After passing through the space passage, what appeared in front of Feng Qi was the familiar scene of a ruined star city.
The Star City illuminated by the blood moon is filled with traces of decay eroded by time.
The prosperity of human civilization has become a thing of the past and has become a page in the history of certain ethnic groups.
At this time, the Lord of Mist gathered his body, looked at him and said:
"My clone still has the energy to fight with Xiao Hei. Do you want to follow me to the Mist King City? I can teach you some practical things there, which may be useful for your subsequent timeline."
Hearing these words, Feng Qi grinned and said:
"Okay, I'm also curious about what your Mist King City looks like."
As he said that, Feng Qi looked down at the little sucker who was still sleeping in his arms, and reached out to rub her little head.
After he leaves, she hopes that Sucker and the Descendants of Dawn can survive under the protection of the Mist Lord.
The only thing that worries him now is that the suction cup doesn't want to leave him.
If that time really comes, he can only ask the Lord of Mist to take coercive measures.
Otherwise, the sucker will inevitably hit the small black bar again.
At this time, the narrator's voice sounded in his mind:
[I feel sorry for the sucker. I have played so many timelines and never won once. This time in the future dream line, I really don’t need the sucker to take action. When the clone of the old fan is defeated, I guess Xiao Hei’s strength has been liberated to a certain extent.
, even if the suction cup can delay it, it obviously won't last long.】
The narrator's thoughts are the same as those in Feng Qi's mind.
So in this timeline, he wants the Descendants of Dawn to be with the suckers, survive under the protection of old fans, and no longer have to fight to the death for themselves.
As for their future, even the old fan is a little confused about the future, and he can't find the answer.
Perhaps the Descendants of Dawn and the Suction Cup can follow the Lord of the Mist to climb to the top, go against the general trend, and become the pioneers of the new world.
Or you may fall into the increasingly cruel racial competition with your old fans.
How could he predict the future?
At this time, he felt his body light up, and when he looked down, he found that the Lord of Mist had transformed into a sea of gray mist, lifting him up and flying towards the south of Star City.
The Lord of Mist flew so fast that his naked eyes could not process the scene that was flying by, and the things in his sight became blurry.
After flying for a long time, a wall made of gray mist energy appeared in his sight.
The wall is tens of meters high, with thick gray fog billowing on the surface. From a distance, it appears to be a square shape, standing on the edge of the sky and stretching for countless miles to both sides. The inner scene cannot be seen through the gray fog barrier.
When the Lord of Mist carried him through the thick gray fog, Feng Qi was surprised by the scene before him.
The architecture of this city is a perfect blend of modern and Mist architectural styles.
To be more precise, the Mist Clan has obviously inherited the psychic technology developed by the Psynergic Clan of the Black Mysterious Faction and integrated it into the development and construction of the Mist Clan.
Looking down at the city scene, you can see the tracks made of gray fog energy crisscrossing over the city, maximizing the traffic efficiency in the city.
There are also huge psychic transportation stations standing between various areas of the city. Rows of blue gems embedded in them are shining brightly, and their continuous operation provides the entire city with the energy it needs.
In addition, there are many characteristic buildings that Fengqi is overwhelmed with.
This foggy city with no end in sight was far more prosperous than he imagined.
Flying towards the center of the city, Feng Qi gained a preliminary understanding of the city's creation process through a conversation with the Lord of the Mist.
Before the Lord of the Mist resurrected his clansmen, the first thing he thought of was to rebuild the clan's territory first, and then consider the resurrection of his clansmen.
This is mainly done for security reasons.
After the collapse of the Mist Tribe, the Lord of the Mist experienced the pain of being unable to perfectly integrate with the rules of the human world. In the end, he relied on the miraculous will to change his destiny and reshape his new body so that he could perfectly adapt to the rules of the human world.
But the people of the Mist Lord obviously can't.
Before becoming what humans call a transcendent creature and adapting to the rules of the human world, those who resurrect rashly will face rejection by the rules of the human world.
