"As for this dragon trying its best to come here, language experts have already analyzed some clues from the dragon's roar."
Qin Fengshan hesitated for a moment.
The decision is not to hide it.
"Dragon language is mixed with many angry tones, and it doesn't mean much. However, from the analysis of the alien language and dragon language that I have been exposed to over the past year, it can be judged that the red dragon mentioned a person named [Void Child] It seems that a thief stole its treasure while it was sleeping and escaped into our world. It then chased after it, but got stuck in the crack..."
This is an unforeseen disaster.
Qin Fengshan smiled bitterly and shook his head...
Zhang Kun was slightly shocked.
Void boy?
The gate to the void?
Could this thing have something to do with me?
The green-skinned monster that the pen directly stabbed to death didn't seem to be any different, but why did it get the attribute bar and the void door that could be opened from it.
'The origin of this thing is a mystery. It's hard to ask anyone, let alone the red dragon. It has to be hidden even more secretly. '
Zhang Kun turned around slightly and stopped thinking about it.
A weak, uncertain call was heard in my ears.
"Zhang Kun..."
He looked back and saw his deskmate Chen Jing, covered in dust, standing in the open space with several little girls dragging large and small bags. There were several middle-aged men and women beside them, all of whom looked over with panic. .
"Monitor!"
Zhang Kun was slightly stunned, and looked at himself again. This uniform was obtained by Cheng Yaonan for emergency use after the previous fleshy clothes were burned by dragon flames.
"It's really you. I thought I saw it wrong just now. You didn't come to the air-raid shelter before, and I was already worried to death."
Chen Jing was so happy that she almost jumped up, "I heard from the principal that we are going to suspend classes, and the next exam may go to Mingyue City. Zhang Kun, you have to hurry up. Where are Auntie, the others, and Yuanyuan? Why didn't you see it? It’s no longer safe here, we need to get a ride as soon as possible.”
"Yes, yes. If it's later, there won't be any buses. We've been waiting for half an hour. It's hard to squeeze in."
A little girl next to her who looked very similar to Chen Jing squeezed her head over and was pulled back by a middle-aged woman next to her.
"Zhang Kun, is this your classmate?" Qin Fengshan walked over with a smile, "The car is still there, don't worry. The danger has passed, everyone can evacuate, and we can meet in Mingyue City then. Zhang Kun has already He has been hired as a special consultant by our Qinglong Southern Ninth Guards, and he will stay in Jiangcheng for a while, so you don’t have to worry, little classmate.”
After saying a few words, Qin Fengshan waved, and a car drove over.
The dark car came to a stop, and a young man in uniform hurried out and saluted: "Sir!"
"Send them safely to Mingyue City and place them well. If there is any trouble, they will be taken care of."
"yes."
Chen Jing's expression changed, and she glanced at Zhang Kun hesitantly, but did not move her feet.
"Go ahead. It's getting harder and harder to wait for the car behind you. You may have to wait until the return trip. It's safer to go there earlier."
Zhang Kun nodded, took Chen Jing's salute, and carried her to the car, "If anything happens, just ask the Southern Nine Guards. Don't be polite to them. This is your sister, uncles and aunts, get in the car quickly... "
A group of seven or eight people cheered and crowded into the car with smiles on their faces. Some people said thank you to Zhang Kun.
"What about you, please be safe."
Chen Jing got in the car, thought for a long time, and managed to say something.
Zhang Kun waved his hand and let out a long sigh as he watched the car go far away. The monitor's deskmate stuck his head out to watch.
Although he was only eighteen years old, he felt a little old.
During this period of time, I have experienced so many things, it feels like a lifetime ago.
…
In the evening, near Xingfu Community, Fuyuan Restaurant has been converted into a temporary camp.
The water and electricity here were still normal. Zhang Kun washed off all the oil, sweat and blood stains, changed into clean clothes, then sat cross-legged on the balcony holding the knife.
The view ahead is clear, and you can just see the space crack shining slightly with a faint light.
From time to time, some green-skinned monsters would rush out with their heads in the air.
He was knocked to the ground by streams of light.
After thinking about it, they also understood that there were no soft persimmons on the other side of the passage. They just sent some soldiers to explore the way. For the time being, no big guys showed up.
Don't want to die.
Zhang Kun looked at it for a while and no longer cared about the space entrance.
There are South Seven Guards, South Three Guards, and South Nine Guards. The three guards are guarded by men and horses. As long as monsters above level 13 do not appear like during the day, it is generally difficult to break through this defensive network.
When most of Qinglong's combat forces are deployed to completely surround the passage, and lay an ambush of fire nets and thunder formations underground, he can escape.
He now has a basic understanding of the situation. In addition to some extremely powerful weapons and explosive bombs, the space passages in various places rely on the ten-mile fire net laid out in advance.
Although it cannot completely block the opponent's attack, it can at least deter those big guys and prevent the opponent from attacking recklessly.
