You can't afford to hurt a man wearing an anti-theft badge

The earth wall was released instantly on Saturday, and the seven layers of earth-yellow Dunjia successfully formed the wall one by one, protecting him in front of him.

"Plop" the black light pierced through the earth wall like a bamboo, and passed through the sixth floor in an instant.

When the last layer of earth wall also cracked——

On Saturday, he had already hid behind Feng Zixuan.

He quickly scratched his fingers, drew a formation on the coral bed, and poured spiritual power into it.

"Little friend, do you think hiding is useful?" Yan Xueyue walked over slowly while laughing.

"Of course it's useful. Are you willing to destroy your heir's body?" Saturday said, his subordinates didn't stop at all. Soon, a magic circle with complicated patterns flashing with khaki light appeared in front of Saturday.

"Oh, so to speak, your strategy is really good. What I cherish the most is my body." Yan Xueyue smiled.

He realized that Yan Xueyue had already climbed the steps, and if he took two more steps, he might have to fight hand-to-hand. At that time, Saturday would have all-powerful abilities, and he would not be able to escape from his hands.

On Saturday, he grabbed Feng Zixuan and deliberately blocked him: "That's great, I won't be able to hide here."

Yan Xueyue looked at Feng Zixuan, Feng Zixuan was still in a state of despair, he couldn't help laughing with satisfaction, he thought it would take some twists and turns to capture Feng Zixuan's body, but he didn't expect it to be so easy, instead There is an unreal feeling.

The next moment, Feng Zixuan's body disappeared.

Yan Xueyue's smile froze, and he even stretched out his hand to touch it, but there was nothing, there was a piece of air in front, and the coral bed was opposite.

There seemed to be something sparkling on the coral bed.

Moving his eyes to the coral bed, Yan Xueyue found that the afterimage of a magic circle was dissipating, and the light was coming from that magic circle. He reached out to touch it, but the afterimage dissipated suddenly.

"Earth escape—?"

The art of earth escape.

As long as there is soil, you can travel freely, just like birds flying in the air and fish swimming in the bottom of the water.

The Hades Palace is located under the golf course, and it is also the entrance to the ghost world. The most important thing is "earth".

But Saturday didn't just use Tudun, he also combined space technology to create a teleportation magic circle connecting the two places. The other place is the small garden behind the Book Pavilion of the Cultivation Academy.

In the process of looking for Feng Zixuan, the first stop on Saturday was not the top floor of Zangshu Pavilion, but the small garden. Although Feng Zixuan was not found in the small garden, he saw the soil under his feet and thought of golf. The soil of the court, a plan of adventure formed in the mind.

What if Yan Xueyue accidentally found out after sneaking into Hades Palace?

What if Feng Zixuan's epiphany failed and he never beat Yan Xueyue?

Just like every building has an escape route, Saturday decided to leave an escape route for himself and Feng Zixuan.

Teleporting from Hades Hall to the small garden, Saturday and Feng Zixuan were thrown out by the rapidly rotating magic circle.

Get up from the ground on Saturday, turn around and find that Feng Zixuan is still lying face down on the ground like a dead dog.

To be honest, it is impossible not to be annoyed when I have just experienced a life-and-death crisis and see that the people I desperately rescued have no will to survive.

Saturday walked over and kicked Feng Zixuan.

Feng Zixuan let out a "hum".

"Is that why you want to dedicate your body to Yan Xueyue?" asked Saturday.

Feng Zixuan turned his head slowly, looked sideways at Saturday, the bright moonlight fell on Saturday's shoulders and hair tips, his eyes shone in the night—did he cry?

Of course Saturday didn't cry, it was the reflection effect, he kicked Feng Zixuan again, then stepped over him and walked out of the garden.

Opened the group on Saturday and sent a message telling Li Er and the others to withdraw quickly, leave City B, and go anywhere.

Compared to the seven-star hotel that Yan Xueyue had booked for them, the wilderness was a little safer.

Five minutes later, Li Er posted a location, which was in a street house in a second-tier city.

Li Er: We're going to find Mr. Huang.

