Looking directly at the ancient gods for a whole year

If you want to be high-profile, you have to be able to receive it.

The relationship between trees and "holy places" has always been a core issue that Fu Qian has never forgotten.

It’s a pity that even though Brother Sanxun was so confident, he still didn’t have the courage to answer.

"Then let me change the question. As long as we abide by the rules, can we get closer to the core of the Holy Land?"

"For example, Mr. Huang Leji and his group?"

The awkward situation lasted for a breath, but Fu Qian did not force it and chose to switch to the next topic.

If trees and holy places are two different categories, then for the sudden appearance of the latter, Fu Qian is more inclined to believe that it was triggered by something.

After all, in the last evil omen incident, there was no sign of it, or even any trace of the "Followers".

Even this introduction should not be the complete disappearance of the tree. After all, according to Tan Mingxue, there is an obvious time difference between the two.

If Brother Sanxun can help solve this problem, it would undoubtedly be welcome.

"You will know if you try it, haha..."

Unfortunately, Sanxun didn't seem ready to answer any more questions.

After a brief silence, he ended this duel between the charlatans with a suggestion and a laugh.

It even seemed that he himself had gained a lot, for example, he had learned to ignore the other person's reaction and just walk away.

Before his laughter ended, his body had already disintegrated into hundreds of "butterflies" again.

"San value minus 1."

Of course, some parting words were still included.

……

This method of reducing san seems to require a certain amount of charging time.

All good things must come to an end. Although they felt like old friends at first sight, Fu Qian did not force him to stay. He just kept reminding him in his ear and silently counted the gains of this trip.

From now until now, Brother Sanxun has appeared twice, and I have lost a total of 5 san points 8 times.

This art of speaking the truth, which directly reveals one's inner secrets and whose words are followed by reality, is truly of high quality.

It's a pity that for me who still has a three-digit san value, it's really not very deterrent.

Brother Sanxun should have discovered this after many attempts.

If he was planning to use this to increase the sense of urgency and make himself aware of the seriousness of the current situation, then he would obviously have to work harder.

Of course this is a relatively mild speculation.

It is not ruled out that he is really preparing to turn himself into an idiot.

  But if that's the case, shouldn't we work harder?

All in all, Fu Qian didn't think this life-destroying technique, which seemed to be at the level of causality, was that it was not that scary.

This current efficiency should be Brother Sanxun’s limit.

And this is not the only gain from the exchange just now.

From some overly lofty statements about "real power" and "barbarism", it can be felt that this third follower is more likely to be a conversion from a senior in the warehouse who had a great enlightenment.

And he seemed to want to explore deeper, just like what Mr. Huang and others, whom he admired, were doing.

The purpose behind this is thought-provoking.

Of course, thinking without learning is dangerous. Thinking alone cannot solve the problem if there is too little information. You might as well find someone to learn from, for example -

As the blood mist rose, Fu Qian's body disappeared on the spot.

The next moment he was already walking in another dimension, crossing the broken walls in front of him, and there were no broken walls behind him.

Even the columns, spiral staircases, round windows, and stacked wooden frames... He pointed directly to a corner of the ancient building in a straight line and appeared across the wall from it.

"Let me confirm again, you have really never been to this damn place before?"

At almost the same time, an old but majestic voice came from the other side.

……

Sure enough, this is also a violation.

He could easily tell that it was old man Huang Leji who was not very happy, and even knew that next to him was a team that was larger than the digging team just now. However, Fu Qian's attention was focused on himself first.

Full of holes, even the two quantifiers here are definite references.

The bloody expedition was not stopped just now, but the cost of each step in the process was even more exaggerated than going backwards.

Adding to the consumption of the bloody conquest itself, Fu Qian felt as if he was a brush dipped in blood, violently smearing everything along the way.

Although the result was worth it in his opinion.

First, efficiently find your next reference frame.

As we gradually go deeper into the lower layers, the surroundings become closer to reality, and the obstructions to our perception also become more realistic and no longer as exaggerated as before.

So when Fu Qian was communicating with Brother Sanxun just now, he was able to overcome layers of obstacles without much effort and found a group of living people gathered together.

And he finally chose this method to bypass the complicated route and arrive efficiently.

As for the second gain, although this "holy land" currently has strict and strange rules, it does not seem to be inclined to directly prohibit "illegal" behavior, but to impose severe punishment on violators.

In other words, as long as you can afford the price, you will have a lot of things to use.

Of course, that is a story for later. Next, we should pay attention to the gains of the main force of the rescue team.

The place he chose to appear at this moment was a relatively plainly decorated side hall, separated from the resting area of ​​the large army outside by only a wall.

However, facing the slightly rusty door, Fu Qian did not rush to open it, but lowered his head and looked at his body.

Flesh and blood can heal, but clothes cannot.

When old friends meet, it is better not to make each other worry too much.

He gazed for a moment and recalled the past, then the next moment he casually tore off the bloody shirt, revealing the golden and white robe that was stretching out underneath.

He has become more and more adept at turning flesh and blood into clothes.

And there is no doubt that what was plagiarized this time was the style of the Followers.

However, he did not completely imitate Brother Sanxun's physique, and Fu Qian did not even transform into a faceless man, but directly maintained Gorrim Shaw's true appearance.

After confirming the style one last time, Fu Qian pulled up the hood behind his head and pushed open the door in front of him.

squeak--

As expected of the increasingly realistic depths of depravity, you can almost hear the rust on the door hinges from the sound of the door opening.

Of course, Fu Qian was not the only one who heard it.

The argument behind the door had already been interrupted by this sound and fell into deathly silence.

All those who were skilled in identifying positions by sound had their eyes all fixed on Fu Qian.

Naturally, he was not at all nervous about this. Fu Qian still had a gentle smile on his face and walked into the much more majestic hall with a slight nod, just like a priest or saint who had just rested nearby.

"Sha Ming?"

Without even waiting for the main members of the rescue team to express their thoughts, the next moment he looked at the person opposite Mr. Huang Leji and casually confirmed. (End of this chapter)