The good thing about this method is that it doesn’t require too many lives to fill it.
The disadvantage is that you can only defend passively, and it is naturally delusional to actively attack the other side.
I heard from Cheng Yaonan that the firearms they carry are still guaranteed to have five or six points of power here. On the opposite side, it is difficult to exert even one or two points of power. In this way, they are no better than burning fire sticks.
On the contrary, it is better to hold an alloy knife and fight the monster in hand-to-hand combat, which will be much more lethal.
However, with the current level of force, it is obviously a bit funny to fight with monsters above level 13.
Zhang Kun also received the monster strength grade report from the expert team.
After studying it carefully, he probably understood the classification of these monsters and the comparison with his own strength.
'Calculated based on the energy level of the warriors, trainee warriors level 1 to 3 are approximately equal to the combined force level in the Daqing world. In this era, they are the lowest level professional boxers, and they are considered to be practitioners. '
'The junior warriors are at levels 4 to 6, the intermediate warriors are at levels 7 to 9, and the advanced warriors are at levels 10 to 12, which correspond to the Ming Jin, Dark Jin, and Hua Jin of Qi and Blood Martial Arts...'
'The great elf level corresponds to the swordsman of the warrior sequence, which is level 13 to 15. Now I strictly speaking, it is just exchanging energy for blood, not yet complete. Of course, it is much stronger than the ordinary exchange of blood for energy. , Therefore, you can still fight against a level 13 swordsman, but it is a bit difficult to fight against a level 14 swordsman. Facing a level 15 swordsman, you will most likely be defeated. '
This was tantamount to crossing a higher level of battle, and Zhang Kun still didn't dare to be careless.
'The most difficult thing to deal with is the legal system. Looking at the information studied by experts and scholars, it seems that there was a level 13 magician on the opposite side. Although he only came for a short time, he had already retreated, but that kind of mental attack, and The energy attack caused great damage to the soldiers here. '
'After all, my mental power is still a little weak. Simply adding more points won't add much, and it won't produce any secret skills. The price/performance ratio is too low. '
"
'There is still one month left before we have to find a way to enter the opposite world. We don't know what kind of crisis we will encounter then. If I encounter a legal profession, it will be very dangerous. Even if I don't encounter a legal profession, I can't handle it if I encounter a warrior profession above level 15...'
Thinking of this, Zhang Kun felt a sense of urgency in his heart.
Every additional day that your loved one is in another world has less chance of survival.
We must find opportunities as soon as possible to make ourselves stronger.
If you miss this time and the four districts jointly attack the different world, the next opportunity may be even harder to come by.
Unless it is really powerful enough to ignore most high-level combat forces, or even save its life from the pursuit of that red dragon...
This is obviously not practical.
'No, we still have to find a way. Anyway, open the door to the void and go to another world. The time on both sides is not synchronized. They flow quietly without interfering with each other. Here is the opportunity. '
Zhang Kun looked at the Gate of the Void and was surprised to find that there were two points of light faintly visible in the big green world.
There is a portal in my mind, which is gray and not lit up. The two points of light reveal a familiarity and kindness. They should be Li Xiaowan and Wang Xiaoya.
These two people have been together the longest and have the best relationship, which can be regarded as an anchor. The power of gratitude cannot be completely blocked even if they are separated by countless worlds.
'I can also open the portal, which only costs ten dragon energy points. '
Zhang Kun tried it and was overjoyed.
Now that I have 19 dragon energy points left, I can not only increase my physical strength to save my life, but I can also open a door once.
In this world, there is no need to let the Void Gate open, which he did not expect, but this is a good thing.
"Huh……"
Just when he was about to click on the portal of Daqing World, Zhang Kun found that it still didn't work.
If you want to anchor a certain world, you need 1,000 dragon energy points... If you want to pull the character anchored in the opposite world, you also need to spend 100 dragon energy points. However, if you spend 10 dragon energy points to open the portal, you can only enter the world randomly.
100 points of Dragon Qi can pull someone together.
Zhang Kun pondered for a moment, feeling slightly startled...
Anyway, there are no 100 points, so don’t think too much now, just spend 10 points first.
'It's just throwing it around, wherever you throw it...'
'What if you can find a suitable world? To improve your combat power, the most important thing is to improve your spiritual cultivation. It is best to get a method that goes straight to the root, so that your body and mind have no shortcomings. When the time comes, take action. The chances of saving one's life are relatively high. '
"Let's go."
At 10 o'clock, the dragon energy suddenly burned.
A strange energy was generated for no reason.
Zhang Kun only felt that his body was light and integrated into the void. It seemed to become infinitesimal and infinite. The whole flesh, flesh and soul all turned into a message, a trace of electricity, passing through the indescribable colorful light flow. , suddenly fell, passed through an inexplicable barrier, and fell into a body.
His mind awakened and blood flowed through his body.
