No one knows transmigration better than me!

Chapter 279
The two attitudes of Ning Luo, before and after, gave Yan Feng the most intuitive feeling.
In front of the guy: There are ferocious beasts in front, and it is forbidden to feed them.

After copying the guy: Come son, dad will take you for a walk in the beast garden!
At this moment, Yan Feng only felt like a child brought into the zoo by some unreliable parents, blinking his big eyes, glancing at the beasts in the distance from time to time, and then shifted his eyes to Ning Luo in embarrassment.

He has no choice.

Because he rode on Ning Luo's shoulders and was led all the way into the beast park.

He has no right to choose, nor is he qualified to complain.

Because what he had seen and heard before had already made him understand how weak his thin fist was compared to the towering figure beside him like a mountain.

Look, I definitely want to see it.

But Yan Feng doesn't want to die
Yan Feng's lips moved, the desire for knowledge and the desire to survive were intertwined in the depths of his consciousness.

But Ning Luo didn't give him a chance to hesitate.

Snapped!
Ning Luo snapped his fingers.

The five-way Taoist artifact fell into his palm, just like the scroll of mountains and rivers in the past, the mud cow disappeared without a trace.

Taoist organs can be ingested into the body, the reason why Ning Luo has not yet understood.

But this phenomenon is at least enough to prove that the five-way Taoist artifact already belongs to him.

As long as he has the protection of the Dao artifact, he also has the capital to become Dao.

Now the Dao Sea in the Underworld has long been occupied by the black tide, but at least the Dao Artifact can barely protect a pure land for Ning Luo to imprint his Dao.

But Ning Luo didn't intend to do this.

Because the fourth volume of Daojie is only short of a practical summary, there is no need to waste time on half-way roads now.

Moreover, having had the experience of the car overturning last time, Ning Luo knew the danger of going deep into the tiger's den. Once he was detained by the false gods in Daohai, he might completely lose the possibility of escaping.

To become enlightened, one has to return to Lingcun.

Ning Luo lifted Yan Feng's collar, and without giving him any time to retreat, he jumped towards the gray abyss.

Gray mist whistled past his ears.

Yan Feng felt terrified, his back was drenched in cold sweat.

He didn't know if Ning Luo had left anything behind, and whether they could land safely?
Will the intertwined avenue chains suddenly run through their bodies?
Unknown fear overwhelming Yan Feng's consciousness.

But perhaps it was his thirst for knowledge, which faintly brought him some indescribable excitement.

But Ning Luo was fearless.

Because he knows very well that the gray abyss is not a bottomless abyss, and they cannot fall to their deaths.

The surrounding gray mist is no different from the fog curtain outside the Spirit Village. They are all formed by the meaning of nothingness, a gap between reality and reality, and a narrow space between reality and illusion.

They seemed to be facing the abyss, falling to the earth like meteors.

In fact, it is walking through the corridor, like an underground pedestrian street that traverses the steel forest.

After a while, the gray mist dissipated.

Yan Feng staggered two steps and almost fell to the ground.

Because he subconsciously felt that he was falling, so that the center of gravity shifted a little.

When he realized his situation and realized that he was standing upright with both feet, he saw that Ning Luo was calm and stable, as if he had expected it long ago.

"No wonder he doesn't panic."

Yan Feng straightened up and looked around. To cover up his embarrassment, he commented to himself: "It's quite amazing here?"

However, when his gaze swept across the almost infinitely extending white jade steps in front of him, his heartbeat suddenly stopped!
Dressed in white gauze, the lotus steps move lightly.

Yan Feng staggered back two steps, the word "be careful" could not be said yet.

The holy figure in white has already approached him in an instant!
"Well!!!"

However, at this moment, Ning Luo's arm stopped in front of him.

The false god's eyes were full of water, and he looked at Ning Luo with a slight smile: "Man of Heaven, what's the point of looking for me with an oil bottle?"

Ning Luo stopped Yan Feng behind him, and looked at the false god without cowardice or arrogance.

He doesn't do nonsense.

Bringing Yan Feng down was not only to pay the "tip" for trading exercises, but also because he had the answer he wanted.

Ning Luo tilted his head, squinted his eyes slightly, pretending to be confused, and asked back: "You call me a man of destiny? What do you mean?"

"Oh?" The false god didn't change his face, but his tone was somewhat artificial, "Why, you don't even know your own identity?"

Yan Feng's pupils trembled violently.

He suppressed the shock in his heart, and looked at the false god and Ning Luo beside him in amazement.

Destiny man?identity?

Ning Luo covered his forehead with one hand, pretending to recall, but got nothing: "No, I don't know."

"Pfft."

However, the pseudo-god chuckled stiffly: "You don't look like you, not as good as the younger brother next to you."

