I Am a Member of the Evil God in the World of Immortality

Seeing Su Lin going through all the things in the Ant Immortal Sect, I had some thoughts. Of course, it was not the thoughts about "The Ant Immortal Gong has a wrong understanding of ants" published in the chapter, but the thinking about whether the "Yi Immortal Gong" can really realize a utopia if it is not controlled by "people with evil intentions" like the leader. Let me state my conclusion first, no. Because, Ant Immortal Gong actually integrates all the people who practice Ant Immortal Gong under the whole body of "people who practice Ant Immortal Gong". Such a macro narrative whole is even powerful enough to allow people within this group to eliminate all internal disputes. However, such a whole must be based on the fact that "someone has not yet practiced the Ant Immortal Kung Fu." Because the internal contradictions that were eliminated did not exist, they were just suppressed. The "internal morality" forcibly shaped by the Yixiangong practice group cannot really solve those contradictions. Without the combination of magatama and iron, those conflicts will only be transformed into external conflicts, and then intensify the tendency of hostility towards "groups that do not practice ant immortal skills". The product of the development of this hostile tendency to the extreme has also been reflected in our history - "Rites cannot be extended to common people, and punishment cannot be extended to officials". The "high morality" within a certain structured group, when the productivity itself cannot support it, is often achieved by shaping the exploited outside the group into "non-humans" - "humans" cannot kill "humans", but as long as they are "non-humans", it doesn't matter. Ant Immortal Skill is just like the Green Forest Consensus Algorithm in "Cyber ​​Heroes" next door - the Green Forest Consensus Algorithm was originally designed to unite all human beings through perceptual unity and make all human beings feel like one family, thereby completely abolishing the old collective cognition of countries and races that provide a sense of identity. However, the final result is a complete failure - the price of the Green Forest being as close to each other as a family is to be completely aggressive and destructive to groups outside this group. And when it reaches the upper limit of the number of people that humans can naturally know (generally speaking, it is the upper limit of the population of a small tribe, which is about 150 people), Green Forest will have to face "split nesting" - yes, an overly expanded group will overload human beings' perceptual and moral processing capabilities, so that they cannot allocate enough emotions to each other, which will lead to the outbreak of internal conflicts. The construction of "collective" inevitably requires the construction of an "other" to stabilize the "collective" itself. Therefore, Ant Immortal Gong is destined to fail to realize the utopia of all mankind, even if it improves many disadvantages that are not conducive to communication, it cannot change this.

To put it bluntly, although the data is no different from before, the quality is much better. In addition to the very attractive setting and plot, the "emotions" or consciousness of God are also intriguing. If the previous ones were well written, but if given the same exposure, this one would definitely be more attractive and more likely to become a hit. I suggest that the author slow down the pace a little, and slow down when appropriate. This will help to continue to conceive on the one hand, and have better prospects on the other hand.

Let's talk about the two main problems of this book: 1. It's written in a way that readers can't understand; 2. It's written too hard The first three chapters of this book are still very well written, and they can be said to be the three golden chapters. Although I was very upset by the plot at the end of Chapter 3, this is considered a matter of personal taste and will not be discussed here. Here we discuss the two questions in the title. The first one is the key point, I will talk about it later. Let me briefly talk about the second point first, the problem of excessive force. Actually, I read the author's book many years ago. Just like now, the force is too strong, and the "drama" of the characters and plot is too strong, which is extremely unnatural. Generally speaking, a story must have climaxes and slowdowns, battles and daily routines, and tension and relaxation to be enjoyable. But it seems that the author lacks the ability to write a gentle plot that is interesting and interesting, so he chose another very strange path, which is to not write a gentle plot at all, and to "complete the climax". The story is always full of heavy-tasting material, including all kinds of heavy-tasting killings, various descriptions of severed limbs and internal organs, disgusting monsters, the protagonist is always on the verge of life and death, and all kinds of suspense to whet the appetite, etc. It is completely too hard. What's also over-exerting is that the character descriptions are also over-exerting. The female character has a life-and-death background from the beginning, and then she feels like she's completely devoted to the protagonist. Then let's focus on the first point, the problem of writing too complicated and readers simply can't understand it. This point should be more fatal. As we all know, the author's perspective and the reader's perspective are different. There is an information gap between the author and the reader. Many things that the author feels are very clear and understandable in his heart are unknown to the reader. Therefore, the author must explain more and smooth out the information gaps so that readers can understand what the author wants to express. This kind of explanation does not mean that the explanation of a certain setting is hidden in a nook and cranny of the text, and if the problem is dealt with, then the task is completed and everything is fine. The author's job is to [leave no stone unturned! Do your best! ] So that his content can be understood by readers! Different authors have different techniques in this regard. For example, highlighting key points through paragraphs, for example, foreshadowing multiple times or explaining multiple times, etc. Let me give you an example of how the famous "Lord of Mysteries" introduced surreal settings. He introduces a new setting, usually, someone else tells the protagonist a piece of information, the first time; the protagonist thinks about it in his mind; the second time; the protagonist tells others the information in the Tarot meeting, the third time; the audience in the Tarot meeting thinks and chews the information in their own minds, and everyone repeats it in their own minds. In this way, if a piece of information is repeated four or more times, readers will remember it no matter how poor their memory is! But even if the Lord of Mysteries uses various techniques to explain more, he still will not introduce a lot of surreal settings at the beginning of the story! It is basically 90% realistic and 10% surreal. Control the pace and slowly introduce settings. Wait until the readers have digested and accepted the surreal settings before continuing to introduce settings. In this way, the transition from reality to surreality will be smooth and readers will not be confused. In fact, most fantasy books are like this. They start with points that are familiar to readers and slowly introduce surreal settings that are unfamiliar to readers. Then talk about this book. The settings are crazy from the beginning, and basically every chapter will lead to a lot of new questions for readers! In the case of introducing a large number of self-created settings, the pace should have been slowed down as much as possible and a lot of ink should have been spent to explain these settings clearly to the readers. As a result, the author did the opposite. The plot was faster than a roller coaster, and the screen cutting was very frequent (few authors have ever dared to use this kind of screen cutting), giving readers no time to digest it at all! As a result, readers cannot understand it at all. For example, the transition at the beginning of Chapter 14. At the end of Chapter 12, the protagonist is still looking at the severed hand. In Chapter 13, the screen cuts to the enemy. In Chapter 14, the screen cuts back and inexplicably jumps to a dream. And what I had was not an ordinary dream, it was a bizarre time-traveling dream. The development of this "abnormality" exceeds the readers' expectations, and if something exceeds the readers' expectations, it is necessary to use pen and ink to pave the way for the readers to accept it. If the plot is not laid out well, the reader will be confused for no apparent reason. It is obviously not possible for you to just jump over without saying anything. Too hasty. If it were me, I would probably write like this: 1. First, at the beginning of Chapter 14, start from the time when the protagonist saw the severed hand, and write about how the protagonist returns to his residence. On the way, you can sort out and review the previous information through the protagonist's thinking, which is equivalent to taking the reader through a summary of the situation and reducing the difficulty of the reader's understanding. 2. After arriving at your residence, write about food and drink until you go to bed. And then there's the preparation for having strange dreams. Write about abnormalities while sleeping. The protagonist definitely cannot have such a dream for no reason! So you have to write down the reason or at least hint at the reason: for example, something given by Tianzun starts to shine, or something Tianzun said has an impact on your mind and leads you to a dream. Only by giving readers good expectations of this "abnormality" will it not be abrupt later. 3. After entering the dream, even if the foreshadowing of 2 is done, the reader will definitely still find it strange. At this time, you can explain it to the readers through the psychological activities of the protagonist. For example, the protagonist's psychological activity is "What's the situation? Why did I dream of this? Could it be...", And then the protagonist makes guesses one, two, or three. Lord of Mysteries often uses Klein's psychological activities to write like this. These are questions before dreaming. And the dream itself is also... It is very strange to have this dream in the first place. The "dream" itself is a burst of information and requires readers to digest it for a while. Then the content in the dream came up with a lot of settings, it was too urgent. The first time you have a dream, you can keep it simple, just make it acceptable for the readers to have strange dreams. Then after the dream, there was no relief at all, and the reader was not given time to digest the information. The plot began to advance rapidly again, and suddenly a new abnormal situation appeared. Originally, the readers had a lot of question marks in their minds, but the author felt it was not enough and continued to add more question marks to the readers. What happened to the protagonist after his dream? Why can't I move? Why do you feel wrapped in a membrane? What is a membrane? Who is close to me? Why can the body regain consciousness by pushing the membrane surrounding itself? There are other things like belly bulges, body ruptures, and seeing yourself in the back. Then he said it was a dream within a dream, and I was really confused. If it doesn't involve subsequent important settings, then just briefly describe it in two strokes and go through it. Why do you write so specifically? And if it involves important subsequent settings and needs to be described in detail, why don't we just write a plot, but immediately follow the dream with a lot of settings in the previous paragraph? Readers have not yet digested the previous content. A roller coaster has to go straight after a bend. Your story goes from one bend to the next, with eighteen turns in a row, and the reader is thrown away. Then the plot progresses by leaps and bounds, and every chapter is full of questions... For example, what is the power of the black shadow? It has not been explained? What is Nam Ji-hyun's ability? Why can the woman whose hand was cut off before be able to remotely control her hand? Wait, a lot of questions. Oh, by the way, there is also the fact that those things in the text that are incomprehensible are often closely related to the main plot. Unlike other people's books, you don't have to skip over anything you don't understand, and it doesn't affect subsequent reading. Actually, I think the author can focus on a few points and make them clear. Instead of introducing a lot of suspense points at the same time, all over the place. Also, the story really needs to be told more slowly. I'm afraid it would be too late to write 30 chapters of your first 10 chapters. Internet articles are paid based on the number of words. If you write more words, you will earn more. Why are you in such a hurry? To summarize, the author needs to make a lot of subtractions and simplifications to make it easier for readers to understand. At the same time, it needs to be watered down, slow down and then slow down again, and add a lot of foreshadowing and explanation to explain everything clearly. This does not mean that you cannot leave some things that readers do not understand as foreshadowing and suspense, but these should not be too much and should be limited. You have to fill the readers with a lot of things they don't understand in every chapter, and it will be difficult for them to read.

