I am your natural enemy.

Chapter 469: Leap, Loyal Gray Cloth (5k)

Feng Yao had a pair of dead fish eyes and dull eyes, but he completed the communication and task assignment in a very efficient manner. The whole process took less than ten minutes.

Then, after lying down on the simple bed in the office again, he stared, took out his mobile phone, and looked at where the Sage Picture was. He felt the need to take a look.

Or you can exchange your merits for some potions. Recently, the Fiery Sun Tribe has had some cooperation with the South Seas Alliance and got some things called energy potions.

This was created by wizards in Europe. The original idea was to use it to replenish the so-called magic power. Later, it was discovered that this thing should be called a physical potion. It is purely used to replenish physical strength and has a partial effect of relieving energy consumption.

If you ignore the fact that the other party used a lot of weird stuff in their materials, the effect of the potion is actually quite good.

Feng Yao is now hoping that Cai Heizi will come back soon. He has lowered his expectations and does not expect to be too relaxed, even if Cai Heizi comes back to take the blame.

Feng Yao fell asleep again after staring for less than a minute. He had learned to make up for the sleep as much as possible.

On the other side, Wen Yan waited for a while before he saw a drone flashing red light and rapidly approaching where he was. A prompt popped up on his phone, telling him how far the required express was from him, asking him to receive it in time.

The drone landed, Wen Yan took down the express delivery mounted underneath, took the paper and pen on top, signed the receipt, and the drone quickly left.

Wen Yan opened the package and found a small device inside that was less than half the size of a palm. The lens looked very small and there was a matte camouflage on the surface. There were three types of matching fixing devices to choose from.

Wen Yan took a look at the instruction manual and found that it was indeed very simple to use and durable. It could last for at least a week in relatively calm waters within a depth of 15 meters.

According to the description, if Wen Yan put it in the rainy courtyard when there were no people there, it could last at least three months in standby mode with the lowest power consumption.

If there is any picture change, recording will start automatically, and it can record for six hours in ultra-high-definition quality.

Wen Yan looked at the device in his hand. It was less than half the size of a palm. What kind of black technology was this battery? How did it dissipate heat?

As expected, there is no brand logo on the device, and no manufacturer information on the instructions or packaging.

Forget it, as long as it works, don’t worry about the rest.

He studied the equipment, followed the fool-proof operation instructions in the manual, learned it once, and checked it again to make sure there were no problems. Only then did he leave with the equipment and the oil-paper umbrella.

He took dozens of meters at a time and quickly left Qingcheng Mountain, heading deeper into the mountains. When he arrived, he raised his head and looked at the clouds in the sky.

He stretched out his hand and gently moved one of the clouds, letting it float over his head, then he pinched it and let it sprinkle some drizzle.

Calculating the time, Wen Yan, holding an oil-paper umbrella, stepped into the drizzle that only covered an area of ​​about a hundred meters.

Gradually, his figure disappeared in the drizzle.

The surrounding fog emerged, and Wen Yan was already standing at the door of the rainy courtyard.

He put away his oil-paper umbrella and opened the door.

When the door was opened, I saw a letter behind it. There were no words on the envelope, only a drop of blood.

Wen Yan raised his hand, but before he could take it, Gray Cloth took the lead and stretched out a corner to pick up the letter.

"Take it apart and take a look. Don't destroy the traces on it."

The gray cloth immediately changed into the shape of a dozen fingers, which opened the envelope bit by bit and took out the letter inside.

At first glance, Wen Yan felt that the calligraphy in the Slender Gold style was very beautiful. It was basically the same as what he had seen in the museum. He couldn't tell the difference, but the beauty was the same.

Some of the characters in it are written in the way they were written before simplification, which does not affect the understanding.

The general meaning is: I am surprised to hear that you are not dead yet. I am very pleasantly surprised. After years of planning, I finally got what I wanted. Even if there are twists and turns, the result is generally good. Taking that step is the most important thing.

Your success is the greatest encouragement to everyone and proves that everything is possible.

