A special kind of flying insect that likes to devour human greed. Of course, they don't just devour greed.
Even when you are hungry, you will eat away your life energy.
In the Neishan Inexplicable Temple of Xuanmiao Sect, there are many collections of books that can be consulted.
These books record a lot of common sense that is not very important.
Among them are some descriptions of the real world.
Wei He withdrew his gaze and looked around.
He took a quick look at the sea, and saw that it was all gray and black, and the surface of the sea was covered with a thick 'blanket'.
There was a dust storm in the air.
There are countless floating microorganisms, which will be blown around when blown by the wind.
With Wei He's eyesight at this time, he could still see that there were many strange-shaped microorganisms in these winds, and many even had sharp and sharp mouthparts.
The thin wind and sand allowed him to see only about a hundred meters away.
The distance further away is just hazy.
He took a few steps forward and stood on the edge of the pier, just one step away from jumping into the sea.
Suddenly something slowly floated on the sea surface.
The thing was close to the water, but didn't completely surface.
Wei He squinted and looked.
It was a giant beetle the size of a washbasin, with a pale body.
On the back of the beetle, there is a white human face, which is inexplicably miserable, and its lips are constantly moving, as if it is saying something.
"The human-faced insect is a real beast with a very ferocious temperament. However, if you don't actively provoke it, it will be harmless." Chang Xuezhong also opened his supersensory eyes and explained at the side.
Wei He nodded.
He began to move slowly along the dock.
In addition to some self-built construction fences on Tianhai Island, you can also see some remnants of the real world on the pier.
Wei He quickly walked to a place that seemed to be a boat piling and stopped.
Boat pilings are metal pilings used to tie small and medium-sized boats to the shore when they dock.
This was built to prevent ships from being blown away by sea peaks.
But the reason why Wei He stopped here is because...
This boat pile only exists in the real world.
He quickly turned off his super sense, and there was nothing on the ground there.
When the super sense is turned on, the dark red boat pile appears again.
"There are a lot of these boat piles on the entire island. They are everywhere. It is said that they were there before our Xuan Miao Sect came here. We tried to deal with them, but they would grow back soon, and then nothing happened.
." Chang Xuezhong introduced.
"..." Wei He nodded, squatted down, and looked at the boat pilings carefully.
This thing is a metal cylinder as thick as a thigh, and its surface is covered with thick rust-like dirt.
The dirt was wet, squirming, and glowing with a faint red fluorescence.
Wei He looked around and found that not only were there many of these boat piles, but they were also all twisted and twisted, and not all of them were pointing straight toward the sky.
Rather than saying it is a ship pile, it is more like some kind of ore crystal pillar protruding from the ground.
Moreover, he always felt like it was artificial.
Standing up, he looked towards the side of the pier where people were coming and going.
On the pier, passers-by were coming and going, covered with thick microorganisms.
Many people feel like they are wearing a thick coat of dust, which is falling off as they walk.
The dregs they dropped on the ground were all crawling around, like swarms of insects.
The entire pier is an area filled with floating objects.
There were only a few figures with clean bodies coming and going, quite clear.
"Those who have nothing on them are Minggan. Only the protective power formed by the true strength can stop these floating objects." Chang Xuezhong explained at the side.
His mission is to pull Wei He out in time if he encounters any trouble when he continues to be super-sensory.
"By the way, although the reality is so horrible and disgusting, in fact, there are some places that are fun." Chang Xuezhong suddenly smiled and said, "How about it? Do you want to experience it?"
"What?" Wei He was slightly curious.
"Follow me." Chang Xuezhong walked to the front and led the way, followed closely by Wei He.
The two quickly left the dock area and arrived at a remote beach on Tianhai Island.
This beach, in the exterior world, is an empty, deserted and lifeless beach.
But in the real interior, it is a completely different scene.
The two of them stood far away on the edge of the beach, looking in.
On the gray-black beach, a huge dark yellow snail more than three meters high was slowly crawling towards the far side of the beach, carrying a shell like a hill.
The snail has a dark yellow covering all over its body, leaving a clear wet trail wherever it crawls.
"This is a wheel snail. It is a real beast with an extremely gentle temperament. It never attacks people on its own initiative, but just keeps walking."
Chang Xuezhong walked forward and approached the giant snail.
"The shell on the back of the wheel snail can be drilled into to rest. It is said that they will crawl forward forever until they reach the legendary true deepest place."
"The deepest part of the truth?" Wei He was surprised.
"Yes, no one knows what the real end is. Perhaps only the masters will know the secret."
He walked to the wheel snail, stretched out his hand and gently touched the huge shell of the wheel snail.
Wei He also stood up and gently stroked the snail shell.
He is different from Chang Xuezhong in that his left hand is super-sensitive and he can clearly feel the hardness, roughness, and faint biting coldness of the snail shell.
