Thousands of Hearts

Wei Chou took a few steps forward, showing a smile.

It was you who spoke just now? Hello, are you Redstone?

Um...I'm not...I'm... The girl with eyes lowered her head slightly in fright when he approached. The words are a little unclear.

Hello, I am Redstone.

Suddenly a palm the size of a cattail fan pressed heavily on Wei Chou's shoulder.

A fuzzy shadow covered Wei Chou's entire face.

The smile on his face froze for a moment, and he turned his head slowly.

On the other side of the aircraft, by the car door, a huge black figure with a height of more than two meters was looking down at him from a height.

Hello. The shadow stretched out a big, muscular hand. A toothy smile with bright white teeth.

I am Redstone, please take care of me.

... The smile on Wei Chou's face froze instantly.

Wang Xiaosu!?

In front of him was Wang Xiaosu, the only daughter of his benefactor Wang Yiyang.

This once youthful and beautiful girl with a hot body is now completely out of shape.

She exudes an aura of strength all the time.

Just this breath made him, who was so close at hand, feel a little uncomfortable.

Are you...? You know me? Wang Xiaosu asked in surprise.

She just graduated from high school, and passed the self-examination to the university on Sky Blue Star.

Although the old man asked him if he wanted to go to a better place.

But due to the hidden identity of the crystal sect sect.

She still forcibly chose Sky Blue Star, which was closer and had a sect base.

It's just that I didn't expect that when I came here to form a team with someone, I met someone who knew him.

I know your father. Wei Chou smiled, although the smile was a bit forced.

He felt that standing in front of this junior seemed a little humble.

Obviously he is a seventh-level reformer.

And the breath of the other party is at most level six, which is the ultimate Taisho level of a martial artist.

But for some reason, standing in front of the opponent, he was somewhat suppressed.

It's been three years since I left Galxi Star. Didn't expect you to join the Crystal Sect? Wei Chou was not surprised.

Although his benefactor, Wang Yiyang, is just an ordinary businessman, it is normal that he has the connections and resources to train extreme martial arts masters.

Just like Mist back then, there were even a number of seventh-level guards.

This is the level of the royal family.

What surprised him was that Wang Xiaosu was able to join the Crystal Sect.

A new task for a newcomer is to get close to a student of the Industrial University here. She may be the next target of the Perpetual Society. So I will cooperate with you to act together.

Wang Xiaosu said simply.

Also, my family doesn't know that I belong to the sect.

Since being quietly introduced into the Crystal Sect.

In the sect, with the help of various strange abilities, she has made rapid progress, and her strength is soaring like a rocket.

In just three years, she has already reached the limit level of a martial artist.

That is the Taisho level.

At this level, the road ahead is exhausted, and a new breakthrough needs to be found.

So Wang Xiaosu accepted the task and planned to accumulate some contribution points. Exchange some knowledge that can help her in the sect.

Permanent clubs are generally unprofitable, so there must be something different about the girl who is required to approach this task.

Fortunately, here is just a remote galaxy planet. The perpetual society here will not be too strong.

So, you follow me closely, don't run around at will. Wei Chou exhorted.

I know, I know, my dad mentioned it, let me listen to your advice here. Wang Xiaosu nodded.

It's good to know. Wei Chou often stays at Tianlanxing these days, and often communicates with Wang Yiyang.

He apparently has a job as a marine researcher here.

This is also the work officially arranged by the Crystal Sect, not a fake one.

So Wang Yiyang knew that he was also normal.

Come on. Are you here for college?

Well, yeah, didn't I just say that?

Did you say it?

Did you tell me?

I don't remember saying.

The three boarded the aircraft again and flew towards the nearby suburbs.

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Blue Sun patrol fleet, temporary base.

The refitted Baisha floated slowly over the base.

Wang Yiyang stood at the exit of the Baisha engine room, looking down.

In the base, tall mechas are moving in an orderly manner within the temporary base.

Flocks of aircraft are constantly rising and landing from one end of the base, like a flock of birds.

Three years. Fortunately, everything is safe and sound.

Wang Yiyang quietly watched the scene in front of him.

Become a star noble, buy planets, and have your own base.

Now, away from a peaceful life, there is only one last difficulty left.

That is strength!

The identity mission is still seven years away from the outbreak time. There is still time for now, but the Hunting Bow may not be able to hold on.

Wang Yiyang was worried.

Three years, whether it is long or not, is not short.

For his level, it was barely a solid cultivation base.

According to the normal promotion speed, from tenth to eleventh level, although it is only a process of accumulating perception.

But the normal time is an average of thirteen years is the breakthrough cycle, and geniuses can barely shorten it.

Wang Yiyang frowned and thought.

He was thinking about whether it was time to enter the real world and catch some higher-level monsters.

In the past three years, with the support of his thinking prison, his perception has improved rapidly, but there is still a distance from the eleventh level.

Level 11 requires much more perception than he expected.

This seriously delayed the speed of his promotion.

The shadow of war could be approaching at any time.

The urgency in Wang Yiyang's heart became more and more urgent.

The simple thinking of arresting people and entering the prison of thinking can no longer meet his needs.

He needs to go faster! Get stronger faster.

He has a special status, once the sect starts a war with this side, he will be the first to have an accident.

He hopes that the Taoist Immortal Sect will win and gain the upper hand, so that he can go to the past conveniently.

This is unrealistic.

What's more troublesome is that Wang Yiyang's new identity also has a Tianmo sect...

Fortunately, he had previously blocked the positioning function of the flesh and blood magic lines on his body.

In the past three years, the flesh and blood magic pattern has lit up five times.

Every time, it is suppressed by the real yuan and technological facilities, preventing the signal from being sent out.

Fortunately, this thing only has the function of sending location.