If you need anything, you can contact me at the old place. If not, everything will remain the same.

One day he will surely be able to open the door and fulfill his long-cherished wish.

Wen Yan took a look at it and could feel from the words that the writer of the letter could no longer suppress his excitement.

Of course, he is not too professional, he just needs to make a preliminary judgment.

He took out a sealed bag that he always kept in his bag, packed the letter and envelope separately, and walked into the courtyard where it was raining.

No one knows how this courtyard was built. After the Rain Master passed away, there seems to be no change except that it doesn't rain.

No, maybe one more thing should be added. The small courtyard has its own special magic. Entering here is like entering water, which will automatically activate the basic effect of his Water Official Talisman for Relieving Disasters.

Since there are still people who can come here, judging from the tone between the lines, he cannot be dead.

If it were a living person, it would probably be difficult for them to enter the courtyard.

The other party must have been here before. Maybe at that time, the Luoyu Courtyard was not covered by the same power as it is now.

Wen Yan entered the courtyard and paused, as someone had been here before.

He could sense a slightly familiar feeling, which was somewhat different from the pure silence here. It was a feeling of dead silence and oppression.

I closed my eyes, sensed carefully, and recalled for a moment. This feeling was the most felt in my old dreams.

But at this moment, the feeling here is very light, and there is no longer that kind of cold and dark feeling that makes people very uncomfortable. It is more like the mucus left after a slug crawled through.

The Rain Master was right. Once the rain stops here, it can no longer be hidden.

Maybe something had been here before, found that there was nothing here, and left.

He looked around and checked everywhere. There was no change in the room, and it was no different from before.

But he still took out his mobile phone and took another photo. He couldn't see any changes. After returning, he asked the black box to compare it. The black box was able to compare even the slightest changes.

This kind of work is the easiest for a black box, and it doesn’t even require any computing power.

After filming, he placed the camera in the rockery in the courtyard, leading to the backyard, so that the camera could capture the entire courtyard, especially the direction of the gate.

If someone comes, I can definitely take a picture of their figure and appearance.

After setting it up, Wen Yan took a look. Unless one bends down close to it, one won’t be able to see it. He also didn’t know what kind of lens it was, and he didn’t even feel any reflection.

After Wen Yan confirmed it, he turned and left, and would come back in a few days to see if any prey had been caught.

He closed the door and left.

After Wen Yan disappeared, a patch of fog on the courtyard wall dissipated slightly to the size of two fists, and the area turned into darkness.

A cold eyeball appeared there, cold and dark, and an uncomfortable feeling began to emerge.

There was a hint of human fear in those eyes, and they recognized Wen Yan.

It knew that Wen Yan was ferocious, but what made it feel fearful was the person standing behind Wen Yan. The last time it followed Wen Yan in its old dream, it caught up with its aunt’s old dream and was crushed in the first encounter.

It paid a huge price that time. In its old dreams, it could continue to resurrect after death, but after that incident, it was forever missing one of its legs.

He didn't dare to chase her into his aunt's old dream again, so he found another way. With the help of Wen Yan, he finally caught up with her and reached the place where fantasy and reality intersected.

It's lost.

There, after dying several times, he was finally resurrected in his old dream.

The reason it avoided being lost there forever was because it made a deal with the Rain Master it met by chance. The Rain Master gave it a ride so that it could return to the illusory world of its old dream and be reborn after its death.

By now, it had finally found a way to go a little further and infiltrate slowly, but it discovered Wen Yan here again.

It doesn't want to wait anymore, nor does it dare to wait anymore.

It is going to go to the human world and complete this leap in life level!
For it, this is ascension.

The original plan was to break all the strength and body into pieces, bit by bit, and throw them over again and again, and finally squeeze the most core part over.

It's like completing the leap by being shattered into pieces countless times.

When the time comes, after it comes over, it will be able to recover its strength at the fastest speed.

Can't wait now.

In the small gap above the fog, an eye seemed to squeeze in little by little from that dark hole. The eye was shattered beyond recognition and fell into the darkness in the corner, completely blending in there.