Surprised on Saturday, they reacted very quickly, and they were a little relieved. When the cold wind blew, they shivered on Saturday, and only then did they feel that they were covered in cold sweat.

"Who is Mr. Huang? This name sounds familiar." Saturday muttered to himself.

Suddenly a figure flashed behind him, and Saturday froze in fright, for fear of seeing Yan Xueyue crawling towards the magic circle when he turned his head.

"It's the elder of Fengmen," Feng Zixuan said in a slightly hoarse voice, "Let's go, let's meet there too."

Huh?

Turning around on Saturday, he saw Feng Zixuan standing behind him, and he looked at Feng Zixuan's face.

Feng Zixuan wiped his face: "Is there any mud left?"

"No more." Saturday laughed, "Let's go."

Huang Lao is the first follower of Feng Zixuan. His cultivation has approached that of Nascent Soul, but it is completely invisible on the surface. He is just an ordinary retiree. Zai Zai Zai old age life.

Mr. Huang owns a single small building with a small yard in front of it. The small building is made of cement and has no architectural beauty, but it is simple and lovely.

Originally this small building was very quiet, but now there were five men crowded in, the living room had a floor on the floor, and Zhang San's snoring resounded throughout the building.

Mr. Huang was still smiling, and bowed his back to boil hot water for Feng Zixuan and Saturday. They took a shower in the simple toilet and came to the second bedroom. Clean and fluffy cotton quilts were folded on the bed. The quilts are piled up as high as the table.

"The place is small, so we can only squeeze together." Huang Lao said with a smile.

"Excuse me." Feng Zixuan said.

"Old Huang, go to bed," said Saturday.

"Okay, okay." Huang Lao nodded with a smile, and went out with his hands behind his back.

"Where do you sleep?" Saturday asked.

Feng Zixuan sighed: "It doesn't matter."

"Then you go inside." Spread the quilt on Saturday.

At this time, the two slept on the same bed for the first time, and they should chat for a while, but after a day of exhaustion, both of them were too sleepy to open their eyes, and fell asleep hugging the quilt.

Halfway through, he was woken up by Zhang San once on Saturday, and he put a soundproof circle at the door, everything was completely silent, and he fell asleep again.

Early the next morning, Saturday's biological clock woke him up.

He got dressed, went into the toilet, and locked the door behind him.

He opened the bracelet, hesitated for a moment on Saturday, knocked on Chen Ke, and told him that all the factors were complete, but the result of Feng Zixuan's epiphany becoming a martial god did not appear.

Chen Ke may not have gotten up yet, this time it is displayed as offline.

On Saturday, I anxiously opened the group of the global fan support club. It was too early, and few people were awake. Only Wufeng and Suifeng were exchanging the latest anti-theft chapters.

The latest anti-theft chapter has just been updated so that Feng Zixuan saw Zhuo Liu dead with his own eyes, and left the Hades Hall in grief. The following content has not yet been released, but Wufeng has already complained.

[Administrator] Wufeng: It's so depressing_(:3)∠)_

[Administrator] Suifeng: I think it's okay

[Administrator] Wu Feng: Do you feel that after having the male god on Saturday, my wind has become weaker...

[Administrator] Wu Feng: I feel aggrieved when I'm weak. In the main text, it's obvious that I have become a god, but there is no anti-theft badge. I'm a horse and I think the anti-theft badge is better. I'm stupid... [打手]

[Administrator] Suifeng: It has become weaker

[Administrator] Wufeng: Right?I'm not alone in feeling this way!I'm the one who wants to become a warrior!The anti-theft chapter is so weak, how can he become a Valkyrie!

[Administrator] Suifeng: Who said he must become a Valkyrie?

[Administrator] Wufeng: Huh?I have sworn oaths several times, don't bully the young and poor, I can't help my fate, oh yes, even in the anti-theft chapter, I also publicly announced that I will become a martial god in the martial arts field!The protagonist's wish is the biggest goal, so let's read a cool article to see how the protagonist achieves his goal!

[Administrator] Suifeng: Who didn't say when they were young that they wanted to be an astronaut, a great writer, or a scientist...

