Return from the second dimension

"This building is really terrible ..."

In a area below the city, a helmet monk is sitting quietly. He has stayed here for a long time.

After waking up in a coma, Zhagu has been sitting here, feeling the various changes that happened.

He was desperate and confused, and he didn't know what to do next.

Before accepting the transformation, he also had fantasies, hoping that Master would rescue himself from the crisis.

However, the function of the helmet has perfectly hidden Zhagu's identity, and outsiders cannot judge through the breath.

In addition to internal personnel, it is not allowed to disclose their identity to outsiders, otherwise they will be severely punished.

The tentacles of the helmet go deep into the brain, can perceive the change of thinking, and will never give the captives a bit of the opportunity.

Once the prohibited idea is born, the system will immediately produce induction, and issue warnings or direct punishment.

The formulation of similar rules is to avoid the occurrence of rescue for a certain target, and at the same time, the captives can let go of their psychological burden.

Except for Lou Ling and Tang Zhen, no one knows their true identity, so they can do something unscrupulously.

The captives are very happy about this invisible steps, and they do solve their greatest scruples.

When the captives had to compromise and were mobilized by the interests, a group of high -quality tools officials officially went to work.

Among the freshly baked tools, it does not include Zagu. He is full of depression at this moment.

If you can't fight the rules, and want to keep your life, you can only give in unwillingly.

When other helmet monks left and executed the task or understood Loucheng, he stayed in the corner and thought.

Lou Ling did not issue compulsory tasks. The helmet monks were still leisurely and could find appropriate places to cultivate freely.

This is also a kind of welfare that makes the helmet monks feel quite happy. Some people have ran near Julingyuan to practice.

Zhagu didn't have a mood to practice. At this damn place, he didn't want to stay in a second.

I have amazing talents and a good future in the future, but now everything will become bubbles.

If you can be rescued, you can avoid tragedy, but who can guarantee that he can be rescued?

Even when his master, when you encounter a powerful enemy, you must consider the consequences and costs.

It wouldn't be surprising that he was abandoned.

The long -sighing sigh, Zagu finally stood up, and he decided not to put his hopes on others.

If you want to get rid of the crisis, you must rely on yourself, instead of hiding in the corner, mourning and anger, it is better to take the initiative to find opportunities.

The first thing to do is to really understand the enemy.

Previously, Zhagu was panicked and did not observe carefully. Now he finally calmed down and immediately found many surprising places.

This sudden emerging building city revealed weird everywhere, and there were too many things he had never seen.

This is very wrong, and there are big problems.

Any complex item can never appear out of thin air, and there must be complex inheritance evolution.

Even a screw will involve experience inventions and industrial manufacturing, and a complete civilization is required to produce.

These items used in Loucheng are different in style and craftsmanship, and obviously come from different civilized races.

It may only be surprised to change to ordinary people to see, but for Zagu, it feels very awkward and shocked.

This fusion is very stiff, as if it is used to make up the number when necessary, which is equivalent to using a car to pull a car.

This weird combination can even rush to the road normally, just make people look weird.

The reason why Zagu was shocked was not the discomfort of the weird match, but the channel for Tang Zhen to obtain items.

These items are enough to prove that behind the mysterious building city, it is likely to associate a number of unknown civilizations.

Where they come from and what kind of strength they have, they are enough to cause Zhagu's deep vigilance.

Between Loucheng and northern Xinjiang is now hostile, and a war is inevitable.

Regardless of his consideration or retaliation of the city, he must figure out the truth of the matter.

Holding this idea, Zhagu looked more and more carefully, and the shock of his heart was one wave of waves.

As a descendant of the deserted real person, he is still a genius elite, and Zhagu's knowledge far exceeds ordinary monks.

But this is exactly the case that he can discover more secrets.

The more you look at it, the more you are shocked, and when you find that when your own ancestors go upstairs, there is no chance of winning at all.

Zhagu's face is gloomy, and the hope of being rescued is even more slim.

Unconsciously, Zhagu came to Julinghe and felt the rich aura that came from.

Looking at the operation of the operation, comparing with Zongmen, Zhagu once again felt the gap.

He also involved in the formation method, and he knew the value of this gathered law array, and he could start a camp war.

