The prosperous city and highly developed technology have brought a fast-paced life.
The past life of working from sunrise to sunset has long ceased to exist.
Even after the early morning, when the yin energy is strong, the metropolis is still brightly lit, like a huge and delicate honey pot, filled with all the anesthesia that humans need, allowing anyone to vent and indulge in physical or mental pleasure.
Sometimes, Wang Qi feels that modern cities are unprecedented huge monsters.
Monsters will use magic to seduce humans, and then absorb their essence to practice.
The huge city attracts more and more people with the stimulation of feasting and drinking, and then absorbs their most valuable ten or twenty years, absorbs their energy, and then spits them out, luring more humans in, and itself becomes more and more prosperous and bigger under the sacrifice of these people.
This is the behavior pattern of huge monsters.
Will demons be bred in the city?
"Doctor Wang, Doctor Wang?"
The gentle call brought Wang Qi back to her senses. She smiled apologetically, prescribed medicine for the patient, and then smiled amid the voices of gratitude, watching the young man who had just slept well here leave. Her business is actually quite good.
The high-paced and high-pressure life in this city plunders and occupies people's spirit and time, so most people stay up late in revenge, and then gradually suffer from insomnia under great pressure.
The body gradually collapsed, sleep became worse and worse, and nightmares were everywhere.
So the profession of psychologist is becoming more and more common.
Wang Qi looked at the sky outside, drank a sip of coffee, and just wore a white coat. She was not very tall, had plain black hair, and wore gold-rimmed glasses. She put the pen on the pocket of the white coat and went down to the underground garage to pick up the car.
There was another young nurse with her, and Wang Qi nodded politely.
Squeak, squeak——
The elevator suddenly shook.
The lights were also flashing.
Suddenly,
The elevator fell heavily.
Then it suddenly stopped and stopped in the morgue of a private hospital.
The young nurse screamed and sat down on the ground with weak legs.
When the elevator was opened, a man walked in step by step, with a bell of a corpse in the morgue hanging on his wrist, his eyes numb and cold. Wang Qi sighed, and the eyes under the gold-rimmed glasses became vertical pupils, and then the corpse suddenly stopped and fell to the ground with a plop.
The nurse was trembling with fear and couldn't speak: "Doctor Wang..."
Wang Qi stretched out his finger and tapped the nurse's eyebrows.
The nurse couldn't say a word and fell in the elevator.
Then she stepped over the resurrected corpse of the man, and the corpse melted and disappeared visibly with the naked eye.
Open the car door, add gas, and reverse.
She is already very familiar with modern technology.
Wang Qi drove back to where she was living now. The news was playing in the car. It seemed that the bad weather of the past few days had passed. It would be sunny for a long time. In fact, it was very strange. There were sudden storms and rainstorms a few days ago, and the sky was gloomy, and then it became normal in an instant.
When she returned, there were many hideous monsters kneeling in the house.
And among the monsters, there was a man in loose robes, with black hair hanging down behind him, and a face that was very heroic and calmly flipping through a book. These were the reasons for the abnormal weather in the past few days - a bunch of monsters passing through, some of whom even called themselves gods.
"We are willing to bow down to the adults."
"As long as you drive, I dare not say anything."
The leading monster knelt on the ground and kowtowed.
They were all captured.
The black-haired man turned a page of the book and said:
"From Fuso?"
"Yes."
The domineering and dull sword light swept across, and when it converged, all the monsters had been killed. The one with the highest cultivation wanted to escape. He felt that he had already rushed out, but the cold feeling on his neck brought him back to reality. His eyes flashed, and he had clearly rushed out just now, but in reality he did not move a step.
Is it a dream? !
The monster widened his eyes.
The sword light tore.
Finally, accompanied by a low tiger roar, the monsters were swallowed into the stomach.
Wang Qi knelt in front, leaned forward to pour tea, and said:
"Why doesn't Shanjun subdue them? At least they can be used."
The black-haired man flipped through the book and said, "I just hate them."
"These monsters will attract the attention of the Tianshi Mansion, so it's better to bring them back and kill them."
