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Chapter 295 [294] Attracting everyone's attention, special envoy Cheng is immortal, future achievements are limitless, sky ring damage problem

Temple of Heavenly Enlightenment.

Huge glass windows.

The mist and rain are hazy, like an illusion, and the distant scenery looks blurry.

Inside the hall.

The Xuanshi in charge were busy with the affairs at hand, occasionally chatting in a slow voice.

"My lord said that when the war begins, the two worlds will penetrate, and the laws of heaven and earth will be disturbed. There will be no less rain in the next few decades or even hundreds of years."

"I heard that the battle suffered a small setback. More than [-] profound masters, [-] profound scholars, hundreds of thousands of warriors, and millions of mortals accidentally fell into the enemy's trap, and all of them died. .”

"What a tragedy! But having said that, the first battle is always the worst. Once the initial firm foothold is established, the casualties should be much reduced."

"Maybe in a few years, the scale of the war will expand, and we will be called to the battlefield."

Speaking of it.

The chatting interest of the Xuanshi has dropped a lot.

The stone palace became quiet again.

After a while.

A Xuanshi glanced outside the hall, and suddenly broke the calm with his words.

"Guys, what the hell are you saying that special envoy is doing in the spirit oak demon forest? The House of Internal Affairs actually issued a notice in a serious manner."

"I don't know! The last time someone condensed the mysterious seal and triggered a spiritual wave, this time it is probably not a small matter."

"That kid seems to be doing nothing all day long, and even made a toy to fly in the sky. He is just like a child. I didn't expect to be quietly doing big things."

"What do you mean by 'like a child'? He is only 16 years old this year, so he is a child at all!"

"Special Envoy Cheng is much younger than my grandson, so it's not difficult to understand why he's a little more playful."

"I've been observing for so many days, and [-]% of Special Envoy Cheng's mind is useless in cultivation. If he puts more effort into it, his achievements will definitely be more than that."

"Genius! It's normal to be different than ordinary people."

In fact.

Just before today.

The Xuanshi in charge of the Temple of Heavenly Enlightenment, every time they discuss Special Envoy Cheng in private, they always have different praises and criticisms, and they often even slander more than praise.

This is actually a very delicate state of mind.

After all, after three days of fishing and two days of drying the net, they actually condensed a super powerful seal that has never been heard of before. On the other hand, I have studied hard for several months and years, and only comprehended an ordinary seal of a common product.

In contrast, the psychological gap is too great.

Xuanshi is also a person of flesh and blood, so naturally jealousy is inevitable.

But today.

As the notice from the Palace of Internal Affairs spread, the direction of the wind suddenly changed.

"Crack! Crack!"

A gust of wind brought a wave of cold rain, hitting the glass window intensively, leaving wet marks almost like tears on the smooth glass surface.

Another Xuanshi glanced at him, his tone full of anticipation: "I don't know when Special Envoy Cheng's experiment will start?"

No one answered.

At this time.

A cold female voice suddenly floated over: "In 5 minutes, the experiment should start."

Following this sound, a slim and beautiful woman, whose exact age was hard to discern, walked into the stone hall without haste.

On the edge of the black robe she was wearing, there were many spiritual leaf patterns patterned with silver threads.

It was Lan Jiayao, the profound master in charge of the hall.

The Xuanshi immediately bowed in unison: "I have seen Lord Zhangdian!"

Everyone realized in an instant that even the Master Xuanshi, who usually seldom comes to the hall, unexpectedly came here on purpose. I am afraid that this test is not trivial.

Lan Jiayao nodded her head lightly, her beautiful eyes showed a strange sense of confusion, and the words she said surprised the monks again.

"The Palace Master has been paying attention to the Spirit Oak Demon Forest for a few days."

This statement came out.

The Xuanshi who had the most non-agenda special envoys in the past changed his expression slightly, and his heart suddenly became a little uneasy.

Lan Jiayao walked slowly towards the glass window, and continued to show her subordinates the lack of information and her close relationship with the palace lord.

"The Palace Master also said that if Special Envoy Cheng's experiment is a complete success, Benxuan Palace will be regarded as having an extra card."

The Xuanshi were even more surprised when they heard this.

Is the test this time so powerful?

