Feixian Continent, Liufeng Peak, in a dark secret room.
Xue Lun looked haggard and had a mess of hair. It was obvious that he had a bad time during this period. The great psychological pressure almost drove him crazy.
Yan Xing's terrifying evil talent really scared him.
"Luxiao comes from a small state on the edge of the Moon Immortal Realm, Pingtaizhou Yucui City. Haha, it turns out that it is the daughter of the city lord, but it is still a lowly mud-legged person."
"It is an honor for your family to be used by this deacon!"
Xue Lun's eyes were cruel, with bloodshot eyes covered with blood. He stared at the paper in his hand and smiled softly, as if he was crazy.
"It has been a month since Dongtian sent out the letter. Calculate the efficiency of those guys' work, and it should be almost the same as Yucui City."
The Moon Immortal Realm spans ten trillion kilometers. With such a huge territory, communication is very troublesome. In addition, this is just a trivial "small matter", people who do things are often very slow and cannot use the special ones of Feixian official.
channel.
Therefore, it was already a month later when the letter was delivered.
With the half-year period, Luxiao's family will definitely use all their means to come, because it is not just as simple as retrieving Luxiao's relics.
In order to compensate the family of the disciples who died in vain, Feixian Cave Heaven will meet their small requirements. Don’t underestimate this small requirement. For Feixian Cave Heaven, it is "small" and falls on those small families. It is enjoyable for all descendants to be
Endless great blessings.
For example, if they want to, they only need the Feixian Cave Heaven to say one word, and the entire Pingtaizhou will be named Lu in the future.
Who can resist this temptation?
"Come on, let me choose a good place to bury your bones!"
Xue Lun opened a map and swept his eyes back and forth. This time, the interception could neither alarm the Lu family nor get too close to Feixian Cave Heaven, so as not to leave clues.
After thinking about it for a few years, Xue Lun locked in an ideal location where he could not stay in the village and the store behind him.
"Ghost Choujian!"
Before he finished speaking, Xue Lun's figure had disappeared, and the light of the teleportation array on the ground flickered.
Xue Lun was very cautious. This matter involved a peerless monster like Yan Xing. Once he left a flaw, he would undoubtedly die.
Therefore, even if it is just the first step of the plan, he is unwilling to implement the small matter of intercepting Luxiao's family, although he only needs to pass on a message.
Xue Lun came to the outside world and found a reason to leave the sphere of influence of Feixian Cave Heaven. After rushing for several days, he stopped.
A scarlet talisman was taken out from his arms, and a twisted word "kill" was depicted on it. He pinched the magic tricks with his hands and muttered words in his mouth. Then the talisman was spontaneously burned.
After the messaging, Xue Lun looked around with a cautious expression and swept back and forth several times with his domain consciousness. Seeing that there was no mistake, he turned around and left.
The two things were explained at once, and Xue Lun needed to hide in the dark, so he would not do it himself. He handed over everything to a notorious organization - Yinfeng.
The name of Yin Tomb is fascinating. This organization has no taboos, from doing some murder and setting fires, from massacre of cities and destruction of the country, as long as you can pay the price, there is nothing they dare not do.
"Master, if the dagger of justice and fearlessness cannot be retrieved, then forget it. It is important to eliminate the hidden danger of Yan Xing now!"
After asking Yin Tomb to take action, Xue Lun no longer thought that he could get the holy soldiers back. Now he just wanted to simply kill Yan Xing. If this monster grows up and attacks with today's grudges, let alone him,
I guess my master will not be able to escape death.
Alas, for the sake of a holy soldier, Xue Lun was in pain in his heart, and he could only bite the bullet and go all the way to the dark.
...
Time flies, and another month is fleeting.
"call--"
"I finally finished watching it!"
Yan Xingchangshu breathed a sigh of relief, slowly stood up, stretched his waist, and his bones all over his body burst into crackling sounds.
After sitting in meditation for two months without moving, he used [Never End] to stuff all the free knowledge in the first floor of the library into his mind and integrate it into it.
He is now a walking encyclopedia, and he has a detailed understanding of this world from top to bottom.
Humanities, geography, objects, power, race...
"I've finished reading it? Boy, this Pavilion Master has been tolerating you for a long time. Can you stop bragging??"
boom--
A glory suddenly appeared, and a figure condensed in an instant. This time it became extremely clear and lifelike. It was a graceful and blond intellectual beauty with dark green eyes and deep, which was a unique temperament watered by endless knowledge.
"Yan Xing, have you played enough? Is it interesting to stay here every day and make trouble?"
The pavilion master looked cold. She would come to see Yan Xing from time to time, for fear that he would starve to death here.
But every time he came, he saw Yan Xing causing trouble. He spread all the books, covered many light curtains, and changed them with a glance. He didn't stop for two months.
Have you finished reading?
What a joke!
The first floor of the library is free classics for non-practical techniques. On average, each book is about 5 million words, with a total of 97,300 books.
Yan Xing, this bastard, actually said that he had finished reading it all in two months?
The Lord of the Library did not think about the possibility of it at all, and directly determined that Yan Xing was playing with her. How could such a thing be done by a mortal kid?
"Don't be upset, the disciple will leave now."
Yan Xing smiled with a smile on his eyes. There was no need to argue with a formation spirit, and he didn't need to prove anything to others. After that, he slowly stood up.
