Star Dome Railway, I am surrounded by strange things!

A blade that controls blood and energy generally doesn't care about the power of flames. As long as it drives enough blood and energy, it can easily extinguish the fire.

How can the flame that can be preserved be compared to ordinary flames?

Even though he used all his blood and energy to resist, he was still like a huge bonfire, with flames raging all over his body and lasting for a long time.

In the end, Blade had no choice but to detonate his heart along with the sword in his hand. The "fragmentation" turned into countless blood-red waves, which instantly gushed out in all directions, completely extinguishing the flames that were burning him.

However, after completing all this, Ren fell into a rare state of weakness and could only wait for his heart to regenerate before he could recover his fighting power.

The audience who were watching the scene were completely stunned. They all turned their heads to Jing Yuan, complaining in their hearts:

Flying Embers Mysterious Spirit? Tanhua Sword?

Are all the young people nowadays so wild?

Is this little guy really the short-lived one Jing Yuan mentioned, picked up at random?

Could it be that Jing Yuan secretly had a child with one of the Marshal's direct disciples, and then had his subordinates "pick up" the child and raise him after the hype died down?

That's right! No wonder you, a notoriously lazy dog, actually had the time to teach disciples, and even taught two at once. Brothers? They should be half-brothers, right?

You, a guy with thick eyebrows and big eyes, always looked down on us, but now you actually play so extravagantly in private?

Seeing that his companions were already looking for similarities in appearance with him, with gossip written all over their faces, Jing Yuan didn't know what to say.

I'm not the over a hundred year old kid I was back then. I'm over eight hundred years old now, and half my body is almost buried in the ground! Why don't you give me a child?

After all these years, how come your heads are still full of that shit? I've been lonely all my life, and no matter how I think about it, it's all my fault for being exposed to so much of your jerk, cheesy romance drama when I was young!

Jing Yuan, who was getting angrier and angrier, simply ignored these never-talking companions and swung his spear, creating a long gully in the center of the field, separating the blade that was about to continue the fight from the five young men and women.

"That's enough! Xiao Jiang, Yan Qing, let him go!"

This sentence almost made Ren, who was trying hard to recover, so angry that his demonic body attacked.

Let me go? If I wanted to kill, who else would be alive now except for that little guy who can use the Flying Embers Mysterious Spirit? How did you turn it into sparing my life?

How about you come together and you win if you can kill me?

However, looking at the scene before him, Blade's anger disappeared in an instant.

If you continue fighting, what can you gain?

All he wanted to see from the beginning to the end was this illusion of the past. No matter how much he thought about it, it couldn't fill the emptiness in his heart; what was the point of dwelling on it endlessly?

Thinking of this, Blade stretched out his right hand, and countless dark blood on the ground turned into a huge red spider lily. As the "petals" closed, all the fragments of the dismembered sword and countless blood returned to the palm of his hand like a waterfall, and were reassembled and sheathed.

After completing all this, Ren just glanced at Bai Lu from a distance again, said lightly to Jiang Yan, "Protect her", and then turned around and left without paying any attention to anyone.

Looking at Ren's extremely empty look, the others seemed to be looking in the mirror. The feeling of reuniting with old friends quickly dissipated with the wind, and everything was back to normal.

Jingliu quietly walked over to Bailu, lowered his body, and silently looked at her through the black cloth for a moment before turning and leaving. Only Jingyuan and Danheng, two workers, were left behind. After a quick glance at everyone, they hurried to the Chiming tribe to calm the situation and persuade the tribe members to leave.

The sight of everyone having the same expression filled the minds of the five boys and girls with questions.

At this point, although everyone no longer believes that the swordsman has any ill intentions towards Bai Lu, they still can't understand why these seniors all have such heavy and tangled feelings towards Bai Lu, whom they just met for the first time.

"Bai Lu, have you seen them before?" Su Shang, who was being applied medicine by Bai Lu, asked curiously.

Although Jiang Yan was the most seriously injured of the five, Su Shang was definitely the one who looked the most miserable. Her face was blackened by her own people's attacks, and she was hit by a splash on her butt. Even the natural healing speed of the Immortal Boat people couldn't heal her, so she had to ask Bai Lu to apply medicine on her.

