my hero development game

"I want to know, how old is sir?"

During the speech, Ji Yiyao flicked her fingers without any trace, and in the quiet room shrouded in nameless mist, the Chixin chime hanging in the air made a crisp sound.

The invisible ripples spread in all directions through the medium of the nameless mist.

Alarm bells rang in Shen Yuan's heart.

There was a chuckle on the surface, Shen Yuan's monocle shimmered, and he said in a free and easy manner:

"How old is it? I have lived the second life, and age is meaningless to me."

There was no abnormal sound from the Chixin chime, which made Ji Yiyao feel a little turmoil in her heart.

In the age of mythology, it would not be difficult to live out a second life, but in the age of desolation, the immortals and gods are hidden, and many myths have completely collapsed.

One can imagine the difficulty of living a second life in such a world.

Seeing Ji Yiyao lost in thought, Shen Yuan heaved a sigh of relief.

"Finally got it over with."

In order to maintain his persona as an extraterrestrial expert without telling lies, Shen Yuan could only use these words.

Live out the second life = the combined age of the two lives is only over 40 years old.

If you really want to let those powerful immortals know how to live a second life, I'm afraid they will laugh their ass off.

"No, Ji Yiyao's current state doesn't seem to be right, and it's hard to say if she asks some questions that can't be fooled.

It is the right way to find a way to escape in advance! "

With this in mind, Shen Yuan waved his hand and said:

"That's the end of today's matter. The human emperor's potential to enter the abyss has emerged, and he only needs to wait for the opportunity to break through this trapped dragon situation."

The nameless fog began to dissipate, and Ji Yiyao just watched the dilapidated canteen quietly disappear before her eyes.

Returning to the quiet room, Ji Yiyao stood there in silence for a long time.

After a long while, she raised her right hand, and wisps of nameless mist wrapped around it.

"Dragon...into the abyss?"

The nameless mist drifted away, as if blending into the heaven and earth within the palace.

The next moment, a loud voice suddenly sounded in the minds of all the resentful servants in the palace.

"Fate is humble, but fate is reversible. I give you the "Pure Yang Wu Wu Sutra"!"

ps: There are two more chapters, it will be later]

Volume 130: Chapter 120 Chapter [-] Chapter [-] Pure Yang!

""Pure Yang Without Self Sutra"?"

In the imperial city, Feng Yuan, who was pinching his nose to clean the servant's toilet, stopped his movements and stared blankly at the piece of scripture that appeared in his mind.

As the lowest servant in the imperial city, Feng Yuan's life is not easy.

He grew up in an orphanage, but because of his irritable personality and aversion to studying, he dropped out of school early and integrated into the society. After several twists and turns, he became a gangster in a small city.

Feng Yuan, who had gained some fame in the city, was wanted by the entire underworld for killing the son of a gang boss during a gang fight.

Feng Yuan, who was hunted down by the big boss and had nowhere to go, came to the imperial capital, and happened to learn that the Ministry of Internal Affairs was recruiting internal servants. In order to survive, he did not hesitate to dissipate his family wealth and became a low-level internal servant in the imperial city.

In fact, normally speaking, the court servants of the Han Dynasty already belonged to the level of officials, and these low-level dirty tasks were handled by special talisman masters who made clean talismans, which was much cleaner than manual cleaning.

But the problem is that the contemporary Han court is different from the past.

Because of the rebellion over ten years ago, only Ji Yiyao is left in the royal family of the Han Dynasty, and the outside world has been propagating that Ji Yiyao is devoted to cultivating Taoism, so the entire palace has no one except Ji Yiyao. He is a servant, and there is no emperor, concubine, royal family or relatives.

Most of the power and wealth owned by the servants comes from the dignitaries they serve.

Nowadays, the big man doesn't even have a harem, and the expenses allocated by the palace are only for daily maintenance. Those eunuchs in power can't squeeze out oil and water from various places, but can only squeeze the lower classes crazily.

After being oppressed layer by layer, even the most basic purification talisman was swallowed up. Feng Yuan, who was at the bottom, could only be sent to clean the toilets, and he hadn't changed jobs for three full years.

