I am your natural enemy

Wen Yan thought that his grandmother was in Zhongyuan County, and this time, the fried goods shop Lao Wang also went to Zhongyuan County.

Did grandma know Lao Wang’s elders before?

A certain big shot who, like grandma, did not turn into Piao after dying, but could still exist in some form?

Wen Yan understood what grandma said. He had done a lot of things before, but he had to rely on grandma to add buffs to cover it up. There might have been many times in the middle when grandma would persuade people to support him.

It's just that grandma never said it.

After so many times, Wen Yan probably understood it, whether it was the reminder of his natural enemy profession or the temporary ability he generated.

Some information requires the acquiescence of the big boss who has the information, and his prompts can capture it. Otherwise, it is equivalent to grabbing it in front of others, which is very rude.

The generation of some temporary abilities also requires tacit consent before he can borrow them here.

There are also some generated temporary abilities that need to be preset, and these are almost the same effect.

After calculating it like this, Wen Yan probably understood why the Yushu Fire Palace True Treasure appeared many times.

I think it's because of his strength, he is naturally suited to this, and his temperament and the things he does are all very suitable for the big boss that corresponds to this true path.

It was right when he thought about it. He had encountered it many times. Temporary abilities required prerequisite abilities. Some also required progress, and some required titles.

He used to just think that it was the most suitable one he could get based on his current abilities, and the abilities he could use.

Now there is another thing to add. If this ability belongs to a certain big boss, the big boss must nod or acquiesce. If he refuses, he will definitely not be able to use it.

Just like the previous Zhenwu Dangmo Zhenlu, it had never appeared before meeting the big demon.

Looking at it this way, there are actually a lot of restrictions, but there are also good points. The ascended bosses in the heavens only have some instincts left during life. Wen Yan does not need to guess people's hearts. As long as the conditions are met, the other party will definitely not Block him based on personal likes and dislikes.

Wen Yan's thoughts flashed through his mind quickly and he asked tentatively.

"Grandma, which senior is this related to?"

"An old friend once helped me.

When he was young, he lived at the foot of Laojun Mountain and received enlightenment from his master.

Later, he became a shaman, but he still abided by his duty and his heart. He never left the mountain until the day he died.

Now his descendants have also become shamans, and he doesn't want his descendants to make the same mistake again.

Just go take his descendants away, leave Zhongyuan County, leave the north, and never come back again. "

"Then what if he doesn't want to leave?" Wen Yan had a headache. He would definitely take this job, but if Lao Wang wasn't going to do something inappropriate, he really didn't want to force Lao Wang.

“It’s worth it to prevent him from not checking for a moment, taking the wrong path, and breaking his bones.

China can accommodate an ordinary shaman festival.

But it may not be able to tolerate a capable wizard who wants to do something that crosses the line.

If he accidentally did something, the first person to appear would be the people from Laojun Mountain.

Then there will be no room for regret.

The people in Laojun Mountain are usually the most tolerant, but when they cross the line, they are the least tolerant.

This is especially true for witches. "

"Is there any explanation here?" Wen Yan was very interested in these things.

In his impression, Laojun Mountain has very few disciples and is very low-key. He has almost never heard of any major events related to Laojun Mountain.

Moreover, I have never heard of Laojunshan and had any trouble with anyone because of something.

Now it seems that grandma means something unpleasant. She has been pinned to death for a long time and there is no way to force her.

"I'm not particularly sure. I just heard that the demise of witches and later the demise of alchemists are all related to their lineage."

"..."

Wen Yan didn't know what to say for a moment. No wonder grandma specifically mentioned Laojun Mountain. If this was really considered, it would be a feud.

It's just that time flies, too long has passed, and it has been so long that career alone can no longer support this kind of hatred.

After all, hatred is something between people.

"I will go to Zhongyuan County when I wake up."

"Be careful. If you encounter something, be alert and don't hold back. Also, don't get close to the Yellow River."