Some people say that they don't understand the God of Ke. Then someone used the term high-dimensional existence to describe it. The public still says they don't understand the setting. How can I understand the existence of a high-dimensional thing that I can't see or feel? I just don't understand, why am I crazy? Then, I thought back and took out advanced algebra... The matrix is ​​more than 3rd order, isn't it... But, if this is the so-called high-dimensional activity... It can really drive people crazy. Thinking about the calculation formulas and processes, and the torture, I feel the fear of the unknown (╯‵□′)╯┴─┴

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Let me tell you, the protagonist is a ruthless person, and he started talking about his teenage sister😱 which shocked me 🙂

🙂 This is another novel that uses the Western "Cthulhu" to defeat the Chinese fantasy fairy... This must not blow "Cthulhu" to the sky!

The book is a good book, but the title, introduction, and content give people a rather disconnected feeling. The title and introduction give people the feeling that the protagonist is cheating and pretending to be awesome, and is making great progress all the way. Therefore, if you look at the title and introduction, you will preconceptionally think that this is a book that relies on evil gods to cheat. This kind of person is more impatient than a cool article about reducing dimensionality and attacking the traditional cultivation of immortality. Most people will leave after reading the beginning and find that it is different from what they thought. Therefore, there is a high probability that those who like the title and introduction of the book will not stay, and those who do not like the title and introduction will not even take a look at it.

I'm afraid you don't understand the meaning of stir-fry

Female protagonist: Resistant, heavenly, and approachable, isn't this Klein🧐🧐🧐

Excerpts from the Book of the Month: ·A confused and helpless person will not follow another confused and helpless person. Even if another person wants to try to change something, they will not take any action. They will just remain hesitant and confused, spinning in circles. One of the bad traits of human beings is not to be early without benefit. ·Because the most important thing in doing something is not ability, but determination. ·The butt determines the head, and this is true in every world. ·Sometimes a person goes through thorns and thorns, leaving himself bruised and bloody, but suddenly gives up in the middle of the way forward. This is not because he cannot bear the suffering, but he cannot see a glimmer of hope. But as long as there is a glimmer of hope, he can keep his blood flowing. · "Not just friends, some people have been around you for too long, so you develop feelings for them. But some people are because she is different from everyone else. You know that there will never be anyone like her in the world, so you don't want to leave."  ·"This is enough. The innocent people who are saved will always need the next person to save them. But as long as you experience the experience of blood, you will know how to clench your fist." The weak do not need to be saved, they need their own strength ·It is very simple to think in other people's shoes. But most people's conclusions are often wrong when they think about things from their perspective. When a poor person thinks on behalf of a rich person, all he thinks of are golden hoes; when a rich person thinks on behalf of a poor person, he always thinks that the poor have no IQ. But the truth is that the rich do not use golden hoes, and the poor have made the best choice he can make under the current circumstances. ·"When you feel that you know the truth about something, you have been successfully deceived by the truth" - Edmonds.

Is Shennong here? Is there any poison?

