang Sect."

Wang Yan stepped into the gray mist again: "Find the Thousand Yang Sect, find the person named Duan Tianhe, maybe these doubts of mine will have answers." ”

The gray mist obscured the sky and the sun, and in this gray fog that filled the sky and the earth, he couldn't tell the direction, let alone know where the Thousand Yang Sect was.

Among the shattered memories of those zombies, there was only a half-claw about the Thousand Yang Sect, and they couldn't piece together a complete route to the Thousand Yang Sect.

"Absorb some more memories of the zombies, and I will be able to find the route to the Thousand Suns Sect......"

A low whisper of self-muttering drifted through the gray mist.