Unlimited Adaptation

Feixian Continent, Liugui Peak, in a dark secret room.

Xue Lun's face was haggard and his hair was messy. It was obvious that he was having a bad time during this period. The great psychological pressure almost drove him crazy.

Yan Xing's terrifying evil talent really scared him to death.

"Lu Xiao comes from a small state on the edge of the Fallen Immortal Realm, Pingtai Prefecture Yucui City. Haha, she turns out to be the daughter of the city lord, but she is still a despicable mud-legged person."

"It is an honor for your family to be used by this deacon!"

Xue Lun's eyes were fierce, and the whites of his eyes were bloodshot. He stared at the paper in his hand and murmured, smiling like a madman.

"It has been a month since Dongtian sent the letter. Calculating the efficiency of those guys, they should have almost reached Jade City."

The realm of Feixian spans 10 trillion kilometers. It is very troublesome to communicate in such a huge territory. In addition, this is just a trivial "trivial matter". People who do things are often procrastinating and do not use the special skills of Feixian official. channel.

Therefore, it was already a month before the letter arrived.

Within the six-month deadline, Lu Xiao's family will definitely try their best to come after receiving the news, because this is not just as simple as retrieving Lu Xiao's relics.

In order to compensate the families who lost their disciples in vain, Feixian Dongtian will satisfy them with a small request. Don’t underestimate this small request. It is “small” to Feixian Dongtian. If it falls on those small families, it will be enjoyed by all descendants. Endless blessings.

For example, Lu Xiao's family, if they wanted to, just say a word from Feixian Dongtian, and the entire Pingtai Prefecture would be named Lu from now on.

Who can resist this temptation?

"Come on, let me choose a good place for you to bury your bones!"

Xue Lun opened a map and swept his eyes back and forth on it. This time, the interception should neither alarm the Lu family nor get too close to Feixian Cave, so as not to leave any clues.

After much deliberation, Xue Lun settled on an ideal location that was out of the way.

"Gui Chou Jian!"

Before he finished speaking, Xue Lun's figure had disappeared, and the light from the teleportation method on the ground was flowing and flickering.

Xue Lun is very cautious. This matter involves a peerless monster like Yan Xing. Once he leaves any flaws, he will definitely die.

Therefore, even if it was just the first step of the plan, such a small matter as intercepting Lu Xiao's family, he was not willing to implement it in the cave, even though he only needed to send a message.

Xue Lun came to the outside world, found a random excuse, and left Feixian Cave's sphere of influence. After running for several days, he stopped.

He took out a scarlet talisman from his arms, with a twisted word "kill" painted on it. He pinched the spell with his hands and muttered words in his mouth, and then the talisman spontaneously ignited.

After the interrogation was completed, Xue Lun looked around cautiously, scanning back and forth several times with his domain consciousness. When he saw that there were no mistakes, he turned and left.

The interception and killing of Lu Xiao's family and the ambush of Yan Xing were all dealt with at once. Xue Lun needed to hide in the dark, so naturally he would not do it himself. He handed everything over to a notorious organization - Yin Fen. .

The name of the Yin Tomb makes people change their colors when they hear it. This organization has no taboos, ranging from murder and arson, to slaughtering cities and destroying countries. As long as you can pay the price, there is nothing they dare not do.

"My Lord, if the Dagger of Justice and Fearlessness cannot be retrieved, forget it. Getting rid of the hidden danger of punishment is the most important thing now!"

After inviting Yin Fen to come forward, Xue Lun no longer thought about getting back the holy weapon. Now he just wanted to simply kill Yan Xing. If such a monster is allowed to grow up and use today's grudges to cause trouble, let alone him. It is estimated that his master will not escape death.

Alas, for the sake of a holy soldier, Xue Lun felt miserable for bringing things to such an extent, so he could only bite the bullet and go all the way to the dark side.

…

Time flies, and January is fleeting again.

"call--"

"Finally finished watching it!"

Yan Xing breathed a sigh of relief, stood up slowly, and stretched, his bones crackling.

After sitting quietly for two months without moving, he used [Never-Ending] to stuff all the free knowledge on the first floor of the library into his mind, but he understood it comprehensively.

He is now a walking encyclopedia, with a detailed understanding of this world from top to bottom.

Humanities, geography, knowledge, power, race...

"Have you finished reading? Boy, this Pavilion Master has tolerated you for a long time, can you stop bragging!?"

boom--

The brilliance suddenly appeared, and a figure condensed in an instant. This time it became extremely clear and lifelike. It was a graceful, blond and intellectual beauty with extremely deep dark green eyes. It was a temperament nurtured by endless knowledge.

"Yan Xing, have you had enough fun? It's been two months, and you've been just here messing around every day. Is it fun?"

The pavilion master looked cold. She would come to see Yan Xing from time to time, for fear that he would starve to death here.

But every time I came here, I saw Yan Xing causing trouble. He unfolded all the books one after another and covered them with many light curtains. He changed them at a glance, and he didn't stop for two whole months.

Finished reading?

What a joke!

On the first floor of the library, there are free non-gongfa-related classics. On average, each book has about 5 million words, totaling 9730 billion volumes.

Yan Xing, that bastard, actually said that he had read them all in two months?

The owner of the library did not think about the possibility at all and directly concluded that Yan Xing was playing tricks on her. How could a mortal kid do this?

"Pavilion Master, please don't be upset. Disciple will leave now."

