I am your natural enemy.

Chapter 773: Advancing by leaps and bounds, it turns out it's really you

The professor had just fallen asleep when he was woken up by Wen Yan. He wanted to ask if something had happened, but Wen Yan said it was inconvenient to talk on the phone and hung up.

The professor sat up, drank half a glass of water, put on his glasses, and frowned.

I can’t talk about it on the phone, so something must have happened and it’s quite sensitive.

To make Wen Yaner call in the middle of the night and sternly refuse future knowledge infusions, the thing he encountered must be very serious and he had a very good reason.

The professor sighed. Wen Yan was becoming increasingly difficult to fool.

But after only giving Wen Yan two large classes, he was on the verge of promotion. His two times of free performance had achieved better results than if he had taught honestly for five years.

The most important thing is, if he maintains a teaching state that appears normal to outsiders, it will be impossible for him to be promoted even in another 30 years.

To get promoted you must do your best.

And if he were to just give it his all, letting himself go and becoming difficult to control, the danger he could cause would be no less than that of the unscrupulous necromancer.

Therefore, the necromancer is evil.

There are always evil ways, and this is why.

Even if the professor could hold back, not go astray, and exercise restraint at all times, he would still not be able to hold back when he met a congenital holy body like Wen Yan, who would not die even if she listened to his casual lectures.

The professor couldn't sleep either, so he took out a cup and added a little Longjing tea to bring out the flavor. Then he looked at the time and called the director directly. After telling him about this, he held the cup and continued to do his research and transform Wen Yan's golden altar.

On the other side, Wen Yan was sitting on the roof and saw Pei Tugou who was also sitting on the roof. He went to get two cans of beer and threw one to Pei Tugou. The two of them didn't say anything. They just sat on the roofs of their respective houses and looked into the distance together.

Wen Yan was still recalling the fragments he had encountered before.

Of course Zhang Liang knew who it was; he was the younger brother of the Great Sage Master.

When I played the game before, the first boss was Zhang Liang.

So he was in a daze, but when he heard the young man who called himself Zhang Liang rushing towards him with a look of surprise and calling him "Brother", he immediately realized that he was using the perspective of the Great Sage Teacher.

There was nothing much to say when he saw Doctor Wei. Anyway, he didn't find it strange to see Doctor Wei anywhere.

As for the white snake, this was not the first time Wen Yan encountered something related to the white snake.

According to the hint, the Rain Master at that time transformed into Shang Yang in the old dream, and then stole the debt of the White Snake, and then escaped from the old dream and transformed into the present world.

This was the first time Wen Yan heard of White Snake.

Later I learned that this white snake was the one that Emperor Gaozu killed.

There is no way to trace the specific circumstances at that time, but according to the recorded legend, the son of the Red Emperor killed the son of the White Emperor, which became a landmark event for the appearance of the shaman.

According to Wen Yan's speculation, it might be that he had borrowed some power or luck from the magical white snake.

As time goes by, it doesn’t matter whether it was true or false at the beginning, because it will all be true later.

The white snake gave the Scarlet Sky Sword to the Great Sage Master, which was equivalent to giving him an entry point.

Wen Yan was not sure what the Great Sage Master had instructed the White Snake to do, as it was not stated in the fragment.

But he already had some guesses in his mind, so he went back to ask someone.

He still remembered that the professor once mentioned the White Snake...

Thinking of this, Wen Yan picked up the beer and took a sip.

Forget it, if this isn't done properly I'll have to go find the professor. What he knows may not be detailed or clear enough.

He encountered some fragments of old dreams, and after coming back, the aftereffects of being intoxicated by knowledge disappeared. Now he can recall some key contents that the professor told him.

In addition to the key content he wanted to know, there were also some additional things the professor said, which he could now recall a little bit.

For some sensitive content, the professor used it as a backup server.

Wen Yan didn't deliberately recall these contents. He was recalling the steps to revive the ancestor of soldiers.

After thinking for a while, Wen Yan saw that Pei Tugou had finished the beer in his hand. He disappeared from the spot in an instant, and appeared next to Pei Tugou with a dozen beers in his hand.

He opened a can and handed it over.

"My brother has been getting calmer lately. It seems like he's making good progress. He's making great progress every day."

"Well, I've been practicing martial arts recently. The director taught me, and I like it very much."

Wen Yan suddenly realized that it was no wonder. Apart from the fact that Pei Tugou was still covered in blood, the evil and murderous aura he exuded seemed to be getting less and less.

This is not getting weaker, but getting stronger, which means that Pei Tugou's control over power is getting stronger and stronger.

As the only thing that can still be practiced in the Dharma Ending Age, martial arts constantly digs inward. Now it seems that the strongest aspect of martial arts is the control over oneself and one's own strength.

In the Dharma Ending Age, there are big guys who can practice to the level where not even a mosquito can land on them, and not even a feather can be added to them. Their control over their bodies has reached the point of being down to the millimeter.