"No, except that General Jingyuan often comes to see me for medical consultation, this is the first time we meet." Bai Lu also looked confused.

"Bai Lu, were you a big shot in your previous life?" Gui Naifen said as she poked her best friend's elastic buttocks with her fingers without any loyalty, under the pretext of covering up for Su Shang.

"Miss Bailu is the Dragon Lord, so she was naturally the Moon-Drinking Lord Danfeng before her rebirth... Well, at least half of him." As a Cloud Cavalry Guard, Yan Qing was also familiar with the customs of the Chiming Clan and answered casually.

"That's not right. I looked at the statue in the main hall. It looks almost exactly like Mr. Dan Heng, and Mr. Dan Heng obviously inherited more of the power of the Dragon Lord. Even if we miss him, we should miss Mr. Dan Heng, not Bai Lu." Gui Naifen suddenly discovered a huge blind spot.

This soul-searching question instantly stumped everyone. After a long while, Jiang Yan hesitated and said:

"Could it be that back then, Lord Yinyue usually dressed as a woman to get along with the generals, and only when they saw Bailu did they feel the past?"

Watching the soap opera-like love-hate dynamics unfold between these veterans, Jiang Yan knew that these "Five Heroes of the Cloud" clearly had a wealth of romantic stories beyond their achievements. However, the Luofu Sword Master was said to be nearly a thousand years old, a veritable elder even by the standards of the Immortal Ship. He would never have attacked his disciples or the Short-lived Clan. How could the remaining three men and one woman have created so many complex and complicated relationships?

But if that Moon Drinker was a cross-dresser, everything would make sense! Jiang Yan instantly imagined a whole bunch of heavy-tasting plots.

Hearing this, Su Shang was no longer sleepy. Without caring about the medicine she had just applied, she jumped up and came to Jiang Yan's side excitedly:

"Tell me more! Little Jiang, let me tell you, since I was a child, I've loved listening to the fox gentlemen tell stories about the heroic heroes of the Cloud Riders. If my mother hadn't always dragged me away, I could listen to them all day and all night long!"

Say, what are you talking about! Who would say such a thing to a young and beautiful girl? Faced with Su Shang's outrageous request, Jiang Yan chose to refuse without hesitation.

"Xiao Jiang, you're such a genius! If I were to make this into a signature play, with Shang Shang and Miss Bai Lu starring in it, I'm afraid all the storytellers in Changletian would have to come to me to buy the copyright and collaborate with me!"

After hearing Su Chang's words, Gui Naifen instantly discovered a business opportunity. Storytelling is a thing that is mostly fake and only partly true. It all depends on who has a big and interesting imagination.

She had witnessed with her own eyes the swordsman's madness and obsession with Mr. Dan Heng. No one would believe her if she said there was no story behind it.

Writing a love-hate relationship between a female dragon and a short-lived creature is a good idea! Just ask Shang Shang and Miss Bai Lu to put on makeup and make a cameo appearance, and gain tens of thousands of followers won't it be easy?

Thinking of this, Gui Naifen became very excited:

"Hurry up! It's damp and cold here, what's the point of staying here? Let's go to Changletian. I'll treat you. We can eat while we study how to perform this play!"

Thus, this extremely absurd gathering ended with an extremely absurd humorous adaptation.

Thanks to the efforts of Jing Yuan and Dan Heng, a huge storm was finally completely quelled in the name of "Secret Method of the Vajra". After a brief reunion, the Five Warriors of the Clouds disappeared without a trace, each heading their own way.

This is the normal state of the immortal species. Life is like a calm lake. Even if you throw a stone, it will eventually return to calm after the aftermath.

The only unexpected thing was that a few days later, Jiang Yan received an unexpected "aftermath" from his portable terminal:

"That trouble-hating guy actually asked for help? You're amazing! Let's play a game together sometime and get to know each other!"

"This is the battle footage he requested from Sam. Accept it with gratitude!"

Oops, we're being harassed by the Immortal Boat people! : Chapter 61: Remote Learning

This gift, of course, came from Blade's request.