He's just a mere cleric, no matter how talented he is, can he be described as "Xuan Gong's face"?It's too exaggerated!
Although many people were skeptical, but the speaker was the Profound Master in charge of the palace, and the news came from the Palace Master, no one dared to question it.

Lan Jiayao walked slowly to the front of the huge glass and stopped.

She stared at the rain marks on the glass and flicked her sleeves.

Dark fluctuations surged immediately.

The rainwater gathered rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, it solidified into a huge ice mirror ten meters square, in which the forest scene was impressively displayed.

The picture is extremely clear, as if looking down from hundreds of meters away.

It is the ice element mystery method.

And this mysterious master's pretty face is as cold and white as ice, and his pupils seem to be surrounded by cold mist. Such strange appearance features are naturally inseparable from Xuanfa.

A group of Xuanshi just took a look, and they were all stunned for a while.

Because every tree, every branch on the ice mirror trembles in a wonderful rhythm, and every leaf has a faint green gleam.

If there are only a few or a dozen or so plants, it is nothing. Every profound scholar who has mastered the mysterious seal of the wood spirit system can easily do it.

But all the thousands of spirit oak demons over there are like this. Obviously, this is definitely not an easy way.

Lan Jiayao stared fixedly for a few seconds, and seemed to be talking to herself, and also seemed to be explaining to her subordinates: "Mysterious masters who major in the profound arts of the wood spirit system may not be able to do this, Lingmiao Wansenxuan It’s really beyond my imagination.”

The master in charge of the palace paused for a moment, and then came to a conclusion: "If Special Envoy Cheng survives, the future achievements will be limitless!"

A group of Xuanshi nodded slightly.

Isn't it obvious that in the body of a profound scholar, he can create a big scene that is difficult for a mysterious master?
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Spirit Oak Demon Forest.

Staying here, the vision is more obvious, and the feeling is more amazing.

The raindrops falling from the sky seemed to encounter an invisible barrier, and when they fell a hundred meters above the ground, they would disappear without a sound.

The few servants who stayed here all had a strange feeling of "spiritual energy".

Feel refreshed with every breath you take.

This is a strong refreshing feeling from the pores of the whole body to the depths of the soul, which is far more pleasant than the messy things between men and women.

Sensing the strange throbbing in the depths of the ground, Cheng Han suddenly asked, "Have you ever heard of virtual worms?"

The servants came back to their senses and gave answers one after another.

"Master Special Envoy, I have heard of it!"

"I've even seen a live virtual worm with my own eyes!"

"Yes, this kind of ghost can still speak human language!"

In the eyes of the servants, the special envoy had been in the Xuan Palace for so long, but he had never scolded the servants, and he spoke softly, so they all actively rushed to answer.

One of the servants even told a story.

"Back to Mr. Special Envoy, when I was in the fourth grade of middle school, there was a spring of one year, and the noise of imaginary worms was particularly violent.

"Several imaginary worms actually found a crack in the ground, got out of the ground, and somehow entered the school's mushroom farm.

"At that time, there happened to be a few classes who were teaching in the underground farm, and they were attacked by virtual worms on the spot.

"I remember very clearly that before the principals arrived, three teachers and more than a dozen students were killed, and no less than a hundred people were injured..."

This tragic story made all the servants silent.

Cheng Han nodded lightly: "Since the establishment of the Xuan Palace, it has been trying its best to eliminate the virtual worms in the five heavenly rings every year, but it is a pity that the suppression is endless."

He didn't say a word—for thousands of years, Wudao Tianhuan has been bitten by virtual worms countless times, and the internal damage is really not small.

There is a proof of this.

The Sky Ring E at the lowest level, the one with the largest area and the largest population, has already shown a slight deformation.

for this.

There are clear records inside the Xuan Palace.

Compared with when the sky ring was first established, the deformation at the most serious position has shrunk by more than 360 meters inward.

This is the direct consequence of internal structural damage.

Although Xuan Gong was also trying to restore it, it was only a temporary solution, not the root cause.

　There are many foreshadowings in this chapter.

The damage to the army on the front line of the war is paving the way for the advent of fighter jets.

Fighters need to appear at the most urgently needed time on the front line to have enough excitement.

Regarding the paragraph about the imaginary worm, the attention of the monks is to hint at what the protagonist and the others are going to do.

Since it is going to be a major event, it will inevitably involve the description of group portraits.

　
(End of this chapter)