Who is not a monk

Haoran Zhengqi: In this group, who can you trust?

Let’s just call it Luo Huai’an: that name is as long as mine

The beauty with eight-pack abs: / Here comes your grandpa!

The eight-pack beauty retracted a message.

Beauty with eight-pack abs: Come on!

Beauty with eight pack abs: /cute

The beauty with eight-pack abs: Is the senior sister going to be promoted?It just so happens that I will be promoted after a while, so let's guard each other.

Let’s call it Luo Huai’an: OK

Haoran righteousness: / complex expression

Grandma always said: /doubt/doubt/doubt

Grandma always said: /smirk

The Gate of Wonders: /Eating Melon Seeds

Qingdeng Ancient Buddha: Amitabha, hey, hey, benefactor, send it out to have a look

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Chen Shu also became interested, and quickly looked away from the phone, aiming at Wu Aiwei: "Is it because the group leader had an embarrassment when he was promoted last time, and you just happened to be next to him and recorded his embarrassment? Show me show me..."

"No!"

"Oh, we are all comrades in arms..."

"No!"

"Look! Nothing will be missing!" Chen Shu persuaded earnestly, "Happiness will not decrease because of sharing, it will only increase."

"It's about the face of the royal family."

"..."

Chen Shu showed a helpless expression.

But there was a faint intuition in his heart——

One day, I will be able to see it.

The basis for this intuition comes from the rapidly deteriorating atmosphere in the group, and Zhang Yogurt has to be blamed for this.

Chen Shu decided to ventilate with Zhang Yogurt after going back: the nuclear bombs that are pinched to each other must be tightly squeezed, and they can't be thrown out in a moment of brain fever. This time they will be silent spectators, and they must not become a joke .

The support plane flew back to Ruffled Leaf City and landed slowly.

Except for two targets among the few who were slaughtered by the Moon Night Woman, the rest of the targets were still alive, and the Sovereign of Montenegro was only seriously injured.

These believers of Cao Ci will be judged locally or sent back to Dayi depending on the situation, but this time the situation is special, and the trial is just a process. It is the Taoist practitioners who really decide whether they can survive.Because there may be insufficient evidence in a regular trial, but this time involving Cao Ci's beliefs, as long as they have committed crimes worthy of the death penalty in the past, it is absolutely impossible for them to survive.

When the three members of the team delivered the target, there was a figure holding a sword standing under the light in the distance, watching them silently.

That was the seventh disciple of the sword master who stayed at the command post.

On the way here today, because Chen Shu had a good relationship with Zhang Yogurt, he even felt that he was related to Jianzong, so he went up to say hello to him.But at that time, Zhuang Baicha only nodded lightly, hummed, and acted very cold, so they didn't talk much.

This sword cultivator seems to be different from other sword cultivators.

More like Wang Ting Jianxiu.

After handing over the target, Chen Shu walked to the camp.

Zhuang Baicha held a simple long sword, stood upright, with a calm face, and his whole body was like a sword drawn out of its sheath. It made people suspect that the hoarfrost on the ground was not because of the special climate of the late autumn night and clouds, but because of his body. the bitter cold.

Chen Shu greeted him again:

"Senior Zhuang."

"Ah."

Zhuang Baicha still nodded lightly, showing concern for the junior in his tone:

"I'm home?"

"Yes."

"How about it?"

"It was easy and smooth."

"I see that Wang Ting l... disciple seems to be injured." Zhuang Baicha turned a corner, "Are you in danger? Why didn't you call for help?"

"No."

Chen Shu replied in a low voice, wondering in his heart, is that the Jianzhou accent?

Then he explained to Zhuang Baicha: "It is she who wants to seek a breakthrough and take the initiative to fight against the seventh-level target, and we will watch from the side."

"Boring behavior."

"Senior Zhuang has been here all this time?"

"No, after you left, I went to Ruoye City to catch some followers of Cao Ci. It's like catching chickens. It's boring to death." Zhuang Baicha said, envious that they could fly around, kill and set fire, but he didn't No show, "So far, no one has called for backup."

"That's a good thing."

"Um……"

Zhuang Baicha nodded, not enjoying the conversation.

Good thing ass!A group of idiots!I don't even know how difficult it is to assign, if I go to be a game planner, I will be laid off every minute!

Forget it, I am too lazy to tell you...

"Then senior Laozhuang will continue to be on duty, let's go back to the house to rest first."

"Um……"

Zhuang Baicha looked up at him quietly.

Chen Shu strode back to the tent, feeling that this sword repairman was a bit abnormal, either there was a ghost in it, or his blood was impure, so he decided to ask Zhang Yogurt tomorrow.

Does Chapter 4 Have His Origin?

The roof of the world, Nava base.

The height of 6000 meters above sea level makes it closer to the starry sky, makes its sky extremely pure, and makes its night cold to the bone.

Ning Qing was sitting in front of a huge machine, and the monitor was filled with boring intermittent waves, which seemed to be repeated but not repeated. Just like the life here, it seemed to be the same, but it carried the greatest dream of those who pursued the starry sky.