The consequences of incompatibility are very fatal, and the resurrected tribesmen will most likely still die slowly.
After all, the people of the Lord of the Mist do not have the protection of a miraculous divine object like the Will of Miracles that can change fate against the will of heaven.
In order to solve this problem, the Lord of the Mist, who had defeated Heixuan at that time, began to think about how to rebuild the Mist Realm.
During this process, the Lord of Mist learned a lot about the space system.
We even studied the arrangement and structure of the basic elements of the field field.
At that time, the Lord of Mist had no tribesmen around him, and those who followed him were all foreigners who resisted the rule of Black Xuan. The Lord of Mist also learned a lot of knowledge about space, realm, etc. from those foreigners.
The preliminary plan to finally build a domain was born in the minds of the Mist Tribe.
Since it is a reconstruction, the first thing the Lord of the Mist thinks of is to abandon the flaws in the original structure of the Mist Domain and strive to make it more complete and perfect while being compatible with the rules of the human world.
In order to complete the construction of the field and lead the growth of the foreigners, the Lord of the Mist spent more than 500 years to finally complete the preliminary construction of the field at his feet.
During this period, he spent a lot of money, and he almost exhausted the resources left by Hei Xuan.
He even demolished several independent spaces that Heixuan had painstakingly built, including a special space that he used to rest after training with the Lord of the Mist.
In the following years, the Lord of the Mist collected energy and blood, first resurrected the members of the original elders of the Mist Tribe, and worked with them to build the land of the Mist Tribe.
In order to run the clan more efficiently, the first thing the Lord of Mist thought of was the psychic technology that Hei Xuan had originally prepared for himself.
Just like this, from scratch to something, it took the Lord of the Mists more than 1,500 years to bring the Mist Tribe to a new height.
The Mist Tribe is now the strongest force in the nearby area. It has a tendency to become the hegemon of a region and has great potential in the future.
In addition to the eight royal families and special ethnic groups such as the blue-skinned tribe, the Lord of the Mist expressed that he was confident in meeting any challenge.
Arriving in front of a magnificent palace of gray mist, the Lord of Mist fell straight down.
After he landed, the Lord of Mist regained his humanoid appearance with purple hair and purple eyes.
Feng Qi then raised his head and looked forward.
The gray fog palace in front seems to be made entirely of energy. Its surface is as ethereal as smoke waves, switching between reality and reality. There are many energy crystals embedded in the gray fog, which seem to be used to maintain the stability of the gray fog energy form.
Following the Lord of Mist to the palace, Feng Qi couldn't help but curiously asked:
"Old fan, why are there no guards in your palace?"
Facing the inquiry, the Lord of Mist shook his head helplessly:
"What are the guards for? To protect me? Arranging a group of tribesmen to serve as palace guards here seems to me to be a waste. It would be better to let them work hard to build the race. Superficial engineering is of no use to me."
"Then why are you building a palace? Wouldn't it be more resource-saving to build a few thatched houses?"
"It's different. This palace is not only built for me, but also for other Mist tribe members. It will give them a common belief in their hearts and help strengthen the overall cohesion of the Mist tribe."
Stepping into the palace, you will see a towering statue in front of you.
The statue is an old man with purple hair and purple eyes. There are obvious traces of time on his face. Those eyes seem to see through the ups and downs of the world, and a sense of vicissitudes of life is felt in the eyes.
The old man's body was marked with blood-like red lines, and there was a cloud mark on his chest.
Miwu then took the initiative to introduce:
"This is the ancestor of my Mist Clan. He single-handedly founded the Mist Clan and laid a solid foundation for our tribe's future. He will always be the hero of my Mist Clan."
"Is this the ancestor you mentioned who became stronger with just one sip?"
"Yes, the ancestor's rise did have an element of luck. He was once just a slave under the powerful clan. If he hadn't been lucky enough to dig out a piece of ore that retained the blood mark of the pillar god, it would have been impossible to break free from the shackles of slavery.
