Chapter 48 Sea of ​​Spiritual Power

Author: Shenyu Buzhou Mountain

Chapter 48 Sea of ​​Spiritual Power

"Doctor! Doctor! He's dying!"

"There is still a wounded person in room 3705. Someone come here and help me move him to the stretcher... Oh, yeah, don't use too much force, the intestines will fall out."

"Bring the crane to the 20th floor, someone is trapped by the wall..."

The Eagle Building was already in a state of turmoil. Zhou Tianzuo's final charge was too fierce. In order to replenish the evil creatures in his body, he killed and injured many soldiers. There were severed limbs on every floor of the building. The dazzling red color became the theme. .

The dead were not limited to soldiers. In Zhou Tianzuo's residence on the 51st floor, the Special Bureau discovered a large number of corpses.

They were all dressed in ordinary clothes, including men, women and children. After being killed, they were neatly placed in the mezzanine between the 51st and 52nd floors. Zhou Tianzuo seemed to have not done any special treatment. The stench of the corpses spread freely, making people retching.

Zhang Changqian looked at the corpses on the ground in silence, holding a cigarette between his fingers again.

There are civilians and soldiers here, but no matter what their status was in life, they are now covered by white cloth and lie on the ground forever.

"I still underestimate the combat capabilities of extraordinary beings..." Zhang Changqian sighed in his heart.

After Zhou Tianzuo successfully broke through, Yucheng has been completely closed. The airport, highways, and railways have all been suspended. Satellites are monitoring the city. Soldiers are sitting in armored vehicles with weapons in hand, trying to trap Zhou Tianzuo in Yucheng at all costs.

But, can this really succeed? Zhang Changqian thought this way.

He understood very well that such a blockade configuration could find a car or a group of people, but it would be difficult to track a monster with a speed of over 120 kilometers per hour and the ability to penetrate a two-centimeter steel plate.

However, as the saying goes, do your best to obey fate, Zhang Changqian has already considered all the details. Even if it fails, it is just bad luck and cannot be blamed on the Special Bureau.

He could only wait silently, hoping for good news from frontline personnel.

"By the way, is Xia Jinyan... also looking for Zhou Tianzuo now?"

…

Xia Jinyan could no longer feel the pain.

His five senses were slowly withdrawing. He began to lose sight, smell flowers, and feel the breeze.

At the same time, the memories hidden deep in the brain began to revive.

He seemed to have returned to that summer, that scorching summer when both his parents died.

At that time, Xia Jinyan did not feel sad.

Children who are too young and whose emotions are not complex enough cannot understand the separation of life and death, and they do not realize that they have lost the most reliable parents in the world.

Many hands held Xia Jinyan's hands, but no one was willing to take him all the way, but quickly let go.

Police, welfare home staff, relatives, parents’ friends...

They all took care of the young Xia Jinyan for a short time, but adults with families are very busy, and no one can spare the energy to take care of another child.

He felt a lot of warmth, but no hand stayed for him.

Until, an equally young child's hand held him.

"My name is Zhou Tianzuo, from Emperor Zhou... um, that's Zhou Tianzuo." The child spoke unsophisticated Mandarin, revealing a missing front tooth when he smiled.

Therefore, no matter whether it was spring, autumn, winter or summer, from learning Pinyin to taking the college entrance examination, the two boys were never separated.

During these eighteen long years, even if a beautiful girl who likes to wear ponytails comes in and becomes a member of their lives, both boys know that somewhere deep in their hearts, there are still two Little hands holding together.

Until one boy's hand pierced another boy's chest.

"What a miserable life..."

Xia Jinyan was thinking vaguely, just drifting in his hazy consciousness, thinking about the past.

However, at a certain moment, he suddenly fell into the water.

No, this is not water.

This is the sea! The boundless, magnificent sea!

He suddenly felt as if he was drowning. Xia Jinyan struggled hard and swam upwards, but he could not come out of the sea no matter what.

During such a fierce struggle, the young teacher suddenly caught a majestic creation out of his peripheral vision.

It seems to be a tower, a giant pillar, or a tall and steep mountain, but no matter what it is, it is a great miracle that connects the sky and the sea and runs through the world.

"Little brother, it's time to get up."

A rumble sounded in his ears.

The five senses returned to Xia Jinyan again.

He opened his eyes suddenly and coughed loudly, as if he wanted to spit out the seawater he had sucked in when he was drowning.

"Little brother, when you first come to the ocean of spiritual power, people always feel that they are about to drown. But you have to know that this is just an illusion brought to you by your subconscious mind."

Behind Xia Jinyan, a middle-aged man with a beard pulled out a cigar:

"Have one?"

"Ahem, no, hu... Lao Yu, thank you..."

"Stop talking. You have been severely injured and you have just come into contact with the sea of ​​spiritual power. Your body has not yet adapted."

The alchemy doll showed an expression of "You really don't know what you are doing" and said harshly:

"The spine is broken and the heart is damaged. Fortunately, this kind of trauma is not troublesome to treat. You are still alive. You were just breathing when I came here. If it had been two or three minutes later...hehe."

"So, I'm not dead yet?"

"Healing injuries and resurrecting someone are two different concepts. There are so many healing spiritual arts. In the temple, even if you don't know how to use them, you will still have one or two carved on your ring to save your life; but the resurrection spiritual arts...

…Boy, that kind of thing is strictly forbidden by the saints.”

"...Can I ask the reason?"

"Hey, don't ask me about this. I'm just an ordinary instructor. I can't be ranked. I can barely be regarded as a grassroots cadre, or the lowest kind. The decision made by the boss above must have its reason...

Moreover, all arts have their limits, are the people who are resurrected really the same as before?"

"Yes..." Xia Jinyan was silent for a moment. In fact, he also understood this truth. No matter which fantasy literature it is, no matter what fantasy literature it is, people who are resurrected from the dead will not end well.

It can be seen that literature and reality do have something in common...

Xia Jinyan thought like this, stood up, and looked into the distance against the mountain wind.

"We're far away, but we can still catch up." The alchemy doll blew out a smoke ring:

"Do you remember what I told you that day? Your trial mission is to eliminate borers, and the deadline is ten days. Oh, you still have 150 minutes left."

"Lao Yu, I want to confess something to you..."

"Yeah, I know, the ring." The alchemy doll handed the gray ring to Xia Jinyan and grinned:

"It's really confusing. I forgot my ring at home before the battle... Although there is no punishment for the trialists to take off the ring, but I think you should understand that instructors like us, uh, how should I say, there are also

[Performance appraisal]..."

Xia Jinyan laughed, took the ring, and put it on his left index finger.

"Lao Yu, I promise you with my life that your [performance] this month... will be very good."
Chapter completed!