[Administrator] Suifeng: When I grow up, I know what I really want.

[Administrator] Wufeng: That's because of lack of ability [curling lips]

[Administrator] Suifeng: There is also such a reason, but, did you find out, in the main text, I am a master of wind, emphasizing that "one can be strong without desire", and in the anti-theft chapter, it is obvious that he still has "desire".

[Administrator] Wufeng: Is that Bing's love?Suifeng, you are so heavy~~~~~

[Administrator] Suifeng: No, he has the desire to protect. The people in the Fengmen are still doing well, and they have not suffered serious setbacks like in the text, and Yan Xueyue's tricks have not succeeded... and the person he wants to protect, Also live well...

Seeing this on Saturday, I was even more depressed. Could it be that Feng Zixuan did not become a god, as they said, because the damper was intact?

The fact that the damper was intact was also the result of Saturday's meddling. He thought he could give Feng Zixuan a happy ending, but who knew that it actually prevented Feng Zixuan from becoming a god? ?

wrong.

According to Chen Ke, as long as the "cause" in the main causal chain is realized, it will definitely lead to the "effect".

The damper is not a link in the main causal chain, it should not affect the result.

So what went wrong?

On Saturday, I washed my face with cold water, tidied my clothes, and walked out of the living room. Li Er and the others hadn't woken up yet, and the living room was full of snoring.

"Xiao Zhou, is it so early?" Elder Huang came out of the kitchen and asked Saturday with a smile.

"Old Huang." Greeted Saturday.

"If you have nothing to do, go out to buy breakfast with me, and take you to taste our famous Nan Chuanzi Street Hu spicy soup." Huang Lao said slowly.

He was a little surprised on Saturday, because he seemed to have heard the name "Nan Chuanzi Street Hu Hot Soup" somewhere.

I can't remember it for a while.

Halfway through the walk, the wind with an earthy smell blew on Saturday's face, and he suddenly remembered: "Beichuanzi Street Hu spicy soup! So it's this—"

Hu spicy soup on Beichuanzi Street is well-known in the city of my hometown on Saturdays. Whether you are going to school, go to work in the morning, walk your dog, or go out for a stroll by yourself, you will go around to Beichuanzi Street to get a bowl of spicy soup. , the mellow paste is filled with a bit of chewy louver strips, and then sprinkled with diamond-shaped fried crisps, even drinking and chewing, to meet the various needs of the mouth in an all-round way.

Thinking that Chen Ke actually connected Beichuanzijie Hu spicy soup to the cultivation world, he couldn't help but be overjoyed on Saturday. In this way, he can eat authentic hometown food without going back to the real world.

"How is it, taste?"

Huang Lao asked during the break of feasting on Saturday.

"It's delicious, very delicious." Said happily on Saturday, after eating the hot and spicy soup, I felt that the haze all over my body was washed away.

"Brother, please fill this basin up." Huang Lao took out a yellow enamel vegetable basin from his cloth pocket for grocery shopping.

"Hey, come on." The boss turned around from the steaming pot, and reached out to take the enamel dish bowl.

Watching the boss use a long-handled spoon to make Hu spicy soup out of the pot, I couldn’t help but think on Saturday: Although the novel is called Nan Chuanzi Street Hu spicy soup, it cannot be denied that it is essentially the taste of Bei Chuanzi Street Hu spicy soup. .

A threshold suddenly felt on Saturday, and he figured it out.

Nan Chuanzi Street Hu spicy soup is essentially Bei Chuanzi Street Hu spicy soup.

And Zhuo Liu is essentially him.

If Zhuo Liu does not die, one link in the causal chain cannot be achieved, and the final result of Feng Zixuan becoming a god cannot be realized.

When Feng Zixuan woke up, there was no one around.

But the sunken marks on the pillow proved that the man had indeed slept beside him.

Feng Zixuan was in a complicated mood. After Zhuo Liu died, he was faintly excited that he had slept next to him on Saturday.

This is betrayal.

Although... when Zhuo Liu was alive, there was no agreement between them.