Although Ren was unhappy about Jiang Yan's close relationship with Bai Lu, he did not intend to interfere with this relationship. Instead, he planned to make him stronger as soon as possible, strong enough to help Bai Lu withstand the wind and rain.

What could I possibly bring her now, other than endless trouble? Staying away from her was the best option. Her safety would then have to be entrusted to this fellow short-lived creature.

His swordsmanship based on his immortality is meaningless to others, and ordinary people cannot learn the moves of other companions. So the only thing he can give to others is how to better control fire.

For this reason, Ren rarely spoke to his colleagues, and looked at them with great displeasure, with expressions as if they had seen a ghost, and then they all promised to definitely get this done.

They have long been accustomed to being puppets in Elio's script. How long has it been since they have experienced this kind of fun?

Arrange! Must arrange well!

So what Ren had originally planned to do was simply share his experience, but in a blink of an eye, Silver Wolf and Kafka enthusiastically pulled Sam to prepare gifts, and they gathered together to start a lively discussion on how to get to know this guy who could break Ren's poker face and dig deep into the gossip behind him, which was a joyful team-building activity.

Damn it! I really shouldn't have done this!

Seeing that they had already started making friends online, Ren's already gloomy expression became even darker.

Of course, he would never admit that the reason why he was so nosy was largely because looking at the close relationship between the little guy and her, he inexplicably had a feeling of "winning".

If life had a sequel, perhaps this would be it.

Forget it, never mind. I'm already dead, so what's there to worry about?

Thinking of this, Ren shook his head and gave up trying to dissuade his companions.

After all, the past has long been erased by time, leaving no trace. How can anyone find out about it except for those poor souls like them whose lives have remained in the same place?

On the other hand, although Jiang Yan was full of doubts about this inexplicable "gift", he had no intention of refusing it.

The reason is very simple. Even if this is a fish bait, it is a fish bait tailor-made for you. It smells so good!

When Jiang Yan saw the mecha warrior named Sam shouting cool lines while setting the sky on fire and completely engulfing the enemy in a boundless sea of ​​fire, he had only one thought:

Coach, I want to learn this!

The protected flames were extremely powerful, but the lack of matching tactics had always been a headache for Jiang Yan.

Although there is no shortage of masters and famous teachers around him, their fighting methods, although good, in Jiang Yan's opinion, all have one shortcoming - not reckless enough!

If you have an opponent you can beat, why don't you just rush in and wait for him to use some weird trick?

If you are facing an opponent of equal strength, should you not charge forward and wait for him to seize the initiative?

If you can't beat your opponent, do you save your ultimate move for when you die if you don't charge forward?

The experience of being chased and hacked by a large number of remote-controlled flying swords since childhood had already engraved in Jiang Yan's heart the idea that "hesitation will be in vain, and defense is waiting for death." So when he saw that this mecha warrior also had only one fighting method, "reckless," Jiang Yan was immediately deeply moved by the feeling that "I am not alone in my way."

Sam, you are my half brother!

So Jiang Yan took the bait without hesitation. Following the information left on his portable terminal, he bought a random game pod and connected to this strange server.

Soon, after a period of complete darkness, Jiang Yan found himself on top of the tallest building in Rainbow City. Three Star Core Hunters, whom he had just seen in the archives, were watching him with curious eyes.

"Listen to me, don't be nervous, we have no ill intentions." The purple-haired beauty in a velvet coat, who was leading the group, said gently:

"This is just a gift, a gift that Ah Ren commissioned us to make for you. If you are not satisfied, you can leave at any time."

Not only did he ask someone to send a set of images, but he even called in real people to help?

Jiang Yan never expected that after a fight, he would receive a gift from the opponent.

So, he's a good person?

Recalling the star core hunter's gloomy expression and "healthy" smile, Jiang Yan really couldn't associate that image with a kind-hearted good person.

But Jiang Yan didn't think that the guy, who looked as neurotic as a demonic Yin-body attack, would deliberately plot something for him. That was too un-Demon-body-like! Even for the extremely obsessed Mr. Dan Heng, he had only been chasing him since he was a child. How could he possibly have any brains against him?

Thinking of this, Jiang Yan felt relieved and quietly looked forward to how much surprise the tens of billions of bounty lineup in front of him could bring him.