Your first book was High Dimensional Hunters. It was very amazing, but unfortunately it was unfinished at a certain point. But for most of the first part, I think the quality alone can really catch up with the top 20 authors. Personally, I think the main reason for High Dimensional Hunters is that the world view was not well constructed at the beginning. As long as the book is doubled in length and the quality is maintained, it should be able to become a very good masterpiece. After reading the book to the end, I can feel your feeling of not knowing what to write, but I I feel that when writing weird books, the protagonist should never be invincible. In other words, I think the real problem with the book High Dimensional Hunters is that the protagonist is too confident and invincible. He should be a person who cowers slightly in the firelight and looks at the black people around him. Yami, the person who holds the Sand Eagle with only three bullets left in his hand should definitely not be the person who can entangle a large number of humans, establish an organization, and become a leader, because once humans gather together, they will be invincible, invincible, and there will be no secrets to write about. So I feel that in order to keep the darkness of the world overwhelming the sunshine, the human order cannot be too united. How to put it, after all that, I still can't forget the feeling when I first saw High Dimensional Hunter two years ago. The author is really capable of becoming one of those best-selling authors. I searched for the author's current book along High Dimensional Hunter, and there were only a few hundred reviews. In fact, I felt uncomfortable because he was the one who could write such an amazing book as High Dimensional Hunter.

I assure you that the content is not like the title of the book.

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I have a feeling it's going to be popular, leave your name in the front row 😁 I hope Yuejin can write at the level of "Strategy" again

If you continue to cut off, you will be subject to chaos. There is no need to worry so much about the eunuchs. Even if the story can be completely presented to the readers, it will be a big loss because of the lack of food and clothing. The first thing to do when writing a book is that the author is happy when he writes it, because how can the reader feel happy if he doesn't feel happy about it? The author's current state is a bit like it is hard to get back. He has given up so many things for writing, and has reached the point where he is today. He can no longer give up easily. He can only push himself to grit his teeth and move forward. But maybe it would be better to separate from writing for a while. Not to mention the attitude of betting all his life on writing, switch to a different one. Perspective, think about the characteristics of popular works on the market, improve your own writing, etc., Parting is for a better reunion; I know that the author may be concerned about his age and feel that time is running out, but such an idea will only put himself into a swamp that is difficult to advance or retreat; there may also be pressure from family members, which is helpless. However, the strongest decision requires the strongest will. Since you have chosen this path, you can only move forward.

[Note before reading: 1. This IF line is a modified version by the operator, based on the original original version, so it may be somewhat similar to the current official version. 2. There are certain deviations in the settings of this IF line. For example, Cong Bingqing's setting was originally to kill Fang Zongyu's parents. This is not clearly stated in the current official version, but this article will still use it; Su Lin's character became lively and cunning, and many funny jokes were added because the operation officer liked this style of writing; a lot of explanatory content was deleted, and fight scenes and ambiguous scenes were strengthened. 3. This IF line is essentially a fan work and does not represent the author's opinion. ———— "He said to let me kill you." "Who is he?" "He is my heart." "What?" "Kill you!" The words turned into a vague scream in Fang Zongyu's mouth, and faded into a strange buzz unique to insects. The humiliation and anger in the voice were intertwined, mixed with the joy of completely letting go, and finally vaporized into a strange scream that penetrated everything and directly touched people's nerves! Su Lin's head buzzed, and he subconsciously threw the box to the corner of the room. Then he pushed the table, and the peak-breaking force was skillfully exerted on the edge of the table. He used this reaction force to quickly move back. The world in my eyes turned into black and white, disordered lines danced in the air, and my body and the body of the other party turned into a scrawled sketch. Looking around, everything was gray - the material line perspective was activated instantly! However, before Su Lin could take a closer look, a dark hand knife suddenly swung out, cutting off the ubiquitous light gray lines in the air. It raised slightly, and in the space it passed, the scattered gray lines it raised solidified into black. The darker the color, the tougher the material thread! Without any time to think, Su Lin instinctively activated the rigid body technique and tried his best to turn his head. But his shoulder was still grazed by the black hand knife. From a black and white perspective, a line of gray-black material exploded from his left shoulder and sprayed onto his face. With just such a gentle "wipe", the force of the impact almost turned Su Lin's whole body over. He originally wanted to use his magical power to neutralize the force, but at the moment when the force was evenly distributed, he decisively gave up his plan to remove the opponent's force and allowed his body to be swept up into the air. If you don't do anything at this moment, you will only get a piece of flesh torn off cleanly, but if you use dead force, the terrifying power will be dispersed to all parts of the body like running water, not just the left shoulder, but all the muscles in his entire left body will be necrotic, and the blood vessels will burst directly! Su Lin soared into the air, endured the severe pain in his shoulder, kicked over the beam, then jumped and turned around, landing on the ground. In the flash of lightning, he and Fang Zongyu had completed a round of fighting, but it was more like Su Lin's unilateral avoidance. He successfully distanced himself from Fang Zongyu and saw clearly the other party's current form. The shiny black chitin shell covered the eyebrows, and the palm was broken into vague alien limbs. It dripped down and fell down. It was not known whether it was Su Lin or his own flesh and blood. A long and narrow bayonet was slowly growing out of it. The originally tall and handsome young man had become a stooped dwarf. His legs were bent at the reverse joints, completely tearing the fat trouser legs, revealing the long and narrow black soles underneath. Unexpectedly, Fang Zongyu did not resemble an ant like the Ziguang Master Su Lin had seen. Instead, a pair of yellow pink wings grew out of his back, which filled the entire room the moment they unfolded. With a flick of the fan, the cave was filled with choking scales and minced meat. "The borer has a son, and the borer bears it. He is the borer's son." Su Lin murmured. From a perspective perspective, Fang Zongyu is already a group of extremely sharp black lines. This was the first time Su Lin was attacked by a Golden Core cultivator. The feeling was completely different from the last time he faced the fully formed Nan Zhixian. If Nan Zhixian killed himself with weird magic and conspiracy, then the sense of oppression that Fang Zongyu brought to Su Lin at this moment was that of pure power. Whether it was speed or strength, the blow just now reached an exaggerated level. Is this the strength of Jin Dan? Su Lin's five senses collected drastic changes in the outside world, and his thoughts were as fast as lightning. He felt that the passage of time in the real world had obviously begun to slow down with his rapid thinking, but Fang Zongyu's stab with the knife was still as dazzling as lightning. Although I can rely on my magical talent to complete tactical arrangements in a split second even when I clearly can't react, such as deciding to use dead force, but giving up in an instant. But Su Lin was still just practicing Qi, and the opponent was Jin Dan - there was no chance of winning this battle from the beginning. But... Just because there is no chance of winning, doesn't mean there is no chance. Su Lin narrowed his eyes slightly, his eyes were like ice, and he stared at Fang Zongyu...'S chin. This is the Ant Immortal Sect. An obsessed and out-of-control disciple is like a cancer cell to the ant colony. As long as you persist a little longer and make more noise, everyone will come to "save" you in no time. The only small problem is that Fang Zongyu knows his plan. If this guy said something random before he was killed, all the preparations Su Lin had made so hard would be in vain, and there would be no second chance! Then, just cut off his chin. Change a smaller goal. Thinking seems to take a long time, but as Tianzun said - no matter how fast he is, it cannot be faster than the speed of thinking and consciousness. Su Lin made a decision. "I'm sorry, senior brother." My feet jumped lightly, and the skin all over my body turned a shocking red. My heartbeat was like a drum. The violently contracting atrium pumped plasma in and out, my blood vessels were stretched desperately, and fat and reducing sugar began to burn violently... But not chemically. Everything is made of material threads, and Su Lin is disintegrating at this moment. The bones and muscles were torn into countless fine line segments and merged into other parts of the body, one after another, until... Su Lin's entire body turned into a cluster of fine black lines. Power has never been so easily controlled. The disintegrating lines carry the original existing power, muscles, blood, bones... Flowing and extending freely in all parts of the body. With just a thought, these lines were accurately transported to key parts by Su Lin, turning into majestic power that far exceeded physiological limits. He raised his fist and clenched it slightly. Amidst the crackling sounds of joints, messy short black threads escaped from between the fingers. Transpiration of white gas rises from the surface of the body, and the body is like a red furnace. The clearly audible heartbeat is like dry firewood that is constantly exploding in the furnace. With every disturbance, countless short material threads dance crazily around Su Lin. Not only the magical power of destroying the front, but also the blood-burning skill! This power refined with flesh and life filled the whole body, as if a bomb about to explode was stuffed into the soft body. Su Lin understands why the Burning Blood Technique has the word "burn". When this technique is used at full strength, it really seems to be burning. Zhu Xiansi's Burning Blood Technique allows him to continue burning his body just by distracting his mind a little. The magical power bestowed by the Heavenly Lord fills every corner of the body with the hot embers from the burning. Tianzun said that now he has the power to instantly kill the foundation. And Lu Zhuyu said that the Burning Blood Technique can enable Qi Practitioners to kill people across borders. So, since I am capable of killing people across borders, after superimposing this technique, I should be able to kill someone in the pill-forming stage, right? Now it's just a piece of gold elixir's chin cut off... "Senior sister! Senior sister! Senior sister!" Fang Zongyu kept shouting loudly like a cicada, and waved the pair of sad moth wings again. Its flesh and blood were like piles of rotten grass. It was finally completely thrown away from the body while moving at high speed, revealing the metallic luster of the bones inside. The hand knife slashed horizontally, and the sharp remaining wind shattered the bookshelf and vases in the room. Su Lin felt that this movement must have alerted the fellow doormen next door. His time is running out!

