Hu Huan is an obedient child. When he was under the hands of his master, he was just an obedient little fox. Although more than seven hundred years have passed, some things will not change.
For example...never picky about food.
For lunch, Emperor Ling Xiao did order food from outside. He ordered five West Lake vinegar fishes, five portions of Sister Song's fish soup, and the average portion of Longjing shrimps, so he ordered twenty plates...
There are only a few types of Hangzhou dishes that come and go, so Ling Xiao also ordered a batch of Hunan dishes to supplement the nutritional deficiencies and ensure the balance of sour and spicy food.
Students who go to the cafeteria to eat have just eaten here. When they come out of the underground cafeteria, they can see exquisite dining carts pushing carts full of food from the lobby of the Modern Literature Museum, straight up several floors, to Hu Huan
outside the dormitory door.
It is important to note that because Hu Huan's dormitory is not big, all the dining carts cannot be pushed in. Hu Huan has to finish eating one dining cart, push the old dining cart out, and put in a new one.
How cruel is this scene to the students who have been eating in the cafeteria for more than ten days?
If it were not a special training class and students were not allowed to fight, there would be many people wanting to teach Hu Huan how to behave.
You beast, you beast, you are not a son of man!
After Hu Huan gave a hint, Ling Xiao "took the initiative" to serve him a bowl of soup and fed him one bite at a time.
The old fox was used to doing this kind of thing in his early years and has gained rich experience.
"Sister Lingxiao!"
"what's up?"
"It's nothing, I just screamed casually."
"Bad kids."
If it is not nutritious, it will be paired with a nutritious lunch. Hu Huan suddenly felt that his life should not be too comfortable.
After Hu Huan was promoted to a thug, his appetite was even more astonishing. His appetite was much greater than when he was an awakened person.
He thoroughly enjoyed the two sets of dishes prepared by Ling Xiao.
When the lunch break was almost over, the students in Special Class 25 saw the dining carts rolling out one after another, and their mentality became even more unbalanced.
Especially, when the students discovered that Hu Huan had skipped the afternoon class, several students went to Yan Lingse to report it that day.
Yan Lingse only wanted Hu Huan to stay in the Modern Literature Museum. She really didn't want to do anything about his skipping classes. These reports put pressure on the head teacher.
Hu Huan didn't know about this at all. He spent the afternoon reading in the dormitory.
To be honest, although Hu Huan had collected the research notes of almost all the Taiping veterans and senior figures, he had not read them all.
At that time, his cultivation level was drastically reduced, and his lifespan was insufficient. How could he have the energy to study the principles, foundation, derivation, and exhaustive changes of the new method? He just practiced it as soon as he could get it. If he didn't achieve it, he would change it as soon as possible. Everyone didn't have much time. People
People are very precarious and pay great attention to efficiency when doing things.
After reincarnation, Hu Huan's condition was stable.
Although he has only returned to the first level, for Hu Huan, since there are people in the new generation who can break through the fourth level or even the fifth level, he will definitely be able to step into this realm. There is no need to be anxious at all, and he will be more relaxed and relaxed.
Hu Huan plans to read all the notes and reconstruct the practice system based on the various innovations in new methods over the years.
Since ancient times, ancient methods have been respected.
Because ancient methods are often accumulated over hundreds of thousands of years, the predecessors who created them, as well as the geniuses who practiced ancient methods, have long polished these classical methods to perfection, making them almost the most perfect practice method.
Just like if there are no natural numbers, where do prime numbers, prime numbers, positive numbers, negative numbers, and decimals come from? Without rational numbers, where do irrational numbers come from?
Classical law is like science. It starts from the basics, stacks up layers, and continues to explore the mysteries, but the foundation is unshakable.
If it weren't for the sudden changes in heaven and earth, the retreat of vitality, and the abundance of spiritual power, how could the new method prevail?
The new method is like changing from the decimal system to the binary system. There is no advantage or disadvantage in the system, but the essence of calculation has changed. One plus one no longer equals two, but equals ten.
Nowadays, the new method has become popular, but it has only lasted a hundred or two hundred years and is not yet perfect. Hu Huan can still polish it to be more perfect.