Wen Yan had also read in the information that during the peak of the Dharma Ending Age, there were even big guys who were able to suppress their own instincts and use active control to replace some instinctive reactions, such as breathing and some muscles inside the body.

When injured, they can control their muscles and seal the wounds. The most outrageous one, whose heart was pierced, was able to actively control himself to temporarily block the wound and continued fighting for three hours. In the end, his injuries were too severe and he could no longer continue, and died on the battlefield.

Unfortunately, even though he had practiced to such a level that was almost unprecedented and unparalleled, he still couldn't withstand a rifle bullet.

It is no exaggeration to say that this is unprecedented and will never be repeated. Before the End of the Dharma, martial arts were not popular and not many people developed them. Naturally, no one would completely abandon other things and dig within to this extent. Even after the revival of spiritual energy, no one can reach this level again.

Maybe it won’t be available in the future, or it may not be available for a long time.

After the revival of spiritual energy, it will be much more difficult to control it to such an extreme level than at the end of the law.

Wen Yan looked at Pei Tugou and pondered for a moment.

"Brother, how much control can you have now?"

"I don't know, but last week, I was able to hang a bone-digging monster up there for three hours before it died."

Wen Yan pondered this sentence carefully and thought, do you think this is doing pull-ups? Doing one in three hours... Well, that's really awesome.

In the past, if someone could survive for more than three seconds after being hung on a street lamp by Pei Tugou, it would be considered quite amazing.

Now Pei Tugou can control the target for three hours before hanging him. His control is really strong, and the difficulty is much higher than hanging him in three seconds.

"There's something I need your help with later."

"What? I don't know much."

"It's okay. What you are best at is hanging people. But the requirement is that they are both hanged and not hanged. It must be controlled in a very delicate state."

"what?"

"I can't explain it to you right away. I'll get back to you later."

"Okay." Pei Tugou didn't ask any more questions. Anyway, he was just asked to help kill someone, and he was indeed good at this.

Early the next morning, Wen Yan set out to prepare the necessary materials.

He actually has some stones from other mountains, or he could ask for some from the Lieyang Tribe. At the very least, he could pick out some suitable stones from those that were used to pave the road before.

The heart of the basil tree and the golden altar.

As long as Wen Yan made a request, the Lieyang Tribe could handle it, it was not difficult.

As for the water of the Yellow River, you can't just scoop some water randomly. You need living water that has been permeated with the true meaning of the Yellow River. For this, you have to ask the River God for help.

It was very easy to find He Bo now. Wen Yan didn't even take a car. He just strolled all the way to the south of the city and found He Bo sitting by the river feeding the fish early in the morning.

In order not to appear crazy, Lu Xingwei pretended to pick up a fishing rod, but there was no hook or bait on the rod. He used bait to disguise the fact that he was feeding the fish.

"I have something to ask you. I want some Yellow River water, living water that has been permeated by the true meaning of the Yellow River." "Then why did you ask me? Take a ladle and scoop a ladle from the river. If you want something more intense, go to Hukou Waterfall. If you want something calmer, go upstream or downstream. If that doesn't work, go to the bend below the dam and scoop a spoonful."

Lu Xingwei replied indifferently, but after he finished speaking, he turned around and looked at Wen Yan.

Wen Yan stared at him with a pair of dead fish eyes.

Lu Xingwei was suddenly startled.

"You... don't know how to use it?"

"..."

Wen Yan was speechless. How could he know that the true meaning of the Yellow River could be used in this way?

Moreover, even though he knew it now, he still didn’t know how to operate it.

Lu Xingwei hesitated for a moment and said tentatively.

"The true meaning of the Yellow River, the water taken out after penetration, is actually the most ordinary thing, the most ordinary thing that can be blessed by people other than me.

In the past, it was only used to make tea, wash newborn babies, or cultivate fields.

Depending on the different water sources, it will contain a hint of the characteristics of the Yellow River itself.

The other water veins are almost the same.

If you want to use it, you just need to think about it. It is very simple and there is no need to open an altar or offer a sacrifice.

Oh, do you understand the true meaning of the Xijiang River?
I want to make some tea. The water here is soft and the water quality is gentle. Even mung bean soup is green. "

As Lu Xingwei was talking, he didn't dare to continue. He was still a little afraid of Wen Yan, especially when Wen Yan was in a bad mood, he felt it more obviously and was about to get stressed again.

Wen Yan said nothing and turned away.

Lu Xingwei let out a long sigh and continued to feed the fish happily.

Half an hour later, his phone rang and he was told that his goods had arrived.

When he returned carrying his fishing rod, he saw someone had brought him a tea table with a bunch of matching things. Someone also had brought him Dinghushan Spring water. Old Liu also smiled and brought him a few bags of tea, including green tea, black tea, and dark tea.

"Mr. Wen said you like to drink tea, so he asked me to bring some. Try this first. This water is very famous.

