Wang He did not withdraw his divine protection.

He found that looking at the external state through the divine power layer seemed to be immune to the psychedelic effects of the East.

Whether it was the repulsion between the laws or other reasons, Wang He didn't know.

But when a new prop effect falls into his hands, he must master its function.

How to use it to achieve the best effect with the least consumption is what Wang Hexiang is good at.

He discovered that the divine power provided by the godhead was infinitely extensible, and with careful adjustment, props and equipment with divine properties could even be created.

Soon, Wang He put on a pair of glasses constructed with divine power.

Under the translucent lenses as thin as cicada wings, Wang He showed a satisfied smile.

This is an excellent pair of flat glasses. Compared with the huge protective shield, it consumes less and is more friendly.

Moreover, it also has the effect of breaking illusions, making it a creation comparable to a magic prop.

At this moment, Wang He was closely observing the young man standing on the arch bridge and approaching him through a flat mirror.

He restored the divine shield into a translucent sphere floating in the air without wasting any power of faith.

Wang He looked at the young man.

If he remembered correctly, he had seen this so-called "genius" player in the Western civilized world.

Not long after Wang He became the agent of Edath, the top closed beta player named "Abyss" tried to threaten and intimidate him, but he used the privileges of the Oracle Order to summon a group of NPCs and destroyed him.

Young people are passionate and high-spirited, and if they are frustrated, they will most likely have serious psychological effects.

Wang He guessed that this guy would never forget the NPC named Abel.

However, now that he is a real face, it is impossible for the other party to know his true identity.

The fact that the opponent, as a player from the Western world, appears here represents one fact:

This game may have a Western presence as a player.

Wang He sat motionless on his chair, and when the young man approached, he suddenly spoke: "The Lord of the Qing Palace did not marry me, but married a little guy. Does he look down on me, Kaiyang Xingjun?"

Although his words were provocative, his face still looked extremely calm.

The young man frowned, with a hint of displeasure in his tone: "What a joke! Yang Xingjun is fake, but Abel is real!"

"I am ordered by my master to cut off all entanglements with you," the young man said.

Wang He held the handle of the stool and asked: "Please state the name of the questioner first. Didn't your master teach you basic etiquette?"

The handsome young man fell into silence for a moment: "..."

He suspected that Wang He was Abel.

But how come the npc who obviously belongs to the west immediately becomes as virtuous as the star king from the east when he comes here?

Did he master the customs and culture of the Eastern world not long after arriving in this secret trial realm?

impossible.

The young man began to question his previous thoughts:

Is the guy in front of me with a face somewhat similar to Abel really the Abel who talks so much about gods?

His master said that Abel was in this secret realm, could it be someone else?

He, who was originally highly suspicious, became less sure because of Wang He's words.

Wang He saw that his expression changed slightly, and there was something secretly going on.

He immediately asked jokingly: "Boy, can't you even pronounce your own name? Forget it, I'll give you five breaths to brew it, and come back to me when you're ready."

"If you really can't do it, write the word "i" and I'll kindly teach you how to read it?"

Wang Hexin picked up the dish and showed a sympathetic look.

The player whose real name was Qing looked at Wang He who needed a beating, as if he had seen the expression on his face when he was young, helping his junior disciple who was not very smart.

Full of care, called sympathy for the weak.

After all, Qing had not been in the human world for too long, so he became furious and shouted: "Stop talking nonsense!"

He picked up the magic formula, flew a flying sword into the air, and was about to take action immediately.

Wang He stood up instantly and looked directly at Qing, his expression extremely serious.

His voice was like Hong Zhong Da Lu, and he said: "Cultivation people are so impetuous! Are you cultivating immortals? Or demons?"

"Your master asked you to cut off the entanglements, but here you are trying to use a sharp sword to cut off irrelevant people."

"What's the crime?"

As soon as Wang He spoke, Qing was forced to stop.

Although his anger has not diminished, Wang He's words made him a little afraid.

Master is absolute to him.

This is the secret realm of trials, a place where only the core disciples from different branches of the sect who are most valued by their masters can experience it once every thousand years.

The leader once told them that not only must they improve their cultivation, they must also train their minds.

When Wang He saw him hesitate for a moment, he immediately put his hands behind his back and said: "The sword is meant to cut through the heart and get rid of one's worries."

At first glance, he looks like a well-educated person.

Qing was so bluffed by Wang He that he couldn't help but wonder about the meaning of other words.

Immediately afterwards, Wang He added again: "Boy, since you and I are destined to meet here, I will give you a blessing."

"This area is not easy. If you don't want to be overtaken by others..." Wang He paused and observed the change in Qing's expression.

The other party was listening to his words attentively, and the original offensive had been completely put away at this moment.

As Wang He expected, as long as he is a player, he must have his own goal to get here.

If you seize this target and use it as bait, great things can happen.

"Come with me and go to the core of the secret realm. When it is done, you will find the person you are looking for, and you will be able to resolve the entanglement."

"Also, say hello to your master for me."

Wang He looked at his younger generation with a mysterious attitude.

After speaking, he quietly waited for the other party's reaction.

Qing's thoughts were ups and downs.

This is the character of Yang Xingjun in the original world he lived in.

Before entering the secret realm, he had heard that there were other forces conducting trials in the secret realm.

Kaiyang Shu belongs to a branch sect with some connections to the sect, and is the master of that sect's Seven Meridians Spiritual Peak, Kaiyang Peak.

Compared to the sect he belongs to, Kaiyang is only a minor player.

But characters in the same world may be inextricably linked.

His master may not know this person.

At this moment, Wang He said these words in the name of Kaiyang Xingjun, making him unable to make a decision.

His sanity gradually recovered, and completing the trial was the top priority.

His current identity is the subordinate of the Lord of Qing Palace.

When I came here, I was actually ordered by the Palace Master to invite Mr. Kaiyang Xing to come and talk.

He had already learned Kaiyang's identity, but he was temporarily carried away by his obsession with Abel, so he made such a move.

When he thought about this, he raised his hands helplessly and said: "I have offended you so much before, please forgive me Xingjun. I am a green-faced ghost, and I came to investigate on the order of the palace master. Now that Xingjun's identity has been confirmed, I am still

Please Xingjun move with me."

"I still have something important to do, just say hello to the palace master for me." Wang He put his hands behind his back and turned around.

"I want to go to the abyss next. If you can't make a choice, you and I will part ways here."

After saying that, Wang He turned over his palm, grabbed it and made a fist, only to see that all the cooking-related things he had taken out before were gone.

Then, he strode towards the cliff.

Under Qing's gaze, Wang He jumped directly off the cliff without using any spiritual power, which looked extremely strange.

Qing did not stop him or move. He was considering Wang He's previous words.

"The core of the secret realm?" he murmured to himself.

A few minutes after Wang He jumped into the cliff, his heart skipped a beat and he suddenly took out a boat-shaped magic weapon.

I saw him using his magic skills to control the huge flying boat that emitted colorful spiritual light and sailed towards the bottom of the cliff.

On the cliff, in a man-made cave, Wang He was looking out through a small hole.

When he discovered that the spirit boat was sailing vertically downward, he showed a smile.
To be continued...