Ling Xiao was also in Hu Huan's dormitory in the afternoon, reading with him.
Just like in college, many young lovers like to date in the self-study classroom and library, each reading his own book and studying hard together.
In order not to expose something that shouldn't be exposed, the notes Hu Huan looked at were all copies, using modern printing technology. They were originally considered antiques or even souvenirs from ancient times.
Hu Huan was reluctant to give up and took out the small snail cave sky, which was corroded by the air outside.
After all, he didn't have much contact with his old friends anymore. He could still see things and miss people by keeping notes.
While Hu Huan was studying his notes, Ling Xiao also flipped through half of the notebook.
What Hu Huan gave him were Huang Shizhi's notes. Ling Xiao had no foundation in Tianyan and could not understand them at all. After reading them for a while, he lost interest.
As for the origin of the notes, Hu Huan casually brought it out again.
The time when He Qi appeared actually did not match the time when he mentioned these notes, so Hu Huan could only use his seven hundred years of cunning wisdom to forcefully break it.
Anyway, Ling Xiao had great trust in him, so even if he said "fox talk", Ling Xiao would not question him too much.
Ling Xiao was originally a lively and active person, but when he was with Hu Huan, he somehow managed to stay quietly with him without appearing bored.
She prepared a cup of scented tea and suddenly felt a sweetness in her throat.
Although Hu Huan was concentrating on reading, after all, after going through countless hardships, he would always have some spare time to pay attention to the surrounding situation.
Seeing this, he stretched out his hand and pressed it on Ling Xiao's heart. The swarm of air-eating insects activated and swallowed up the colorful poisonous mist that broke out in Ling Xiao's body.
Ling Xiao took a breath and whispered: "Thank you!"
Hu Huan frowned and said: "Sister Ling Xiao, your situation seems to be getting more serious. How about I help you and advance to the second level."
Hu Huan is also one of the founders of Wushen Shu. How come he doesn’t know the flaws of Wushen Shu?
Fetishism can never solve the problem of alien monster erosion.
Back then, Hu Huan and Tian Mo Sun You had the closest ideas among the Taiping Heavenly Soldiers, so they hit it off and joined forces to create new methods.
When the art of fetishism was first created, both of them thought they had found a shortcut. In order to speed up the experiment, they even founded the Heavenly Demon Organization and recruited the Heavenly Demon Ling family.
They just want to get a batch of experimental subjects. The sponsors, the Tianmo Ling family, and the direct disciples of the two ancestors, actually have the same status.
The two of them didn't know how many hairs and resources they had consumed, how many people they had found to test, and they had exhausted their efforts and tried every direction before they finally decided on it - merging the gods with the gods would lead to a dead end, but the only way to get rid of obstacles was to find the right way.
When this result appeared, both Hu Huan and Sun You were greatly disappointed.
At that time, their cultivation was greatly reduced and their lifespan was almost exhausted. They studied the art of fetishism in order to solve the problem of lifespan.
Fetishism is the ultimate way of fighting.
By switching different combinations of god cards, you can have endless abilities and adapt to various battle scenes.
No matter it was the Twelve New Techniques of Taiping back then or the fifteen clans now, none of them can match the combat effectiveness of the Fushen Technique.
But if your life is gone, what’s the use of top-notch combat power?
Hu Huan and Sun You unanimously gave up this path and did not tell anyone about their discovery, including the remaining veterans of the Taiping Heavenly Soldiers.
Only Hu Huan and Sun You know this secret.
The Three Saints of Taiping, Melanie Roland and others did not know that the two had hidden their research results. They all believed that there was something wrong with the magic of fetishism and even warned Hu Huan.
Ling Xiao couldn't help but laugh and said: "If you have the ability to promote my sister to the second level, of course she will be happy. Will I still refuse?"
Hu Huan smiled slightly and said in a low voice: "The Five Poison Heart Toad is the foundation, and the way to finally refine it into the Five Poison Tianluo is really dangerous."
Ling Xiao said: "Other paths are not much safer. My aunt's path requires fusion with the most powerful alien monster in the world. At the fifth level, you will become the legendary Titan Human Demon!"