"Ah, have you heard something all the time? Don't speak halfway." Wen Yan was surprised. This was not the first time he had received such advice.

"There is some uncertain news. Someone wants to clean up the contemporary blazing sun, but those guys went to the wrong temple with their pig heads and took the news to other places."

"I didn't understand it very well..." Wen Yan really didn't understand it very well this time.

"Someone ran to the river to offer sacrifices to the wrong person, and the news leaked out. I just happened to hear about it."

Wen Yan was shocked and confused now. Could it be like this?

The grass-roots team is not so careless, right?

Grandma looked at Wen Yan's shocked look and smiled.

"Don't laugh at others. The functions of gods are very complicated. It's common for several people to have the same abbreviation.

Only accurate Baogao can determine which deity and which function.

It is normal for the same god to have many functions, abilities, and preferences.

Do you think that long and complicated Baogao is just a simple form?

Even those little Taoist priests may not be able to figure it out, let alone others.

Especially those related to the water system are more complicated, and there may be several gods in one place.

If one simply calls the water god, then even those water gods who have been granted the title of water god can be included in it.

Except for the Huai River, no water system has only one water god or one monarch. "

Grandma explained to Wen Yan. Seeing that Wen Yan seemed to know this for the first time, she patted Wen Yan's hand thoughtfully.

"Read more books and learn more things."

"Okay." Wen Yan agreed honestly. Before anything else, he had to first acquire some knowledge and let the knowledge settle in his head.

He was embarrassed to say that he really thought those Baogao were a bit too long before.

Now I probably understand why those Taoist priests, the longer the forward swing, the more powerful the method is, because the forward swing represents accuracy.

Just like Zhenren Zhang, he has many titles and titles, and each corresponds to something different and focuses on something different.

If the Wudang Master wants to be precise and release a certain power, the more powerful it is, the less likely he is to make mistakes.

Fortunately, he didn't ask out loud before, but he was just a little confused in his heart.

Grandma took Wen Yan and talked about the matter for a long time, repeatedly telling him to pay attention to safety.

Half an hour later, Wen Yan opened his eyes on the bed, and the silly dog ​​was sleeping soundly next to him.

As if sensing that Wen Yan was awake, the silly dog ​​immediately raised its head and shook its tail like a propeller.

Wen Yan touched the dog's head and blessed it with a little yang energy.

It is good to have a dog, which can allow him to intuitively confirm whether he is in a dream or reality.

Wen Yan touched the dog's head and recalled what happened in the dream.

He remembered that someone seemed to have wanted to mess with him before and wanted to use Suicune's power.

But I guess the other party didn't expect that Suicune has a weird temperament, and when he sees a passing dog, he will pull him over and slap him twice.

The dog wanted to fan the flames, but of course Suicune hung him by the water.

In Shuijun's mind, it's my business to have a grudge against Lieyang. It's another thing if you fan the flames. I'll beat you to death first.

At that time, I felt that there must be more than just Taiyiguan people, but I didn’t expect that there were actually others.

How long did it take for the fire in Taiyi Temple to be extinguished? Some people can't help it anymore?

Do you really want to deal with this contemporary blazing sun?

Jump, these guys, if you don't jump, it's really hard to find them, and it's not easy to deal with them either.

Wen Yan touched the dog's head, looked at the time, and then asked the black box to check Wang Jianjun's location. Since he was still resting in the village, he should not be in a hurry and continue to sleep for a while.

As soon as I closed my eyes here, I saw a little zombie holding a little zombie doll, climbing up on its own, scratching its head, getting under Wen Yan's armpit, and then looking at Wen Yan with wide eyes and head raised, He pointed at the stupid dog while making a sound.

Wen Yan sighed and touched the little zombie's head, giving it some yang energy.

In this way, the little zombie was satisfied and continued to sleep under Wen Yan's arm.