If you don't like it, I'll get you a water purifier and some Xijiang water.

Oh, Mr. Wen said you want to drink mung bean soup?"

Lu Xingwei was stunned. He really didn't expect that after he said it casually, Wen Yan left with a dark face and brought him these things.

Old Liu happily arranged people to put things away, and even took out a piece of paper and arranged the positions according to the paper.

Seeing Lu Xingwei coming over and looking at the paper, Old Liu said with a smile.

"Old Chen was busy and couldn't come over, so he drew a location for me and told me how to put it in a suitable position. Luckily he had been here before, so I didn't need to check the Feng Shui again. I just wanted to make it auspicious."

Of course, Old Liu knew that people like Lu Xingwei, who lived in a basement that never saw the sun, had good feng shui, so the picture that Old Chen drew was purely for good luck, as long as it looked nice and comfortable.

After the installation was completed, Lao Liu demonstrated to Lu Xingwei how to use the things with ease, and then he took care of the rest and let Lu Xingwei try it himself, which was also fun.

When Lu Xingwei was about to call Wen Yan back, the call was no longer connected because Wen Yan had already gone north to the Yellow River.

The recent commotion on the Yellow River has not ended yet. Wen Yan just showed up a few days ago and raised a big banner, and he doesn't have to worry about the rest.

These water monsters and ghosts are fighting among themselves. The field agents of the Fiery Sun Tribe along the coast have been very happy recently and are all eager for merit.

This is also one of the reasons why Wen Yan doesn't like to take care of the things that happen later. He does all the work and others only get the credit of cleaning. Who would want to take care of the things that happen later?

We have to do the tasks assigned by our superiors, but like now, the tasks we are given are a little difficult, but if we do them well, they are still within our capabilities. For some ordinary field staff, the subjective initiative is definitely different.

Furthermore, this is also an opportunity to exercise.

Just like the field staff in the Northeast now, they are all happy to see Wen Yan. They run away after finishing their work, and they take care of the follow-up matters, and they do it with great enthusiasm.

Wen Yan walked around and greeted everyone without saying anything. Other people and the monsters and water ghosts in the Yellow River all thought that Wen Yan took the situation here seriously, so they walked around again.

Wen Yan was just downstream, he scooped up some water and left, but inexplicably, the situation on the Yellow River side was progressing much more smoothly.

Wen Yan wandered around and returned to Decheng. He put all his things away, went out of the north of the city, and came to where Xing Tian lived.

Xing Tian was still respectful. Seeing Wen Yan coming with food, he was happy, but at the same time, he was still a little uncomfortable with Wen Yan bringing him food.

"You eat first, I'll talk to Huo Yong."

When Wen Yan entered the room, he saw Huo Yong imitating Lao Zhao, sitting in a chair in a daze.

Wen Yan casually placed a bowl in front of Huo Yong.

"Still thinking about it?"

"what?"

"What? It's about the seal of Bingzu. We found something that was said to be a seal. When it was broken, something was unsealed. Then you appeared.

Cai Heizi thought you were the sealed thing, and in fact, he was right.

You are indeed sealed, but you are sealed as a seal of another seal.

The person who sealed you up is so skilled that no one can detect it even with the nesting dolls.

The seal that seals you at the same time is actually also a part of the seal that seals the ancestor of soldiers and what the ancestor of soldiers represents.

You are the superficial cover and the actual inside, and this is the most confusing part.

Fortunately, there have been so many things unearthed recently that some people have dug out some things, and some people have pieced together the fragments for more than ten years and finally pieced together some important things.”

Wen Yan watched Huo Yong’s expression change and he seemed to be about to stand up.

He stretched out his hand and placed it on Huo Yong's shoulder.

"Relax, I've already said that I'm the main force behind the revival of Bingzu. They all want to use this to make a profit for themselves. I'm the only one who really wants Bingzu to be revived. Why don't you believe me?"

Huo Yong looked confused.

“So, since you are both the bearer of the seal and a warrior, you have to die before the seal can be released, and I don’t want to kill you, but I also don’t want you to die.

I have an idea, would you like to hear it?
Brother Pei Tugou, you have become extremely skilled in killing people now, so you can give it a try.

It can definitely kill you, but not kill you.

Don't worry, I have prepared everything, including stones from other mountains and golden altars."

Wen Yan spoke casually, as if he had arranged everything.

Huo Yong's expression changed from bewilderment to shock, and then back to bewilderment. Did he miss something? Did something happen in between that he forgot?
"Do you really want to unseal Li Zu? Help him recover?"

"At this point, you don't still think I'm fooling you, do you?"

After Huo Yong's expression changed, he suddenly seemed to have lost his spirit.

"You know everything and have prepared everything. What else can I say? With you, it's useless to keep silent."

"Oh, it's really you." Wen Yan looked surprised.

"..."

(End of this chapter)