Hu Huan rubbed his eyes and woke up for a while before remembering that he fell asleep in Velazquez's room.
Bai Nishang lay on top of him, curled up into a small ball as she slept, her little hands grasping the hem of his clothes, clenching tightly.
Hu Huan calmed down for a moment and thought to himself: "Did I enter Chang Chang's dream because of the thread of dreams?"
"The scene in the dream must be Bai Nishang's hometown."
"She is not a strange monster. She is just like us. She is just a human being. She is just a different race, has a different birth appearance, and has a different bloodline. But she is a human being with wisdom and the creation of civilization."
"There are countless strange monsters raging in that world, and there are also monsters that are as powerful as level five. There is no power on earth that can compete with them."
"I don't know how the brothers and sisters ended up here..."
Hu Huan suddenly thought of his master again. He didn't know whether his master was also in that world, or whether that world was the spiritual sky realm?
A sudden melancholy surged into my heart.
Hu Huan stretched out his hand and gently rubbed it. His pretty face in white clothes could be broken by a flick of the wind, and he felt like he was in the same boat. Back then, he was picked up by his master, and he always had to be protected by his master. Later, his master ascended, and he was the only little fox left.
, lonely and frightened, and just wanted to hide himself.
From a frightened little fox, he grew up to become the thirteen elders of the Taiping Heavenly Soldiers, traveling across all countries. With his peerless wisdom, he turned his hands into clouds and turned his hands into rain. There was no telling how many hardships and hardships there were during this process.
Hu Huan sensed that all the physical and mental fatigue in his body had been recovered, but his spiritual power was not recovered much, only 20 to 30%.
He looked around and took out a small gourd. He had many storage gourds of this kind around him. Even if he gave Mostima a bite, he would still have a spare.
Hu Huan took a sip of water from the spiritual spring and slowly circulated the spiritual power in his body. The ring of virtual fire in his dantian suddenly appeared. He swallowed the water from the spiritual spring and fed back the spiritual power of death.
In just an instant, Hu Huan recovered most of his spiritual power.
After two or three sips, his spiritual power was fully replenished and even slightly enhanced.
The water of the spiritual spring can indeed improve one's cultivation level, but it does not increase as much as one drinks. If a professional practices for a day, the spiritual power he can increase is one. Drinking the water of the spiritual spring can increase his spiritual power by one.
twenty.
It is more than ten times faster than the normal cultivation speed, but if it exceeds this limit, drinking the water of the spiritual spring will be a waste. If you drink too much, it will cause spiritual backlash or form a local spiritual storm, which is not only harmful, but also
There may even be a mutation crisis.
Hu Huan recovered his spiritual power and put away the small gourd. He glanced out the window. It was not yet dawn, but it was just misty.
Hu Huan opened his spiritual consciousness, and the old wizard's howl immediately echoed in his mind for a long time.
"Huanhuan, save me."
Hu Huan's face turned dark and he cursed: "I hate it when people call me Huanhuan. If you call me Huanhuan again, I will tell Bai Nishang how to enter the bone flute."
Before the old wizard could respond, Bai Nishang turned over, opened her eyes, and when she saw Hu Huan was still beside her, she called out: "Huanhuan, I'm hungry."
Hu Huan immediately responded: "I'll let Uncle Bei prepare it right now."
The old wizard immediately felt that he was being discriminated against.
"Why can she call her Huanhuan, but I can't?"
"Just because this girl is a fifth-level person? You are discriminating based on career and academic qualifications. It is wrong for you to do this."
Hu Huan ignored the old wizard and activated a zero-level heavenly performance technique called Qianyin Simultaneous Translation!
This is originally a small spell in the classical method. It is combined with techniques such as the maze to make the sound float back and forth in the maze, making it impossible for the enemy to judge the position and thus taking the initiative.
It's just that this kind of spell is very easy to break, so the monks of classical magic don't pay much attention to it. Like Qingliangsan, it is especially liked by charlatans who are incompetent in cultivating Taoism.
Later, when the new method became popular, a veteran who loved music suddenly came up with the idea that the speakers that play music should have a sound field. If you want to build an omnipresent and surround sound field, you often need several different sound sources.
It is also the origin of two-channel, four-channel, seven-channel, plus the N.1 channel of the subwoofer.
Many high-end cars often have a dozen or even more than twenty speakers to create a sound field.
Thousand-voice simultaneous interpretation can produce several or even dozens of sound sources and play one sound at the same time. It was used by the veteran to play background music every time he appeared on stage.
Even when he is fighting, he will suddenly play a grand overture, which often has a subtle effect in improving his combat effectiveness.
The founder of Thousand-Voice Simultaneous Interpretation is Matthew Bolton, the founder of the Mechanicum, the originator of Mechatronics, a man who believes that money is invincible and that engineers are the world's number one driving force.
Hu Huan could only produce seven or eight sound sources when he cast this spell, limited by his Tianyan skills, but it was enough to spread the sound to every corner of the hotel.
This spell is really not suitable for personal communication, but it is really suitable for calling people.
