If you can't see it, it's right!

Tribulation! Tribulation!

If it's smooth sailing, what kind of calamity is it?

Therefore, whether it is an immortal or a Buddha, all the tribulations prefer the 'unlucky ghost' persona.

After a thousand sails, you have to be consistent, even if you go 10,000 times, you will have different feelings.

And then from this feeling, extract human nature and summarize wisdom.

In this way, it is only because the happiness and achievements in this world are almost similar.

Suffering and misfortune are different.

Those who are born with different phases and suffer a lot, but are still innocent and kind, are nine times out of ten immortals who have gone through calamities.

Those who are reincarnated as overlords, who kill innocent beings at every turn, in the name of immortals, do whatever they want... There is a greater probability that it is the fetus of the demons.

The name of the immortal gods is not just the power they wield.

Those who have only strength and no virtue are not worthy of righteousness.

Looking at Zhang Anfeng, who was still confused, Yue Buqun sighed slightly in his heart.

He didn't hide after all.

A moment before descending to earth, in front of the cliffs of the two worlds of heaven and earth, a spiritual light was hidden in the color of chaos, quietly falling into his palm and integrating into his spiritual platform.

There are only two contents inside.

One of them is that Tiangang has thirty-six changes, the initial version of orthodoxy.

The second is the identity of the reincarnation of the Nether Realm.

No explanation, no task.

There was no need to ask Yue Buqun to do anything.

But Yue Buqun understood Zhang Tianshi's plan.

Because of this, Yue Buqun used his means to pull Zhang Anfeng into the spiritual illusion.

In Zhang Anfeng's view, everything he saw was real.

But in fact, he was just beaten by a brick in the process of 'fighting' with the yellow-haired cos youth.

Now he is lying in a hospital bed.

"I... Are these two options the only one? Zhang Anfeng asked a little depressed.

After all, neither option sounds very serious.

Cyber Cultivator··· Is it the kind of cyber cultivator that Daochang Zhang who 'soared' before?

You don't have to.

As for the Trick Cultivator, it doesn't sound like a good thing.

"Of course not, you can also choose to be an ordinary ordinary person." Yue Buqun said very openly.

Zhang Anfeng was speechless.

The opportunity is rare, he is not willing to be ordinary, how can he let it go?

Although everyone on the Internet is shouting that they are rotten and lying flat.

But it is a state of self-healing when there is no choice, only exploitation.

If you really meet a noble person who is willing to promote, 90% of the people who shout to lie flat will immediately be full of chicken blood and roll up wildly.

"That... Can you elaborate on the specifics? ”

"I'll make a choice." Zhang Anfeng said tangledly.

Yue Buqun shook his head: "No! ”

He will be a cyber cultivator and a trick cultivator, and he will choose Zhang Anfeng, which is actually to plant a spiritual seed for him.

These two paths basically belong to the only two paths that can be taken in this world.

It is also one of the basic game points that are about to be launched in this world.

The world has been polluted.

This is the reality that Yue Buqun immediately felt the moment he came to this world.

Even the power of the Divine Seal and the Heavenly Rune was suppressed by most of it.

As for the Heavenly Law Technique, at present, in this world, the power that can be displayed has also been suppressed by sixty percent.

It has become more powerful than ordinary spells.

This world does not seem to have opened the prison scars, but in fact, from a higher dimensional perspective, it is more difficult than the world that was invaded by the prison scars before.

Because a world that is completely polluted by an ominous god outside the territory, it has been completely glued together with the Huangpeng realm.

Two worlds that were originally unrelated are now merging and overlapping. This is the prelude to a new game between the ominous gods outside the territory and the heavenly court.

It's just that whether the Huangpeng Realm is compatible with the other side of the Strange World, or whether the Strange World is compatible with the Huangpeng Realm, depends on the subsequent development of the two worlds.

This is, of course, also an experiment.

It's just not the same as the 'experiment' of the deadlocked world.

The bigwigs of the Heavenly Court can't control the field infinitely.

Yue Buqun and Zhao Ling'er are equivalent to GMs with certain permissions.

But if the Huang Peng Realm falls to the downside, their authority will be greatly compressed.

If the final task fails.

Even if you escape back to Heaven, you will inevitably be fed and hanged.

Zhang Anfeng, who was reincarnated by Xujing, is indeed 'Guan Jian', but he is not the only one Guan Jian.

He was only the earliest to be exposed.

And Zhang Tianshi became a 'breakthrough' that allowed Yue Buqun to naturally learn some of the details.

Yue Buqun received the order, and the moment he listened to General Tang's advice, he was already in the game.

Many initiatives should be seen by those who have a heart.

Perhaps this is also the reason why Zhang Tianshi, when the heavens and the earth were chaotic, sent key clues and the thirty-six changes of Tiangang.

Exposing Zhang Anfeng's existence has two purposes.

First, it is natural to let Yue Buqun take care of Zhang Anfeng and guide him secretly.

The second is to let Yue Buqun understand that this is not the game of the Dragon and Tiger Dojo.