When Wen Yan raised his head again, he saw the gray cloth sneaking in, raising part of it like a snake, condensing the shape of two hands, and making gestures.

Wen Yan pinched his fingers and blessed Gray Bu one more time.

Immediately afterwards, the sparrow cat flapped its wings and flew up again. It stood at the end of the bed and glanced sideways at the few guys in the room.

"Eating quietly alone in the middle of the night without me, right?"

"..."

Five minutes later, Wen Yan was standing in the kitchen, boiling water and preparing to cook noodles. The small flames swallowed the flames with big mouthfuls, eating happily.

Wen Yan reached out and patted his hand.

It's just a mean hand. It's okay to give a stupid dog some yang energy.

Now one or two people feel it, and it is not good to favor one thing over another. Now it's good, a group of night owls are happily waiting for their midnight snack.

Even Chen Qimo got up in a daze and sat at the dining table with a blank look on his face, waiting for supper.

The whole family ate together, everyone had their own food, and had a midnight snack before they finally felt at peace.

Wen Yan looked at the time, forget it, don't go to sleep, and called Feng Wei directly, asking if Feng Wei had time and clearing the way.

Ten minutes later, Wen Yan took some extra food that he had just made for Lao Zhao and the fifth brothers, and then brought some for Feng Wei and Tong Si, and went down the road to the underworld together.

On the way, Tong Si and Feng Wei each held a braised pork bun filled with incense. Wen Yan also held one and held it in his hand, letting the aroma spread along the way.

He looked at the large group of Ah Piao who were always there in the underworld and muttered casually.

"Tiantian borrows the road from here. Please forgive me. This is the food I made myself. Please try it. It will be convenient for everyone."

The aroma spread, and those unconscious Ah Piao had no intention of taking the initiative to taste it, but as Wen Yan walked by, they still sucked a little bit of it, and Wen Yan fed it directly into his mouth.

The three of them were not stressed and walked on the dark road very relaxedly. When they reached the target intersection, the expressions of Tong Si and Feng Wei changed together.

Tong Si grabbed Feng Wei's arm and shouted softly.

"do not move."

Feng Wei also reached out his hand to stop the others at the same time.

"There is a situation."

Wen Yan took a step and came to the edge of the road. When he leaned slightly and looked around, he saw a small dirt road suddenly appeared beside the deserted road.

The first thing you see at this temporary intersection leading to Wangjia'ao is the huge remains of creatures.

Huge ribs that are six or seven meters high are connected to the thick spine, like a weird pergola covering this small dirt road.

There are skulls hanging on the huge pale bones, some of them look like human beings, and some of them are not human in appearance.

This huge skeleton extended all the way up the dirt road, extending at least fifty or sixty meters before disappearing into the darkness.

As for the wilderness behind, when looking through here, the path goes all the way up and into the shadow of a large set of huge mountains behind.

The inexplicable pressure of death, mixed with brutality and blood, was suppressed silently in front.

Wen Yan looked intently and saw the skulls hanging under the huge bones slowly turning and looking towards him.

Some heads roared, some breathed, some whispered, and some didn't know what language they were reciting.

But Wen Yan could feel that every sound from his head was a warning.

One of the heads whispered songs in an unknown language. Those songs fell into Wen Yan's ears, and he gradually understood their meaning.

At the same time, the prompt also appeared.

"Get temporary buff synaesthesia."

"The bloody ritual from the witch can allow people who hear the voice of the corresponding race to obtain a positive synaesthesia buff and clearly feel what the other person wants to express.

Note: This buff becomes unstoppable when you hear your race's voice. "

Wen Yan quietly listened to those low-pitched chants and understood the meaning of those sounds.

It means that this road leads to the territory of witches, and everything from the underworld and death is not welcome.

If you continue to walk forward, this road will lead to the blood altar set up by the witch. Everything that goes from here will be willing to sacrifice everything by default and turn it into the power of sacrifice.

Every step you take on this road is signing your own mark on a huge contract.