Yan Xing smiled. There was no need to argue with a formation spirit, nor did he need to prove anything to others. After saying that, he slowly stood up.

"By the way, I need to buy a few exercises."

"Hmm? Do you have contribution points? Or are you ready to break through the Lingxuan realm?"

The Pavilion Master was stunned. For some reason, she felt that Yan Xing had become a little different. He seemed to be extremely confident?

One of the benefits of Feixian Cave Heaven is that if an outer disciple is ready to break through Lingxuan, he can apply for a free exercise in the library.

Yan Xing naturally did not do this for this reason, and he needed more than one exercise. The reason he said so was that he was rich now.

"Isn't it just contribution points? I still have a lot."

Yan Xing reached out and took out his identity nameplate. He pinched the magic formula in his hand, replaced the spiritual energy with blood, and tapped on the nameplate.

Kong Lingzi, how could there be only 10,000 contribution points for the advent of the four little heroes?

These 10,000 contribution points were spent by Yan Xing in one day.

The old man is not so stingy. In addition to the 10,000 contribution points on the surface, he secretly allocated 1,000 human contribution points to the four people, but it was covered by special means and would only appear when stimulated by spiritual energy.

Human contribution is a reward given for making contributions to the entire ethnic group, such as killing a powerful non-living being, and it is extremely valuable.

One human contribution point can be exchanged for 1,000 Feixian Dongtian contribution points, 1,000 points, that is, 1 million.

Yan Xing and the other four helped Kong Lingzi break the meme world, which can be regarded as an indirect blow to the meme fairy and prevent the spread of memes, so they should be rewarded for human contribution.

After absorbing a huge amount of knowledge, Yan Xing has made qualitative improvements in all aspects. Kong Lingzi's little thoughts can't be hidden from him, so he used his right eye to see through the arrangement in the nameplate and used a trick of blood and spirit to break it.

"You..."

The Pavilion Master naturally saw the contribution point value in the nameplate, opened his mouth, looked at Yan Xing meaningfully, and then disappeared.

The next moment, several books with different auras appeared out of thin air, suspended in the air, turned into a stream of information light, and sank directly into Yan Xing's brow.

Yan Xing narrowed his eyes slightly, and many mysterious and unusual characters shone brightly in the depths of his pupils, like stars.

"It is indeed much more profound. The structure of the "Xingxuan Domain" is like this."

Yan Xing thought, exited the small dimensional room, and walked out of the library.

One step, two steps...

Seven steps, just walked out of the door.

"I learned it. It took seven steps to learn only five exercises. Alas, my brain is a little rusty."

"Hehe, the origin of the divine text, it turns out that I already know it. Is this the advantage of human blood?"

Yan Xing was in a good mood, and felt that the world in front of him was extremely clear, unlike when he just woke up, looking around, it was a vast expanse.

Now, he has completely established a foothold in this world. From now on, he can go anywhere in the world.

At this moment, an inner disciple passed by and brought a gust of wind. Suddenly, countless particles were flying wildly in the microscopic world that was difficult to observe.

"Hmm?"

Yan Xing's ears moved slightly. He heard a faint voice, mentioning his name. In order not to be bothered by the noise of the world, his auditory perception, which he deliberately blocked, was automatically released.

This is a self-setting. Under normal circumstances, his hearing is blocked and restricted, but if he hears his own name, he will follow the mechanism to unlock the restrictions.

"Hmph! After thinking about it, it's better to kill this kind of monster..."

"Let's follow the original plan and kill Lu Xiao's family and lure the snake out of the hole. However, given Yan Xing's strength, I need a sharper knife..."

"Haha, interesting."

Yan Xing raised a finger. Under his [Microscopic Vision], a particle of the earth element was constantly vibrating, like a phonograph, repeating Xue Lun's words over and over again.

"It's been two months. I hope it's still in time!"

Before he finished speaking, Yan Xing's figure flashed and landed on the teleportation array. He crossed some contribution points, a burst of light rose, and he instantly appeared in front of the cross-border vortex.

Yan Xing didn't want to be a good person, but at least, he couldn't let innocent people die because of him.

He crossed the vortex, flipped his palm, and took out a pill bottle.

He had never seen Xue Lun, let alone close contact, but those three unlucky guys had.

"The sky and the earth are boundless, and the tracking is thousands of miles away."

Yan Xing sniffed lightly, and the terrifying five senses given to him by [God's Perception] instantly captured the complex odor particles. In addition to him and the three people who had died, the fifth smell on the pill bottle was locked by him.

The sense of smell is sometimes very useful. In some cases, it is even stronger than the divine sense of the extraordinary.

Depending on the strength, the divine sense has a certain range. If the tracking object escapes this range, the divine sense is not very useful.

Smell is different. Smell particles will float in the air for a long time due to human metabolism or continuous drop from clothes until they are dispersed by external forces.

Smell particles are like eye-catching arrows that can always point the direction until the target is tracked.

Hmm?

It's so far, it's actually out of the influence of Feixian Dongtian.

Yan Xing followed the smell all the way and came to the border area, which is the end of the guard formation. He has Sikong's token in his hand, so he can enter and exit freely.

"What did you do here?"

After a long time, Yan Xing landed on a wasteland and saw a bit of ashes on the ground, which smelled like Xue Lun.

"Let me listen..."

Yan Xing pricked up his ears, and the resonance between particles reproduced Xue Lun's whispers from long ago.

Guichoujian, Yin Tomb.