Otherwise, Wang Yiyang doesn't think that with his own strength, he can suppress its function.

The crown prince of the Tianmo sect is just a status. The suzerain Chao Yuehong is in his prime and has a long lifespan. The sole crown prince is determined just to make preparations in advance.

To prevent him from failing to attack the realm of primordial demons, there will be accidents.

Wang Yiyang has already sorted out the thousand-year memory of his new identity during these times.

He also has a deeper understanding of Tianmozong than Daodexianzong.

This is a colossal monster whose power spans several large star groups.

According to Wang Yiyang's careful comparison.

Its sphere of influence is almost the same as that of the Taoist Immortal Sect.

The size of the jurisdictional territory is close to the size of the jurisdictional area of ​​Dawn Light.

In his memory, he had seen the high-ranking officials of Daode Xianzong attack, the power should far surpass Huiyue, maybe it could reach the star level.

At least the stellar layer in the classic records looks like that.

And Chao Yuehong, the suzerain of the Heavenly Demon Sect, shouldn't be much different. belong to a class.

Once a strong player at this level makes a move, it will basically be an all-out war.

Strength, strength... Wang Yiyang was anxious.

In a recent communication, his mother, Qing Weizi, had clearly informed him that the integration of Daode Xianzong was about to be completed.

At the latest, there are still two months left, and there may be a chance to start a war there.

Not only because of other reasons, but also because of the lack of resources in the universe where the sect is located, and a serious shortage.

In addition, there are too many immortals, and wars are needed to consume a wave.

But this time, not only the Taoist Immortal Sect, but also two other sects of the same level will arrive soon.

The three major sects reached an agreement to open three large teleportation arrays here.

The materials and people to open the teleportation array have already been prepared.

The rulers of the stars, too lax.

In other words, they simply have no way to deal with the endless stream of another system of spells in the Immortal Dao.

Two months... Wang Yiyang knew what his mother meant.

Although the two sides are currently in peace talks, they are temporarily in the stage of peaceful exchanges.

But that's just an illusion.....

Thinking of this, Wang Yiyang finally made up his mind.

He is now level ten, and has been able to further step into the depths of the third floor.

The real world, the first layer of desire, the second layer of rumors, the third layer, fairy tales.

And what about the fourth floor...

He was going to explore a lot this time.

If he could imprison a powerful enough monster, it might be more helpful to his mind prison.

It just happened that I strengthened the thinking prison completion.

Do whatever comes to mind.

Wang Yiyang returned to the interior of Baisha.

Sit back in the main control room.

Sitting on the seat, he closed his eyes and concentrated his perception.

The huge storm-like perception slowly flows and condenses in the main control hall.

The perception gradually revolves around the mutated perception part, constantly cohesive, cohesive.....

Wang Yiyang's consciousness also continued to sink.

The first floor, the second floor, and then forced to step into the third floor.

Wang Yiyang has already recorded the radio frequency band.

With his huge perception, he forcibly found the frequency band of the third layer again.

Open your eyes again.

He looked around.

He was still sitting in his original position, nothing changed around him.

This place should already be a fairy tale layer, right?

Wang Yiyang stood up, walked to the window of the main control hall, and looked out.

Outside the window, all the huge planets had disappeared.

There are only countless small stars that shine brightly and spread their wings, flying around.

Sure enough, it's a fairy tale layer. Wang Yiyang was not surprised.

In recent years, this is not the first time he has entered the third floor.

Ignore the little stars outside.

He once tried to capture them, but found that these small stars were extremely fast and extremely heavy.

They are not aggressive, but they can't be moved, they can't be beaten.

Even if it is a prison of thought, there is no way to capture it.

The perception consciousness of these little stars is as hard and stable as a steel boulder.

Can't shake it at all.

Wang Yiyang walked to the cabin door and followed the opened door all the way out.

He had read the internal materials of Hengji Sect.

I have a certain understanding of the fourth layer.

The fourth floor requires at least level ten to explore. I happen to be at this level. It should barely meet the requirements.

Wang Yiyang quickly walked to a living cabin in Baisha.

In this living cabin, on the wall is an ancient painting donated by Donaldson a while ago.

Title: Prayer in the Storm.

In the painting, it is in a dark and huge tornado storm, in a dark chapel.

A skinny old man was holding a scepter in his hand, praying sadly on the ground.

And directly in front of him was a mutilated six-armed statue.

Starting from the fourth floor, the danger will be greatly increased. Human beings have only explored the sixth floor at most.

And starting from the fourth level, human beings explore the truth, and the benefits they get are far less than the sacrifices.

If we say that the first three floors, the mecha masters can still be used as a practice combat, and they can go in occasionally to try.

Then the fourth layer is different. Not to mention the great increase in danger, there is still nothing to benefit.

Once injured, it means that the perception is severely impaired, and the consequences are extremely serious.

So starting from this layer, there are fewer and fewer people exploring. Only some scholars can barely maintain their enthusiasm and continue to explore.

The information on the fourth floor flashed through Wang Yiyang's mind.

He stared at the oil painting.

The way to enter the fourth floor is very simple.

That is - stare.

Stare at the sinking point.

He stared at the oil painting.

The huge perception began to follow a strange rhythm, following the information and images on the oil painting, sinking again,

But this time, the sinking speed was much faster than the previous layers.

And it's much, much faster.

as if.

It was as if there were countless arms pulling him, going down, down...

in the dark.

Wang Yiyang's consciousness and perception seemed to fall into the deep sea.

He looked up and could barely see the light of the upper real world.

In the darkness, that point of light is rapidly dimming and shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye.

He sinks down, towards the dangerous world that is becoming more and more unfamiliar to human beings.

'The fourth layer, the myth layer. I am coming. '