"But in that way, our Ling family has never had anyone above the third level. Two peerless geniuses tried to break through the fourth level, but they turned into monsters like flesh and mud. It is even more miserable than death."
Hu Huan was speechless. He still remembered that he and Sun You had also tried to create a Titan fetish card, but both of them were stuck in the Super Rare category and had never succeeded in creating one that was comparable to the Super Rare card.
Superior Super Rare cards for level 4 professionals.
Afterwards, the two discussed it over and over again, and both agreed that there was no technical problem and that they could not create SSR-level cards. It must be because they were not strong enough.
After all, both of them can only practice the new method to the second level. To be able to surpass the first level and create a Super Rare (super rare SR card) that can rival third-level professionals is already incredible.
Hu Huan had a thought in his mind: "Titans and demons! Even for me, it would be difficult to control them." He changed his mind and said with a smile: "Actually, there is a career path that is very suitable for Sister Ling Xiao."
"The Five Poison Tianluo can also be regarded as one of the Five Elements. Sister Lingxiao can try to switch to the Five Elements family and follow the path of Linghuyin."
"The Hidden Dragon Army has a lot of resources in the Five Elements clan, and also practices secret techniques, and this professional clan is relatively safer."
Ling Xiao smiled bitterly and said: "I have suffered so much to become a first-level professional. It is really impossible to experience it again and change my path."
The supernatural power of demons is a wrong path. Of course, Hu Huan does not want Ling Xiao to continue on this path, but at this time, Hu Huan lacks resources, and if he continues to persuade him, his words will be weak.
Hu Huan did not do such a thankless task, and secretly thought: "When I advance to the third level, I will think of a solution for Sister Ling Xiao. My current strength is still too poor."
Hu Huan threw the notes in his hand on the table. Ling Xiao thought he was hungry and asked, "Do you want me to order something? It's time for dinner too."
Hu Huan shook his head and said: "I didn't do much exercise today, and I'm not hungry yet. Sister Ling Xiao, let's take a walk in the yard for a while."
It wasn't that Hu Huan couldn't bear the loneliness and insisted on going out for a walk, but he had been reading a book all afternoon and really needed some exercise.
Ling Xiao didn't care and followed him downstairs, and the two of them walked around in the yard.
Yan Lingse also paid attention to the two of them. When she saw the nonsense, they were wandering around the yard. She was obedient and did not leave, so she did not come forward.
Hu Huan and Ling Xiao walked around the courtyard for a long time and sat down by the lotus pond. Hu Huan looked at the lotus pond without lotus flowers and sorted out his recent memories and what he had learned from reading the notes of old friends.
Slowly an idea started to become clear.
Hu Huan's reincarnation was a last resort. At that time, there was no hope for him to break through. His physical body was eroded by spiritual power and he could no longer suppress the alienation.
Even though I know that the vitality of heaven and earth is recovering, spiritual energy is rushing like a tide, and the dawn is right in front of me, I just can't get through it.
After reincarnation, Hu Huan did not recover his memory within the expected time limit, so he was unable to choose the path planned in his previous life, which led to a slight deviation in his career choice.
According to Hu Huan's original plan, when he awakens his memory, he will only choose the original virtual method, abandon all other professions, restore the third level of cultivation in the shortest possible time, and then retrieve many resources prepared in his previous life.
Hu Huan thought to himself: "Because I failed to awaken my memory in time, I added a warrior family profession. Although it doesn't have much impact, the original plan still needs to be adjusted."
"After taking office, it is irreversible. Fortunately, the profession of the warrior family has the most compatibility and is the easiest to upgrade. I can be promoted to soldier first, and then consider the promotion of the original virtual method."
Hu Huan felt relieved as he determined the path for the future.
Ling Xiao was close to Hu Huan, and she immediately felt that the boy who had been tense all afternoon suddenly relaxed. She didn't know why, but she was still happy for Hu Huan, and asked: "Sister, help you get some fruit.
Is it good to eat?”
Hu Huan hesitated for a moment, nodded, and Ling Xiao went to find the subordinates of the Ling Xiao family who were waiting outside the Modern Literature Museum.