.But leading the Mist Tribe to rise in the future will be achieved through his own hard work and struggle. This is not an achievement that can be achieved by simple luck."
Feng Qi nodded at this moment.
After seeing the memory of the rise of spiritual warfare, he was filled with admiration for those who pioneered the path.
Everyone has unattainable dreams, but after all, only a handful have the courage to take steps towards their dreams.
It is true that there are very few lives where you are lucky enough to get a chance.
But if you expand this scope to the entire world, and then extend the time, there are actually many lives that can obtain special opportunities.
Facts have proved that there are still very few people who can really go far.
The rise of the Mist Tribe, the Psychic Tribe, and other powerful tribes may seem like they were just lucky enough to obtain miraculous items, but in fact their own efforts also accounted for a large part.
Throughout history, even if there are miraculous items, most life forms or racial forces are still unable to seize this opportunity, and are eventually submerged in the long river of history.
For example, the humanoid race he once encountered on the Black Island.
That race has mastered the miracle bracelet with magical functions, but it has never even had a chance to appear in history.
Even if he and the Lord of the Mist don't snatch the Miracle Bracelet, this clan will still be destroyed.
When I see a powerful clan, I think that this clan must have been lucky enough to obtain a miraculous artifact in order to rise quickly. This is undoubtedly a cognitive survivorship bias.
To paraphrase what an old fan once said:
"Controlling power and possessing power are two different things. If a race does not have strong inner strength, no matter how many miraculous items it obtains, it will be disintegrated from the inside first."
Walking around the statues towards the main hall, there are murals on both sides of the way.
These murals depict every important stage in the history of the Mists.
History can serve as a guide to understand the ups and downs.
Through these murals, Feng Qi can roughly understand the rise of the Mist Tribe. Like a reincarnation, the Mist Tribe experienced rapid rise many times, but fell to the bottom several times, and finally continued to decline. It was not until the Lord of the Mist appeared that he turned the tide.
The territory of the Mist Tribe has expanded again.
The growth process of the Mist Tribe was full of thorns. In addition to threats from external forces, there were also internal crises.
This is also the challenge that Feng Qi will face next, how to prevent human civilization from taking detours in the process of development, or even avoid detours.
Thinking of this, he suddenly felt that he could ask the old fan for advice, so he immediately looked at the old fan and asked:
"Old fan, how do you think we can make a race strong forever?"
Facing the inquiry, the Lord of Mist thought briefly and shook his head helplessly, then pointed to the murals on both sides of the aisle:
"The history of my race, as well as the history of other races I learned about, proves that there is no eternal dynasty. If you want to keep a race at its peak forever, you need to face many challenges. External threats are only one of them, and resolving internal conflicts is even more important.
important."
"Then how to solve the conflicts within the race?" Feng Qi continued to ask.
"There are many ways. Many races adopt external war, using war to transform internal contradictions into racial cohesion. This method can indeed have a significant effect. After all, in the face of a race's survival crisis, internal contradictions cannot
No matter how important it is.”
Having said this, the Lord of Mist pondered for a while and then continued:
"But this method treats the symptoms but not the root cause. When the external crisis is resolved, internal conflicts will intensify. The best way is to continue to start a new round of war, so that the focus within the ethnic group will always be on external threats...
If this race is not destroyed in endless wars, and when this race truly reaches its peak and looks around and there are no more enemies, then the internal conflicts will become the fuse of the separatist war until it breaks out completely, and the dynasty will eventually be destroyed, and then
What followed was the rise of a large number of new forces, encroaching on the royal family's territory and entering a new round of competition for hegemony."
"Isn't there a way to solve this problem?"
Looking at Feng Qi with a solemn expression, a smile appeared on the Lord of Mist's face:
"Unless there is a banner figure within the race who can exist forever and ensure the spiritual and material needs of the tribe, then his spirit will continue to be implemented and no revolutionary ideas will be born. The cohesion of the race will only be possible if this flag does not fall.