After a long time, another eye squeezed in from there, it was even more broken, the eyeball turned into a pool of liquid and continued to blend into the darkness in the corner.

After eight times in a row, all eight eyeballs squeezed in, and the darkness in the dark hole in the fog dissipated.

The remaining bodies over there serve as fuel and cost to assist the core part in crossing over.

In the dark corner, a pile of fragments were hidden in the shadows, constantly wriggling and slowly condensing.

……

Wen Yan returned to the present world, originally intending to hand over the things to the Lieyang Tribe. But after looking at the time, he decided not to do it. He slept two hours a day, which was considered sleeping until he woke up naturally, but other people would die if they slept only two hours a day.

Feng Yao could hardly hold it any longer, so she decided to wait until tomorrow morning to talk about it.

Wen Yan took the phone, looked at where he was, then ran to where the giant tree was and looked at it from a distance.

This place has been blocked off, and no one can enter the area within several kilometers. Wen Yan did not show his ID. After entering the outer perimeter of the first layer, he looked from a distance on another mountain. Only after confirming that there was no problem did he leave.

When he returned to Qingcheng Mountain, it was still early in the morning. After thinking for a while, he continued to practice.

I promised Huibu that the next door would be opened by Huibu, so I cannot break my promise to Huibu.

Standing in the yard in the Wuji stance, he closed his eyes and continued to practice.

The difficulty of water-grinding work is not very high. As long as you are careful and serious, there will be no problems.

Wen Yan did not dare to make great progress, purely because if he made the slightest mistake, he would suffer from a stiff neck and migraine at the very least, or a cerebral hemorrhage at the worst.

After breaking open a stone door, you must proceed slowly and carefully, and don't be in a hurry.

He had already solved the first two levels of the Nine-Layer Mountain Range. The first stone gate was a sparrow cat, and the second stone gate was a small zombie.

Now we have reached the third stone gate. It is slightly more difficult to open than the previous ones, but the difference is not particularly large.

When his power completely invaded the stone gate according to the patterns on it, at the moment when the eyes of the two yellow-skinned reliefs merged.

The relief began to change without any hindrance.

She's not like the sparrow cat, who would argue, nor is she like the little zombie, who would add some of her own personal opinions.

Wen Yan could even feel that Huibu was more anxious than he was.

That's probably what he said just three words.

"Please listen to the question..."

"Choose A."

Huibu answered the question immediately, then signed and submitted the paper simultaneously to ensure that all procedures were completed.

The relief on the stone gate changed rapidly and turned into a long fluttering silk in an instant. It looked like it was flying in the air, very elegant, and the edges and corners seemed very powerful.

Wen Yan sighed and felt that the gray cloth that followed him every day was the most reliable.

However, just as I finished expressing my feelings, I discovered that the changes in the relief were not over yet.

On both sides of the fluttering gray cloth, there was a large mace wrapped around one end and a sword wrapped around the other end.

If you look closely, you can even see some details, and it seems that there is something rolled up inside the gray cloth.

If you look closely, it looks like a tattered picture...

At this point, it seems like it’s not over yet.

At the same time, on the cliff over the sea of ​​clouds, the old Taoist priest who was meditating and resting suddenly opened his eyes.

The magic sword stuck in the ground trembled slightly.

The old Taoist priest waved his hand, and the magic sword flew into his hand. He stretched out his hand and gently stroked the sword, sensing the low hum coming from the magic sword, with a hint of doubt in his eyes.

"Sword wrap, what is that thing for?"

Through the sensing of the magic sword, the old Taoist priest couldn't sense it very clearly, he just knew it was not a bad thing.

And that gray cloth had been following Wen Yan shamelessly before...

The old Taoist thought for a moment, then he touched the magic sword and a trace of divine power flew out and disappeared.

On the other side, Wen Yan watched the changes in the relief on the stone gate. The relief of the sword gradually became clearer. He recognized it at a glance. It was the old Taoist's magic sword. The changes in the relief ended here.

Wen Yan looked at the relief on the stone gate in some astonishment.