Wang Qi didn't say much. He had designed the disciples of Baiyun Temple to put the statue of Shanjun in the ancestral hall for worship. Now that disciple no longer exists in this world, Shanjun borrowed his identity, and the house bought by the latter with the money naturally belongs to them.
Berqi, who is proficient in illusion and dream, wants to hide in the world more easily than many monsters with higher cultivation. The same is true for Shanjun who drives ghosts. Wang Qi's eyes swept across the table and saw the books that Shanjun had flipped through on the table. Among them, the "Modern History of Shenzhou" that he had just finished flipping through was clearly visible.
So I understand why Shanjun killed just now.
In any case, he was once the mountain god of Shenzhou.
Shanjun sat cross-legged on the sofa in a relaxed posture, and piled up books around this borrowed skin.
"Modern Social Structure", "Blue Star Military", "Basic Principles of Economics"
As if he had forgotten to sleep and didn't know boredom, he read books one by one eagerly.
"The world two thousand years later is really interesting."
Wang Qi hummed.
In the elevator of the private hospital, the nurse yawned, slowly opened her eyes, was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly checked the time, answered a few calls, and left in a hurry. She only remembered that she was busy too late today, even later than Dr. Wang, and perhaps because she was too tired, she fell asleep in the elevator.
......
The steel jungle of mankind rose from the ground, and the monsters had to mix into the human life.
The wasteland and forests that could occupy the fields in ancient times now need protection to exist.
Wei Yuan really had a headache.
He sat cross-legged at the highest point of the museum, and could see tall buildings from afar. The sky was covered with a thick layer of haze, and it was difficult to see the stars. After a lot of effort, he finally found a little star. Wei Yuan held up the insect pulse in the book and aimed at the star.
The stars seen through the pulse seemed brighter.
Then there were light spots in the void, as if the brightness of the star suddenly increased, and a ray of starlight fell through the pulse, and finally gathered into a translucent pill. Wei Yuan held up this pill, knowing that this should be the immortal pill that the goddess said she got at night with the pulse.
The black cat stretched lazily and lost interest: "It turns out to be just starlight and moonlight."
"You humans can't use the essence of the sun and moon to practice like monsters, so you use pulse vision."
"Mortals can't bear the starlight, and they have to tear off the pulse vision and take it with its essence. It's just to strengthen the body a little. It's really meaningless."
Wei Yuan held the pill in his palm and was a little surprised. He thought about it, stared at Wei Yuan again, and said:
"But you have pulse vision, so you can also participate in the July 15th meeting this year."
"Zhongyuan Festival?"
"No, it's Emperor Liujiang."
The black cat stretched lazily and said: "The moonlight on the night of Gengshen contains Emperor Liujiang, which is shaped like countless olives, with thousands of golden threads, entwined and hanging down to the world. Plants and trees can become monsters when they receive its essence. Foxes and ghosts can show their magical powers when they eat it. You are also a cultivator, and you haven't heard of this. ?"
"I think the soul-nourishing tree in your house can become a spirit."
"As for you, mortals cannot accept it. With the help of Mai Wang, you can make the Emperor's Flowing Juice into a pill that humans can take. What did the old Taoist Zhang Ruosu say? Plants have sex but no life, but the Flowing Juice has sex and can replenish life. Foxes and ghosts have their own lives, so eating them is very beneficial."
"You are a human, a level higher than foxes and ghosts. If you can absorb the Emperor's Flowing Juice, your cultivation should be much faster. This is a big event that only happens once every sixty years. Moreover, the spiritual energy was cut off before, and it has not happened for a long time. The one sixty years ago was too small, and this time it should be larger. "
Wei Yuan smiled and said, "You don't seem to be the one who would tell me these things."
Lei just didn't answer, muttering in his heart, this guy is a human after all, even if Mai Wang turned the Emperor's Flowing Juice into pills, he couldn't absorb so much, wouldn't it all be his by then?
Wei Yuan leaned on the roof of the museum and swallowed the pill.
There was a slight sting.
But after entering the stomach, the pill dissolved, and the cool medicinal power flowed.
Crouching Tiger Art flowed, and the hidden injuries suffered in the ghost domain were finally completely healed.
