Chapter 1653 The Saints Arrive

If you want to be high-profile, you have to be able to take it.

The relationship between the tree and the "holy land" 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 we get closer to the core of the holy land?"

"For example, Mr. Huang Leji and others?"

The awkward situation lasted for a breath, and Fu Qian didn't force it, and chose to switch to the next topic.

If the tree and the holy land are two different categories, then for the sudden appearance of the latter, Fu Qian is more inclined to think that it was caused by something.

After all, in the last ominous incident, it was not seen at all, or even any traces of the "followers".

Even this trigger should not be the complete hiding of the tree. After all, according to Tan Mingxue, there is obviously a time difference between the two.

If Brother Sanxun can help solve this problem, it will undoubtedly be welcome.

"You will know if you try it, hehe..."

Unfortunately, Sanxun doesn't seem to be ready to answer any more questions.

After a short silence, he ended the duel between the charlatans with a suggestion and a burst of laughter.

It even seemed that he had gained a lot, for example, he learned to ignore the other party's reaction and walk away directly.

Before the laughter ended, his body had already disintegrated into hundreds of "butterflies" again.

"San value minus 1."

Of course, a parting gift was not missing.

...

This san-reducing method seems to require a certain amount of charging time.

All good things must come to an end. Although they hit it off at first sight, Fu Qian did not force him to stay. He just silently counted the gains of this trip while reminding him in his ear.

From just now to now, Brother Sanxun has appeared twice, and he has lost 8 points of san value in 5 times.

This kind of mantra that directly reveals the inner secrets and follows the law of words has to be said to be quite high-end.

It's a pity that it is really not very deterrent to myself who still has a three-digit san value.

And Brother Sanxun should have discovered this after trying many times.

If he was going to use this to increase the 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 is not ruled out that he is really going to turn himself into an idiot.

But if that is the case, shouldn't he work harder?

In short, Fu Qian's opinion of this seemingly causal-level life-breaking technique is not that scary.

At present, this efficiency should be the limit of Brother Sanxun.

And this is not the only gain from the exchange just now.

From some overly high-sounding statements about "real power" and "barbarism", it can be felt that this Third Xun is really a senior in the warehouse who has achieved enlightenment and converted.

And he seems to want to explore it in depth, just like what he admires, Mr. Huang and others are doing.

The purpose is thought-provoking.

Of course, thinking without learning is dangerous. If there is too little information, just thinking without solving the problem, you might as well find someone to learn from, for example-

As the blood mist rose, Fu Qian's body disappeared directly on the spot.

The next moment, he was already walking in another dimension, crossing the broken walls in front of him, and even the unbroken walls behind him.

Even the columns, spiral staircases, round windows, and stacked wooden frames...

He pointed directly to a corner of the ancient building in a straight line, and appeared at a wall separated from it.

"Let me confirm again, you really haven't been to this ghost place before?"

Almost at the same time, a voice that was old but full of majesty came from there.

...

Sure enough, this is also a violation.

Easily distinguishing that it was Mr. Huang Leji who was not very happy, and even knowing that next to him was a larger team than the digging team just now, Fu Qian's attention was focused on himself at the first time.

Riddled with holes, even the two quantifiers here are already definite.

Just now, the blood conquest was not blocked, but the cost of each step in the middle of the walk was even more exaggerated than going backwards.

Adding the consumption of the blood conquest itself, Fu Qian felt like a brush dipped in blood, violently smearing all the way.

Although the result was still worth it in his opinion.

First, he efficiently found his next reference system.

As he gradually went deeper into the lower layer, the surroundings became closer to reality, and the obstacles to perception also became realistic, no longer as exaggerated as before.

So when he was communicating with Brother Sanxun just now, Fu Qian was able to overcome layers of obstacles without much effort and found a group of living people clustered together.

And he finally chose to bypass the complicated route in the middle and arrive efficiently in this way.

As for the second harvest, 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 punishment on violators.

In other words, as long as you can afford the price, you will have a lot of things to use.

Of course, that's a later story. Next, I should pay attention to the harvest of the main force of the rescue team.

At this moment, the place he chose to appear was a relatively plainly decorated transept, separated by only a wall from the resting place of the large army outside.

However, facing the slightly rusty door, Fu Qian did not rush to open it, but lowered his head to look at his body.

The wounded flesh can heal, but clothes cannot.

When old friends meet, it is better not to make each other worry too much.

After a moment of reminiscence, Fu Qian casually tore off the bloody clothes, revealing the golden and white robe that was constantly stretching underneath.

He is now more and more adept at turning flesh into clothes.

And there is no doubt that the plagiarism this time is the style of the Xunzhe.

However, while not completely imitating the physique of the third Xun brother, Fu Qian did not even transform into a faceless man, and directly maintained the true face of Gorrim Shaw.

After confirming the style for the last time, Fu Qian pulled up the hood behind his head and pushed open the door in front of him.

Squeak——

As expected of the increasingly realistic depths of depravity, you can almost hear the rust on the door hinge from the sound effect of the door opening.

Of course, Fu Qian is not the only one who heard it.

The dispute behind the door had already been interrupted by this sound, and fell into a deathly silence.

The eyes of all those who were good at locating the location by sound were all on Fu Qian.

Naturally, he was not afraid of the situation. Fu Qian still had a gentle smile on his face and nodded slightly as he walked into the much more majestic hall, like a priest who had just finished resting nearby.

"Sha Ming?"

Without even waiting for the main members of the rescue team to express their feelings, he looked at the person opposite Mr. Huang Leji and confirmed casually. (End of this chapter)