Samsara Paradise: Dream Weaver of Connections

"Okay, if you change your mind, Tianxia will always welcome you."

As he said that, Feng Zhenghao took out a secret book bound with thread and handed it to Lin Yi.

[Obtain 'Spirit and General']

[Main quest completed (5/8)]

[Since 'Spirit and General' is a special resource of this world, you get 10% of the world source, and the current world source is 128.7%]

"Uncle Feng, don't let Xingtong continue to practice Spirit and General in the future. Xingtong's willpower is not particularly strong. If he really gets stuck in it, it will be troublesome." Lin Yi said earnestly.

Feng Zhenghao sighed deeply and nodded, "Well, I understand."

Spirit and General is similar to the other eight strange skills, and it also comes with considerable side effects.

Frequent summoning of spirits is a heavy burden on the body and mind of the spirit user.

Long-term over-reliance on the power of spirits will gradually weaken the user's own ability and resistance, and even worse, may lose control of their own consciousness.

For example, Wang Bing of the Wang family, in fact, Wang Bing's nature is not that bad, but because of excessive use of the spirit-binding and general-dispatching technique, he devoured too many spirits, and as a result, the remaining souls of those spirits eroded his spiritual world, causing his current behavior to become a little weird.

Feng Zhenghao used the spirit-binding and general-dispatching technique to understand that other eight strange skills may also have similar problems.

Therefore, he is not so fanatical and obsessed with the pursuit of the eight strange skills.

Three days later, in a bar at night.

Pushing open the heavy wooden door, a breath of alcohol and a faint smell of tobacco hits the face.

Under the dim light, the interior of the bar presents a hazy and warm atmosphere.

On the bar, various bottles of wine are neatly arranged, quietly waiting for tonight's guests.

The bartender skillfully mixes cocktails, and the sound of glasses colliding with each other echoes in the quiet air, adding a touch of mystery and elegance.

The guests sit in groups of three or two on the sofas in the corner or on the high chairs in front of the bar, talking in low voices, and occasionally bursting into relaxed laughter.

Soft jazz music echoed in the bar, adding a bit of romance and comfort to this night.

At the other end of the bar, on a small stage, a jazz band was playing melodious music.

Guests either swayed gently to the music or listened quietly, enjoying this unique tranquility and relaxation.

The waiter Jingye saw the person coming at a glance, and the professional smile on his face froze instantly.

He stared blankly at the Taoist priest in front of him, muttering in his heart: 'A Taoist priest comes to a bar? This is really the first time. '

"This... Taoist priest," Jingye asked tentatively, with a bit of curiosity and confusion in his voice, "I wonder if you need anything here?"

He has been a waiter for so many years, and this is really the first time he has seen a Taoist priest step into a place like a bar.

Taoist Zhang Zhiwei smiled and said to Jingye kindly, "Little donor, you are busy, we are just looking around."

Lin Yi took out five hundred-yuan bills from his pocket and gently placed them on Jingye's tray, "Don't bother, we are just looking for someone. This money is a tip for you."

Under the light, the red hundred-yuan bills shone brightly, as if with a kind of magic.

Jingye's eyes lit up, and the curiosity and confusion in his heart were instantly thrown away.

He nodded and bowed, saying enthusiastically, "Hey, please come in and sit down. If you can't find anyone, just call me when the time comes. I am familiar with this area."

At this moment, all eyes in the bar were focused on Lin Yi and Zhang Zhiwei.

A fat man with a gold chain on his neck kept shaking his hands, obviously extremely panicked.

He originally just wanted to come out to drink some wine to relax, but he didn't expect these two terrifying characters to suddenly appear here.

Realizing that the other party was not friendly, the fat man would not sit still and wait for death.

He instantly overturned the table in front of him and rushed towards the window of the bar, trying to escape from this dangerous place.

In his opinion, as long as he could leave this closed space, he would have the confidence to escape from Zhang Zhiwei's hands. However, just as he was about to touch the window, a golden light appeared on Zhang Zhiwei's body.

The next second, the fat man seemed to have suffered a heavy blow from some mysterious force and fell heavily from mid-air.

"Damn it, since you are so aggressive, I will satisfy you!" The fat man struggled to get up from the ground with a ferocious look on his face.

He quickly took out a handful of dozens of 30-centimeter-long black needles from his waist and threw them fiercely at Zhang Zhiwei.

These black needles flashed a cold light under the light, as if carrying a deadly threat.

Then, the sound of broken windows resounded throughout the bar, and more than a dozen glass pieces were all broken into pieces under the fierce attack of the fat man, and the flying glass shards made people around him dodge in fear.

At this time, the fat man no longer cared about the ordinary people around him.

He knew that Zhang Zhiwei really wanted his life this time, so he no longer had any scruples and decided to drag Zhang Zhiwei into this muddy water at all costs.

"Oh my, why are they all so impulsive? It's really troublesome." Lin Yi looked at the ordinary people lying in a pool of blood and couldn't help shaking his head and sighing.

The light of healing magic flashed in his hand, and he quickly swept over the injured in the bar.

Under his treatment, the wounds recovered quickly, and soon everyone returned to normal.

And the fat man had already fled from the back door of the bar in a hurry.

Lin Yi and Zhang Zhiwei were not in a hurry. They walked out of the bar slowly and came to the back alley of the bar.

As soon as they entered the alley, they found that the whole alley was blocked by the crowd.

These people were filled with the breath of Qi, and they were obviously members of the alien world.

"It seems that Quanxing finally couldn't bear it. Old Tianshi, I can't deal with so many people. I'll leave it to you." Lin Yi smiled and stepped back two steps, leaving the battlefield to Zhang Zhiwei.

Then, dozens of halos flashed on his feet, and a mysterious power quietly injected into Zhang Zhiwei's body.

Zhang Zhiwei felt his body lighten and couldn't help but look at Lin Yi.

"It's not easy to gather so many people." Zhang Zhiwei walked forward slowly, his eyes fell on the fat man with a big gold chain, and said lightly.

He knew that many of these Quanxing members had hurried here from the far north.

They had put a lot of thought into fighting against him and Lin Yi.

The fat man spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva, stared at Zhang Zhiwei, and responded stubbornly: "Tsk! There is no way. If you insist on killing us all, we can only resort to this last resort." There was a bit of helplessness and anger in his tone, as if he was accusing Zhang Zhiwei of coercion.

However, Zhang Zhiwei was not moved by his words.

He waved his hand gently, and a certain vibration sound was immediately heard in the air.

The next second, the fat man seemed to be hit by a speeding car, and the whole person flew out in the air and fell heavily to the ground.

After rolling on the ground for more than ten meters, he finally stopped at the entrance of the alley, motionless and silent.

This scene shocked everyone present.

They originally thought that with the support of so many people, the fat man could at least compete with Zhang Zhiwei.

However, reality cruelly broke their fantasy.

"Hey, hey, hey! Old Taoist priest, we agreed that all the heads of this trip are mine, why are you trying to steal my life?" Lin Yi said in a teasing tone.

Zhang Zhiwei smiled and shook his head, "Don't worry, I just made him faint, I didn't kill him."

As soon as he finished speaking, the members of Quanxing rushed up one by one, trying to suppress Zhang Zhiwei with their numbers.

Zhang Zhiwei stood there as if nothing had happened. Facing the enemy rushing over, he gently waved his arm, and a member of Quanxing was hit by a huge force, flew backwards, and hit the wall of the alley heavily.