......
I had previously obtained 100 merits, and exchanged for 40 points for healing and higher-level skills.
The remaining 60 points, Wei Yuan planned to use them after the injury was healed.
Now he will go to Qingqiu in three days, not to mention that there is a disaster of Shanjun Boqi hiding in the dark. Wei Yuan always feels that there seems to be a beast chasing him from behind. Today, he has the opportunity, so he naturally starts to try to practice. As he thought before, he wants to exchange for the moon dew left by the previous Sili school lieutenants.
Improve yourself in experience and combat reaction.
Wei Yuan has made a choice in advance.
After solving the ghost king of the ghost realm, "The Scroll of Strange Powers and Chaos, Strange Seventeen" ended. It seems that this kind of major case, or some powerful demon king incidents, is very important for the assessment of Sili Xiaowei. After that day, a new batch of options were added to the selection list of the Han Dynasty arsenal.
Among them, there is a fixed merit, which can only be exchanged by Sili Xiaowei himself.
His 1,200 direct elites, as well as direct envoys at various levels such as catching demons and hunting ghosts, cannot see these options. After thinking about it, Wei Yuan felt that these might be the inheritance of Sili Xiaowei from other members. After all, the basic exorcism, infusion, and crouching tiger tactics are open to all demon catching direct envoys. As long as there are merits, they can be exchanged.
As the commander-in-chief, Crouching Tiger should be different.
At the beginning, he could not open the exchange. It was opened after solving a major case recorded in the file to prevent the waist card from falling into the hands of incompetent people.
Among them, the first one is the moonlight.
And it only takes a little merit.
This means that the successors of the Sili School Lieutenants of all generations believed that the successors of later generations must experience this illusion to hone themselves.
Wei Yuan looked at the sixty points he had left and felt that he had plenty.
He was also very curious about what kind of terrifying and powerful demon and devil this Moon Dew Shadow was that was carefully preserved by the school lieutenants of all generations.
So he spent a little merit and clicked on this Moon Dew Shadow.
It was a talisman that looked extremely ancient, and it couldn't even be called a talisman, it was just a brand. Wei Yuan saw that it was not the brand of one person, but a combination of brands of countless people.
In an instant, the magic power submerged Wei Yuan.
Just like the feeling when he opened the Painted Skin Scroll before, the extremely real scroll slowly unfolded in front of Wei Yuan, but there were large patches of black on the screen, giving people a sense of oppression, and then a line of words appeared on this huge scroll-the fifth year of Emperor Gaozu.
The picture burned, and the burning ashes engulfed Wei Yuan.
His eyes flashed, and he had entered the illusion, the memory of this imprint.
The towering sky was dyed red with blood, the running river waves, the strong smell of blood, this is a battlefield, and it is the most cruel battlefield in ancient times. The dense elites are like waves and dark clouds, surrounding a mountain, swords and spears are like forests, and the murderous intent makes the sky and the earth covered with a thick cloud. Wei Yuan breathed, and felt the murderous intent and bloody aura on the battlefield, which made his hair stand up all over his body.
He subconsciously looked at the main body of this memory picture.
Cao Cao, Zhang Fei, Du Yu, Zhuge...
Generations of Sili school lieutenants agreed that this is a necessary experience for all crouching tigers in later generations.
But it is not a demon.
It was not a high mountain, but it strangely gave people a towering momentum. Thousands of people, and even more elite soldiers were chasing them, but there were only more than 20 people on the mountain. The leader sat on a horse, holding a war spear. Facing thousands of troops, he was at a dead end, but he was not afraid, but laughed out loud.
"I have been in the army for eight years. I have fought more than 70 battles. I have defeated all the enemies I have fought and conquered all the enemies I have attacked. I have never been defeated and have dominated the world. But now I am trapped here. This is the will of heaven, not the fault of war."
"Today I am determined to die. I originally wanted to fight for you and I will win three times."
"I will break the siege for you, kill the generals, and cut the flags for you. Let you know that I am the will of heaven, not the fault of war!"
The 28 riders knocked their weapons against the armor, with a fanatical look.
"Yes!"