Ning Luo: "."

Yan Feng: "?"

Yan Feng's pupils burst into anger, and he suddenly lost his temper.

What did I do? !
Who played you? !
He thought that he was clearly revealing his true feelings, this shocking face was full of sincerity, without any falsehood, how could it be an acting skill? !

Ning Luo curled his lips in embarrassment.

The IQ of false gods is not at the same level as NPCs in other worlds.

It is impossible to get any intelligence with such straightforward words.

I still remember that Su Yao said that the higher the difficulty of the copy, the higher the authenticity of the NPC.

In short, it is the transformation from cool writing to realism.

Ning Luo didn't know if there was any real difficulty.

But at least Lin'an City under the difficulty of Sequence War is still an unforgettable and painful experience for him until now.

Seeing that his acting skills were not good enough, Ning Luo simply showed his cards and cut straight to the point: "I didn't lie to you, we really don't know the details of Destiny, but you should know. So, I want to know the details of Tianwai."

Ning Luo's thinking is very simple, that is, simply pushing the boat along with the flow.

The last time he met the false god, the false god tried to instigate him.

So Ning Luo felt that as long as he showed some doubts about the destiny this time, the false god might reveal more information.

But things backfired.

The false god looked at Ning Luo suspiciously.

A Man of Destiny, who plundered Taoism in front of her and repaired the five-direction Taoist artifacts, actually asked about "outside the sky" in front of her?

False gods can be roughly seen from Ning Luo's pupils.

This young man may not really know his identity, nor the origin of her and Kuroshio.

But what he has done so far, how decisive his actions are, and how firm his will is!
Such a person may betray the water?
Not too possible.

Even if Ning Luo doesn't intend to follow the destiny, at least he won't show mercy to Kuroshio.

Combined with the act of repairing the Taoist artifact, the false gods soon learned of Ning Luo's purpose.

"Brother, do you want the Taoism of the other world?"

The false god moved his jade finger, waved it in front of Ning Luo, and said with a slight smile, "But greed requires strength."

As he said that, the false god suddenly turned away and held his palms empty.

Ning Luo's pupils shrank suddenly, and he realized instantly that he couldn't get the answer he wanted.

And, old dreams come!
Yan Feng was sluggish the whole time.

False Gods, Destined Man, Details of the Beyond
This, this, this.
What is this all about? ? ?

The information gap not only brought frustration, but also made Yan Feng feel that all his efforts over the years had been in vain, and all of them had lost their value.

However, he did not wait for him to get out of the deep pain.

The golden glow reflected by the blade suddenly blinded his eyes!

Yan Feng subconsciously closed his eyes and raised his hands to cover his face.

Immediately, Ning Luo whispered in his ear: "I'm going to withdraw, don't move."

To withdraw?
Good retreat!

Yan Feng was worried, what should they do if Ning Luo missed for a while and they really overturned?

But now, since Ning Luo wanted to retreat, he was safe.

However, before Yan Feng could react, a saber light suddenly passed by his side!

The brilliant golden sword light brought a piercing wind sound, cutting off his wrist in an instant!

Yan Feng only felt a fishy sweetness in his throat, and when he opened his eyes again, his head was already in a different place.

Vientiane is gray and defeated, and the sky is falling.

Time stop, return.

Yan Feng was immersed in the vast ocean of data, and it was not until his death that Dao Xiao finally understood: "So, that's what you meant by telling me not to move."

This way of returning is really unique.

In fact, having Yan Feng as his companion was indeed Ning Luo's trump card for being confident that he would be able to escape unscathed.

During the return interval, Ning Luo recalled the last whisper of the false god.

"You want the Taoism of the other world?"

The false god didn't use the word "also", so Ning Luo couldn't use it to judge her purpose.

But at least as the speaker of the Kuroshio, she subconsciously uttered the guesswork of stealing the truth, which is enough to conclude that the so-called Taoism of the other world is very important to the Kuroshio.

"Will their purpose be to rob the heavens?"

Ning Luo didn't know, but at least he had some clues.

This is not something that he can touch with his current strength.

In fact, under the supervision of the matrix, even if the false gods want to reveal their secrets, they may be silenced.

So Ning Luo was satisfied.

When he opened his eyes again, what he saw was the silent Guilan Square.

Spectators cannot see the details of the game.

Because Yan Feng has never taken the initiative to step into a strange situation.

They only saw the last montage-like silhouette of the strange land.

Ning Luo led Yan Feng, as if he was stepping into the gray mist quickly and then escaped from the strange situation.

The audience wondered for a while whether the two were killing monsters intensively.

But when they saw the number of days still on the light curtain, they realized that there might be some hidden trick they hadn't touched.

After that, it's the comeback scene.