The reason is very simple, because there are not so many fools who are easy to deceive, and it is too late for other people to hear that the palace servants are hiding, so Feng Yuan, who has just arrived in the imperial capital, will think this is a good job.

He ate the worst old rice, did the dirtiest and most tiring work, scattered all his wealth and cut off the bottom, and ended up going to the palace to suffer, Feng Yuan almost wanted to die.

He even once felt that being caught by gangsters outside was better than suffering day and night inside the palace.

And even so, he didn't dare to resist.

He is not an extraordinary person, but he also knows the existence of an extraordinary person. The eunuchs in the palace look old and stupid, but the viciousness of their attacks made him, a veteran thug, startled.

The hopeless labor day and night made Feng Yuan feel hopeless.

But just now, Feng Yuan suddenly heard a loud voice in his mind, and then a piece of scriptures shining with golden light was printed into his mind.

Years of accumulated pain, anger, despair... all kinds of negative emotions exploded.

"Why can they live a normal life, but I can only fight with gangs to make money?"

"Why can I only let him kill me, and after I kill him, I have to bear other people's revenge?"

"Why do those high-ranking eunuchs oppress me without any scruples, but I don't even have a chance to resist?"

"This is an opportunity, an opportunity for me to resist those people!"

Feng Yuan opened his eyes wide, and the bloodshot eyes seemed to reflect a round of black sun.

"Pure Yang wrong way, no body and no self..."

......

"Feng Yuan, what are you doing?"

"If you don't clean up within half an hour, you're waiting to clean the toilet here forever!"

The sharp voice woke Feng Yuan up, and when he opened his eyes, Feng Yuan only saw a eunuch wearing a blue inner suit with a soft face scolding him angrily.

Although most people refer to internal servants as eunuchs, not everyone in the court is qualified to be called eunuchs.

But Feng Yuan knew that the person in front of him was definitely qualified to be called a eunuch.

He once saw this eunuch He beat a servant in half with a whip, the reason was that the servant wanted to curry favor with the empress and said one more word.

Behind Eunuch He, or more precisely, behind all the eunuchs in the palace, is the Lord Zhen Guo who is fully engaged in the government and the public.

The so-called empress is nothing more than a puppet.

Thinking of this, Feng Yuan grinned almost to the base of his ears, and showed an extremely frightening smile to Eunuch He in front of him.

The anger on Eunuch He's face froze for a moment, and he suddenly felt an inexplicable chill in his heart.

But immediately Eunuch He realized that he had been frightened by the lowest servant, and his annoyance occupied his mind.

"Damn things!"

The whip around his waist was pulled out suddenly, and there was a sharp cracking sound in the air.

The seemingly feminine eunuch He is actually an extraordinary person.

Feng Yuan stretched out his right hand, as if trying to grab the drawn whip, and Eunuch He's eyes showed sarcasm when he saw this.

With this unreserved whip, even a boulder can crush it, let alone the flesh and blood of ordinary people.

"Snapped!"

Feng Yuan's right hand was shattered by a whip like a sharp blade, and his body hit the floor heavily. Even the right half of his body was turned into a puddle of flesh without any accidents. That horrifying smile was frozen forever. Feng Yuan's face.

"Humph! Something that doesn't know how to live or die!"

Eunuch He took back the whip in his hand contemptuously.

Looking at the scattered flesh and blood on the ground, the corner of Eunuch He's mouth curled up in a happy mood, subconsciously showing a smile.

But at this moment, Eunuch He suddenly realized that something was wrong.

His brain felt dizzy for a while, the arc of the corner of his mouth became wider and wider, and his vision became blurred.

He tried his best to open his eyes wide, trying to see everything in front of him clearly, but the pain from all over his body made him unable to help but let out a mournful howl.

In his blurred vision, he saw Feng Yuan in blue inner uniform standing in front of him holding a whip, still with a weird smile on his face.

And he himself was lying on the ground, half of his body was broken, leaving only a blurred pool of flesh and blood.

Eunuch He's eyes widened in disbelief, and he wanted to speak, but only eight short words remained on his lips.

"Chun Yang wrong way, no body and no self!"

Seeing Eunuch He who had completely lost his breath on the ground, Feng Yuan withdrew his smile and walked out of the toilet.