It can be extended infinitely.”
After listening to the Lord of the Mist's explanation, he immediately thought of the spiritual warfare of the psionic tribe.
When the spiritual war was going on, the entire psychic race was united in taking the rise of the race as their own responsibility, and their cohesion was unprecedented.
But when this flag fell, the internal problems of the psychic clan gradually emerged.
The split Heixuan was one of the triggers.
If the spiritual war was still there at that time, even if Hei Xuan split away, he would obviously still choose to return to the clan after the hidden dangers were resolved. This was something Hei Xuan had personally told him.
All the problems lie in the fact that the banner of spiritual warfare, the spiritual clan, has fallen.
Thinking of this, Feng Qi felt troubled.
How to unite the human race and establish a spiritual banner of the human race that will never fall has become a problem.
But he did not think deeply about this issue.
The rise of the human race has never been smooth sailing. What he needs to do is to constantly solve the problems that arise in the development process of the human race, correct the history of the human race, and lead the human race to its peak.
Walking out of the mural corridor, they arrived at the central square of the palace.
A platform was built here, with four statues of ferocious beasts of different shapes standing in the four corners, opening their mouths and spitting thick blood mist into the blood pool in the center of the platform.
"This is the place where I practice."
Having said that, the Lord of Mist came to the platform and stood still, stretched out his hand and pointed forward, and suddenly the turbulent mist overflowed from his fingers and turned into a fog mirror in front of him.
I saw the silhouettes of people from Dawn appearing in the foggy mirror. At this time, they had changed into neat clothes, no longer unkempt, and had a completely new look.
"Your descendants have been arranged in the city. Even if they don't make any contribution to the Mist Tribe in the future, I will support them for you for the rest of their lives."
"Thank you."
While thanking him, Feng Qi looked down at the sucker lying on his chest.
The Descendants of Dawn are easy to solve here, but the suction cup is a problem.
As if sensing his emotional changes, the tiny suction-cup arms lying on his chest clearly exerted force, hugging him tighter.
I saw the sucker slowly raising its head, with a pitiful expression:
"(T ^ T) Aqi, don't move, sucker is good."
Reaching out and rubbing the sucker's little head, Feng Qi said nothing, but felt strong guilt in his heart.
Mu Qing's message to him suddenly appeared in his mind:
I thought that this future line could meet you 1500 years later, accompany you for another journey, and even fight Xiao Hei for you. Now it seems that my thoughts are too wonderful, although I can't be with you 1500 years later.
I will accompany you, but the little sucker will continue to protect you on my behalf...
The suction cup is the continuation of Mu Qing's life, there is no doubt about this.
Being so close to him was also influenced by Mu Qing.
In multiple timelines, he is fighting for the future of humanity, but the suckers are fighting for him.
Just when Feng Qi was feeling sad, the narrator's voice sounded in his mind:
[Behind every fallen Feng Qi in the future dream, there is a funerary object called a sucker. What kind of emotion is this, tsk tsk.]
Ignoring the narrator's complaints, Feng Qi continued to stroke the sucker's head to calm the sucker's mood.
"It seems that he is very attached to you and is unwilling to leave you. I can't help you solve this problem. You must find a solution before Xiao Hei arrives. If I force her to stay, I can expect that she will
It would be very difficult for me to wreak havoc in Misty City and even hate me completely. I can't kill her, right?"
The words of the Lord of the Mists undoubtedly hit the point.
With the current strength of the Lord of Mist, he will definitely be able to leave the sucker behind easily.
But in doing so, the sucker will only be forever imprisoned in the cage set by the Lord of Mists, and will never be free.
Because the risk of giving the suckers freedom is too great.
A sucker is like an uncontrollable bomb, and the destructive power it produces when emotions explode is amazing.
The Mists might suffer heavy losses from the sucker's wrath.