Seeking for further reading

Can anyone tell me if the male and female protagonists kissed?

The book was actually pretty good, but the grades were a bit miserable. I still feel that this kind of subject matter is too niche. After reading, the author has not written a book. If he still writes a book, you can actually try to integrate some of your inspiration into more popular themes.

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Where is Shennong? Come out and see me!

[Note before reading: 1. This IF line is a modified version by the operator, based on the original original version, so it may be somewhat similar to the current official version; 2. There are certain deviations in the setting of this IF line. For example, Cong Bingqing's setting was originally Killing Fang Zongyu's parents is not clearly stated in the current official version, but this article will follow it; Su Lin's character became lively and cunning, and a lot of funny jokes were added, because the operating officer liked this style of writing; a lot of explanatory content was deleted, and fight scenes and ambiguous scenes were strengthened. 3. This IF line is essentially a fan work and does not represent the author's opinion. ———— When Fang Zongyu knocked on the door of Su Lin's cave, Su Lin was just fixing the key in the casting to ensure that the mold was accurate and would not be damaged by small movements. The key that reveals its true form is very complicated. There are densely packed small iron pillars extending from the cylinder, some of which are even curved and engraved with runes. No one can imagine what kind of strange lock requires this kind of key to open. "Senior brother, you are here? How are you? Did you succeed?" Su Lin pretended to be warm and welcomed Fang Zongyu into the cave, but he immediately realized that something was wrong. Fang Zongyu's speed seems to have become faster? He looked down calmly and found that the other party's originally bloated legs had changed and became slimmer. The originally fat trouser legs were swaying on the thinned calves, looking very funny. But this is obviously not because Fang Zongyu's elixir was cut off. Could it be that he suddenly entered the Tibetan Realm in just one night? Something seems wrong. Fang Zongyu sat down opposite Su Lin expressionlessly and said: "Turn left three and a half times, and do one small week of exercise. Then turn right two times, and do one small week of exercise. Then turn right three and a half times, and do one small week of exercise." "No more?" Su Lin looked at the other party. Fang Zongyu nodded, looking a little absent-minded. Su Lin looked at him and seemed a little confused. There were still blood stains on his sleeves and corners of his mouth, and the clothes on his chest and back were soaked with sweat. It was obvious that something had happened. After talking about how to turn the key, Su Lin and this obsessed senior brother no longer had any need to interact. Even if Fang Zongyu offered to help him escape from the Ant Fairy Gate, Su Lin would find a way to get through. After all, the fewer people know about the real escape plan, the better. However... After Fang Zongyu sat down, he had no intention of getting up and leaving, nor was he eager to talk to Su Lin. Instead, his brows gradually furrowed, but there was no expression at the corners of his mouth. "Senior Brother Fang, what's wrong? What happened? Was it seen by others?" Su Lin kept asking while quietly putting away the key rack on the table. After waiting for another moment, Su Lin heard Fang Zongyu say slowly: "I don't know what's going on." His voice was so hoarse that Su Lin almost didn't recognize it was his voice. "Oh? Senior brother, can you tell me in detail? Let's see if junior brother can give you the details." Su Lin said and began to back away carefully. "I heard, many voices." "What was it?" "My voice." "Your voice?" "My voice." Fang Zongyu repeated it again, then bent down suddenly, held his head with both hands, and tore his hair fiercely. "They are in my head!" "It's so noisy!" Su Lin's eyelids twitched and he took another half step back. "Senior Brother Fang, thank you for finding a solution for me. I will leave the Ant Fairy Sect soon. I wish you and Senior Sister Cong are well. I think you, Senior Brother Fang, are also a little injured. Go back and rest quickly. Thank you for your hard work." He blessed in the most sincere tone possible, trying to stabilize this senior brother who seemed to be even more obsessed. But "Senior Sister Cong" who had always tried her best in the past had the opposite effect this time. Fang Zongyu suddenly raised his head, his eyes lifeless. "Senior Sister Cong?" He said softly, with a strangely raised tone. "Senior sister!" He suddenly stood up and cheered loudly. "My enemy, Senior Sister Cong." He suddenly covered his face and cried again. Su Lin was already a little dumbfounded. "Junior Brother Su, do you know how much I love Senior Sister?" Fang Zongyu squatted on the ground, burying his head in his arms, and murmured. He did not wait for Su Lin to respond, so he continued on by himself: "When I was six years old, my senior sister took me to practice the Ant Immortal Kung Fu and explained the Kung Fu files to me. During the break, she would play with me, Swinging. Every time I go out, she will bring me some fun toys. I like it the most. At eight years old, my senior sister can't hold me anymore. You can hug her instead. I listened to her words, studied hard, and moved into the inner courtyard. As a result, the number of meetings with my senior sister became less. I listened carefully to every lecture she gave me. When you grow up, you can practice dual cultivation with your senior sister! She said this, Master said this, Ant Immortal Gong said this, and He also said this to me. Why is it different? Lie to me? Did I do something wrong? No, it's not me, it's the world! It's the Master who's ignorant and blind! Come a little later, senior sister will not be snatched away by you! Also... It is her fault! If she hadn't brought me to the Ant Immortal Sect to cultivate immortality, I wouldn't have fallen in love with her! She was so good to me, I wouldn't have fallen in love with her! If she and Master hadn't killed all my family, I wouldn't have fallen in love with her! Why do you want me to remember it? I have forgotten all the magic!" Su Lin was shocked: "I..." "I remember her fragrance since I was six years old." Fang Zongyu reached out and touched the invisible face in the air. "It was this kind of fragrance when she broke my parents' hands and feet." "Even my mother was full of this kind of fragrance." "She said that this is the fragrance of family." "Family members want to love each other and stay together." He smelled a lot. Cong Bingqing uses the perfume specially made from herbs every day. The slightly salty smell of sweat left behind after strenuous exercise. And the slightly greasy and sweet lipstick fragrance. The strong smell clung to every corner of Su Lin's clothes, as well as his hands, face, and neck! Every visible part of his body was covered in her body fragrance! Even Su Lin's lips... And even the gaps between the teeth in his mouth exude the smell of senior sister! Fang Zongyu suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Su Lin, his facial muscles becoming twisted and hideous. Su Lin saw that the other party's eyeballs, which were originally bloodshot, suddenly turned as pure black as the night, exuding an obsidian-like luster, like the eyes of some kind of insect. At this moment, the two lost any verbal communication, but they both determined what to do next in an instant. Su Lin felt that this moment was probably the moment when he had the most tacit understanding with this crazy senior brother. The sequelae of my deep experience of supernatural powers, like floaters, gave me the most serious warning at this moment. He saw lines of matter in the air that were violently deformed in an instant.

