On how to avoid being cannon fodder

While thinking, Han Yanghao suddenly heard someone calling him.He suddenly came back to his senses, looked up at the man, saw Ye Feng frowning slightly, looked at him and said seriously: "Director Ling, what's your opinion?"

Han Yanghao pondered for a moment, then slowly said: "No matter what their purpose is, we must solve it quickly."

Before he finished his sentence, a person agreed: "Those living puppets are people who have disappeared from all over the country in recent years. One extra day will cost tens of hundreds of lives. I agree with Director Ling's words, no matter where they come from." Look, we should all make it fast."

Ye Feng frowned and added: "And their strength is also getting stronger. If we drag on, we may lose the ability to resist."

Another person heard the words and sighed: "We also know this, but the problem is that we can't do it."

Ye Feng's frown deepened: "Those reclusive venerables, still can't be contacted?"

Jiang Wei's complexion didn't look too good either, he sneered and said, "I can't get in touch, I don't know if those old guys don't want to come to this muddy water or they really haven't received any news."

Han Yanghao said in a deep voice, "I plan to sneak into that base to have a look."

The faces of the people present all changed, and Ye Feng immediately objected: "No, don't you think there are still few Nascent Soul cultivators that we have folded into their hands in the past three years? You will almost die without life!"

Han Yanghao raised the corners of his lips, and smiled proudly: "I'm about to break through to the supernatural realm, so I can just go there and force myself to cross the last threshold." A cold light shone in his eyes: "The thunder calamity at the time of the breakthrough is still there." You can cause them some trouble."

When Ye Feng heard him say that he was about to break through to the psychic state, the expression on his face was happy at first, and then became very serious: "Since you have touched the door, you should stay in the camp to practice obediently. I will apply for enough cultivation resources for you, don't even think about taking risks."

Han Yanghao didn't take it seriously: "The sword cultivator's strength can only be fully stimulated in a crisis situation, and letting me go is the best choice."

It's a pity that Ye Feng is not so easy to persuade. He said with a straight face: "Although taking risks may allow you to break through, it is more likely to kill you before breaking through. We can't let you die with a top combat power."

Han Yanghao lowered his eyes and said calmly: "I know, but we don't have time to delay."

This sentence silenced everyone.

Yes, if they lost the combat power of a Nascent Soul stage monk, it would be impossible for them to last for a week; but even if they kept their current state unchanged, it would be difficult for them to last for another half a year.

Every breakthrough in the big realm is a solid bottleneck. Even if you have already touched that threshold, it is very likely that you will be stuck for ten or eight years, or even stagnant for the rest of your life.Even if Ling Muhan's talent is very good, they are not sure that he can break through before the Cultivator Administration is completely defeated.

Do you want to bet that he is talented enough to break through in a few months, or that he can come back alive after going deep into the enemy camp?

The air in the room seemed to be stagnant.

After a long silence, Han Yanghao spoke again: "Tomorrow, I will set out to sneak into the lair of 'Black Fire'."

No one objected any more.

……

Ye Min pushed open the door and walked in with his lips pursed white. He looked at Han Yanghao who was constantly wiping his long sword in the room, and said dryly, "Master, please take me with you tomorrow."

Han Yanghao put down the silk in his hand, and stroked the blade with his slender fingers, as if he didn't hear him at all.

"Master, please take me there!" Ye Min stepped forward and knelt heavily towards Han Yanghao.

Han Yanghao turned his wrist, and the cold light reflected by the long sword also left a palpitating light and shadow on the wall.He sneered: "Are you going? To die?"

Ye Min trembled when he heard his mocking tone, and his voice became dry: "But, I can't wait any longer. Master, my father has been arrested for eight years, I...I..."

Han Yanghao was silent for a while, then slowly said: "That can't be helped. If he has become a puppet, it is useless for you to go. If he is still alive, you will cut off his hope of being rescued if you go to die."

Ye Min clenched his fists tightly, and the veins on the back of his hands bulged.

He knew what Han Yanghao said was right.

He hasn't reached the Nascent Soul stage yet, following Han Yanghao is simply a hindrance, and now he is making trouble here for no reason, and even he himself despises it.

But it seems that there is a voice in his ear saying - only if you go, can you find your father.

He knew he shouldn't believe it.

He knew he was being stupid for thinking now.

He knew that this was probably just a demon born of missing his father.

But he's still here.

That feeling was so strong that it could almost drive him crazy.If Han Yanghao hadn't chosen to sneak in to investigate, he might still be able to restrain this suicidal behavior, but now he can't control himself anymore.

Han Yanghao put the sword into the scabbard, and said, "Stay here honestly, and I will help you pay attention to your father's news."