The prerequisite for the suckers to stay here is that the suckers are willing to do so. Forcing them will only lead to hidden risks.
How to solve this problem? Feng Qi was confused.
At this time, the Lord of Mist interrupted his thoughts. Looking up, he saw the concentrated blood in the blood pool rising up with the hand of the Lord of Mist, spreading towards them.
"Aqi, since you want to lead the human race to rise, ways to improve the potential of your bloodline are indispensable. Obviously, the training methods of my mist clan cannot be applied to you humans. Now I will teach you a set of physical training and blood training specially designed for your human race.
This method can effectively nourish the body... If this time is extended for 1500 years, the potential of your human race's bloodline will be significantly improved..."
Realizing that the old fan had brought him here to teach him knowledge, Feng Qi immediately listened attentively.
I saw the old fan controlling his energy and blood and sketching a diagram of the human body in front of him.
A concentrated mass of qi and blood shuttled through the human body structure diagram, and finally came together head to tail. Suddenly, each meridian node on the imaginary human body was lit up, as bright as stars.
"This method was specially studied after I read your concept of human body's divine treasures. Compared with the idea of nourishing body organs that you originally proposed, I have made it more detailed. Each meridian node is a star. When the stars are connected,
Forming a circular movement, it can eliminate impurities and purify blood..."
It can be seen that the Lord of the Mist has already expected that he will come, and has prepared this gift in advance.
Beating him up was more of a way of venting his "deception".
But deep down in his heart, the Lord of Mist obviously recognized this feeling.
Putting aside distracting thoughts, Feng Qi listened to the Lord of Mist's explanation and began to study seriously, asking questions from time to time.
He didn't dare to be sloppy when it came to matters of skill.
Although after being brought back to reality, he will still submit this technique to the Hupo Research Institute for testing, and then release it after making sure it is foolproof.
But only after you have learned everything can you start the test. If you don't learn it, there will be no next step.
Time keeps passing while studying.
The "Blood Alchemy Technique" developed by the Lord of Mist is very complex, much more complicated than the techniques he has seen in the Star City Sanctuary.
After all, the pinnacle of human cultivation 1500 years later will not be comparable to the current Lord of Mist.
When faced with his questions, the Lord of Mist would patiently answer them.
Finally, he was instructed to personally guide the flow of Qi and blood.
The special body of the main timeline cannot control energy, so the Lord of the Mist specially condensed a small stick for him to draw qi and blood to guide the movement of qi and blood.
After many attempts to confirm that it was correct, the Lord of the Mist dispersed the blood mist with a wave of his hand.
Suddenly, the surrounding blood mist flew back to the blood pool in the center of the hall like a tide.
After learning the blood refining method, Feng Qi suddenly thought of a question, so he immediately looked at the Lord of Mist and asked:
"Old fan, do you have a way to crack the flesh and blood sacrifice?"
Facing the inquiry, the Lord of the Mist looked puzzled, then seemed to realize something and said in surprise:
"You want to rely on the bloodline increase brought by the flesh and blood sacrifice to improve the human body's potential, but you hope to solve the possible hidden dangers of the flesh and blood sacrifice?"
"Yes, the flesh and blood sacrifice without any hidden dangers is a very suitable technique for laying the foundation for the human race."
After understanding the reason, the Lord of Mist shook his head:
"After I decided not to promote flesh and blood sacrifice, I didn't take this technique seriously. In fact, I also thought about letting my people practice flesh and blood sacrifice to lay the foundation. After all, that was what I originally thought about in other timelines."
"But after careful analysis, I feel that the potential risks are huge... As you know, all I got was the residual blood stone. There are other blood stones in the hands of other races or individuals. I can't guarantee whether they can rely on the residual blood stone."
The ischemic stone has explored a special method similar to the flesh and blood cauldron. Even if it does not exist now, it does not mean that it will not exist in the future. Once it does, they only need to activate the flesh and blood cauldron. My fifteen hundred years of hard work will be in vain, and so will my tribe.