[Note before reading: 1. This IF line is a modified version by the operator, based on the original original version, so it may be somewhat similar to the current official version. 2. There are certain deviations in the setting of this IF line. For example, Cong Bingqing's setting was originally to kill Fang Zongyu's parents. This is not clearly stated in the current official version, but this article will still use it; Su Lin's character became lively and cunning, and many funny jokes were added, just because the operation officer liked it; a lot of explanatory content was deleted, and the fight scenes and ambiguous scenes were strengthened. 3. This IF line is essentially a fan work and does not represent the author's opinion. —— Su Lin stayed in his courtyard until late at night. After confirming that Cong Bingqing would not attack him at night, he quietly slipped out of the door. At the third watch, the Ant Fairy Gate was silent. The main spiral path on the cave wall was empty, except for a few people patrolling and keeping vigil at the top circle. Su Lin went down to the 18th floor in the dark and searched the caves one by one, finally finding the door of Fang Zongyu Cave. Su Lin stroked his fingers back and forth on the door number. After confirming his name, he gently knocked on the door. There were footsteps inside, and soon, the door opened, and light came out from the cave. Fang Zongyu stood at the door. When he saw that the visitor was Su Lin, his expression suddenly changed. In an instant, Su Lin saw a very wonderful emotional transformation on the other person's face. Surprise, humiliation, confusion, anger, complex emotions were flowing in his eyes, and Su Lin rushed to salute and say hello: "Senior Brother Fang, I'm really sorry for bothering you late at night." Fang Zongyu took a deep look at Su Lin and said warily: "Junior Brother Su is looking for me, what's the matter?" "It's about Senior Sister Cong. Senior Brother, can you let me come in and talk in detail?" Su Lin said. Fang Zongyu hesitated for a moment, then turned sideways to make way for Su Lin to enter the house. As a true disciple, Fang Zongyu's residence is as spacious as Cong Bingqing's, with a courtyard and a study room. He led Su Lin to the study room and sat down, walked around to the desk, stood up and wrote, pretending to be nonchalant and asked: "Excuse me, Junior Brother Su, to make a long story short, I have to practice later." Su Lin nodded slightly, and went straight to the topic without taking any detours. "Junior Brother, I have a favor. I hope to ask Senior Brother for help. If Senior Brother can help me, then I will immediately stay away from Senior Sister Cong and fulfill the good wishes of Senior Brother and Senior Sister! And I can also get what I want and return to the countryside!" Fang Zongyu paused with the brush in his hand and directly wrote the word "Tai" as "dog". He looked up at Su Lin in shock, his eyes full of disbelief. "What did you just say?" He seemed to want to confirm again whether he heard correctly. Su Lin nodded slowly: "Senior Brother, you heard me right. Although I am the Holy Son chosen by Tianzun, these days, I really have no intention of cultivating immortality. To be honest with Senior Brother, at this moment, my hometown village is being held hostage by a Nascent Soul monster, and I must save those folks. Senior Brother, you may It is said that my ordinary heart is not over, but this is probably the cause and effect that I have to face. Rather than cultivating immortality in the Ant Immortal Sect and being the holy son of Lao Shizi, I would rather save those relatives, friends and uncles I have known for many years, my grandfather, sister, and Faxiao!" The holy son no longer wants to be a holy son, and Fang Zongyu was confused by the amount of information. He frowned and said: "Rescue people? Why don't you ask the Master? Master will always agree to this request of you, the Holy Son, right?" Su Lin sighed: "So that Senior Brother will know that the condition offered by the Yuanying old monster is a special treasure. Originally, it was The heirloom of my Su family. After joining the Ant Fairy Sect, I presented the treasure to the Master and begged him to seek justice for me. The Master agreed at the time, but after accepting the treasure, he did not mention the matter again for several days. I went to ask, but the Master also made excuses. , The implication is that he is reluctant to part with my family's heirloom and is unwilling to help me save people again!" Fang Zongyu hesitated: "If it is really a treasure, it's understandable that Master doesn't want to use it to save those mortals. After all, our Ant Immortal Sect is a family. Your so-called relatives and friends are just..." "Senior Brother Fang!" Su Lin interrupted the other party with a loud shout, suddenly stood up and put his hands on the desk, leaned forward and approached the startled Fang Zongyu, staring into his eyes. "Senior Brother, we are actually the same kind of people!" Su Lin said in a sincere voice: "Senior Brother Fang, you are obviously a native disciple of the Ant Immortal Sect. You have worked hard and diligently all your life, and you have devoted so much to the Ant Immortal Sect, but you are not even allowed by Master to accompany you, Senior Sister Cong, who is closest to you; And I worry about mine. Folks, I have already presented my most precious heirloom to the sect and brought news about the Heavenly Lord to my master, but he is too lazy to do such a small thing as helping me save a few mortals. Senior brother, ask yourself, is this Ant Immortal Sect really our home? " Fang Zongyu opened his mouth slightly and stayed there, a confused will gradually appeared in his eyes. "No," he shook his head slightly, "No... The Ant Fairy Sect is my home, and I shouldn't have any grudges against the master. I've gone crazy, and I have to reflect... You have a problem, how could you be doing it for some mortal fellow countryman, you must have other purposes! You are tricking me!!" Fang Zongyu shook his head repeatedly, and even began to back away. He spoke righteous words, but his tone became increasingly unconfident. As soon as Su Lin saw his evasive eyes, he knew that he had made the right bet. This Fang Zongyu is indeed mentally abnormal - compared to other "normal" disciples of the Ant Immortal Sect. Su Lin decided to add another fire. He walked directly around the desk, went up and pressed Fang Zongyu's shoulders. Fang Zongyu looked confused and did not resist. In the end, Su Lin forced him to look at him. "Senior brother, I have already thought about it. As long as you help me get back that heirloom, I will immediately leave the Ant Fairy Gate to save my folks. I succeeded, so I lived in seclusion in the countryside and stopped asking about cultivating immortals. If I die, it is my own fault and has nothing to do with senior brother. Regardless of the outcome, senior brother can continue to be with senior sister Cong, and nothing can hinder you anymore! "Brother, why do you want to deceive your heart? Think about it, who has been with Senior Sister Cong the longest? "Senior brother, don't you love Senior Sister Cong? "Senior brother, loving someone is not a fault, it is the world that is wrong! "In this world, I am the only one who can understand you. We are the kind of people who understand each other!" Su Lin finished speaking emotionally, with a flawless expression on his face. Only the fingers holding Fang Zongyu's shoulders twitched slightly in disgust. Fortunately, Fang Zongyu seemed to be completely shocked by him and didn't notice anything was wrong. Su Lin breathed a sigh of relief and carefully let go of his hand. However, at this moment, Fang Zongyu suddenly said: "You lied to me. You are not doing it for those folks." Su Lin's smiling face froze. "How can a mere mortal be worth caring about?" Fang Zongyu stared at Su Lin seriously, "You said that we are the same kind of people, so the only truth is..." "There is a senior sister you love among those fellow villagers, no, girl!" Su