What shocked him even more is that everyone in Loucheng can practice, unlike the division of Zongmen.

The areas with the strongest aura need to be exclusively for high -level, followed by disciples at all levels, and ordinary disciples do not even have the qualifications close to.

Looking at those monks who just built the foundation, the monks who were purely a rookie gathered, there was only one feeling in his heart.

absurd.

Such precious resources should specifically provide geniuses like him, rather than letting those mediocre guys waste in vain.

Although it is not a resident of Loucheng, Zhagu felt very stupid for such operations.

"You, please let me."

Suddenly there was a voice, interrupted Zhagu's thinking, and it turned out to be a monk in a uniform.

Zagu found that he was blocking a device, which caused the other party to be unable to use it normally.

Shen Nian swept across the other party. It turned out to be a four -layer monk who built the foundation, belonging to Zhagu's eyes.

When he was practicing at that time, it took only two years to cultivate the fourth floor of the foundation.

Looking at the man in front of you, I am afraid that there are more than forty and more than forty. Obviously, it is another inferior monk who wastes resources.

I am afraid that when I am old, I ca n’t break through the refining God, let alone the high state of Huaying.

Zagu is the best spirit root and is expected to be promoted to the infant strong. This is also his most proud place.

Looking at the monk of Loucheng in front of him, Zhagu suddenly rose up and wanted to find his lost confidence.

He first let the road open, and then looked at the middle -aged monk.

"I see your expression, presumably I encounter confusion in the practice."

The middle -aged monk heard the words, and he was surprised, and he nodded quickly and said that it was true.

Zhagu's heart sneered secretly, and he had seen too much in Zongmen, and most of them were underlying monks.

Obviously it is a simple problem, but they are puzzled, and even take a few years of time to carefully ponder.

Even throughout his life, there is no way to understand.

This is the gap of qualifications, not only in the root bone, but also the understanding of thinking.

In this case, Zhagu never cared, but just looked at them coldly and sadly.

The monk is selfish, and the heavens are even more cruel. Sooner or later, they will be eliminated.

But at this moment, he decided to dial and take the opportunity to ridicule.

It is considered to use this method to retaliate against Loucheng.

"If I expected well, your root bone should be ordinary, otherwise you will not practice at this age to build the four -story realm.

It should be not a problem to make you confused. It is better to say it. Let me answer your questions for you. "

Zhagu's heart was malicious, but he put on a gesture of helping others.

The middle -aged monk heard the words, and his complexion was slightly red, and he nodded quickly.

"Also, please give pointers, the sword bone incorporates the gas of Geng Jin, what should be paid attention to, how many times do you need to quench?"

Hearing the problem of middle -aged monks, Zhagu couldn't help but stunned, and a strange expression appeared on his face.

Regarding this question, he couldn't answer it, and he had never been in contact in the past.

Looking at the middle -aged monk in front of him, Zhagu suddenly was a little confused and felt that things were different from what he thought.

Because he was wearing a mask, the middle -aged monk could not see and still waited patiently.

"You tell me first, why do you ask this question?"

"Back to Better, my spirit root is the heart of the sword and the piano, and now it has reached the extent that Geng Jinqi must be guided."

"Swords and piano hearts, is it the ten legendary tunnels in the legend! No, if this is the case, how can you be practiced at the four floors of the foundation?"

Zhagu asked loudly that for the first time, he felt guilty in the root of the root bone, but felt that the other party opened the river.

Hearing Zhagu's doubts, the middle -aged monk smiled bitterly, with emotions and regrets in his tone.

"I was looking for immortals in my life, but I was doing useless work, and I took a lot of time.

Fortunately, joining the city, the gift of the city of the city, thus awakening the spirit root.

Because the practice time is still short, the promotion speed will be so slow, but it is also ashamed of cultivating the city owner, and it makes you laugh. "

"..."

Hearing Huang Tingxuan's answer, Zhagu took a deep breath and asked in a cold voice: "Then tell me how long has it been promoted to the four floors of the foundation?"

"Uh, five ... no, it's four and a half days."

Zhagu heard the words, smiled, and turned his head without hesitation.

Damn, heart -hearted ~