Yan Feng clutched his neck, his breathing was short, and his heartbeat was difficult to stabilize.

But Ning Luo still leaned against the elevator with his back, looking calm and composed.

There is no doubt about the outcome.

Even without the announcement of the voice of the sky, and without the settlement panel, the audience can see it.

It was a fiasco.

Even though Ning Luo gave Yan Feng countless resources and gave him the same cultivation conditions.

But Yan Feng looked like he was still not Ning Luo's all-in-one enemy.

At least from the perspective of God, the audience can only make this kind of interpretation that is far from the truth.

Subsequent panels also confirmed their conjectures.

Ning Luo announced in a loud voice: "Today's game is over. Tomorrow, I have an appointment with Chu Feng and the others, so I don't have time to accompany them. As for the future, it depends on my mood. This kind of group arena is no longer worth training. See you again."

As he spoke, Ning Luo pressed the button of the elevator, and his body sank into the dark box garden.

Until the two halves of the elevator doors slowly closed, the audience couldn't see Ning Luo's figure, but they never retreated.

Because Yan Feng hasn't left yet.

Yan Feng, as a blogger, his ID is Yan Wang.

The name is chosen at will.

Because the word Feng pinches the head and tail, it happens to be a king.

When he was a student, when he was playing games, his companions called him Yan Wang Yan Wang, so Yan Feng simply took the nickname.

Anyway, his original intention of making the video was to explore the dark side of each dungeon.

But this time, after he walked with Ning Luo, he felt an indescribable setback.

"False God."

"Man of Destiny"

"Visitors from Outer Space."

"Fortunately, I still confidently asked him if he thought this world was real"

"I am ashamed"

Yan Feng couldn't recover for a long time.

And the audience around him is also waiting for his response.

They could sense that Yan Feng's state looked very wrong, and it seemed that there would be another big hot spot on the forum this time.

And they will be able to get first-hand information.

However, Yan Feng didn't say anything.

Yan Feng looked around and saw the turbulent crowd, all of them cast curious glances at him.

He finally realized.

It's not that he is too superficial, but that Ning Luo is too outstanding.

The difference in information between him and Ning Luo is like the cognition gap between this group of spectators and him.

Even if he raises his arms and shouts out, confessing what he has seen and heard in the Underworld.
What I got, maybe it was just the snort of others, and the harsh words of criticism from the so-called experts.

"call"

Yan Feng bowed his head dejectedly and let out a long sigh.

Then he waved his hand and opened his personal terminal in front of everyone, logged into his forum account, and posted a post.

[Pause for a while to prepare for the World Championship]

Those spectators who followed Yan Feng immediately received the news.

They looked at the notice in surprise, and exclaimed: "Fuck, Hades has also signed up for the World Championship? Which division is he from?"

However, when the eyes of the spectators turned to Yan Feng again.

In the center of the square, there was no sign of Yan Feng.

The rest is nothing but the blue trail of accelerated ejection from the floating plate.

Yan Feng walked between the buildings, whispering in his heart: "Ning Luo. Let's wait until the World Championship to ask the rest of the questions."

the other side.

Ning Luo was relieved, the result of this trip was considered satisfactory.

In the future, the group arena will also be worthless.

Because Ning Luo was able to get in touch with Blue Star's top players by virtue of the rhythm of public opinion last time.

That being the case, then he can have an exchange battle with other strong people, and there is no need to set up a ring in Guilan Square.

"At least it is no longer a problem to refine blood to become Taoist."

"If you practice God and become Tao, if you have the form of Taoism and God, and the words follow the law, then I have fully grasped it."

"However, the divine nature is only a theory, and it has yet to be tested."

"Leave this to the journey of Dust Abyss."

"There is also Qi refining."

"Qi refining itself has long been proficient, the key is enlightenment."

"Yuanjing, True Qi, Dao Yun."

"I need to use true qi as the basis to further improve the way of refining qi."

"The essence that built the crimson palace can also be appropriated."

Ning Luo rubbed his chin, and while rushing to the Xinghai Arena, biting a beef stick, he thought to himself: "Then the way forward couldn't be clearer."

"Since there is a precedent for Jiang Gong's success, the next thing to do is to perfect the five viscera secrets!"

"Perhaps, we can temporarily set the goal at the Five Qi Chaoyuan?"

"Can the Five Elements Taoism of the Underworld be used as a reference?"

"Huh, don't think so much."

"In short, join Lu Chuan and the others first."

"Since Tang Jing is also coming, maybe there will be some new inspirations."

　I also need the account book-,-
　　Forget it, I’m not in a hurry to use it anyway, and no one swipes my bank card (maybe the risk of committing a crime does not match the profit)
　　take your time
　　
　
(End of this chapter)