Feng Linwen's original plan A was to simply kill!
Kill those who are the best in the world, who stand at the forefront of the storm, and who are at the peak of power.
In this way, it caused the reaction of the whole world, and then successfully stimulated the will of God to catch it in one fell swoop with the catching net.
But it is obvious that the will of God in this world is even more unbearable than Feng Linyi originally imagined.
It is like a retard in the providence of God, with only some slow-reacting instincts, and these instincts are not very sensitive.
There were a few more strands of God's will in the catching net, and Feng Linhui had already pulled out a strand and threw it into the Qi-swallowing gourd that was refined into the Dantian.
At the same time, he swallowed a Qi-Strengthening Pill to enhance the cohesion and strength of the Qi.
The original calculation was to practice a method of forcibly exploding Qi to temporarily increase the intensity of Qi. However, I recalculated later and realized that it would be too troublesome at first... I have to filter the targets and then use the vest to embody the exercises. Secondly, it is too harmful to the body. The true energy may be developed through training, but the foundation of the physical body will have loopholes due to excessive development of potential. Making up for the shortfall in the future is also a big problem.
It happened that Feng Linhui had just completed two small goals and was currently not short of energy points.
Therefore, the infuriating part can be solved by taking drugs.
True energy and a ray of heavenly will erode and merged with each other in the air-swallowing gourd.
But Feng Linwen was thinking about how to execute his plan B.
The so-called plan B is Feng Lin's plan to create a god.
Providence is slow, weak in response, and has almost no sense of presence.
What should you do if you encounter this situation?
There is no need for Feng Linyi to try it himself, there are many typical cases that can be found online.
One of the most famous tricks is to create gods.
There are always some people who can suppress an era and make the whole world dim for many years. Except for them, the rest is dim.
This kind of person is like a son of destiny, an agent of God's will in the world.
The providence of the world in front of us is so confusing that it is naturally impossible for it to spontaneously give birth to such a child of destiny.
But Feng Linwen, he could create it artificially behind the scenes.
He wants to create a martial arts myth and create an absolute legend.
In this way, God's will will automatically return to the person chosen by Feng Linyi and accompany him.
When God's will appears, Feng Linmo can capture it with a boundary net, and it will be successful.
What?
Why doesn't Feng Linwen do it himself and make this martial arts myth by himself?
Wouldn't that be simpler?
That's of course because Feng Linwen is a gangster.
Even the most thoughtless idiot, as long as it has life, will run away when it encounters danger.
Although Feng Linyi has a shuttle to cover up his information, once God's will comes to him, he will feel that something is wrong with him and automatically move away.
By then, even if the net catches some of God's will by luck, it won't be enough.
Therefore, Feng Linmo must find a native and let this native become entangled with God's will, and even infect each other.
In the end, they are tied together and can even form a state of harmony between man and nature in a short period of time.
At that time... it was the best time for Feng Linwen to take action.
"Create a god! Create a god! A martial arts myth... is not that easy to create!" Feng Linyi frowned.
An ordinary martial arts master...even a martial arts leader like the real Yang Xiaoyun, with Feng Lin's current ability, it is not difficult to find a slightly qualified target.
Magic skills, elixirs, adventures...it's not difficult to give whatever you want.
But to surpass a generation and achieve martial arts myths, it is not just a matter of chance encounters and opportunities, one's own quality is also crucial.
It's like, in Master Jin's martial arts system, the protagonists of that generation, some have luck, some have opportunities, some have qualifications, and some have everything.
But there are only two or three that can be called martial arts myths.
Boom, boom, boom!
There was a knock on the door.
Situ Huiyun walked in with a bowl of lotus seed soup.
Feng Linyi glanced at the bowl of lotus seed soup in her hand. From the smell, he knew that it contained at least a dozen kinds of poisons.
These poisons are mixed together, and as long as they are eaten into the stomach, there will be no cure.
Instead of getting angry, Feng Linhu looked at Situ Huiyun in surprise, thought for a while and then said: "You really want to anger me and let me kill you?"
Situ Huiyun didn't show any surprise at being exposed and put the lotus seed soup on the table.
Then he said coldly: "Now the Tatars are about to retreat, and the Daqing Dynasty has ceased to exist in name only. This little girl has no talent or virtue, and it will be difficult for her to take on important responsibilities. She has been living for many days, and she has long been unable to face anyone. I will die in your hands. , it can be regarded as a worthy death.”
Feng Linmo could understand Situ Huiyun's pain.
Her husband's betrayal, as well as her own betrayal, left her with a deep sense of guilt and disgust towards herself.
Before, there was pressure and responsibility from the Tatars, so she was able to support it.
Now that the Tatars have retreated, then she has no responsibility. If the responsibility is gone, she can no longer find the goal of survival.
But... deep down in her heart, she still longs to continue living.
Otherwise, she would just find a deserted place to wipe her neck, instead of holding a bowl of lotus seed soup that was deliberately shown to be highly poisonous to anger Feng Linyi.
"I won't let you die, you are still useful to me. If you die, then I will use your two daughters to pay off the debt." Feng Linwen said unceremoniously, playing the villain role to the fullest.
"I don't allow you to touch them." Situ Huiyun turned around and stared at Feng Linhu fiercely, almost crushing his teeth.
Feng Linwen waved his hand and stood up: "Then be obedient and don't always think about teasing me. Now, I want you to do something for me."
"What's the matter?" Situ Huiyun asked.
"The Tatars will come back sooner or later, and the Central Plains will not be able to win or lose for a while. Even if a new dynasty appears... it will not be able to form a force in a short period of time to fight against the Tatars who will come back in the future. Therefore, I want to establish a sect in Yangcheng and teach others all the secrets I know so as to preserve some vitality for the Central Plains." Feng Linhuan said impassionedly.
A trace of confusion flashed in Situ Huiyun's beautiful eyes.
Once upon a time, Yang Xiaoyun seemed to have had the same boldness.
However, after knowing each other for many years, she saw clearly that it was just a disguise.
So, what about the person in front of you?
He pretends to be so similar to her husband, so are his words just another disguise?
"Do you also have aspirations for the world?" Situ Huiyun asked.
"No! The world is like dust to me, not worth mentioning." Feng Linwen said decisively.
His gaze became more and more profound.
He doesn't care about the world, but he doesn't want the world to be stable either.
In troubled times, heroes and heroes emerge.
In this chaotic world driven by his own hand, he left a peaceful and peaceful paradise, a place where he could truly learn his skills and gain opportunities. Those who are truly capable, ambitious, destined, and qualified will unconsciously rush towards him driven by the current of the times.
At that time, he can arbitrarily select his preferred target among many outstanding people.