It's all his wishful thinking.

Feng Zixuan covered his forehead with his hands and covered his eyes with his palms.

In the darkness, he seemed to see the flash of light in his eyes when Saturday looked down at him last night.

How innocent Saturday was, he almost died in the Hades Palace because of his self-destructive self-abandonment...

not like this!

Feng Zixuan thumped the bed violently.

Even if he will never fall in love with anyone again, if he is alive, he must protect Fengmen, protect... his deputy sect master.

A rare quiet morning.

The table of Li Er, Zhang San and Sun Wu had a very lively breakfast.

On the contrary, Feng Zixuan and Saturday had their own thoughts, and their expressions were a little gloomy.

Feng Zixuan was thinking about the way out in the future.

On Saturday, I was worried about how to break this situation that was destined to be unbreakable from the very beginning.

After the meal, the five of them sat around in the living room to discuss their next move.

"Boss, are you saying that Yan Xueyue might hunt us down?" Li Er asked worriedly.

"Yes, we can't delay here, otherwise we will cause trouble for Mr. Huang." Feng Zixuan said.

"Then where can we go?" Sun Wu was at a loss.

"The world is so big, isn't there a place to stay?" Feng Zixuan thought for a while, "I remember that there is a small town in a foreign land on the side of Fengling's illusion."

"I agree," Zhang San said gruffly, "hand-caught lamb three times a day, it's delicious."

"Then how long are we going to hide?" Li Er asked again, "We can't hide from Yan Xueyue for the rest of our lives, can we?"

"So we have to find a way and practice more diligently." Feng Zixuan said, "Yan Xueyue's strength is very terrifying. Even if I have the Sanyuanying, I can't match him."

Li Er showed worry on his face, he was always pessimistic.

Feng Zixuan saw that the other three had no objections, so he made a decision to leave Yan Xueyue's sphere of influence first, and then find a way out.

After saying goodbye to Mr. Huang, the group rushed to the small town Feng Zixuan mentioned, and rented a small second floor to live in.

As soon as Li Er and the others settled down, he hurriedly started to practice. On Saturday, he turned on the computer and looked at the maps of various magic circles. He has recently studied how to combine different magic circles through space technology. That's how it came together.Basically, the magic circles that are circulating now are all 2D. If you build a magic circle in a 3D space, you can connect countless magic circles to produce a composite effect.

In the process of studying the map on the computer, I discovered on Saturday that there is also an interest forum for magic circle researchers in the cultivation world. There are often live broadcasts of experiments, analysis of results, etc., which is very interesting.

Putting himself into the research, Saturday temporarily forgot about Feng Zixuan's annoyance that he could not become a god, and immersed himself in the joy of opening the door of a new world to him.

Feng Zixuan saw that everyone was calming down, so he found a corner quietly and began to meditate.

That night, I received a reply from Chen Ke on Saturday.

Chen Ke told Saturday that he had a way to bring Saturday back, so that Saturday should not go out for the next few days and stay in the house obediently.

"What method?" Saturday curious.

"There is a better way than you taking unnecessary risks." Chen Ke's tone was not kind.

Thinking of what I did in Hades Hall, it has turned into an anti-theft badge at this moment, and it has been stuffed into Chen Ke's hands as a huge handle. At this critical moment, Feng Zixuan did not realize his epiphany...

Chen Ke said: "I'll say it again, don't act rashly."

"...Okay." Saturday agreed.

Chen Ke nodded: "Let's do this first, hang up."

After the video was cut, Chen Ke called up the public opinion analysis report and looked at the bottom number.

It's still 2w short.

About another 10 days or so will be enough.

On the third day, on Saturday, when I went to the Forum Research Forum, the first thing I saw was a red post on the top.

It is a notice to tell everyone that the three major families and the Cultivation Academy jointly issued a first-level alert, please do not go out alone for those who are below the Golden Core level, because dark forces will intercept the single Cultivator and take away his cultivation base.

And a cultivator who has been robbed of his cultivation base is almost like a cripple, not only losing all his spiritual power, but also aging rapidly.

Simply put, life is worse than death.