"Now, look back at our Xuanmiao Sect's volcano." Chang Xuezhong said suddenly.
When Wei He heard this, he was stunned for a moment, and then looked back.
The direction of the entire Tianhai Island volcano.
There is a thick layer of gray-black floating matter surrounding the entire volcano.
They were flying and spinning like black tornadoes.
At the center of the volcano, streaks of light like colored glass slowly penetrated from between the gray and black floating objects. Like searchlights, they illuminated this strange and apocalyptic world with a touch of life.
"Did you see it? That is the blessed land of our sect." Chang Xuezhong said with a smile.
"..." Wei He raised his eyes and could vaguely see that there seemed to be some special smell of smoke lingering in the light.
He raised his feet and was about to move forward when suddenly he stopped in place.
His eyes looked in another direction on the island.
In the gray-black mountain forest there, there is a spire that is obviously a man-made building, protruding from the forest.
Chang Xuezhong walked a few steps and found that no one was following him. He looked back and saw Wei He looking at the pointed building.
"That's a secret realm. It's also where the super powerful real beast that our Xuan Miao Sect's seal suppresses is located. The entrance is guarded by real people and no one is allowed in or out."
"Really?" Wei He narrowed his eyes.
"Okay, come with me, I'll tell you some common sense." Chang Xuezhong said seriously.
"Since you have super-sensory eyes, you can also identify some things with your eyes. Like the wheel snail just now, you can get into the snail shell to rest, but be careful not to stay in it for too long. Otherwise you will
He will slowly fall asleep and then be taken to an unknown place unknowingly.
People have disappeared because of this before. After getting in, they were taken away by wheel snails and never came back."
"Yeah." Wei He remembered every word Chang Xuezhong said.
But the boat pilings and the building spire he just saw still remained in his mind.
That spire...
Wei He always felt that he seemed to have seen it somewhere.
The spire looks like a traditional ancient Chinese palace, with its surface covered with thick activated adhesive and tiny flying insects flying around it.
You can feel the stench without even looking.
"Let's go, don't be in a daze." Chang Xuezhong urged from the front.
"Okay." Wei He came to his senses and quickly followed.
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Wang Shaojun lit the oil lamp, then put the gauze lampshade on it, sighed, and sat back down.
It was cool outside the window, the full moon hung high in the sky, the moonlight was like gauze, and the courtyard outside was quiet and quiet.
But there was no peace in Wang Shaojun's heart.
The heavy pressure from the approaching storm made him feel as if his chest was being pressed down by something heavy.
It left him breathless and exhausted both physically and mentally. He was worried about the future of his family and his own future.
In the darkness, from the archway of the courtyard, the sounds of singing and opera floated in the distance.
It was the old man entertaining himself in his yard.
In recent years, the old man has become obsessed with singing. He will play a few verses every day. Once he is proficient, he can sing quite well.
But Wang Shaojun couldn't help but he didn't like to listen to dramas.
He sighed, turned around, and saw his wife getting up from the bed sleepily.
"Young Master, why aren't you sleeping yet?"
"I'm thinking about the future." Wang Shaojun sighed.
"In the future? In the future, what else can be done? Just take it one step at a time." My wife is gentle and a good match, but because she is not very tall, she doesn't understand many things and can't see that far.
Looking at his wife's confused expression.
Wang Shaojun had something in his heart and didn't know who to talk to.
"It's okay, you go to sleep first. I'll read a book and I'll be back in a minute."
"Well..." My wife also knew that she couldn't help. As long as she was obedient and sensible, that would be the best.
After watching his wife fall asleep, Wang Shaojun sat back in front of the window again and poured himself a glass of wine.
The battle at the top level of Wu Jun is a battle at the Minggan level.
It's far beyond what masters like them can get involved with.
Minggan, that level is elusive and out of reach.
Wang Shaojun once had hope of reaching it, but he gave up. He chose another path.
But now, he felt a little regretful.
But unfortunately, he has no room for regret now. Because there will be no additional opportunities left for him.
Originally, he thought he would just keep wasting his time, drifting with the tide and following the general trend.
It wasn't until a letter came from far away from Haizhou that he revived the hope he had given up.
Should I go or stay...?
Nowadays, in the so-called martial arts world and the so-called rivers and lakes in Taizhou, the legend about Wan Du Sect has long disappeared.
Instead, there are four new Taizhou beauties and three top geniuses who are popular in the streets.
And even he has long become a thing of the past, reduced to a reference object for comparison and comparison.
People in the world would only say "Wang Jiajian is one of the masters" when talking about him.
Perhaps some people will still call him his nickname: Jade-Faced Man, Wang Shaojun.
There may still be people who still remember him, but among people in the martial arts world, the real focus is no longer on him, but on the grievances and hatreds among the young geniuses.
Even if the Wu army invades the territory, the so-called martial arts world is still the same as usual, you kill me and I will kill you.