Be a sacrifice for others’ growth.”
After listening to the Lord of Mist's explanation, Feng Qi could understand, but he felt a little regretful.
For the current Lord of the Mists, he does not attach too much importance to flesh and blood sacrifices.
Those who attach great importance to flesh and blood sacrifice are generally weak tribes, which proves that this method has limited appeal to strong tribes, who all have their own cultivation methods that are more suitable for them.
But for the human race, whose cultivation science is still in its infancy, the flesh and blood sacrifice technique is of great significance.
This is a technique that is very suitable for races with a low starting point to lay the foundation. It can be called a god-level basic technique.
As if seeing the doubts in Feng Qi's heart, the Lord of Mist smiled and said:
"It seems it's too late for me to do research for you now. You won't survive that day."
Hearing these words, Feng Qi couldn't help but roll his eyes.
Doesn't he want to live a long life? But the question is whether Xiao Hei will agree to it.
Judging from the combat power displayed by Xiao Hei, there is almost no solution at this stage. Even the old fans who are about to dominate an area and have been promoted to the royal family dare not touch him. This proves that even if he has grown to the stage of old fans, he will not be able to defeat him.
Hao is Xiaohei's opponent.
Perhaps only by reaching the level of the Pillar God can one press Xiao Hei, who has turned on his third form, on the ground and rub it back and forth.
The road to improvement in strength is long.
Broken Star City is a land with barren resources, and those who live there are domain beasts. It is like a novice area, and sooner or later he will have to jump out.
The future growth path will ultimately be based on racial hegemony.asxs..
At this time, the narrator's voice sounded in his mind:
[If the ruins of Star City are the novice zone, the battle for hegemony is the early and middle stages, and the arrival of the general trend is the late stage...your metaphor is a bit interesting.]
Ignoring the narrator's emotion, Feng Qi decided to learn more from his old fan while there was still time.
At this moment, he looked at the Lord of Mist and said:
"Old fan, if there is anything else you can teach me, leave it to me now so that I can pass it on to you 1,500 years ago."
"Hypocritical human beings who want to speak out."
Feng Qi:......
After a brief silence, the Lord of Mists gave several directions of knowledge.
When he heard about the "space system" ability, Feng Qi's eyes suddenly lit up.
He has longed for space system abilities for a long time.
In addition to wanting a portable private space to use as a storage warehouse, he was also very curious about the methods of tearing apart space and building space passages.
If you can learn this method of teleportation across distances, it will be very convenient in the future.
Once you tear it apart, you can go wherever you want.
The sacrifice line of the Scarlet Research Institute is also focusing on researching space transmission technology. It hopes to build space transmission arrays in the five major cities after the Rise of the Human Race project is officially launched to maximize the efficiency of collaborative cooperation and resource complementation between cities.
However, Scarlet Research Institute’s understanding of space technology is in its infancy.
We can only try to take the first step in studying space-related technologies with some scattered concepts and information.
Now that the old fan is here, he thinks it's time to do something for the Scarlet Research Institute.
As for myself, I definitely can’t learn space jumping.
Feng Qi knew this well.
As the main timeline, his abilities all come from hunting and extracting natural abilities, and his special body is not compatible with aura and other energy elements.
Even if it is learned, it is simply impossible to drive energy to create a space channel.
Learning space technology is more to fill the gaps in space technology in Scarlet Research Institute and bring as much useful knowledge as possible.
Facing his inquiry, the Lord of Mist began to explain the space system ability seriously.
Next, the Lord of Mist said something, and Feng Qi interrupted once.
The reason is very simple. Spatial ability involves a lot of knowledge and is not a completely independent subject. It involves the elements of heaven and earth, spatial structure, spatial countercurrent, etc.
This made the Lord of the Mist a little helpless.
But he still chose to continue explaining patiently.