There has been no such thing as taking people's cultivation base for hundreds of years.

It can be judged that this was not done by the righteous way. Most of the evil way went crazy and had to seize the cultivation base of other practitioners to reduce the pain caused by backlash.

At the end of the post, there was a request for help, saying that the enchantment of the Cultivation Academy had been in disrepair for a long time, and now many students in it could not be protected. Once attacked by the evil heretics, it may cause irreversible consequences.

On Saturday, I vaguely remembered that the enchantment of the Cultivation Academy was built thousands of years ago. It has been passed down to the present and it is indeed in disrepair. Some time ago, Feng Zixuan cut it with a sword. It will probably be like the roof of a library. It's crumbling.

On Saturday, based on his memories and the blueprint given in the post, he made the enchantment recovery map. When he wanted to click to send, he hesitated again. He is just an anonymous user, what if someone notices it.

just forget it.

Thinking of Chen Ke's advice, he can't meddle in other people's business at this time.

After paying attention to it for several days in a row, I found on Saturday that the situation seemed to be getting worse.

First, many students of the Cultivation Academy lost their spiritual roots overnight, and then the teacher was robbed and turned into useless wood when they came back. On the seventh day, Vice President Hong Chen of the Cultivation Academy announced that they could not guarantee the safety of the students and sent them all home.

On Saturday, he hesitated for a while, changed his ip by using a proxy, and anonymously sent a message to Hong Chen's id, and posted the enchantment recovery picture.

The next day, Dean Hong Chen posted that enthusiastic people had helped repair the barrier, and now those students who had nowhere to go could feel at ease for the time being. At the end of the post, Dean Hong Chen thanked the anonymous user.

I breathed a sigh of relief on Saturday, thinking that it would be fine for the time being.

Unexpectedly, on the ninth day, someone posted a scary video in the formation research forum.

Directly hit the "spirit-sucking ghost" on the spot!

The evil heretic who stole other people's spiritual power was dubbed the "spirit-sucking ghost".The moment he devoured the spiritual root was captured directly in the video. The situation was horrific. He pressed down on a young family member, pulled the spiritual root out of his body, and devoured it hungrily—although the camera only stayed for 3 seconds The bell moved away out of fear, but that terrible picture left a deep shadow in the hearts of many practitioners.

The building was built quickly, and there were various voices of discussion, some speculated that some great power had gone mad, some speculated that the underground demons had returned to the cultivation world, and some bad-mouthed the cultivation world, saying that the righteous way would be destroyed.

On Saturday, she clearly saw that the "spirit-sucking ghost" was none other than Yan Xueyue!

Why did Yan Xueyue become like this?

He devoured those cultivation bases and spiritual roots, mostly because of the "evil thoughts" in his body. Could it be that his body was overdrawn and could no longer bear the powerful "evil thoughts"?

In the afternoon, more small videos were sent out.

At this moment, the world of self-cultivation, where everyone is in danger, is full of ghosts and wolves howling because of the spread of these images. The children of aristocratic families and college students who are used to comparing the length of their spiritual roots to determine the outcome are completely helpless against these real horrors. And the forums and videos gave them a strong impact. Panic quickly burned and spread like seeing the flames of hay.

Not long after, Dean Hong Shen posted again, hoping that all formation masters would help. They decided to build a prison circle in front of the Xiuzhen Academy to trap the "spirit-absorbing ghost" inside.

Next, according to the format of the last help post, Dean Hong Shen listed the atlases of various ancient magic circles as a reference, and gave the terrain in front of the Cultivation Academy in detail.

Dean Hong Shen finally wrote:

I once had an extremely gifted student who wrote an article in my culture class. He said that the ideal world of comprehension is not a world of innate determinism. Cultivators should use their wisdom to control spiritual power for Comprehension Realm Services.Later, he built a practice space on the top floor of the library building, nesting the strengthening magic circle into the building in an ingenious way, and it only took three years to build the foundation.

Now, I am here to post a post asking for help, not the strongest, but the wisest.I hope you can use your wisdom to help the world of comprehension that is in danger.