Walking all the way to the quiet room of the Taoist Palace, a panicked servant immediately ran in front of Feng Yuan before taking a few steps.

"He... Eunuch Feng, I have something to report to you!"

"Just now, a piece of scripture suddenly appeared in my mind, saying something about Chunyang, there must be someone behind it..."

Before the words fell, a palm grabbed the throat of the panicked servant, easily crushing his throat bone.

Throwing the corpse aside casually, Feng Yuan looked indifferent, as if you had starved a fly to death, and then continued to walk towards the quiet room of the Taoist palace.

Before arriving at the gate of the Taoist Palace, Feng Yuan happened to see a noble figure in a black and gold imperial robe slowly walking out of the quiet room.

The black gold color seemed to turn into a big black sun in Feng Yuan's eyes, lofty and majestic.

Feng Yuan knelt down on the ground, chanting in a low voice with mad devotion on his face.

"Pure Yang!"

Almost at the same moment, in the entire Taoist palace, the faces of the court ladies following Ji Yiyao, the imperial servants in front of the main hall, the guards of the imperial city patrolling around the palace, and the maids who went to and from the palace all showed crazy and pious expressions on their faces. Whisper.

"Pure Yang!"

Volume 131: Chapter 120 Chapter [-] Chapter [-] Three and three are endless, six and six are endless!

Shen Yuan far away in Southern Star City.I don't know what happened in the distant imperial capital.

At this moment, Shen Yuan, who had successfully slipped away from Ji Yiyao, was sitting behind the counter, counting the gains of the day, while secretly rejoicing in his heart.

"Ji Yiyao's state is far more stable than that half-mad and half-insane Amaterasu, and her strength is far inferior to Amaterasu, so she shouldn't make any troubles.

It seems that during this period of time, I have to accumulate some luck, and next time I must draw out a talent that can limit the nameless fog to ease Ji Yiyao's situation. "

While thinking, Shen Yuan suddenly looked at the two talent bars that were still empty on his panel, and suddenly felt a toothache.

"Ji Yiyao needs one talent to suppress the nameless mist, and I'm short of two, which adds up to a full three talents.

In this case, the dozen or so lottery draws left are not enough at all!

Is it possible to find a way to go to the Gaotian Ruins to get some achievements and get some heroic certificates back? "

Shen Yuan complained secretly in his heart, stretched out his hand to open the game interface, and checked the system prompt record.

This is an old tradition, Shen Yuan will pay attention to the system prompts after every trouble, to see if there are any achievements, tasks and so on that he has ignored.

Even if it was the achievement of the "God Rebuke" that the system mocked him for killing him before, a certificate of heroism is not too much, but no matter how small a mosquito's legs are, it is still meat.

After looking through the system records, Shen Yuan's eyes suddenly brightened.

"The hero Ji Yiyao activates the supernatural power of Tiangang: nine breaths of convincing (disabled), completes the achievement: Tiangang 36 methods, and rewards ten certificates of heroes!"

(Note: The supernatural power levels are divided into Fan, Xuanmiao, Disha, and Tiangang.

Tiangang 36 Dharma is conceived by heaven and earth, it is taken from the meaning of inexhaustible three and three, and infinity in six and six.

Practitioners of the Dharma of Tiangang cannot exist in the same era, and can be called the only ones in the world! )

Shen Yuan looked at the achievement in front of him with eyes full of surprise.

It wasn't because of the ten heroic certificates rewarded by the achievement, what surprised him was that the notes behind explained the level of supernatural powers and the true nature of Tiangang's 36 methods.

At the beginning, Shen Yuan's understanding of supernatural powers also relied on the extraordinary knowledge in the skills of Anivia and Ji Yiyao, and it was only anecdotal and half-knowledgeable.

Now when the system is truly explained, Shen Yuan can understand the extraordinary.

"The only one in the world? Doesn't this mean that even at the peak of the age of mythology, there are only 36 great supernatural beings who master the law of the sky?

However, the only one in the world does not seem to be absolute. For example, even the system cannot be replicated if God is dead, but the incomplete Nine Breath Convincing System can be used. There is still a gap between the two.

Remember that when God is dead, the achievement given by the system is uniqueness, and there seems to be some connection between uniqueness and uniqueness in the current world. "