"By the way, I need to buy a few exercises."
"Well? Have you made some contributions? Or are you ready to break through the Lingxuan realm?"
The Pavilion Master was stunned. For some reason, she felt that Yan Xing had become a little different, as if she was extremely confident?
One of the benefits of Feixian Cave Heaven. If an outer disciple is ready to break through Lingxuan, you can apply and get a free martial art in the library.
Of course, Yan Xing was not because of this, and he needed more than one martial art. The reason why he said so was that he had money now.
"Isn't it just a contribution point? There are still many disciples."
Yan Xing reached out and found his identity nameplate, pinched the magic trick in his hand, replaced the spiritual energy with qi and blood, and pointed it on the nameplate.
How could the reward for the four little heroes be only 10,000 contribution points?
These ten thousand contribution points were spent in one day by Yan Xing.
The old man is not so stingy. In addition to the 10,000 contribution points on the surface, he also secretly set a thousand points to the four people, but it was covered up by special means. Only when stimulated by spiritual energy will it appear.
The contribution of the human race is a reward given to the entire race, such as killing powerful non-living bodies, and is of great value.
A little contribution from the human race can be exchanged for one thousand Feixian Cave Heaven contribution points, one thousand points, that is, one million.
Yan Xing and the other four helped Kong Lingzi break the meme world, which could be regarded as indirectly giving the meme a knife to prevent the spread of the meme and deserved to be rewarded with the contribution of the human race.
After absorbing a lot of knowledge, Yan Xing's aspects have been qualitatively improved. Kong Lingzi's little thoughts cannot be hidden from him, so he used Poxu's right eye to see through the layout in the nameplate and used a trick to transform the spirit into blood.
, break it.
"you……"
The Pavilion Master naturally saw the contribution point value in the nameplate, opened his mouth, looked at Yan Xing with a deep meaning, and then disintegrated.
The next moment, several books with different auras appeared out of thin air, suspended in the air, turning into a stream of information light, and directly sank into Yan Xing's eyebrows.
Yan Xing narrowed his eyes slightly, and many mysterious characters shone brightly in the depths of his pupils, like stars.
"It's true that it's much more profound. The architecture of the Star Thunder field is like this."
After thinking about it, Yan Xing left the small room of the dimensional world and walked out of the library.
One step, two steps...
Seven steps, just walked out of the door.
"I have learned it, and I have only learned five skills. It took me seven steps. Oh, my brain is a little rusted."
"Haha, the Origin Divine Text, I originally knew it. Is this the advantage of the human bloodline?"
Yan Xing was in a good mood and felt that the world in front of him was extremely clear, unlike when his memory had just woken up, looking around, and he looked around and was in a vast world.
Now, he has completely gained a foothold in this world. From now on, all directions of the world can be easily reached.
At this moment, an inner disciple passed by, causing a gust of wind. Suddenly, countless particles were flying freely in the unobservable microscopic world.
"Um?"
Yan Xing's ears moved slightly, and he heard a faint voice, mentioning his name, and immediately let go of the auditory perception that was deliberately blocked by the noisy and troublesomeness of the world.
This is a kind of self-setting. Under normal circumstances, hearing is blocked and restricted by him, but if you hear your name, you will follow the mechanism to unlock the restrictions.
"Hmph! After thinking about it, it's better to kill such a monster..."
"As long as the original plan, I intercepted Luxiao's family and led the snake out of the hole. However, given the strength of Yan Xing, I need a sharper knife..."
"Haha, interesting."
Yan Xing raised a finger, and under his [microscopic vision], a particle of the earth zodiac was constantly vibrating repeatedly, like a phonograph, repeating what Xue Lun said over and over again.
"It's been a month, I hope it's still time!"
Before he finished speaking, Yan Xing's figure flashed and landed on the teleportation array, crossing out some contribution points, and a ray of light rose and appeared in front of the cross-border vortex instantly.
Yan Xing didn't want to be a good person, but at least, he couldn't let innocent people die because of him.
Cross the vortex, flip your palm and take out a pill bottle.
He had never met Xue Lun, nor had he had close contact, but there were those three unlucky guys.
"The heaven and earth are endless, tracking thousands of miles."
Yan Xing sniffed his nose gently, and the five terrifying senses given to him by [God's Perception] instantly captured the complicated scent particles. In addition to him and the three dead people, the fifth smell on the alchemy bottle was locked by him.
.
Olfaction is sometimes very useful, and in some cases it is even stronger than the spiritual consciousness of the extraordinary.
The spiritual consciousness has a certain range according to its strength. If the tracking object escapes from this range, the spiritual consciousness will not be of much use.
The smell is different. The smell particles will be suspended in the void for a long time due to the metabolism of the human body or the continuous fall of clothes.
Smell particles are like eye-catching arrows that can be directed until they are tracked to the target.
Um?
So far away, the sphere of influence of Feixian Cave Heaven actually came out.
Yan Xing followed the smell and came to the border area. This was the end of the guardian formation. He had Sikong's token in his hand, so he could enter and exit freely.
"What have you done here?"
After a long time, Yan Xing's figure fell on a wasteland and saw a little ashes on the ground, with the smell of Xue Lun on it.
"Let me listen..."
Yan Xing erected his ears, and the resonance between the particles reappeared all the low whispers that Xue Lun had been long ago.