What do you say, does it actually matter?
unimportant!
What's important is the feeling of being noticed and the experience of being admired.
Zhao Lie was a great monk in the Lingtai realm. He had basically experienced everything in his life, but it was his first time to be worshiped and give lectures.
So out of some sudden curiosity, he didn't refuse.
He stood up and said a few words.
So Feng Linwen applauded even more enthusiastically, and at the same time stirred up the atmosphere, causing the people around him to join in the booing.
The existence of the Abyss of Sinners is equivalent to a closed and boring place.
This seems to be in line with another big move of the legendary organization?
Well...it doesn't matter what the means are, what matters is the results.
Under Feng Linwen's tricks, these smart people gradually became addicted to the illusory world they had spun.
A famous nymphomaniac who was more than a hundred years ago put down his bold words during a lecture, and just went out to play with all the female disciples in Fushan Holy Land, using all the unbelievable postures. , for training. Finally, there will be an unmasked conference, and all these female cultivators, who were originally superior, will be sold to others as slaves.
There is also the King of Thieves from decades ago, who has always been thinking about the Qijue Ming Jade Xiao, the inherited treasure of the Holy Land Jade Xiao Feng, pointing to the sky and the earth, saying that he will definitely avenge his shame and get the Jade Xiao.
The so-called lecture gradually turned into a mutual dream.
Everyone's 'dreams' come together and weave into a beautiful dream for everyone to indulge in.
It's not that they are not smart enough, but that they are reluctant to leave.
In the gloomiest life, having such a dream will always make life more colorful.
Feng Linwen had been injecting chicken blood for three to five days, and the entire team was still expanding. At the same time, a demonic atmosphere was also spreading.
Even Cang Zhuzi was a little 'poisoned' and began to fall into this rhythm of mutual dreaming.
Of course...it's not like there are no sober people.
Sneakily, a little old man grabbed Feng Linyi's sleeve and gave him a weird smile.
"Young man! What a great trick! If our Heart Demon Sect hadn't been wiped out, I would have accepted you as a disciple and taught you all the great techniques of our Heart Demon Sect." The little old man squinted his eyes and whispered to Feng Feng Lin Ming said.
Feng Linwen squinted and said, "It's not too late!"
"If you are willing to teach, what if I become your disciple of the Heart Demon Sect?"
The little old man laughed dryly and did not answer the question. It was obvious that he was just having fun and had no intention of passing on the skills or teachings.
"Although what you are doing is a bit interesting. But you are not afraid of being exposed and having so many people smash you to pieces?" the little old man asked in a low voice, with a hint of threat.
Feng Linwen straightened his back and said, "I, Murong Cheng, am upright, sit upright, and never lie. What are I afraid of?"
"But I heard... you were thrown in because you faked your identity. Your name, Murong Cheng, must be fake!" The little old man exposed it mercilessly.
Feng Linwen quietly pulled the little old man away from the crowd, and then continued: "Old Gao! You are a smart man, and I won't lie to you. This brother of mine is indeed the reincarnation of the ancestor of Fushan, but... ·I don’t know if he has a way to leave in his mind.”
"But... this is still a hope, isn't it?"
"Actually, you guys don't necessarily all understand. It's just that in a ghost place like this, hope itself is the most rare thing."
Hearing this, the little old man was silent for a moment, and then nodded: "What you said is not bad, but...is there really nothing you can do?"
When speaking, it is inevitable that there is reluctance.
"It's not that there is no way! Besides... a very great and strong man once said, 'There is no road in the world, but when there are more people walking, it becomes a road.' In the past, everyone was scattered, but now we are gathered together, gathered , under the common ideal, we have become family and friends. We can share our knowledge, abilities and insights. I believe we will always find a way to leave." Feng Linwen stretched out a thumb and put it in front of his chest , a very artificial grin.
"You want everyone to brainstorm ideas? Or even use your own special skills to discuss the details together?" the little old man asked with a sneer.
There are some things that cannot be revealed even if one's life is lost.
This little guy in front of me, who doesn’t know the heights of heaven and earth, actually wants to share it with everyone... If this is not a dream, what is it?
Feng Linwen didn't refute, just patted the little old man on the shoulder, and then walked back to the crowd.
A few days later, when the dreams that were originally paralyzing each other and weaving together began to shrink in the absence of any progress in reality.
Feng Linwen stood up again and said: "Everyone! We are all powerful men who once were powerful. Although we have fallen to this, we should not lose our dignity. It is reasonable to count on my brother, but we ourselves cannot Give up ourselves.”
"I decided...to contribute a magical skill passed down from my ancestors. I once got some inspiration from this magical skill, which may help us get out of trouble. But now we need to brainstorm and discuss the details together."
Feng Linwen's decision was sudden and very explosive.
He chose the right moment.
We are at a point where many people have had their dreams shattered and are almost on the verge of stepping into reality.
And he also took the lead in setting an example.
He really passed down a method called "Nine Yin True Dragon Chapter".
The name of this method is not bad, but it is actually a special method learned based on earthworms, which is a kind of escape technique.
Of course, Feng Linwen couldn't practice by himself.
As Feng Linwen passed down the method, many people started practicing with the attitude of giving it a try.
Looking at the people practicing enthusiastically, Feng Linfeng smiled very sincerely.
The little old man who had talked to Feng Linyi before looked at Feng Linyi in confusion, wondering why Feng Linyi did this.
The little old man's doubts did not last long.
After waiting for a few more days, he discovered that some people had begun to contribute their own unique secret techniques and methods sporadically. Although it was not core yet, it was already shocking enough.
The little old man approached Feng Linmo again and asked Feng Linmo why this happened.
Feng Linwen did not shirk or fool, but told the truth.
"The Nine-Yin True Dragon Chapter is itself a very powerful escape technique. But even it cannot penetrate the Sinner's Abyss and break the blockade."
"Then they...?" The doubts in the little old man's eyes were even stronger.
"But practicing the Nine-Yin True Dragon Chapter will have a small sequelae. That is...it is obviously just an earthworm, but it mistakenly thinks that it is a true dragon. This escape technique is good, but sometimes it makes people mistakenly think that they can Break through everything and escape everything. After they practice my Nine-Yin True Dragon Chapter, they will feel that they are only one step away from getting out of trouble."
"Do you know the feeling of being one step away? It makes you feel itchy, but you can't get what you want...!"
"It's as if your favorite woman is lying on the bed in front of you, but for some reason you can't get hard!"