If the Dragon and Tiger Dojo really had a complete grasp of the situation, it would be unnecessary to expose Zhang Anfeng to Yue Buqun.

Zhang Anfeng experienced the calamity with peace of mind, Yue Buqun took Zhao Ling'er to make up for the sky with peace of mind, wouldn't it be better not to interfere with each other?

"There are bad people in the Dragon and Tiger Dojo!" Yue Buqun said in his heart.

Back to the present.

Two completely incompatible worlds are being forced to merge.

As a result, the original rules of both worlds are collapsing and destroying.

On the side of the Huangpeng Realm, there is a high probability that the main color is 'Cyber Cultivation Immortals', replacing the human body with utensils to filter out the impurities in the spiritual machine of heaven and earth.

If there is a 'lesion' in the object, it can be replaced.

The disadvantage is that it is highly dependent on external objects, and the advantage is that the probability of madness and demons is lower.

And the cultivation of immortals is to integrate into the rules of the world of tricks and take the initiative to become a part of them.

Turn yourself into a small battlefield.

It was a fuse that went crazy and died, turning into a monster.

is still walking a tightrope, maintaining reason, and finally seizing the opportunity to ascend in one fell swoop.

It depends on one's cultivation and creation.

At this moment, Zhang Anfeng is still hesitating, how to choose.

On the premise that Yue Buqun does not provide any clues.

He can only speculate on simple nouns.

"Strange things cultivate immortals, the name is unknown."

"But... I seem to be more excited about it. ”

Zhang Anfeng's thoughts were naturally captured by Yue Buqun.

It's a psychic vision.

Any fluctuations in his mind were under Yue Buqun's control.

"Looks like you've got a choice."

"In that case, listen to me."

"The rootless tree, the flowers are secluded, who is willing to rest if they are greedy for glory. Floating things, bitter sea boats, swinging and drifting are not free... ”

Yue Buqun began to fortify in the depths of Zhang Anfeng's heart.

It is Zhang Sanfeng's rootless tree that is taught.

Shun is ordinary, reverse cultivation immortals, where trees have no roots, there are thoughts.

The heart is like a dream, there are three thousand floating things, the side of high and low, not divided between near and far, looking at its comprehensiveness, gains and losses are like sleep.

If you keep the gains and losses, you will also keep the bottom line.

Trees have no roots, people have roots.

Even if it is an evil thing, there is still room for reversal.

With the recitation, Zhang Anfeng felt that the sound, the picture, everything was drifting farther and farther away.

The whole person seems to sink into the bottom of a quiet and comfortable lake.

The water is supple and the sun shines through the lake.

The silence was like a staircase, guiding him upward.

"Zhang Anfeng··· Zhang Anfeng···! The shouts came from afar.

Zhang Anfeng opened his eyelids with difficulty.

Then I saw a beam of light shining down.

The doctor in a white coat put away the small flashlight: "The patient has woken up, his pupils are bloodshot, continue to observe." ”

"After forty-eight hours, if there is no problem, you can be transferred to the general ward."

After that, the doctor walked out of the room.

He took out a piece of toilet cleaner from his bosom, like a pastry, and put it in his mouth to chew.

The expression on his face, which originally looked serious, suddenly became strange, and his stomach buzzed strangely.

Zhang Anfeng lay on the hospital bed and turned his head.

I saw the note left by Sister Wang of the company, as well as the fruits bought at the entrance of the hospital.

Zhang Anfeng was still a little confused.

I can't remember how I got to the hospital.

But after recalling it carefully, I remembered it.

The yellow-haired boy was beaten hard, picked up a brick, and gave him a blow to the head.

"Seems to be something..."

"That's not right! Why can't I remember? Zhang Anfeng felt a little thirsty and pressed the medical bell.

There were no lights on in the room, and the curtains were closed.

For a while, Zhang Anfeng couldn't tell the difference between day and night.

I just waited for a while, but I didn't wait for the nurse to come.

I could only grope my way up by myself, reluctantly poured some hot water, and sat on the hospital bed in a daze with hot water.

Outside the window, half of the glass was already flowing with bright red blood.

The doctor, who died on the upper floor, had a large hole in his chest.

Blood trickled down the walls.

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I don't know, you won't encounter such a situation.

There are many times when many people feel this way.

On a journey that is too familiar to be more familiar.

At a certain moment, you will suddenly enter a wonderful predicament, unable to find the right direction, and everything around you seems to become so strange, as if you have suddenly arrived in a strange world.

It's like a labyrinth that comes out of nowhere and then blocks in front of you.

Maybe you wake up suddenly, and you will feel as if you have followed the footsteps and walked out of that confusing place.

Although it has come out, the confusion will not necessarily be solved.

It is always entrenched in its heart, like the eyes of a poisonous snake, staring coldly, as if waiting for this next opportunity.

Perhaps someone will deliberately investigate with the probe and review the process.

But nothing will come of it in the end.

Zou Yan said goodbye to her cousin and aunt, walking alone on the dirt road in the countryside, occasionally whistling by the motorcycle, the dust always made her feel bored, from her own house to her aunt's house, this road has been walked many times, although it is not well known, but it is also very familiar.