The repeating sound of beeps;

The sound of the machine fan turning;

The wind outside the window.

It seems silent and noisy, it seems noisy and silent.

Just like the universe above my head.

Ning Qing couldn't help observing the dead adjacent plane again. It was the same as last time, lifeless - because this inexplicably lifeless adjacent plane had been discovered and announced by the base's researchers, So she can no longer write her graduation thesis on this topic, unless she can prove through observation that the withering of this plane is not a natural formation, but due to other reasons.

But it doesn't make much sense to do so.

Because the gods have a high probability of knowing the reason for its destruction, she only needs to grow slowly and touch the gods to get the answer directly.

There is no need to spend so much effort for the graduation thesis.

For her, it doesn't really matter whether she graduates or not, no matter what her graduation thesis chooses, it must be incidental.

"squeak……"

The stool feet rub against the ground.

Ning Qing got up and went to another machine, she wanted to verify the spiritual power proposed by Mr. Ling Boxin.

In her opinion, the main reason why Mr. Ling Boxin's spiritual power of "the two worlds influence each other and influence the direction of the world" cannot be verified is that he cannot put another plane or universe in front of everyone, so no matter what he proposes, No matter how rigorous his observation method is, no matter how huge data and novel angles he uses to prove that the direction of the world is indeed affected by a wonderful force, no matter how many people in the academic circle accept and believe his statement, the existence of spiritual power will always exist. is doubtful.

In fact, apart from putting another plane or universe in front of everyone, there are other ways to prove spiritual power.

Maybe it's the will of the world.

Perhaps predictive timelines and historical memory.

Maybe it's the underlying rules.

Ning Qing doesn't know which one it is now, but in any case, if there is really a wonderful influence between different worlds, then it must leave traces in these places.It's a pity that Mr. Ling Boxin is not a occult practitioner, so he cannot get in touch with the more essential parts of the world.

She is.

Even after Ning cleared his mind, he felt that it was very easy to really prove it.

The difficulty is that she verified it with the method of the esoteric sect, but except for the practitioners of the esoteric sect, normal people cannot see and understand the process of this verification, let alone use the same method to test it.Perhaps practitioners of Buddhism, Taoism, and the heaven-human system can barely do it.

Ordinary scholars are doomed to fail to understand it on their own.

So lower your requirements...

How can ordinary scholars use the abilities of Buddhism and Taoism to test it?

Ning Qing has ideas and confidence in this.

The sound of Didi is still repeating, the fan in the machine keeps turning, the wind outside the window is still whimpering, the stars above the head are like fine silver sand, and every tiny point of light is a vast world that ordinary people cannot go to.

Is there his origin in it?

……

The night is deep, and the road cuts across the wasteland.

An off-road vehicle was traveling at high speed on the road. The headlights were the only light in this dark world. Weeds were growing on both sides of the road, which had already withered and turned yellow. They all fell in one direction under the night wind.

There is a sword light in the clouds, approaching this direction extremely fast, suddenly a white light flashes between the sky and the earth, connecting the clouds and the earth in an instant.

A sharp sword pierced the front of the off-road vehicle and plunged into the road. It was as simple as a sharp sword piercing a piece of tofu. The steel on the body did not have any resistance at all.

The driver is also considered to be quick to react, and has already stepped on the brakes in the first second of the change.

"squeak!"

There was a short, high-pitched screech from the tires.

But the speed of the car was too fast, and the weight was too heavy, so it was impossible to stop for a while, so under the inertia, the car body was still moving forward.And the sword light piercing through the front of the car into the road was like cutting tofu, dividing the whole car into two neat halves from front to back and from the middle.

"Peng!!"

The two halves of the car rolled over immediately, and each rolled into the withered grass on both sides of the road.

Several figures were thrown out.

Four of them are still alive and unharmed. Only the man with a big belly and a short head sitting in the middle of the back row was neatly cut in half by Jian Guang. in the grass.

"Fuck!"

A figure descended from the sky, but hovered in mid-air, with an illusory sword light under its feet, staring at them.

"Where are you going?"

"Forgive me!"

"Forgive me! I can't live!"

It was a tall and beautiful woman, wearing water mill blue denim shorts, a short-sleeved T-shirt, work shoes and rainbow socks, youthful and energetic, but her face was very unfriendly: "I am too lazy to take you back, anyway, you have committed a lot of crimes, and you will die twice." One time is enough, and it’s more convenient to solve it on the spot.”

"brush!"

Several sword lights emerged and aimed at them.

The four also reacted differently.

Some people yelled that what she did was illegal and inhumane, some offered money to lure her, some turned around and ran away, and some were so frightened that they collapsed to the ground.

"Fuck!"

The sword light shot out immediately, cutting off their legs.

Zhang Yogurt was still standing in the air, but grinned at them: "Haha, I was joking with you, are you scared? I only interrupted your hands and feet, and I still have to take them back... Oh, I forgot! Don't you want more money?" How many days of pain, how many days of fear? Oh, I'm so sorry..."

The four struggled on the ground.