"Velasquez, Uncle Bei, we are hungry. Please bring us some good wine and food."
The bone demon Velasquez was abandoned by Mostima, and knew that he would never escape. He was in a miserable mood, but Hu Huan's voice, which was simultaneously transmitted with a thousand voices, still made him feel depressed.
While yelling, he went to the hotel restaurant to order a meal.
"Hu Huan, you are not human!"
"Hu Huan, you must die a happy death."
"Hu Huan, you and I will definitely be at odds with each other."
"Thirty years in the east of Hedong, thirty years in the west of Hexi. I would rather bully a white-headed man than a poor young man. Finally, the dragon will wear the phoenix, and I will never believe that there will be a hole in my crotch..."
Half an hour later, Velazquez, who was working hard and pushing a dining cart with seven or eight of his men, appeared outside the room.
The believers of the Immortal God Cult, watching their Dharma King straighten his clothes, instantly changed from an angry man to a gentle old housekeeper. He knocked politely on the door and waited for permission from inside before pushing it open.
He opened the door and pushed the dining cart in.
Hu Huan was very happy when he saw the food and said to Bai Nishang: "Shangshang, I'll treat you to something delicious."
Bai Nishang nodded her head happily and sat upright. This was a habit she had developed since she was a child. She had to pay attention to her manners when eating.
Velazquez didn't understand what Hu Huan said to Bai Nishang, otherwise the old bone would have made all the old bones very angry.
He said with a sneer: "The chef hasn't come to work yet, so I tripled the amount of money to allow the hotel to open the kitchen in advance."
Hu Huan smiled and said, "Thank you for your hard work."
Velasquez: "It's not hard work, the little animal is willing to serve its master."
The two looked at each other, both knowing each other's emotions well.
Velazquez is willing to give up?
Does he have a choice?
Aren’t you forced by life?
There is no strong father behind him.
I am not smart enough!
Mostima was in the middle of a few games when he suddenly sneezed and muttered to himself: "Is someone talking about me?"
"Forget it, this time I came to China, I gained a lot. Not only did I regain Hu Huan's friendship, I also got the revived Lingquan Eye."
“It was a pleasant trip with a perfect score of 12,000 points.”
"When I was pouring the water of the spiritual spring into the three spiritual spring eyes in my hand, my heart was so broken. But I didn't expect that Hu Huan was willing to exchange for a revived spiritual spring. This old friend is simply a living Bodhisattva."
The figure of Velazquez occasionally appeared in Mostima's mind, but he happily blocked the memory of this old acquaintance. In Mostema's view, in the hands of Hu Huan, this old acquaintance
I am afraid that I will not have the chance to return to South America alive and continue to be the Dharma King of the Immortal God Sect.
Collett stepped into the shadow of all things again, with a slight sense of pride on his face. He roared, turned into a silver giant, and strode away at lightning speed. Although the speed of the giant family was average, with his fourth-level
His strength can reach level B or above.
Colette spent a day and a night trudging in the Shadow of All Things, and was even ejected once. He didn't know what happened at all, and then he reached the vicinity of the Spirit Spring.
When Coulette saw thousands of strange monsters near the Lingquan Eye, he took a deep breath, withdrew his knight's spear, and launched a charge without hesitation.
How powerful is the fourth-level silver giant?
The alien monsters that have not yet entered the first level and those of the first and second levels are invincible, and there are almost no enemies of Corlett.
Even two third-level alien monsters appeared, but they were not able to be resisted for long by Collet. This silver giant was at full strength, much more powerful than when he was in the Shadow of All Things, and it was obvious that Collet had been hiding his strength.
Collet rushed more than ten kilometers in one breath. When he saw that he was less than a few thousand meters away from the spiritual spring, he heard a low cry and a spiritual light cannon blasted from the front.
Coulette swung his spear and defeated the Tauren Overseer's aura cannon head-on. Although he was a little embarrassed, the fourth-level silver giant was not afraid at all.
At the moment when the Tauren Overseer appeared, Colette made a thrust and crossed a distance of several hundred meters. Just as he was about to collide with the Tauren Overseer, he suddenly moved sideways, changed direction and rushed towards the Lingquan Eye.
Coulette jumped up high, his heart filled with excitement, and shouted loudly: "No one could have imagined that I had already placed the metal Rubik's Cube deep in the eye of the spiritual spring, and now it's time to harvest."
"Comrades, your sacrifices are of great value."
Coulette activated the secret technique, but there was no response from the spiritual spring. The metal cube that had completely contained the spiritual spring eye and returned to his hand did not appear at all.
Coulette frantically activated the secret method, but the metal Rubik's Cube did not appear. He kept yelling: "How is it possible? How is it possible? These strange monsters can't identify the Metal Rubik's Cube at all. When it is at the lowest power, the spiritual wave
Approaching zero, it cannot be discovered at all.”
"Where is the mistake?"
"Damn it, answer me, answer me quickly!"
Coulette thought he was about to reach the peak of his life just now, with a face full of climax, but now he fell into the darkest valley.
A man's breakdown often occurs when he accidentally fails to get hard.