After a rough review of the introductory knowledge, Feng Qi was more yearning for space system abilities.
Compared with the aerial flight brought about by converting mental power into telekinesis, the intensity of space system abilities has risen by more than one level.
For example, the guy with three heads among the Mist Lord's subordinates.
Its legs are too long for its body, and it doesn't even need to take a step when moving. The whole process is "swishing", and it seems that wherever it wants to go, it can be reached with just one thought.
This ability makes Feng Qi very envious.
If his powerful physique and unparalleled strength are combined with the ability to teleport through space, he will become a nightmare for any type of enemy.
[Perhaps by killing the guy with three heads, you can extract the innate ability of short-distance teleportation, are you excited? 】
Feng Qi:......
His heart was indeed moved, but it was only a heartbeat.
He couldn't do such a thing as asking the Lord of Mists for the lives of his subordinates.
If you think about it from his perspective, if there is a group of younger brothers who started from scratch with him and who have gone through hardships to overthrow oppression and rule, they are still willing to continue to follow him.
At this time, some relatives proposed to sacrifice the lives of several younger brothers to heaven. How could he agree?
If the Lord of the Mists really did this, other foreigners would definitely feel chilled.
A similar situation happened to Spirit War.
As a foreigner, Ling Zhan understood at that time that his tribe was his destiny, and that foreigners would always be used.
The Lord of the Mist has viewed the memory images of the spiritual battle like him, and obviously understands this truth.
Being a master is a matter of knowledge, and what happened to Ling Zhan is something he will obviously not do again.
Therefore, Feng Qi never proposed to kill the Dark God or kill the three heads.
This kind of thinking is too selfish.
After digesting the content of the first class, he continued to listen to the Lord of Mist's description of space system abilities.
In the words of the Lord of Mist, the amount of knowledge about the space system is vast, and he has not fully grasped it.
But even if he didn't fully master it, it would take at least several decades to learn all the knowledge about space system abilities in his mind.
This part of the knowledge was acquired by the Lord of the Mist through hard study in order to create a clan territory.
After hearing that there was such a huge amount of knowledge, Feng Qi felt extremely sad.
The world is vast, and you really have to live and learn.
Cultivation, identification of spiritual plants, refining medicine, elements, space, geography... There are still many gaps in knowledge that need to be filled in the path of human growth.
If he wants to learn all this knowledge, he not only needs unlimited memory ability to learn knowledge quickly, but also needs a long life to learn.
He felt that he had come a long way, but found that the road ahead was still endless.
After a brief sigh, he began to listen attentively to the Lord of Mist's knowledge about the space system.
【There is no limit to learning, and there is no shore to turn back!】
…
I don't know how much time passed, during which Feng Qi was completely immersed in learning.
Through the Lord of Mist's narration, he had a preliminary understanding of the content of space.
Just when Feng Qi was listening carefully, he saw the Lord of Mist suddenly frowning slightly:
"My clone is already very stressed, and somewhat unable to cope with the gradual release of power from Xiao Hei."
These words were like a death notice, indicating that he was about to die.
At this moment, he looked down at the sucker lying in his arms.
It's time to say goodbye, but I don't know how to say it.
He didn't want the sucker to continue to accompany him to death, and die endlessly in the hands of Xiao Hei like reincarnation.
As if aware of his emotional changes, the sucker who was sleeping peacefully slowly opened his eyes and blinked:
"|??ω?`)Aqi."
Reaching out and rubbing the sucker's little head, Feng Qi made a decision in his heart. At this moment, he smiled and said:
"Sucker, Aqi is going somewhere far away, can you stay here and wait for me?"
"(??ω??)? Let's go with the suckers, the suckers are very powerful."
"No, the suction cup cannot go there. The suction cup is the most obedient, and it will be obedient, right?"
"(`Dan') No, the sucker is going to be disobedient!"
Seeing the sucker shaking his head in rejection, Feng Qi continued to stroke her head to calm his emotions and said in a soft tone:
"Sucker, the place I went to is not dangerous, just wait for me to come back."
