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Twenty-three, serial scholar

"But, my old friend, my situation..."

Seymour hesitated to speak.

Hu Huan didn't want to press him about this old friend's secret. For him, his long life spanned hundreds of years and he had experienced great changes in the world. Whether ordinary people or practitioners, all of them had undergone earth-shaking growth in this tree for hundreds of years.

The change.

He has already underestimated many things.

Even the best friends and best relatives will have to go their separate ways due to various circumstances.

There is always an insurmountable barrier between people. Maybe some people are more intimate and the barrier is slightly thinner, but this barrier cannot be broken.

That’s why trends such as personal privacy and respect for personal choices were born in the West.

Any attempt to erase the differences between people is against human nature and even violates the natural laws of society.

Since Seymour is unwilling to say it, Hu Huan will never force it because it is meaningless.

Seymour silently put away the remains of the son of the great god Imhotep, and suddenly said to Hu Huan: "Old friend, the new Chang'an may be entrusted to you soon."

Hu Huan was slightly surprised and asked, "What else is going on with you?"

Seymour said calmly: "I want to pursue the fundamental law."

Hu Huan resisted asking what Seymour's fundamental method had chosen.

Although we are all old friends, Hu Huan has never hidden that he chose the original virtual method, which he created based on his own needs using the Xuantian Transformation Technique.

But this does not mean that Hu Huan feels that others must disclose his choice of fundamental law.

These old people in the Taiping Heavenly Soldiers were very Westernized. Because they did not abandon the classical methods, they were basically eliminated.

Therefore, mutual respect is the custom of the Taiping Heavenly Soldiers.

Of course, the Western-style thinking of only focusing on interests and not on friendship has not become an unspoken rule of the Taiping Heavenly Soldiers.

Although, the Taiping Heavenly Soldiers were in chaos back then.

Seymour stretched out his hand and gently tapped, and countless golden rays of light flew out and landed on the remains of the son of the great god Imhotep. He said: "I actually determined the fundamental method very early. The Tianyan skills of the Three Saints of Taiping are indeed

It’s an extraordinary skill.”

"It's just that when I was practicing Tianyan, I discovered a new path. This path fits me perfectly, but it requires a huge amount of energy to embark on it."

"So I destroyed my foundation and chose the Divine Beast Technique. Because of my old friends, I was able to come to the other world, obtain the Brahma Technique, and achieve a higher starting point than expected."

Hu Huan said in surprise: "Is there any hidden path to Tianyanshu?"

Seymour smiled brightly and said: "Yes, it's just that when human civilization has not yet explored this step, no one knows that there is another way here."

"I will advance to become an illusion apprentice first!"

Hu Huan looked at Seymour's body and saw countless strange wounds. He was very worried about his friend, a first-level illusion apprentice in Tianyanshu. It was not difficult to be promoted. He himself was even proficient in it, but Seymour's condition was anything but normal.

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Seymour's spiritual power became increasingly complex, but it did not affect his ability to become an illusion apprentice.

After Seymour advanced, he smiled slightly and said, "I want to advance again and become a game planner!"

"Game planner?"

Hu Huan was slightly surprised. Before he could ask any questions, he saw Seymour take out a book and said to him: "I have conceived a great game. This game is based on the man-made mythology I compiled. The world is composed of eight dragons.

Rules, has hundreds of ethnic groups, and prevails Chinese culture..."

Hu Huan was horrified and shouted: "You have wanted to give up your body for a long time?"

Seymour smiled brightly, with countless strange wounds appearing on his cheeks, back of his head, and cheeks, and whispered: "You gave up your body and inspired me."

"The body is just a tool to carry the soul, so why should I stick to the form of the tool?"

"New Chang'an will become a common scene in the game!"

"Promotion!"

Hu Huan wanted to stop it, but knew that he could not stop Seymour.

He saw that his old friend had completely collapsed, and the son of the great god Imhotep had also been assimilated by countless golden rays of light.

Hu Huan never looked at Seymour again, because he knew what would happen next, so he flew into the sky and headed straight for New Chang'an.

The entire New Chang'an was shrouded in a layer of faint golden light. No one knew what was happening. Although many people saw this layer of golden light, they did not perceive any changes.

Hu Huan was even a little further away from New Chang'an. Seeing these golden lights falling on everyone in New Chang'an, the whole city had a brand new look and a feeling of transcending the old appearance.

There was a breeze lingering in his ears, and a voice in the wind said calmly: "Old friend, I have successfully been promoted to the third level of sequence scholar, but I need your help to make another breakthrough."

Hu Huan sighed and asked: "What is the fourth level of this path?"

"You will know later, but I need someone to carry this new game with New Chang'an as the scene, the artificial mythology I compiled as the world structure, and the first dragon of the new game."

"Old friend, you are the only one I can trust."

Hu Huan looked at the golden light lingering in front of him, hesitated for a moment, stretched out his hand to hold it, and in an instant, there was an explosion of spiritual power between illusion and reality. If he called it to someone else, he didn't know how to control it.

But my husband, Fox, is different. He is proficient in almost all new techniques and knows how Tianyan Technique should evolve when it reaches this stage.

Seymour chose him not only because of trust, but also...

Only Hu Huan could fully understand his intentions and help him construct this huge man-made mythical game.

Hu Huan's body swayed, and a brute giant monkey stayed in place, howling in pain, and its body continued to grow in size, and finally transformed into an oriental blue dragon, with scales like jade, teeth and claws, and it rose into the air.

"My name is Taihong, and I am in charge of destiny and wealth!"

The green dragon transformed by Hu Huan stretched out his claws and grabbed one from New Chang'an. It was ethereal and without any substance, but it could affect the laws of a place.

A voice smiled softly in Hu Huan's ear and said: "My name is Red Emperor, and I am in charge of the art of war, martial arts and secret techniques!"

A red rainbow appeared, covering the entire New Chang'an.

Hu Huan sighed slightly in his heart, knowing that his old friend had already embarked on the chosen path, but although he was proficient in Tianyan, he did not know what the end of this road was.

The only thing he could do was wait patiently.

Waiting for all this to come to fruition.

As one of the veterans of the Taiping Army, Seymour has been planning for countless years, but everyone knows that everything in the world cannot be solved by wisdom. Sometimes, a little luck is needed.

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