As soon as Hu Huan stood up, he saw the young Taoist priests Qing You and Xiong Potian walking over one after the other.
The two were very difficult to deal with and often quarreled in the class, but they often appeared together.
Hu Huan had seen a lot, so he didn't think there was anything strange. He said hello to the two of them.
When Qing You saw Hu Huan, he hurriedly said: "Help me quickly, let Xiong Er call that thing out, she killed someone again."
Xiong Potian shouted angrily: "Who killed someone? Don't you want to unjustly accuse someone?"
The two of them had a quarrel over something last time. At that time, Hu Huan was not in the mood to pay attention to it. Now, he didn't want to get involved.
Hu Huan smiled and said, "You might as well let the head teacher comment."
Xiong Potian couldn't help shouting: "Let the head teacher know and that's it, she will definitely die."
Hu Huan couldn't help but became speechless, glanced at Qing You, and said, "Since the head teacher knows, that thing must be finished. Why are you telling me about this? Report it to the head teacher!"
Qing You hesitated for a moment and then said in a low voice: "If the head teacher knew about it, I'm afraid that Xiong Er, a genius like him, would be doomed. I can't harm my classmates."
Xiong Potian didn't appreciate it either, and whispered: "If you let me know that it was you who leaked the secret, I will never forgive you."
Hu Huan only found it interesting and thought to himself: "Now I also know this secret, I can tell the teacher at any time!"
Although Hu Huan was a young man in this life, in his previous life, he was the seven-hundred-year-old fox who had seen countless incredible things. He knew that there must be something wrong with Xiong Potian without even guessing.
There must be something wrong with the thing Xiong Er sheltered.
Qingyou said that thing killed people, but he was afraid it had really hurt people.
As for why Xiong Er insists on defending that thing, Hu Huan can guess it with his toes. Who hasn't been fooled by Er Er?
How many people, just for some ridiculous reasons, shelter those who should not be sheltered, and end up risking their whole lives?
Although children understand the story of the farmer and the snake, even adults who have had countless social experiences are still bound to do stupid things.
Hu Huan ignored the two of them, smiled, and deliberately separated himself from them.
The quarrel between Qing You and Xiong Potian became more and more fierce. They couldn't say a few words properly. One of them used his boxing skills, and the other used the magic of Lingbao Sect, and they started fighting near the lotus pond.
Ling Xiao came back with a bag full of expensive fruits. When he saw the two of them fighting, he couldn't help but ask: "What happened to them?"
Hu Huan smiled and said, "Don't they always do this?"
Ling Xiao thought about it for a while and felt that it was true. These two little beasts were constantly arguing, so he ignored them. He handed the fruit in his hand to Hu Huan and said with a smile: "It depends on what you like to eat. I'll let you eat it next time."
They bring more."
Hu Huan picked up a large mango and bit it down. Ling Xiao hurriedly shouted: "This one needs to be peeled. Forget it, I'll do it for you."
Hu Huan chuckled and found a stone bench to sit down on the side, watching Ling Xiao get some fruit for him.
He suddenly felt a strange spiritual wave, and he casually made up a small magic of the eye of the sky, and saw a faint figure floating out of Xiong Er's body.
This figure is a girl, about twelve or thirteen years old, with a red headband, wearing a very ancient kind of coat, bright red, and embroidered with a fat doll holding a big red carp.
It's just that this little girl has a pale face. Although she is dressed in festive clothes, she has a gloomy and scary look.
As soon as this thing appeared, Hu Huan was shocked and secretly shouted: "It's actually a nightmare!"
Hu Huan has never seen this thing a few times, because it is a product of the Youshen method.
The Netherworld Technique requires the sacrifice of two people who are in the True Qi Realm, or who have the second-level or higher level of new method cultivation to refine it.
After being refined, it will turn itself into a nightmare!
The evil nightmare is also called the devil, commonly known as the ghost that eats ghosts.
There is a description in ancient books: When people die, they become ghosts, and when ghosts die, they become rats. Ghosts are afraid of rats, just like people are afraid of ghosts.
Of course, the evil nightmare created by the Youshen method is completely different from what is mentioned in the ancient books.