After hearing these words, Suction Cup's expression instantly became aggrieved:
"(T ^ T) The suckers don't want it, the suckers want to go together."
"You study with this big brother, and I will come back after you have learned all the knowledge. This is our agreement, okay. I will bring you delicious food then..."
Facing the sucker who was always resisting, Feng Qi kept comforting him with words.
Finally, the sucker raised his head doubtfully:
"Really? Will you come back when I finish learning the knowledge?"
"Well, after I leave, you study with this big brother. I will pick you up after you finish studying."
As if he could see the determination in Feng Qi's heart, Sucker nodded aggrievedly.
Putting down the suction cup, Feng Qi raised his head to look at the Lord of Mist, and said with a calm smile:
"Old fan, I'll leave the sucker in your care."
"Don't worry." The Lord of Mist solemnly nodded at this moment.
"Then let's go."
Since there is a space interference device in the Mist Palace, it is impossible to leave through space teleportation. He followed the Lord of Mist and walked out of the palace along the route he came from.
Arriving outside the palace, the Lord of Mist reached out and drew forward.
Suddenly, a pitch-black spatial distortion crack emerged, and continued to expand under the power of the Lord of Mists.
"The space passage will take you to the ruins of Star City."
Feng Qi nodded, then grinned and said:
"Don't erect a monument for me after I die. Even if you erect a monument, don't let the little suckers see it..."
"I understand, I will bury you in Star City according to human customs."
"Then you steal my tribute, right?"
"What is eating secretly? I eat it openly and honestly. This is the custom of my Mist tribe and it is a sign of respect for the deceased."
"Either you eat me or I eat you, it's really a turn of events... Anyway, take care of yourself, I'll take the first step."
After the words fell, Feng Qi turned around and was about to walk into the torn space rift. At this moment, he suddenly saw a young figure rushing towards him from the misty palace and plunged into his arms:
" o(TωT)o Aqi."
Looking at the aggrieved sucker, Feng Qi felt uncomfortable.
But he still put down the suction cup with determination, turned around and walked into the space passage.
After walking a few steps, he looked back and saw Suction Cup standing there crying, the cry was like a sharp sword piercing his heart.
His eyes were red, but he still walked towards the end of the space passage without hesitation.
As the space channel gradually closed, a tear slipped down, shining with crystal luster in the space channel...
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(One cut: Today’s 20,000 words are done. I originally planned to update 25,000 words today, but it turned out to be a bit regretful and I didn’t finish it... According to the asxs. event, there is a lottery opportunity every 5,000 words. Tomorrow everyone should be able to get 4 lottery opportunities.
It’s up to you next)
－－－－－－Digression－－－－－
Thanks to Meng Meng and Ye Jiangming for the 8000.asxs. coins.
Thanks to Fang Fang for the invincible reward of 4000.asxs.coins.
Thanks to lqinglfengl for the 2100.asxs.coin.
Thanks to Xihui for the reward of 1000.asxs.coins.
Finally, I recommend a new book from a friend:
"My future diary cannot be the last one"
Here is the introduction:
In the first year of the Xinhuo calendar, a large-scale supernatural recovery occurred around the world.
In the first year of the Xinhuo calendar, the Jinggui Division was established and began to contain supernatural beings on a large scale.
Three years after Xinhuo Calendar, Xun Xi traveled to this world full of despair. However, in front of him, there was only a diary written by himself before he died, claiming to be the future.
The diary foretells his future death.
In other words, every line and sentence in the diary is his final work.
And it will be updated!
"Others who have traveled through time are all the proud sons of heaven, and opportunities will follow them wherever they go. Why am I the only one who dies wherever I go? I am just like a rebellious son of heaven, a version of an orphan."
"unfair!"
...........
With a future diary in his arms, Xun Xi struggles to survive in this desperate world. He firmly believes: My future is up to me!