Wow, this guy is really loyal.

When making the relief, don't forget to bring the Chunjun mace and the magic sword, and even the broken map in your arms.

Fortunately, I can only bring so much. Looking at the condition of the gray cloth, if possible, I would like to bring all the old friends with me.

A flame appeared on the stone gate and it burst open with a bang.

The third stone gate was opened, and the mountains behind appeared before our eyes.

Wen Yan opened his eyes, and a gray cloth floated around him, part of which was wrapped around his arm. One end held the Chunjun mace, and the other end seemed to hold a sword.

The flames flowed over, turning the gray cloth, which was becoming increasingly fine, into a scarlet red.

This time, Wen Yan did not see the prompt, but at this moment he could feel that there was an inexplicable connection between him and the gray cloth. As soon as he had a thought, the gray cloth would react synchronously.

After trying several times in a row, Wen Yan even felt that the time it took for the gray cloth to react was a little faster than what he wanted to do.

He picked up two branches, squatted on the ground, held one in his hand, and asked Gray Cloth to hold one as well, and began to write simultaneously.

It looked like they were completely synchronized, but Wen Yan himself could feel that the speed at which the gray cloth received and executed instructions was even faster than the speed at which he could control his own hands.

It's like an unconditioned reflex, the reaction is given so quickly that you don't even have time to think.

Being able to control the gray cloth to write synchronously was something that had not been possible before. Before, it was purely based on tacit understanding and the gray cloth's own judgment to take the initiative to do things.

Even if there was no hint of any special abilities, Wen Yan was very satisfied.

This is equivalent to directly improving his combat effectiveness and adaptability.

Although it cannot be expressed in terms of data or capabilities, the improvement is real.

It was much better than the first door. Of course, Wen Yan didn't care about the Sparrow Cat Stone Door. There was no change. At that time, the Sparrow Cat didn't hold on to the end, which was already a great help.

"Well done, very loyal, good job."

Wen Yan was in a good mood and cast a violent sun on the gray cloth.

"Come on, cling to me, and I'll give you a good meal."

The gray cloth wrapped Wen Yan like a mummy with a whoosh. The yang energy inside him burst out and was all bound by the gray cloth, absorbing the yang energy burst out by Wen Yan bit by bit.

At this time, a stream of light suddenly flew from the sky and landed on the third stone gate. The gray cloth on the relief and the relief of the magic sword were flashing with light. A thin lightning flashed around the sword and finally merged into the relief.

Huibu is a loyal man. Even when good things happen, he never forgets Fajian, with whom he used to be together day and night.

On the third stone gate, beneath the flames, a flash of lightning occasionally began to flicker. Thunder and fire were naturally close and compatible.

Early the next morning, when the Taoist orchestra continued to chant and recite scriptures, Wen Yan called Feng Yao.

"Are you up this time?"

"Um……"

"I have something here that is very important. I don't feel comfortable handing it over to others, and I can't leave. I will ask Feng Wei to deliver it to you later. After you receive it, you must know more about how to check it than I do."

"Um……"

"Still awake?"

"Um……"

Wen Yan took the phone away and took a look, then heard Feng Yao's voice again.

"Okay, okay, I understand. I'm busy right now, so I won't talk about it for now. If you want to tell me something, send me a message."

Wen Yan looked at the hung up phone and felt something was strange.

On the other side, Feng Yao tapped on the computer and listened to the recording of the previous call.

He looked at the time and realized it was not yet time to go to work, so he continued to make some changes.

This casually created phone-answering program has a lot of bugs and is not very practical, but fortunately it can automatically answer Wen Yan's calls and record the calls.

The response is a bit poor, and the judgment of urgency is also a bit poor. It is not very easy to use and still needs to be improved.

Also, there is no problem with this program automatically sending messages at 4 a.m. every day, but the generated text seems to be copied and pasted, and it doesn't quite fit his tone. It still needs to be modified so that I can send a message to Minister Cai to say hello at around 4 a.m. every day.

(End of this chapter)