The Nether God method can swallow two people who are in the True Qi realm, or who are in the second level or above of the new method, and can turn themselves into a nightmare. Although the nightmare is only a second level, it can last forever.
It's just that after the birth of the evil nightmare, although it has all kinds of weirdness in its nature and can defeat hundreds of ghosts, it can no longer make any progress and can only be trapped in the second level.
When the Netherworld Method was first created, the creator wanted to transform himself into an immortal existence. Once the environment was suitable for practice again, he would be freed from this state, regain his human identity, and embark on the path of practice again.
It’s just that no one thought that practicing the Youshen method would cost too much.
Moreover, there is no way to restore the nightmare to a human form.
Therefore, the You Shen method only preserves life, not immortality.
At first, the Netherworld Method was unanimously criticized, because practicing the Netherworld Method would end all future prospects. Even because of the strange state, a person's character would be affected, and his humanity would gradually be lost.
But soon, the continuous regression of cultivation and the approaching end of lifespan caused even the most stubborn people to give up their principles.
At that time, there were at least a hundred people in the Taiping Heavenly Soldiers practicing the Youshen Method, including a soldier commander.
Although the strength of the nightmare can no longer be improved, because of practicing the Ghost God method, it will swallow two people who are in the True Qi realm, or who have practiced the new method at the second level or above. Each evil nightmare is born with its own and the person it swallowed.
The ability of anger.
This also resulted in the Nightmare's combat power being almost invincible among its peers.
After all, at that time, there was no one in the world who was above the True Qi realm, and no one's new method cultivation could break through to the second level.
Hu Huan moved his body slightly to protect Ling Xiao. He knew how terrifying this thing was!
During the Netherworld Rebellion, countless monks, monsters, natural creatures, and even demons suffered at the hands of those who practiced Netherworld Law.
Some people have thought about encircling and suppressing these evil monsters, but the evil monsters are somewhere between existence and non-existence. They can hardly be killed. Almost all practitioners who surrounded and suppressed the evil monsters and wanted revenge on their relatives and friends died at the hands of the evil monsters.
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Hu Huan couldn't help but murmur in his mind and shouted secretly: "This bastard Xiong Er, I thought he had some gadgets. Where did he get such a dangerous thing?"
"Does he know that if this thing goes crazy, it can kill all the 25th Special Squadron?"
Hu Huan took a look at Yan Lingse's office. The head teacher was definitely not afraid of nightmares, but he was not sure whether Yan Lingse, who was relatively focused on melee combat, could sense this thing.
He also relied on the "Sky Eye" small spell compiled by Tian Yanshu to see the nightmare.
The little girl smiled miserably at Hu Huan, her face as white as if it had been smeared with flour.
Hu Huan thought for a while, then made up a small spell and threw it on the nightmare.
He wasn't very proficient in this spell, but he didn't expect that when the spell was thrown over, it actually took effect.
This spell has only one function, which is to digitize the enemy's information and display it above the head.
A green light appeared above the little girl's head, showing off her own strange abilities.
Nightmare(Juju)(Gold Rare)
Attack(A)
Defense(F)
Life(F)
Strength(A)
Speed(B+)
Superpowers (1. Strange roar, which can make people freeze and lose mobility; 2. Soul-absorbing, which can swallow spiritual power from the air within a certain range, ignoring physical defense; 3. Spiritual puncture, where alien spiritual power is condensed into needles
, piercing into the sea of consciousness can cause severe unbearable pain...)
This nightmare has eight powers, each of which is strange and inexplicable.
Hu Huan had just prepared the spiritual bullets when he saw the little girl shrinking back again. He knew something was wrong, so he looked back and saw that it was Ling Huyin coming over.
Hu Huan knew that Linghuyin was a third-level apex, and this nightmare felt the danger, so he hid in Xiong Potian's body.
Hu Huan's mind turned around a few times, but he couldn't find a suitable excuse, so he simply cut through the mess and told a little lie. He stretched out his hand to hold Linghuyin and said: "Just now Qingyou said, Xiong Potian
There is something evil about you."
Linghuyin was confused and asked: "What is a nightmare?"