Lin: "..." "So you also want to save the one you love!" Fang Zongyu excitedly held Su Lin's hand and pulled it. She asked him to sit back on the chair, "So you can understand me, right?!" "Ah... Right!" "Loving someone is not a fault, it is the world that is wrong. You said it so well, junior brother!" "Ah... It was Tianzun who taught me well." "So I'm not obsessed, right? I'm not crazy, right?" He stared at Su Lin and expected. "Yes!" Hearing this decisive answer, Fang Zongyu was relieved and let out a sigh of relief. Su Lin also took the opportunity to withdraw the hand held by Fang Zongyu. "Junior brother, actually I have heard about the heirloom you mentioned. Master has been going to the treasure house frequently in recent days. As expected, that thing is placed in the sect's treasure house. Is it a black iron block?" "That's right!" Su Lin hurriedly pretended to be surprised, "Senior brother, do you mean you are willing to help me?" Fang Zongyu did not hesitate and nodded vigorously. Thinking that he could be with Cong Bingqing again, Fang Zongyu could hardly control himself. In just half a stick of incense, his hostility towards Su Lin had completely dissipated. "But this matter must be considered in the long run. If it is discovered..." Fang Zongyu hesitated to speak. Su Lin saw through Fang Zongyu's thoughts at a glance and said immediately: "I have made arrangements for my escape. I told Tianzun in my dream that she will arrange for people from other sects to pick me up. Senior brother, you only need to help me get the iron pieces." "Junior brother Su, do you want to join other sects?" Su Lin smiled slightly: "Unknown. It's just a small sect passed down, but the skills of Tibetan people are indeed first-rate. Senior brother, there is no need to worry. After I finish my work, I will live there with my fellow villagers... And my lover. I am not afraid that Master will come to look for me. "If Master continues to embarrass you and Senior Sister, Senior Brother can come and stay with Senior Sister. Although our place is small, we can afford food and clothing for two people." When the time comes, wouldn't it be wonderful for senior brothers and sisters to live in a corner and join the road to immortality together? " Su Lin opened his mouth to lie, and Fang Zongyu's eyes lit up a little more when he said it. There were obviously many loopholes in this plan, but Fang Zongyu looked convinced at this moment. "Junior brother, the most I can do is help you open the door to the treasure house, but I can't help you with what happens next. " " Being able to do this is enough. Senior brother, are you sure that the iron block is in the treasure house? " "The treasures in the sect, all the mysterious magic weapons that can only be used in the Nascent Soul stage, are placed in the treasure house, which is the safest place in the sect. Last time when I was on duty at the treasure house, I saw Master entering holding a black iron block. If nothing unexpected happened, it should be your family heirloom. " "A place like that should be tightly guarded, right? Senior brother, do you have a way to get in? " "It is said to be strict, but it cannot be compared with other sects. Our Ant Immortal Sect is united and there is no possibility of internal thieves. Therefore, the head of the treasury only has one level of prohibition on the door. Only the disciples of the sect can activate it by performing the ant immortal skill that reaches the required level, and then insert a key with a special inscription and turn it in a certain order to open the treasure trove door. However, the order of this rotation changes over time, and the key is kept by the true disciples in turn. Whoever is guarding each tenday will hold it. The disciple who is on duty for that tenday needs to calculate the rotation method for this tenday according to the prohibition, so that the key is valid. This ten-month period is being guarded by Senior Sister Cong, so the key is naturally with Senior Sister. If you can find a way to steal the key from Senior Sister, I can help you calculate the solution to the prohibition and open the door to the treasure house! " Su Lin nodded calmly. The harvest of this trip was greater than he imagined. Not only did he win over Fang Zongyu as an "ally", he also learned the storage location of the iron blocks so quickly. However, although the method of opening this treasure house seems simple, it is foolproof. Because only those who have practiced the Ant Immortal Art at a higher level can open the door with a key, and except for Fang Zongyu, who is suspected of being possessed, all the disciples of the Ant Immortal Sect who have practiced the Ant Immortal Art to the highest level are loyal to the sect and will never betray, while the junior disciples who may still have their own will and have only practiced a few levels of it will never betray. , But have no strength to open this restriction. Wait, so it seems that becoming obsessed is also a way to get rid of the ant immortal skill? Su Lin glanced at Fang Zongyu, who was already spinning in the study room, and thought to himself Also, Su Lin. I don't think the leader who set the restriction has considered the possibility of the disciple going crazy and forcing the door open. Su Lin is very suspicious that Fang Zongyu has lost the qualification to open the door now. "Senior Brother Fang, are you sure you can still open the door now? "Su Lin hesitated and asked. "Why did junior brother say this? "Fang Zongyu frowned. "I'm just confirming," Su Lin insisted. Seeing that Fang Zongyu seemed to have some bad associations, he added: "This is related to whether the plan to help you and your senior sister can be successfully implemented. " "Okay..." Fang Zongyu said slowly, "I was responsible for guarding the last round. I can open it, but it seems a little strange somewhere... But it's not a big problem..." Su Lin nodded, feeling a little relieved: "Okay, after my support outside is in place in three days, we will start taking action immediately. " Hearing this, Fang Zongyu's face changed instantly, and he said in a deep voice: "No! It will be the next person's turn to guard the office the day after tomorrow. Now you may be able to steal the key from the senior sister. What will happen after the replacement! " The truth is right, but why do you always feel weird when you say this? But Su Lin still thought about it seriously, and his eyebrows were knitted together. Accidents happen frequently, and small problems come one after another. Fang Zongyu was silent for a while, and suddenly said: "You can also rub the key, but the treasure house key does not have its true form in normal times. It just looks like an ordinary iron bar. It must be coordinated with the operation of the restriction circle at that time and stimulated with a specific luck route to show its true form. I will teach you how to activate the key this ten days. You go to Senior Sister Cong's place. After activating the key, make a rubbing of the key's true shape. I will also find an opportunity to go to the treasure house and calculate the key rotation method for this ten days based on the rotation method of the forbidden circle. When I come back, you can use the rubbing key and cooperate with the key rotation method I calculated for this ten days, and you can enter and exit the treasure house at any time. " Su Lin thought for a moment and said in a deep voice: "Without further delay, how about tomorrow night? " "Since junior brother you have made up your mind, let's do it tomorrow night! " Su Lin nodded, stood up and was about to leave. When he reached the door of the study, he stopped again and reminded: "Senior brother, be careful in everything. You are not stable. I am worried that the magic circle in the treasure house will affect you. " Fang Zongyu was stunned for a moment. Apparently he didn't expect that Su Lin would care about him. He twitched the corners of his mouth and said with a smile: "It's not in the way. I'm just a little tired at most, and everything will be fine. "