Every step forward leaves the mark of the witch on oneself.

Wu has everything he needs to set foot on this path.

If you want to force your way in, the guards can kill them and hang their heads here to enrich the variety of heads here.

Finally, there is a slogan similar to "Those who trespass will suffer a bad death for the entire bloodline."

Wen Yan silently withdrew his head and did not take this step. He did not think that there were obstacles here and that the slogan would be just a slogan.

Eighty percent of it is a curse that can penetrate deep into the bloodline.

As for those witches who have a bad habit of carving things into DNA when they have nothing to do, Wen Yan would not be surprised at all if a more advanced curse could carve some genetic diseases into DNA.

Wen Yan was a little surprised that Wang Jia'ao couldn't go directly through the underworld, but it also made him more convinced that there might be a big problem there.

He walked on the underworld every day, and this was the first time he encountered such a huge obstacle.

"We can't leave here. Can we find another way?"

"I can change it temporarily, but if I change the intersection, I will be lost, and I have to let Tong Si come and see me."

Feng Wei was not too nervous. The risk of walking on the underworld was just there.

If it weren't for Wen Yan and Tong Si, who would be fully prepared every time to ensure that they had everything in place, they wouldn't be lost here forever. Just his own words, he would definitely not dare to cross the road in a strange place. of.

Because if it is not handled well, a situation similar to the current situation may occur, and Feng Wei has never heard of this situation.

"Change the intersection to the nearest one."

Feng Wei closed his eyes, changed direction, and continued to take a step forward. With that step, he could no longer feel Wen Yan or Tong Si, even if Tong Si held him with one hand, He couldn't feel it either.

He entered a state of complete loss, closing his eyes and completely relaxing. He knew that Wen Yan would definitely take him with him.

Wen Yan held Tong Si in one hand and Feng Wei in the other, closed his eyes, decided on a direction, and walked forward.

Even if he couldn't walk through it, he could take them back to the main intersection without getting lost here.

He has this confidence that others don't have, so others would rather spend a day on the road than go to the underworld.

After walking for a few minutes, Tong Si's eyes were almost blinded, and she finally followed Feng Wei's prompts and saw the target intersection.

Wen Yan closed his eyes and stepped on the path. At that moment, white bone arms grew on both sides of the path. The palms on the front of the arms were like blooming flowers, slowly Open.

Countless arms were swaying gently, like flowers blown by the breeze.

When Tong Si saw it for the first time, his eyes became glazed over. He saw the boundless sea of ​​blood-colored flowers, blooming manjus and sandalwoods, mixed with a refreshing fragrance that made him feel his soul when he smelled it. Three points lighter.

He looked dull and wanted to step into it, but unfortunately he was carried by Wen Yan and could only stare blankly, unable to move.

Wen Yan kept his eyes closed the whole time, relying entirely on the direction in his heart to guide him forward, and didn't even see this scene.

He took one step forward, and the skeletal arms he touched turned into powder and dissipated in an instant, as if they had been weathered for thousands of years.

He can't see, sound can't affect him, and smell can't affect him.

When he was about to take the last step, he opened his eyes and looked back, and saw that he was standing in a barren grave, with endless mountains and fields behind him, filled with bloody Lycoris flowers, and the rich smell of blood increased exponentially.

The instinctive fear from the deepest part of his blood began to emerge like a landslide and tsunami.

As far as the eye can see, under the vast sea of ​​gorgeous flowers, countless corpses are piled up there.

The next moment, the prompt appeared.

"The basic passive effect Fearless from the title player's natural enemy is activated."

“Fearless: The heart will not be shaken by fear of any kind.”

Wen Yan watched all this quietly. He knew that this was the most instinctive fear of death among living beings. This power urged him to stay away quickly.

And here, this fear is completely embodied.

He turned around and walked out of the barren tomb. Now he felt that what grandma wanted to do after specifically looking for him might not be that simple.