Exposed to the scorching sun, he also led a big watermelon that his cousin had to come over.

Zou Yan, who was emaciated, was carrying a watermelon, but after walking more than ten meters, she was tired and sweating.

Turning his head, he happened to see a path that looked like a dense shadow of trees, and measured the direction, which was actually facing the location of her house.

"When did you get such a road here?" Zou Yan thought to herself.

Without hesitation, she immediately rushed quickly.

If you hesitate any longer, people will be roasted.

The path is narrow and pedestrian only.

At this time, the summer was hot, and there was no sound on the path except for the cries of some trees.

The rice fields in the distance also seem to be steaming up in the scorching sun.

The dazzling sunlight is unsettling to look at.

turned on the music on the phone, and then hummed softly, gradually getting louder and louder.

Anyway, it was a country road with no people, and there was no worry about accidents, and Zou Yan would sometimes close her eyes and raise her voice when she sang to the end, imagining that she was already standing on a gorgeous stage.

There is no one around, there is no shyness and scruples, and her singing voice is exceptionally crisp and pleasant.

There is no professional skill though.

But there is no doubt that singing itself is more about talent.

No amount of skill can really make up for the lack of talent.

On the contrary, people with outstanding talents, even if they use a big white voice, can still have excellent infectious power.

This thing's excessive pursuit of so-called professionalism is actually a bunch of old guys, occupying a position and playing hooligans.

Accompanied by the singing, the steps gradually became lighter, and occasionally glanced up.

Zou Yan judged that there were about ten minutes along the trail, and he should be able to get out of the ridge.

Then just take the No. 13 bus for two stops and you can return to the city and get off near your doorstep.

It's just that I don't know if it's hot and dizzy.

In a trance, vaguely... There seemed to be a shadow of a tall building ahead.

Zou Yan hesitated a little, in her memory, this high-rise building should not have existed, could it be a new one recently?

However, building a group of high-rise buildings on a flat land in such a wilderness seems to have an indescribable sense of disobedience.

Even if it is a large-scale development in the past ten years, it will not be developed to such a remote place!

This is only a small county town, and the development potential is very limited.

What's more, it is still attached to a small county town and a more remote rural area.

Erasing the doubts in her heart, Zou Yan walked along the barren ridge towards the group of buildings, no matter what, such a large group of buildings, there should be a bus stop, and Zou Yan is still happy to be able to walk less.

The outside of the building seems to be very quiet, there are not even vehicles coming and going, faintly in front of you, it seems to be a layer of fog, and no matter how carefully you stare at it, there is nothing.

Walking into the buildings, the flow of people gradually became lively.

It was obviously a hot summer, but the endless crowd on the street seemed very lively, and there was such a lively downtown in the building group, which Zou Yan did not expect.

Looking at the signboards of the surrounding shops, Zou Yan always had a sense of hesitation.

"Zhongshi People's Pharmacy, Zhongshi Dried Fruit Shop, Zhongshi Renwang Supermarket, Zhongshi Shopping Center..."

It's all Zhongshi!

But what exactly is Bell City?

In Zou Yan's memory, there is no such place as Zhong City.

Is it lost?

Turning off the music on her phone, Zou Yan dialed her father's phone.

"Hey! Father! ”

"Yan'er! What's the matter? "There was a snorting sound on the other end of the phone~~, obviously my father was cooking, which was one of my father's hobbies.

"Dad! I've just left my aunt's house and I'm about to go home! ”

"That's good! Hurry up, you can't fight, your mother and I will wait for you to have lunch! ”

"Dad! I want to ask, isn't my aunt's house in Qingzhen! Is there a place for a bell market near Naqing Town? ”

"Bell City? Haven't heard of it! Wait, I'll ask your mom! ”

"Yan'er,! Do you know this place in Bell City? Father shouted at the top of his voice.

Zou Yan's mother, who was watching TV, said without looking back: "Zhong Shi? I haven't heard of it. ”

Whew!

Whew!

This time it's a real blind tone.

The phone was jammed with the signal.

Hang up directly.

And Zou Yan became anxious.

Subconsciously walked to the small shop on the side of the road first, intending to ask for directions first.

But the store, which seemed to be in front of you, couldn't get past it.

Gradually, the scene in front of me, like a time-lapse photo, began to change rapidly.

The reassuring noise around him has gradually faded away.

Zou Yan panicked even more.

The watermelon in your hand is loosened.

The whole person quickened his pace and began to run.

Run!

Hurry up and run!

There seemed to be a voice urging in her heart.

"Little girl! You sing so nicely. A voice, like an intermittent breath, like the licking of a poisonous snake, sounded in Zou Yan's ears.

Zou Yan let out a piercing scream.

Accompanied by her screams.

All the buildings and shops were burning and dissipating like ashes.

And in the shadow of this ash.

A huge figure, overlooking the entire city burning in ashes.

Like a giant, playing with the crystal ball in his hand.

I wish you all a happy Chinese Valentine's Day!

(End of chapter)