When it comes to the people on the other side of the icy wasteland, Hua Jianci looked solemn, "Do you know what's going on over there?"
"Not sure." After entering the world of Datian, for some reason, the Treasure Mirror of the Heavens failed. She could not contact Yu Sheng. She only knew that during the last contact half a year ago, Yu Sheng mentioned that Jing Yao had discovered Da Ling. Vein, if this great spiritual vein is exposed, he will definitely be guilty of having a jade.
Zhan Changfeng's eyes were cold, but his voice was clear and calm, "If we can go back safely this time, let's build the country."
The founding of a country is not as simple as being crowned a marquis. Hua Jianci has never been quite sure where Zhan Changfeng’s confidence comes from, “With the icy wasteland?”
"Xiao Lijie."
"Um?"
Zhan Changfeng looked at her confused and smiled, "You don't think that when I said borrowing luck before, I was lending you my own luck. What I want to lend you is destiny. Luck is with me."
"What did you do to Xiaolijie? When did Tianyun come to you?" She knew that she was born as a prince of China. Didn't she flee her country and practice Taoism when she was young?
Zhan Changfeng smiled deeply and joked, "What have I done? Naturally, it's because I care about the world. I help the world and save the people. I move the world and move the world, and I am favored by everyone in the world."
Hua Jianci was surprised, "I don't think you are shameless."
Because the matter of Xiaoli Realm had not been settled yet, she had not mentioned it to the people of the Day Clan before. Now that the materials for building the teleportation array were almost gathered, she felt a little sure and said to Huajian, "Zangyun Stream is It was flooded, but China is all my people. When I left many years ago, I left a totem behind. It is no problem to raise an army of hell. If my country is built, I think it will have Tao as its bones and hundreds of works. As an assistant, the law governs the world, and hell hangs in the heart."
Hua Jianci turned pale as she listened, and interrupted her, "That's enough, stop talking."
Zhan Changfeng looked at her slightly suspiciously, but as expected he stopped talking.
"No," she had a headache and couldn't figure out where the sudden panic came from. She was too mentally exhausted today and her mind was at a loss. She wanted to carefully calculate the feeling just now, but she couldn't figure out anything.
"Be careful." She rubbed her brows tiredly, "In a few days, when I recover, I can use your luck to count again."
"Don't be too obsessed with the future." Zhan Changfeng said thoughtfully, soothingly.
The next day, there were suddenly more tasks at Ming Yu Zhenjun's place, and the camp was deserted again. There were only monks who accepted and handed in tasks, coming and going with few stops.
Except for Hua Jianci, who stayed to rest, the members of the Hanshan team were all busy, each with one task in their hands and two in their arms.
For ten days, the battle between the evil slayers and the evil spirits became more and more intense, and finally a large-scale battle was ushered in.
The evil spirits came out in full force, covering the Black Wind Valley a hundred miles away from Linya Mountain, the base camp, and all the evil slayers gathered in the camp.
How many low-level evil spirits have come, how many high-level evil spirits have come, Mingyu Zhenjun's heart beats when he hears the numbers. Compared with tens of thousands of evil spirits, the number of evil slayers is really limited, and he can't get them all here. With a thousand people, I only hope that those true monarchs with great inheritance and high moral practice can defeat a hundred, one against a thousand, and block the offensive.
Mingyu Zhenjun encouraged the Zhenjun who had been summoned to the tent urgently, and his eyes were especially warm on the top monks Yu Wuming, Qin Wuyi, Xuancheng, Feiying, and Zhan Changfeng. , "We have a small number of people, but we have abundant supplies. We can use wound medicine and recovery pills at will, and doctors are always on call."
"Farewell, don't get hurt if you can." Fei Ying played with a strand of black hair on her chest and winked at Zhan Changfeng, "The evil spirit has evil spirits all over its body, and it is difficult to remove them if they are injured by evil spirits. It’s difficult to recover, and it can easily affect your mind, don’t you think so, fellow Taoist Linyao?”
Zhan Changfeng always felt that this person was up to something, so he tried his best to say, "It is also very dangerous to fall into illusions, and it is easy to be planted with inner demons and evil thoughts."