This world needs genetic locks

What a pity, what a pity. I really think the author's writing is very exciting and beautiful. It's a pity that the middle path has collapsed. I will continue to support the new book. Come on, author.

[Note before reading: 1. This IF line is a modified version by the operator, based on the original original version, so it may be somewhat similar to the current official version. 2. There are certain deviations in the settings of this IF line. For example, Cong Bingqing's setting was originally to kill Fang Zongyu's parents. This is not clearly stated in the current official version, but this article will still use it; Su Lin's character became lively and cunning, and many funny jokes were added because the operation officer liked this style of writing; a lot of explanatory content was deleted, and fight scenes and ambiguous scenes were strengthened. 3. This IF line is essentially a fan work and does not represent the author's opinion. —————— The speed of Fang Zongyu's mutation was as exaggerated as the speed of Su Lin's blood-burning technique. Just by breaking the distance of a desk, Su Lin could no longer see any trace of "humanity" in this huge insect. He jumped sideways again. With the blessing of Burning Blood Technique, Su Lin's reaction was finally able to keep up with Fang Zongyu's speed. The extremely keen five senses brought him further sensory experience. He even seemed to be able to feel the mood of the mutant insect man at the moment... Pain, attachment, hatred... Su Lin could feel the other party's emotions for some reason. This wonderful experience was difficult to describe in words, but he seemed to understand Fang Zongyu's strong murderous intention towards him in this brief moment, so that he felt a strange sympathy. Strong love and desperate hatred, can they coexist? How strange... Is this another evolution of the senses? Su Lin suppressed his chaotic emotions and leaned down to avoid the horizontal slash of the opponent's knife. The insect man let out a scream that went straight through his brain. He reversed his joints and thrust the knife back, but Su Lin slipped and dodged it again. It was visibly getting more and more angry. "Why are you hiding! Why are you hiding!" "You are obviously not as good as me! You are obviously not as good as me!" With the scream, the insect man drew a dazzling arc at extremely fast speeds, sweeping past like a top, directly smashing a beam and most of the floor tiles. The whole cave house shook, but it did not collapse. The rising dust covered the insect man's figure, and then the oil lamp was extinguished, and everything fell into darkness. But in the black and white vision of Su Lin's material line, the other party was still as dazzling as a firefly in the dark night - dazzlingly black. "Ahem, good guy, is the density of this monster's body so high?" Su Lin coughed and stepped back some distance again, sliding his fingers across the scratches on his abdomen, forcing the material threads to close to stop the bleeding. Although he had just successfully dodged the Insect Man's three-and-a-half-turn Thomas Spin, he was still scratched by the air it drove—or rather, the material line solidified by the air. This title is a bit funny, but it fits Su Lin's mood at the moment: he has found the opponent's weakness. This guy is so powerful because of his pure and powerful body. Its fighting skills are extremely simple and unsophisticated. It fights entirely based on instinct. It cannot be said that there is almost no arrangement of fine movements, but no arrangement at all. In contrast, Su Lin had practiced Rigid Body Technique, and his control over every muscle fiber in his body had reached the ultimate level of his current state. He had also experienced many life-and-death battles, and could make sophisticated responses based on experience without thinking. It seems that the closure of the Ant Immortal Sect and the rapid progress of the Ant Immortal Kung Fu have left the disciples in the sect without much practical experience at all, and they all rely on their realm to crush them. Compared with Su Lin, Fang Zongyu in the Jindan stage was powerful, but weak. He was like a child wielding a peerless blade and waving it around. Two of the three points of his strength were used in vain, which was extremely wasteful. "I'm so envious..." Su Lin sighed, took back his steps, faced the opponent's approaching blade for the first time, and began to counterattack! Zheng! Su Lin ducked, caught the moment when the two of them met, and swung out a hand knife! The majestic material flow instantly gathered and wrapped around the entire arm, turning it into a flexible whip during the swing. After three knots of force, the strength of the "soft whip" even broke through the air, emitting a small sonic boom! The insect man reacted quickly, and the extra limb on his chest quickly moved up to block Su Lin's "soft whip" - obviously it made a mistake. The "soft whip" used the fulcrum of its secondary limbs to accelerate and spin again, striking straight at the insect man's jaw, which was almost a mouthpart. And at the moment when it was about to hit, the flowing material threads solidified instantly, the joints and muscles were all locked, and the "soft whip" turned into a hard iron rod. "You obviously..." "The first knife!" A dull and short impact sounded, and Su Lin's palm and the insect man's chin closed at the touch, blocking the second half of the other party's sentence. The dullness is the sound of the parts turning into flesh after the collision, and the plasma is filled with its shiny black chitin shell. Su Lin groaned, and immediately used his strength to fly into the air again, away from the insect man. His full-force blow, accelerated four times, seemed to have struck an indestructible diamond. The flesh and blood of his palm was shattered by the terrifying force of the shock. Blood spurted out directly from the cracked muscle tissue, and the skin was chapped in large areas. The pain failed to stop Su Lin's thinking, but made him think more clearly. He could see all the details of the outside world and the world inside his body. This ineffective first blow made him realize once again the gap between the enemy and ourselves. However, although the opponent's jaw bone was hard, the blow just now did loosen it. It may not be possible to break it, but it is possible to break the connection! "Kill you! Give me back my senior sister! Senior sister!! Senior sister!!!" Fang Zongyu's words were so fast that they almost overlapped, and the syllables melted together, making the harshness even higher. The insect man aimed at Su Lin who was in mid-air and kicked his leg upwards. The wind picked up solidified into a sharp blade and stabbed directly into Su Lin's crotch. Su Lin didn't have time to stop the bleeding with his right hand, so he stretched out his intact left hand to hook the crumbling bookshelf beside him, and flipped his waist and abdomen to the ground; the wind blade barely brushed against his feet. But instead of lying down, he turned his head and feet upside down in an extremely unstable posture and stood on one hand. This posture should not be able to fully exert force, but Su Lin is a person who can stand on his head with one finger for an hour without moving at all. With the help of material threads, every muscle in his body can be used to the extreme. "Second strike!" He supported the ground with three fingers, twisted around, and struck the insect man's ear with his heel. The chattering word "senior sister" finally disappeared in his ear. "Third kick!" After an all-out handstand roundhouse kick, Su Lin used a posture that broke through the limits of a gymnast. He first kicked the opponent's secondary limb with one foot, and then used the force of body rotation to hit the opponent's jaw joint hard with a side knee from the bottom up. The faint sound of broken muscles and bones came from the insect man's mouth, and half of the chitinized jaw fragments flew out, dragging out a long stream of unknown viscous liquid. "Gah... Ahhhhh!!!" It is completely speechless now. The strategic victory in exchange for burning longevity energy, although costly, seems easy. Su Lin took a deep breath and stepped on Fang Zongyu's head to do a backflip. Then, in mid-air, he saw a bulge slowly squirming under the insect man's thigh. Like a squirrel climbing a tree, it quickly jumped from the thigh to the chest, then flew down the neck to the face: it was a ball of flesh. It finally stayed on the insect man's hard black forehead, and then slowly sank deep into the skull. Su Lin frowned, and an extremely bad feeling arose spontaneously. The surrounding material lines in his field of vision began to tremble inexplicably and violently. He was surprised to find that the time he stayed in the air was surprisingly long! "What-what-!" Su Lin said. He heard his voice draw out a long tail note. The movement of speaking with his mouth had obviously been completed, but the transmission of sound waves in the air seemed to have stopped. A strange force is affecting the entire space! The insect man suddenly stopped moving. It stopped its flailing limbs and straightened its body. The two pure black round eyes in the eye sockets protruded, almost squeezed out of the sockets. However, this was not Su Lin's illusion. The next second, the two eyeballs really fell out, hung by two long pink tendons, hanging on his face, flickering. The empty eye sockets that had lost their eyeballs were blinking, as if they could still see the things in front of them. "Eeeeeeeeeeeee~~Aunt Wuwu~" Fang Zongyu used his dislocated mouth to make a sound, and the weird sound was squeezed out of his chest, with a long tail. It suddenly raised the corners of its mouth, showing a happy smile, then shook its head and raised its two bright black eyes. Two round black beads, pulled by two pink "flesh-red ropes", kept swinging left and right, like rattles that children often play with, hitting the forehead and back of the head back and forth, making a hollow sound of "dong dong dong, dong dong dong", as if there was no brain in its skull, and it was empty. The pair of ugly yellow wings spread out, as if someone had reached out and held the toy and was playing with it. "Damn it! What the hell?!" Su Lin stared and cursed angrily. This disgusting face and the noise that constantly hit his brain made Su Lin feel physically sick. As soon as his feet landed on the ground, he exerted force again, trying to speed up his evacuation from the scene. He kept retreating six feet away, and then stopped, but it was Su Lin who stopped on his own initiative. His skin was torn apart for no reason. Except for his right hand and left shoulder, which had been forcibly stopped bleeding with material threads, blood beads flew out of the rest of his body from tiny cuts and floated in the air - no, they were cut into fluffy blood mist by invisible threads. The moment he stepped back, it was as if countless invisible steel wires and silver needles were cutting him. The same is true for Su Lin's eyes. The world where he could barely see some firelight suddenly fell into boundless darkness. The vision he had as an ordinary person has been completely lost... He is blind! But fortunately, his senses for seeing material lines were not deprived. Su Lin concentrated all his energy on observing the slow-flowing material lines in the world, and finally understood where the damage came from. The change speed of material lines in space has slowed down. When I move my body at high speed, the material lines that can be gently brushed away by my skin are affected by strange rules, at the cost of breaking all the body tissues, including eyeballs, eyelashes, and everything in contact with the outside world. This is a "field", a "field" where the material lines are completely controlled by the enemy. Dong dong dong, dong dong dong! As the insect man shook the rattle on his head, the surrounding lines became more concise, and the slowly squirming appearance looked like a ball of hair soaked in glue. Su Lin was slightly stunned. He suddenly realized that the opponent was a golden elixir, and his physical strength was far better than his own using the Burning Blood Technique. However, his physical skills were so poor, indicating that the opponent was not a physical practitioner. Since it is not physical cultivation, it is Dharma cultivation. This is its additional method! But it doesn't matter, Su Lin's goal has been achieved, and the noise outside the cave is getting closer and closer. Rescue has arrived!

What a shame, I really liked this book

Damn, it's all free! But it doesn't affect my subscription.