If you want to have a high profile, you have to be able to catch it.
The relationship between trees and "holy places" has always been a core issue that Fu Qian has never forgotten.
It's a pity that even though Brother Sanxun was so powerful, he still didn't have the courage to answer.
"Then let me change the question. As long as we always abide by the rules, can people get closer to the core of the Holy Land?"
"For example, Mr. Huang Leji and the others?"
The awkward situation lasted for a breath, but Fu Qian did not force anyone to do anything and chose to switch to the next topic.
If trees and holy places are two different categories, then for the sudden appearance of the latter, Fu Qian is more inclined to see what caused it.
After all, in the last bad omen incident, there was no trace of it or even the "Followers" at all.
Even this introduction should not be the complete concealment of the tree. After all, according to Tan Mingxue, there is an obvious time difference between the two.
If Brother Sanxun can help solve this problem, he will undoubtedly be happy to hear about it.
"You won't know until you try it, haha..."
Unfortunately, Sanxun didn't seem ready to answer any more questions.
After a brief silence, he ended the duel between the bad guys with a suggestion and a burst of laughter.
It even seems that he himself has gained a lot, for example, he learned to ignore the other party's reaction and leave directly.
Before the laughter ended, his body had already disintegrated into hundreds of "butterflies" again.
"The san value is reduced by 1."
Of course, some parting words are still needed.
……
This san method requires a certain amount of time to accumulate energy.
There is no banquet in the world that never ends. Even though we felt like old friends at the first sight, we did not force him to stay before paying. He just reminded his ears and silently took stock of the harvest of this trip.
From just now to now, Brother Sanxun has appeared twice, and he has lost 8 San points five times.
This kind of truth-telling technique that directly reveals the secrets of the heart and expresses the truth has to be said to be quite powerful.
It's a pity that for me who still has a three-digit sanity value, it's really not very intimidating.
Brother Sanxun should have discovered this after many attempts.
If he was going to use this to increase his sense of urgency and make himself aware of the seriousness of the current situation, then he would obviously have to work harder.
Of course this is a relatively mild speculation.
It cannot be ruled out that he is really preparing to turn himself into an idiot.
But if that's the case, shouldn't we work harder?
All in all, Fu Qian's view of this life-shattering technique that seems to be at the level of the Law of Cause and Effect is not that terrifying.
The current efficiency should be Brother Sanxun's limit.
And this is not the only gain from the exchange just now.
From some overly lofty statements about "real power" and "barbarism", it can be felt that this third follower is really a senior in the warehouse who has achieved enlightenment and is more likely to convert.
And he seemed to want to let himself explore deeply, just like what he admired Mr. Huang and the others were doing.
The purpose is thought-provoking.
Of course, thinking without learning is dangerous. If you have too little information and just think without solving the problem, you might as well find someone to learn from, such as——
As the blood mist rose, Fu Qian's body disappeared on the spot.
The next moment, he was already walking in another dimension, crossing the broken walls and ruins in front of him, and even the unbroken walls further back.
Even the pillars, spiral staircases, round windows, and layers of wooden frames... He pointed directly at the corner of this ancient building with a straight route, and appeared across the wall from it.
"Let me confirm again, have you really never been to this ghost place before?"
And almost at the same time, an old but majestic voice came from over there.
……
Sure enough, this is also a violation.
It was easy to tell that it was Mr. Huang Leji who was not very happy. He even knew that next to him was a larger team than the digging team just now, but Fu Qian's attention was immediately focused on himself.
It is full of holes, and even two quantifiers are already definite references here.
The bloody conquest was not blocked just now, but the cost of each step during the journey was even more exaggerated than going backwards.
Coupled with the consumption of the blood conquest itself, Fu Qian felt like a brush soaked in blood, violently smearing it all the way.
Although the results were worth it in his opinion.
First, he efficiently found his next frame of reference.
As you gradually go deeper into the lower level, the surroundings become closer to reality, and at the same time, the obstacles to perception become realistic and no longer as exaggerated as before.
So much so that when communicating with brother Sanxun just now, Fu Qian was able to overcome many obstacles and found a group of living people clustered together without much effort.
And he finally chose to use this method to bypass the complicated route and arrive efficiently.
As for the second gain, although this "Holy Land" currently has strict and weird rules, it does not seem to be inclined to directly prohibit "illegal" behavior, but to impose severe penalties on violators.
In other words, as long as you can afford it, you will have a lot of things you can use.
Of course, that's something for later. Next, it's time to pay attention to the harvest of the main force of the rescue team.
The place he chose to appear at this moment was a relatively plainly decorated transept, separated only by a wall from the resting area of the large army outside.
However, facing the slightly rusty door, Fu Qian did not rush to open it, but lowered his head and looked at himself.
The flesh and blood riddled with holes can heal, but clothes have no ability to recover on their own.
When old friends meet, it's better not to worry them too much.
He stared at the memory for a moment, and the next moment he pulled off the bloody clothes, revealing the golden and white robe that was stretching underneath.
Transformed into flesh and blood, he has become more and more comfortable doing this kind of thing now.
And there is no doubt that it was the followers’ styles that were plagiarized this time.
However, while not completely imitating Brother Sanxun's physique, Fu Qian did not even transform into a faceless man and directly maintained the true appearance of Grimshaw.
After confirming the style for the last time, Fu Qian pulled up the hood behind his head and opened the door in front of him.
Zhi——
As expected, the depths of depravity are getting more and more real. You can almost hear the rust on the door shaft from the sound effect of the door opening.
Of course Fu Qian was not the only one who heard this.
The argument behind the door had been interrupted by this sound and fell into deathly silence.
As for everyone who had passed the position recognition skill after listening to the voice, their eyes had all fallen on Fu Qian.
Naturally, there was no stage fright in this regard. Fu Qian still had a gentle smile on his face and walked into this much more majestic hall with a slight nod, like a priest or saint who had just finished resting next to him.
"The sound of sand?"
And without even waiting for the main members of the rescue team to express their thoughts, the next moment he was already looking at the person opposite Mr. Huang Leji and casually confirmed. (End of chapter)