Zhang Kun only felt that his body had undergone drastic changes, from skin and flesh to bone and blood, and then to the deepest levels of cells.
A familiar smell hits me.
Without thinking too much, he got up from the ground. The first thing he did was run to the corner of the room, scoop out some water, and rinse his body vigorously.
It took a while.
It felt like the nauseating stench was completely expelled from the body, and the body felt light and heavy again. A powerful force appeared in the blood, muscles, bones, skin and flesh, and then he let out a long breath.
Also have the mind to observe your own environment.
There were a few couches and several chairs in the room, which was very simple. What was separated by a curtain was an ancient hall.
It is said to be a main hall, but it is actually only about forty square meters. In the middle of one end of the hall, there is an image of a Taoist statue with mottled gold paint. It is difficult to tell which deity it is.
At this time, there is still a small half of the incense candle burning on the incense stand, and you can smell the slightest fragrance in your nose.
'This is a temple. I am wearing a Taoist robe. I am about eighteen or nineteen years old and have just grown up. Looking at the food in this room, there are a few steamed buns, a plate of green vegetables, and a small bowl of pork. It seems that the conditions are not very good. . '
Taoist priest?
Zhang Kun's eyes flashed, and he suddenly returned to his bedroom. He rummaged around for a long time, but only found a little bit of broken silver, not even a weapon.
Finally, I walked into the main hall again and saw a roll of bamboo on top of the futon.
He grabbed the yellowed bamboo roll, opened it, and suddenly let out a chuckle.
"I'm really confused, but I never thought that sometimes, this book may not be a book, but it may be bamboo slips, silk, or fur..."
"In front of the Emperor Zixiaxu of the Shangqing Dynasty, Lord Yuchen of Taishangdao Daodao, living in leisurely life, made seven words of core beads, dispersed the five shapes and transformed into ten thousand gods..."
Zhang Kun scratched his head as he read the small, flat characters on it. Although the characters were in traditional Chinese, he basically knew them all. However, I don’t understand it. I don’t know what it is talking about.
However, he did understand the title of the volume at the beginning of the bamboo slips, and he still had some impressions.
"The Jade Scripture of the Inner Scene of the Yellow Courtyard".
Zhang Kun's heart skipped a beat when he saw the words "Huang Ting".
Could it be that I have come to a world with fairy magic, and the feelings are good?
I am worried about my lack of strength and weak spirit. If I directly give a book of immortal magic to my hands, wouldn't it be like falling asleep on the pillow?
He didn't read other books well, and he was not a reader of all ages. In Journey to the West, the woodcutter read the poem clearly. It seems that "Huang Ting Jing" has a very high status.
"Watching the chess players playing, cutting down the trees, walking slowly at the valley entrance by the clouds, selling firewood and drinking wine, laughing wildly to express my love. The autumn is high in the sky, I sleep on the pine roots against the moon, and I sleep at dawn. Recognize the old forest, climb the cliffs and ridges, hold an ax to break Dead vine.
Harvested into a load, Xingge is sold in the market, and three liters of rice are easily sold. There is no competition among others, the price is mediocre, there is no scheming, there is no honor or disgrace, and the life is indifferent. Where we meet, we are either immortals or Taoists, sitting quietly and talking about Huang Ting. "
It is said in the story that when the monkey went to Fangcun Mountain to become a disciple, Patriarch Bodhi was preaching the Huangting Sutra.
One can imagine the high status of this book.
However, Zhang Kun read it from beginning to end and saw nothing.
Not giving up, he added two points of Dragon Qi to the Chinese language, reaching the level of proficiency, and now he could see more clearly.
However, the method of magic and practice is still not seen from it. The whole article only talks about contemplating the images of the sun, moon, stars, clouds, how to meditate, and how to practice, but it does not explain it.
'Could it be that this is a false scripture? It's not right. How can anyone make a fake out of bamboo? Judging from the traces of rubbing, I don't know how long I have been looking at it and how many times I have read it. It should not be fake. Maybe for book writers, there are some things that don’t need to be written clearly. Everyone who understands will understand, and what they don’t understand will not be understood even if they are explained. '
That's what you said.
Zhang Kun was extremely anxious, but he was helpless.
Looking at the treasure mountain, but not being able to enter it, this feeling is quite sour.
After struggling for a while, Zhang Kun wondered whether it was necessary to rely on reading. He heard that the meaning of a book will appear after reading it a hundred times, so he silently thought to himself, "I don't know how white the east is."
…
Asking for a monthly ticket.
To the book friends who have read this, thank you.
And those book friends who protested to the website for this book, well, thank you. But there’s no need to protest, just leave it alone for now, let’s write the rest of the copy, and then sneak back in when others aren’t paying attention or staring at the book.
Even if the fuss got louder, Xiaoyu didn't dare to continue writing. He was staring at me with eyes wide open.
That’s it for now, let’s continue writing…