Such a big show, could it be just to have a simulated battle with me in the private server, Jiang Yan complained silently.

In this cosmic age, VR games using game cabins are no longer considered advanced technology. The large amount of data and personal information required and the lack of sensory effects have caused this once high-end entertainment method to gradually be eliminated by more realistic dream technology, becoming the tears of the times.

Jiang Yan didn't refuse to compete, but the fake movement and touch of VR games, and the fake power that only appeared in form but not in reality, might be okay for simulating guns, cars, and balls, but Jiang Yan never felt interested in real fighting games again, even after experiencing them once when he was a child.

For example, this gust of wind. Jiang Yan controlled his body in the game, gently waving his fingers, silently feeling the touch and the effect it had on the air. Was it so... real?

Uh...are even VR games so advanced now?

Seeing the change in Jiang Yan's expression, the silver-haired girl in front of him said triumphantly:

"It's real enough! The game vendors in Pierpoint would be terrified to see this! Even if it's just a private beta, it's not much worse than ScrewGum's giant toy!"

Then, he began to introduce the secret of this gift to Jiang Yan, half explaining and half boasting:

The inspiration for this gift naturally came from the strongest gamer in front of her - Silver Wolf. Ever since she last sneaked into the Black Tower Space Station and took away the legendary hacker's Ether cartridge, which led to her 76 game accounts being blocked, she has been brooding over it and hopes to take revenge on the Black Tower and Screw Gum in some way.

Although another foray into the Black Tower Space Station was just another adventure game for Silver Wolf, both Screw Gum's shameless "I won't play with you" and Black Tower's unethical "I'll ban your game account" made this game a completely unplayable experience for Silver Wolf, forcing him to seek another solution.

So, taking advantage of this "gift", she suddenly had an idea and pulled Kafka to create a simulation training ground that would be more realistic than the simulated universe, at least in terms of the sense of impact.

After all, what could be more devastating than surpassing your opponent in the area they value most?

The foundation of the training ground was, of course, the etheric tape already incorporated into the cosmic model calculations. Hackers never mind "borrowing" others' existing achievements. As for surpassing their opponents, that naturally depended on Kafka's almighty Word Spirit Technique!

How could simulated data be as realistic as directly manipulating a person's senses and thoughts? That machine brain would never be able to come up with such an idea in its lifetime!

After the silver-haired girl’s explanation, well, it was scary, Jiang Yan was really scared.

Is it that hardcore? Just to create a short-term arena, they're using scraps from the simulated universe and even having a Word Spirit Master go out of their way to fix the feel?

However, as a beneficiary, Jiang Yan certainly had no objection.

It's good to be angry! If she doesn't get angry, how can she enjoy such treatment?

Jiang Yan nodded happily and said, "Thank you for your help, Miss Kafka."

Jiang Yan certainly wouldn't underestimate this wanted criminal who had caused such a scene on the Immortal Boat and then escaped unscathed. However, he wasn't afraid of the Word Spirit Technique that terrified others. After all, if he wanted to control his own thoughts, he had to ask the Ghost Fire Fox Sister, who was protecting his body, for permission.

Without some preparation, who would dare to take the bait?

Word Spirit Technique? Is Suiyang, who feeds on emotions, fast?

Faced with Jiang Yan's "trust", Kafka's expression did not change. She just nodded and said gently:

"Listen to me, what's about to happen is going to feel the same as in reality. You'll get hurt, feel pain, feel fear, and even die here. So, please be careful."

In the blink of an eye, Jiang Yan suddenly had a strange feeling. The world that he had been looking at as if through a layer of glass was instantly eliminated. Whether it was the wind blowing from the top of the building, the breath and perfume of the person in front of him, they all suddenly became extremely real, as if he could reach out and touch the other person.

Jiang Yan put the five fingers of his right hand together, and the flame he protected instantly shot out into a blade. The familiar burning sensation came from his fingers, making Jiang Yan nod with satisfaction.

That's right, that's the real thing. How can strength be gained without pain? Without this pain and perseverance, what's the difference between fighting and empty talk?

Jiang Yan finally came to the side of the tall mecha warrior with satisfaction and bowed: