I am your natural enemy

The turtle demon, who was preparing to brush merits in the peak season and not let anyone accidentally drown in the river and destroy its safety record, was assigned a new job by King Guilong to call Wen Yan.

The call was connected, but the prompt was temporarily unavailable. The turtle demon tried several times, but still failed. When he was about to go back to report, the phone rang, and the caller ID was Feng Yao.

Since a few days ago, he found that someone was very smart and wanted to use Wen Yan's mobile phone to determine whether Wen Yan was in the world by using the signal.

The black box was allowed to detect related things. This time the number was captured, and it was related to King Guilong, looking for Wen Yan.

The prompt was synchronized to Feng Yao. After all, Feng Yao was in Nanwu County, and he had participated in and contacted related events and people. Recently, charging King Guilong, repairing tablets, changing resources, etc., were actually all done by Feng Yao.

Now that he got the prompt from King Guilong, Wen Yan didn't come back, of course he hurried to call back to ask about the situation.

Many places in Nanwu County and Luoyue County are experiencing heavy rains, and some places have reached the red warning level, but this season is not actually the flood season in Nanwu County.

The Lieyang Department of Nanwu County is well prepared. If it is normal and there is no problem with the West River, then forget it.

If there is really too much rainfall in a short period of time, the rainfall in Luoyue County will be superimposed along the West River all the way to Nanwu County. If there is a problem and the conventional methods can't withstand it, you can try to ask King Guilong for help. Of course, you should try it.

You can't risk your life when there is obviously another way to try, right?

Originally, Wen Yan was not there, so he was going to find a reason to go to King Guilong, for example, to exchange some good resources for King Guilong.

I dare not give too deep things, but it is something that everyone knows, or it is an animation, so it doesn't matter if you show it.

No matter how good King Guilong is, he can't replace the monster who was beaten when watching the animation of Journey to the West, right?

Now that we have some friendship, we can communicate with each other and give him a heads up in advance. If he needs help, it will be easier to talk to him if he wants to ask King Guilong for help.

The call was connected and it was answered by the turtle demon. After asking, it was King Guilong who suddenly summoned it and asked it to ask Wen Yan. The turtle demon didn't know what was going on.

Feng Yao thought about it and said that he would be there soon.

In any case, it was the most appropriate for him to go at this time. Others didn't need to think about the results of the communication because there would be no communication at all.

Wen Yan didn't know what happened either. I heard that he went to a certain field. There was no specific information for non-related participants, and Feng Yao didn't feel embarrassed to ask more clearly.

He could feel that the matter should be very important. The headquarters had already given him a vaccination and asked him to coordinate at any time. He now lives in the unit.

Feng Yao didn't drive this time. It was too far. He had to go to Luoyue County. It would be dawn when he drove there.

According to the regulations, he called a helicopter. After completing the report, he set off directly and headed straight for the tributary where King Guilong was.

On the other side, Kun Dao, who had just completed today's task, had returned to the hotel and recorded his feelings as soon as possible and uploaded them.

This is not an important matter. There will be no reviewer for the time being, and this kind of thing cannot be reviewed.

There are specialties in different professions, and there are huge differences between different talismans.

On the other side, King Guilong heard the report from the turtle monster and understood that Wen Yan must be busy and not at home.

He has now completely calmed down and continued to watch cartoons. Watching movies recently is still good. He has only watched it three times, and what he has learned can allow him to think calmly at critical moments.

If you are calm, can think, and communicate more, many bad things can be avoided.

King Guilong continued to wait here, without any reaction.

Anyway, it is not his turn to do anything, and there are plenty of people who can solve the problem.

The robed man waited for a long time and finally got the opportunity, but he didn't know that the Lieyang tribe had not found any abnormalities so far.

The first step of what he was going to do was ruined by the Meteorological Bureau, which he might not have even heard of...

Originally, the weather that he had waited for half a year, if it converged, at least in a very short time, it would bring a super-torrential rain that occurs once in a thousand years to the eastern part of Luoyue County and the western part of Nanwu County.

At that time, the converged water flow would not be guided by King Guilong because the range was too large. King Guilong was not the Dragon King of Xijiang River, nor the Dragon King of the entire river basin, and his strength was far from that level.

He did not want to try King Guilong, but wanted to confirm whether there were any other awakened things in Nanwu County, such as the four people of King Guilong's generation.

The plan was strangled before it even started, and the first step was not tested.

There was no need to think about the goals to be achieved later.

The man in the long robe looked at the map and knew that he could not do anything else here, so he gave up decisively.

Now there is good news. Wen Yan's way was blocked, he encountered heaven's punishment, and was forcibly dragged into the old dream. He has not been seen until now. Maybe something unexpected has happened.

Staying in the old dream for such a long time is not good.

The man in the robe thought for a while and thought it would be better to confirm it.

He opened the door, went outside, stood in the rain, closed his eyes, and the rain spread to the outside, and his consciousness was also immersed in it.

In an instant, in many old dreams, as long as there was rain, his consciousness would stay there for a moment.

He also searched the old dream that Ye Er would go to, and other places where he might have contact, but he didn't find any trace of Ye Er.

Ye Er was dead, there was no suspense about that, and the man in the long robe was not surprised.

That man was too extreme, lacked reason, and was lost.

After a moment of hesitation, he continued to try to see if he could sense Wen Yan.

But after half an hour, when he was a little sleepy and his figure began to blur, he still couldn't find anything.

And the news he just received was that Wen Yan didn't come back either.

Did Wen Yan really disappear in the old dream?

Or did he stay there for too long and encounter something too powerful and dangerous?

The man in the long robe didn't believe that Ye Er could really get rid of Wen Yan.

He continued to wait, and after another two hours, he sent a message to Hua Tou and asked, and it was true that he hadn't returned to the world yet. He looked for it again, but still didn't find any trace.

The man in the long robe relaxed now, returned to the room, and continued to fiddle with the broken map.

In the past generations of Lieyang, except for the Thirteenth Ancestor of Buyeo, all died very quickly, and only a few could live for more than a year.

This time is the same.

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In the mist, Wen Yan is still here, with no village in front and no shop behind.

He tried to walk around, first trying his luck, entering an old dream, and then continuing to jump.

But the embarrassing thing is that he walked for a long time and didn't encounter any old dreams. The direction guided in his mind is still the direction of the mountain in his mind.

So, he was not in a hurry. The bag he brought with him was full of high-energy food such as candy. He could be full of energy by sleeping two hours a day. Taking advantage of the suitable venue here, it is not impossible to be a liver emperor here.

He was not very anxious or afraid. He stood in the mist, closed his eyes, and began to practice.

His power followed the gullies of the stone gate in the front, and according to the guidance in his heart, he continued to move forward in the gullies and lines on the door.

On the door burning with flames, the more blazing flame color converged towards the center of the door along the doorposts on both sides.

This time, Wen Yan was well prepared. When he approached the two yellow-skinned reliefs on the door, he slowed down, advanced slowly, and approached slowly.

When he advanced to the position of the relief, he really felt interference.

But this time, it was obvious that the interference was much weaker, and the most important thing was that the spiritual resonance was gone.

The source of this blessing was killed by him, and it could no longer be charged remotely.

Just like the original body and the real body of the yellow-skinned man could charge each other remotely.

Without this, it was difficult, but it was no longer like before, almost unshakable and unbreakable.

Because the flames burning on this door came from Wen Yan's own power.

By blessing Huang Xian'er, he allowed his power to penetrate into it before he rushed in, and merged with this natural chasm.

As long as you know the correct direction and be more cautious, the rest is just a matter of time.

He advanced cautiously, and for the first time, his power extended to the yellow-skinned relief, and he continued to advance along the complex grooves and lines of the relief.

I don't know how long it took, but the entire stone door began to burn with a hint of blood-red flames.

When the last bit of power rushed to the eyes of the yellow-skinned people on the relief at the same time, the yellow-skinned people on the two doors suddenly ignited flames in their eyes, and the reliefs also moved.

Everything on the surface of the huge stone door, the grooves and lines, all began to reorganize.

Wen Yan's mind flashed through his mind. The relief of the yellow-skinned people was gone. Is this going to change?

What will it become?

As his thoughts flashed, the constantly changing reliefs changed rapidly. The two yellow-skinned reliefs with their front legs raised sideways turned into a sparrow cat with a drooping face.

The face on the left half of the door was one color, and the face on the right half of the door was another color, a standard chimeric cat face.

And the bird's body below was obviously a circle larger than the face, and it was obvious that the food was very good.

How did it become a sparrow cat?

Wen Yan was stunned. No, this thing can be customized?

Was the first thing he thought of just now a sparrow cat?

The sparrow cat on the relief had a gloomy face. When all the patterns on the door were changed, its eyes lit up.

At the same time, at Wen Yan's house, the sparrow cat was lying on the sofa, sleeping with its legs spread out. The mobile phone next to it was still playing a loop of how to make Haidai County fried chicken.

The video was teaching how to choose chicken. It was just saying that if you want to pursue the taste, you have to choose a rooster...

The sparrow cat smacked its lips and slept without any vigilance. Suddenly, it seemed to sense something and muttered in its mouth.

"Do you think I am a sparrow or a cat?"

On the other side, Wen Yan was thinking about how to push open the door when he had finished the change and why he hadn't responded yet.

He heard the sparrow cat on the door with a gloomy face, with a light in his eyes, and asked him a question.

"Do you think I am a sparrow or a cat?"

"..."

Wen Yan almost couldn't hold it in. He looked at the sparrow-cat relief and now confirmed that this relief was definitely not just a decoration.

Such a bad and ultimate nitpicker must be a sparrow-cat.

If he dared to answer such a question, he would definitely be dragged into an abyss that he couldn't figure out even at the end of the world.

"Ask me such a question again, I'll beat you up."

Instantly, the sparrow-cat relief stopped talking.

On the other side, the sparrow cat, who was sleeping soundly at home, muttered a little aggrievedly.

"If you don't want to ask, don't ask. Why is it so terrible..."

The sparrow cat turned over, buried his head in the gap of the sofa, and continued to sleep.

On Wen Yan's side, he saw the relief of the bird and cat on the door, and his slumped face immediately became even more slumped. The door slowly opened as the firelight shone.

Suddenly, the light shines.

Wen Yan stood in the fog, and a little flame burst out from his fontanel. In an instant, it shined brightly, and the surrounding fog was forcibly dispersed.

Hundreds of meters away, the insect that I had seen before dragging the dark curtain was illuminated by the sudden strong light without any warning.

Those bugs didn't seem to have thought of this situation. They only reacted and fled when they were illuminated over a large area and began to dissipate in the light.

But it was too late.

The blazing light roared past and swept across a distance of more than ten miles.

In a world with only light, Wen Yan saw that there was nothing around him.

There is only light left, no earth, no sky, there is just a void here.

There was even no air.

The bracelet on Wen Yan's wrist flew out on its own and fell into his mouth and nose, allowing him to maintain a normal breathing state.

The deep sea special effects of Jiehe Shuiguanlu were also activated.

Deep sea: You can rely on your physical body to walk in the 490-meter-deep sea. It can automatically balance the internal and external pressure, and is greatly immune to the damage caused by rapid changes in pressure difference.

The discomfort disappeared in a smooth curve the moment it appeared.

Wen Yan was a little stunned. When there is no air and the atmospheric pressure is directly lost, can this special effect still be used like this? Not quite right?

No, there seems to be nothing wrong with it.

If he remembered correctly, diving sickness is a series of negative reactions caused by staying in the sea at a certain depth for a period of time, floating too fast, and the pressure on the body is drastically reduced.

He now suddenly fell from a place with normal pressure to a place without air.

It is indeed within the scope of the special effects description.

It's still a little uncomfortable, but it's within the tolerance range, and my head is still awake, but my head feels a little swollen, as if I'm standing upside down.

Wen Yan felt it carefully and quickly found the direction.

This time, he finally felt the direction forward.

There are directions everywhere, forward, backward, left and right.

Either direction is correct and you can go home.

He chose a direction at will, and not far after walking out, the blazing light blooming from his body began to shrink. When it shrank to the limit, he took another step and appeared in an old dream.

The moment he entered here, he felt tremendous pressure. The moment he entered, he felt something was being suppressed on his body. The breath here seemed to become thick, so thick that he couldn't breathe.

The mountain-like effect was directly activated and began to bear pressure.

He looked back and saw that he was now on the edge of an old dream. He could leave this old dream by taking a step back.

He looked into the distance and saw isolated peaks standing on the ground in the distance, with a flat river in the middle.

There are many people on each solitary peak, and it can be clearly seen that someone opened a large altar at the top of the solitary peak.

The sky was gloomy, and there was a chilling feeling as black clouds pressed down on the city.

Wen Yan also saw demons, giant beasts that were seven or eight stories high, chariots and chariots, and even some guys who were obviously Taoist priests.

The aura gathered here is too huge. This old dream is obviously not about to reach the end of the Dharma. The level gap is much higher than it is now.

Wen Yan's thoughts flashed and he immediately thought of the key.

It took too long for him to enter his old dream this time.

He has grown so long that he can touch some things that according to his original trajectory and original time, he could not touch at all.

Just as he was about to lift his feet and quickly moisten them, he heard a loud laugh from afar. The sound was like an echo, coming from a very far away place.

"It doesn't matter if I only support the aftershocks of the eight wastes and don't worship the Three Pure Ones. I have gained the immeasurable heavenly deeds. I won't see the land of bones in the blue sky."

Wen Yan heard the familiar keywords, paused for a moment, and stopped.

After the sound came, Wen Yan could even feel that there were a bunch of people and things in the place. The originally solemn atmosphere seemed to have solidified for a moment, and it became even more oppressive in an instant.

"Too arrogant!" There was an old man who was so angry that his face turned red and his body was trembling.

"Buyusan is so outrageous!"

Wen Yan was like a little transparent person, trapped on the edge of his old dream, and he was in no hurry to leave.

He looked into the distance with a shocked expression.

The sun rose from that direction, and its light swept across the sky and the earth. Under the light of the sun, a vague figure was bathed in the light, walking from there step by step.

No need to ask, he already knew who this was.

Wen Yan now understood why people in Fuyu Mountain never reported their family name with a poem number. He had never even seen Fuyu Mountain's poem number in the book given to him by his uncle, the fourth master.

To be honest, he really thought that Fuyu Mountain didn't need this thing. When he wanted to fight, he could just go up with Da Zhan and do it.

Now I understand why. Comparing the poem names of other people in the Three Mountains and Five Sacred Mountains, the poem numbers of Buyeo Mountain are really a bit crazy...

This was not in line with Fuyu Mountain’s subsequent development strategy.

Later, when he was teased that he only relied on warriors, he could still jerk off.

You are right, I am a warrior, I can only use my fists, that's right.

The Thirteenth Ancestor, ordinary disciples of Fuyu Mountain, can't really learn it...

Feeling the increasing pressure, Wen Yan wanted to see what the Thirteenth Ancestor looked like, but he was forced to take a step back by the surging pressure and fell into the fog again.

When he stood firm, he looked up and found that he had fallen directly into the old dream of his aunt.

Wen Yan felt a little regretful. Even if he didn't see what the Thirteenth Ancestor looked like, it would be fine to see what happened later.

This time, he was stuck in the fog with a bug, which delayed him in the old dream for so long. Under normal circumstances, he would probably find it difficult to stay in the old dream for so long.

I don't know when I will see that next time.