Ye Min was about to bite his lips to bleed, and the fire light slowly appeared in the dark pupils, and gradually changed from the pupils to a red crystal-like color.His whole body was trembling, his elf-like handsome face was distorted due to the inner struggle, his lips opened and closed a few times, and finally begged in a hoarse voice: "Master, take me there!"

Han Yanghao noticed something was wrong, he frowned and looked into his eyes: "Do you have a demon?"

Ye Min lowered his eyes and dared not answer.

Han Yanghao's face darkened, with anger hidden on his heroic face: "Speak!"

Ye Min's body trembled again, and his forehead hit the ground heavily.

Although he didn't speak, it was obvious that he had acquiesced.

The inner demon is the greatest enemy of a cultivator, and countless arrogances have fallen in front of it.It is the greatest obsession of a cultivator, and once it cannot be suppressed, it can take away all of a person's sanity.Of course, not every cultivator will face this kind of challenge. For example, Ling Muhan, he has never had any inner demons.

Han Yanghao thinks it's a bit absurd. Yemin has demons, which is obviously not in the original script of the will of the world.He didn't know if this was a means used by the will of the world to restore the situation or if Ye Min's own paranoia exceeded everyone's expectations.

Should have guessed it, should have seen it long ago.

"I want to become stronger and save my father."

"I won't back down."

"take me!"

……

Repeated again and again, emphasized again and again, all of this is actually a sign, isn't it?

Han Yanghao stared at him sharply and remained silent for a long time.

He had a bad premonition.

"Yang Zheng!"

Ji Wenyuan came back to his senses and smiled awkwardly.

The old man raised his eyebrows and looked very angry: "What's going on with you today, you're always practicing and then distracted. When will you be able to help me like this!"

Ji Wenyuan quickly apologized, and explained: "Maybe it's because I'm too close to the battlefield, and I'm a little... flustered."

The old man was persuaded, snorted twice and said nothing more.He was also a little flustered, which is normal.Yang Zheng is young, it's normal for him to lose his composure.

Seeing that he believed him, Ji Wenyuan pursed his lips, closed his eyes and crossed his knees to continue practicing.In fact, he wasn't flustered. He had seen many battles of this level, and it was impossible for him to be moved.He just felt that something seemed to have happened at the base of the Blackfire organization—something that could give him a sense of threat.

His intuition has never been wrong, but he is a little confused now, what in this middle-level world can bring him a sense of threat?

Could it be that something happened to Han Yanghao?

Han Yanghao stared at Ye Min, and finally said: "Then you go, if you are caught, I will not rescue you."

Ye Min raised his head in disbelief, and murmured, "Thank you..."

Han Yanghao snorted coldly: "Don't thank you, your life is your own, and I have nothing to do if you want to die."

Ye Min looked at him gratefully, but didn't speak.He knew that his master was just talking, and of course there was a way to manage it, and it was impossible to completely ignore it when he was taken there.

Ji Wenyuan suddenly opened his eyes and looked in the direction of the Black Fire Organization.

The old man also opened his eyes, and scolded: "Boy Yang Zheng, do you still want to practice?"

Ji Wenyuan showed a helpless smile: "Sorry, maybe I didn't sleep well yesterday, and I can't calm down for a few days."

The old man stroked his beard: "Forget it, if you can't calm down, go and rest for a while, what's the matter with you now."

Ji Wenyuan nodded in agreement, got up and went back to his room.

He leaned against the head of the bed and closed his eyes, as if taking a nap, but in fact he was very awake.

Just at that moment, he noticed that most of the world's will's attention on him seemed to be drawn away, and that dangerous intuition became stronger and stronger.

There must be something wrong with this world.

In order to prevent Yang Zheng from showing any flaws that violated the human design, he has been suppressing the speed of cultivation, so now he is only in the middle stage of Tongmai, which is incomparable to geniuses like Ye Min, but he is already a "spiritual body" average speed.His body is already 33 years old, which is far beyond the best age for people to start cultivating. Although the talent of being a spirit body owner is still beyond the level of ordinary cultivators, it will be affected to some extent.Reaching this point is already the limit of his calculations. If he cultivates faster, it may trigger the vigilance of the will of the world.

But the cultivation in the middle stage of Tongmai is still far from enough.

The battlefield between the Black Flame Organization and the Cultivator Administration is a huge grindstone of flesh and blood, and those who do not have a cultivation level above the Golden Core stage will only end up being smashed into pieces.The Cultivator Management Bureau didn't pay much attention at the beginning, and hastily provoked Venerable Tianji, but now they can't get away, and more and more people are throwing their lives on the battlefield.

If the decisive battle really happened more than ten years later according to the script of the will of the world, he might still be able to catch up with this war.However, his intuition told him - it was too late.