This is also a reminder to her. After all, the evil spirit that wandered to nowhere has not been found yet.
Feiying didn't pay attention to this, and said in surprise, "How do you know that I am under an illusion?"
"Physician by profession." Zhan Changfeng was serious and not guilty at all.
Zhao Changge and Shen Tufei had already seen her "medical skills" and were not surprised at all. Others were surprised when they heard this. Their deepest impression of her was the Hell Eye. People with Hell Eyes usually give people the feeling of being alone. He is fierce and can't compare to a doctor who can help the world by hanging his pot.
However, Feiying found a reason for her to help her that night, raised her lips and smiled, "No wonder he is so gentle and considerate, unlike some people."
This time Zhao Changge and Shen Tufei were also silent. No, for someone who can still call her normal when she sees a patient dying in pain in front of her, I can only say that she has a normal heart and treats those around her impartially. Everything, even if she is gentle and considerate, will not be imposed on one person. From this perspective, she is indeed like a Hell Eye, a Hell Eye that is biased towards the way of heaven.
But Yu Wuming teased, "Which certain person?"
His eyes were turned to Qin Wuyi aside. Qin Wuyi was so cold and flamboyant. There was always a hint of sarcasm in the corner of his mouth, but he was in a world of his own and would not be intrusive to others, as if she should be like this.
However, she has a characteristic that she can't remember people. It's hard to say whether she didn't remember or forgot. Anyway, Feiying provoked her again and again, but she only left the impression of a passerby. Feiying was so angry that she wished she could do it every day. It's hard for her to find happiness.
At this moment, Qin Wuyi's eyes moved, the corners of his lips turned up, and he uttered an unknown "ha".
Mingyu Zhenjun did not notice the undercurrent underneath, and solemnly ordered, "Yes, yes, Taoist Feiying told me last time that there is a high-level evil spirit among the evil spirits, whose strength is close to that of Tianjun, and her illusion skills are particularly strong. She also You’ve been hit, so you all have to be careful.”
The expressions of some people who were familiar with Fei Ying changed. Fei Ying herself was a magician, and she could be tricked, so she had to be careful.
When it came to business, Feiying glanced at Zhan Changfeng again, "I was shocked to realize after I got away that the illusory formation was not for killing people, but for inducing delusions and cultivating inner demons, and it was so secretive that it was difficult for me to realize it at the moment. So if you accidentally enter the illusion, it’s not enough to just escape as soon as possible. You must closely monitor yourself afterwards. If you have thoughts that you don’t usually come up with or do things you don’t do often, you have to pay attention to it.”
"How do you say that?" Yu Wuming asked strangely, "If you have any abnormalities, you should be able to detect them very quickly, right?"
"Moisturize things silently, do you understand? The technique is quite clever. Over a long period of time, it will slowly amplify the small ideas you occasionally have."
She usually lives a too tight life. Sometimes she complains, "I wish I could have raised flowers and plants in the sect", or she misses the leisurely pastoral life of her childhood. As a result, in that fantasy world, she returns to her childhood.
Do you think she would be deceived by illusion? No, she clearly knew that she was in an illusion, and she laughed at how crude the illusion was. Then, in order to find a breakthrough and cope with possible surprise attacks, she wandered around in the illusion to her death, enjoying it by the way. He abandoned the farming life of farmers and escaped self-righteously.
Two days later, I returned to the camp and cleared my mind under Zhan Changfeng's soul-soaking stone. Then I slowly recalled what happened in the past few days, and then I realized that I had thought about returning to the sect twenty-five times. Two times of boredom, two times of unprovoked anger.
If these emotions that suit her own thoughts become more frequent, she might one day really leave the world of heaven and live in seclusion. Worse, if she feels that the road is boring, she might as well die, or depreciate herself as a mortal and embrace The world of mortals is gone.
This was not a wild thought, but her estimation of the matter. She knew how terrifying it would be for a monk to have delusions once he was aroused. Just like if he did not restrain himself from squeezing an ant to death, he might kill one person, thousands, or tens of millions of people in the future, and she would still take it for granted.
