The ninth day of participating in the 25th Military Special Combat Talents Training Course.
Not particularly happy today.
Classmate Zhang, not Zhang Mingyu, is the polite bald guy who exchanged a Golden Centipede Fetish Card with Sister Ling Xiao.
He suddenly came over to me and told me that he thought I should feel ashamed. He said a lot of useless words. To sum up, I shouldn't always go to eat with Sister Ling Xiao, but should go to the canteen.
Does this matter bother him?
I had already settled the matter and didn't want to argue with him, but in the end I was squeezed by this guy and had to take action.
It is very interesting to generate golden color. When this kind of special spiritual power is activated, the whole body will glow with a slight golden light, which is very stylish, as if you have practiced King Kong. Not only can you improve your defense, but also poison those who come into contact with it.
It's quite intimidating to fight.
I tried it, but he probably didn't realize the ability of poison-eating. He couldn't resist my red blood poison.
I also discovered an interesting thing. There are actually many ways to play with the power of breath eating. I absorbed a little bit of raw gold color, and the air eating insects changed. The red blood poison transformed into another weird spirit.
force……
As for the battle, there is nothing to say. The B-level speed is enough to make Zhang classmate kneel down and sing "Shiro Visits His Mother!"
Today is March 6, 1993, Saturday. Tomorrow is Girls' Day and the day after tomorrow is Women's Day.
It was another day when I went out to eat with Sister Ling Xiao. Today I finally went to watch the flag raising. I felt very excited. It’s great to be Chinese.
Hu Huan dropped the pen in his hand. This pen was also a gift from Ling Xiao. It was a foreign product and he could write very fluently.
Hu Huan, apart from thinking that this pen was very beautiful, knew nothing about its brand or origin, especially its price.
Although the diary was written on March 6, 1993, when Hu Huan put down the pen, it was actually March 7, and the hand on the wall clock had already passed 12 o'clock.
Hu Huan did not worry about life. He excitedly recited another spell and entered the space of the mysterious conch.
Hu Huan tapped the oak desk lightly, and a light blue progress bar immediately popped up in front of his eyes.
Today, his Tianyan skills have improved, and the awakening progress bar he created can last for eleven minutes.
Of course, Hu Huan didn't care about the existence time of the progress bar, because he took another idea, which was to speed up manufacturing.
Hu Huan was able to create a small Tianyanshu spell in two seconds, reflecting the awakening progress bar. He felt that it was much more convenient than pursuing stability and long-term performance.
Glancing at the awakening progress bar, Hu Huan took the initiative to break down this little magic of Tianyanshu, took out a notebook of Huang Shizhi's, and started a new round of study.
Tianyanshu is an extremely large theoretical system. Although the founder is the Three Saints of Taiping, it also gathered the wisdom of almost all practitioners at that time.
I don’t know how many veterans of the Taiping Heavenly Soldiers have devoted themselves to the art of heavenly acting and made selfless contributions.
Hu Huan also knew from Huang Shizhi's notes and the memory fragments in his own mind the background of the era when the Three Saints of Taiping founded Tianyan Shu.
Almost all practitioners thought that the end was coming, so they all broke down the barriers of their families and contributed their cherished Dharma.
This kind of situation has never happened before, and it will never happen again in the future. Only for a short period of more than a hundred years, it was the most glorious era of the New Law.
The more Hu Huan read the notes of the Three Saints of Taiping and pieced together relevant memories, the more he admired this new method.
The background of the creation of Tianyanshu is that the vitality of heaven and earth is declining, and the source energy, that is, spiritual power, is flourishing, which makes it impossible to practice classical methods. The idea of the Three Saints of Taiping is not to create a practice method for spiritual power, but to create
A practice method that can be applied to any situation.
When the vitality between heaven and earth is strong, Tianyanju can cultivate the true energy. When the miscellaneous qi and spiritual power between heaven and earth are revived, Tianyanju can cultivate spiritual power. No matter what kind of strange energy appears between heaven and earth, Tianyanju can also be smooth.
Practice, just need a little adjustment.
Nowadays, although all countries and transnational organizations are aware of the existence of the Taiping Heavenly Soldiers, the information about the Taiping Heavenly Soldiers is extremely lost, and the understanding of this mysterious organization that has disappeared in the long river of history is extremely superficial.
Even the legendary Twelve New Laws of Taiping are not fully understood.
Only the fetish magic inherited by the Tianmo Ling family and the Tianmo organization, the mechanical magic inherited by the Western Mechanicus, and the classical magic of Kress Magic Academy are known to the world, while no one has known about the Tianyan skill for a long time.
After flipping through six notebooks, Hu Huan did not continue reading. He rubbed his eyes and prepared to exit the mysterious conch and go back to the dormitory to sleep.
Just as Hu Huan was about to recite the incantation, the oak desk in front of him suddenly lit up. He activated the Tianyan Technique and opened another desktop. In addition to the four storage drawers C, D, E, and F, the spiritual pool and bookshelf were on it.
, and the trash can icon, another icon lights up.
Hu Huan was slightly surprised. He noticed that the progress bar of the spiritual pool had reached 5.1%. Only then was he able to remember that the last time he checked the trash can, he did not take out the air-eating insects. Obviously, now
The trash can has digested the last of the airworms.
The spiritual power reserve of the spiritual pool increased, and this gave the eighth icon a new lease of life.
This newly launched icon is called a conference room. The miniature icon is exactly the huge round table placed in the corner that separates the bookshelf and the rest area.
This round table is also made of oak and has a very simple and elegant design. It is surrounded by twenty high-backed leather chairs.
Hu Huan was curious and tried to walk over, but this time there was no obstruction, allowing him to easily walk to the side of the round table.
Hu Huan randomly chose a chair and sat down, but was frightened by a strange sight and stood up suddenly.
When he stood up, the vision disappeared again. He hesitated for a while before sitting down again. Sure enough, the strange scene appeared again. Among the twenty high-backed leather chairs around the round table, there were six chairs
Someone was sitting there.
These six people were motionless, their eyes were dull, and they were not like living people.
Hu Huan only felt horrified. He didn't know what was going on. There was no relevant information even in the memory fragments.
Although he was very courageous, his limbs were a little weak for a while.
Just when Hu Huan took a deep breath, suppressed the panic in his heart, and was about to stand up and quickly exit, a man who was sitting motionless on a chair with dull eyes suddenly moved his eyelashes slightly.
Hu Huan couldn't bear it anymore and hurriedly chanted the incantation. Although he was not sitting on the antique sofa, he still retreated.
After leaving the mysterious conch, Hu Huanyou was still frightened, and his whole body was covered in cold sweat. He could not regain his stable mood for a long time.