From the depths of the fog, Lu Li stepped out, as if he had not heard Fang Yin's words, and said with a smile: "We are reunited after a long separation, why bother talking about those disappointing things. When I see you again today, your demeanor has not changed, and is even better than before. It’s time to drink and reminisce about the past.”
"It's hard to stop talking about trivial matters for a while."
While speaking, Lu Li had already stepped out of the depths of the fog.
Fang Yin stared at him for a moment, then silently took off his face mask, revealing a face that looked a little older than before.
Moreover, on his cheeks, there were dense scars, which did not look like knife wounds, but rather like scratches from monsters.
The edge of the wound showed traces of burns and some ulceration.
Seeing this scene, Lu Li's eyes flashed with light.
When I saw Fang Yin's white hair before, I thought it was just a way for him to hide his whereabouts, but when I saw his weathered face and the hideous wounds, I roughly guessed what happened to him.
"If you want to leave the current Tianbu, you have to pay some price. At least you haven't lost your life, which is already a blessing."
Fang Yin seemed to have gotten used to and accepted his current appearance. When he noticed Lu Li's gaze, he smiled very calmly, then looked around and said, "Since Chief Lu said he wanted to drink and reminisce about the past, you have nothing to do here." One thing, it’s a bit deserted.”
"Easy to say."
Hearing this, Lu Li chuckled lightly, raised his hand and snapped his fingers.
The next moment, thick fog rolled in, the scenery changed, stone tables and benches appeared, and a full moon even appeared in the sky.
But at the moment when the thick fog rolled in, Fang Yin seemed to see a vague shadow in the depths.
He remembered some rumors about Lu Li, and just glanced at the shadow that seemed to be Tongtian Youfu, then looked away, and walked straight to the stone table to sit down.
A bottle of wine appeared on the stone table very unexpectedly.
This kind of 'miracle' that came out of nowhere made Fang Yin even more confident in his inner speculation. He picked up the wine bottle, looked at it, and said with a half-smile, "Did Chief Lu pull me into your sea of consciousness?"
at the same time.
'Mr. Fang', who was in the workshop, frowned and his eyes flashed with a gleam, as if he was about to wake up.
But this glimmer of light did not last long, and silence returned again.
The two soldiers standing behind him didn't notice anything unusual at all, because 'Mr. Fang' was often lost in thought. This time may be short or long.
Even if it feels a little weird, they have long been accustomed to it and think it is an eccentricity of an expert.
And in that foggy space, Fang Yin, who had 'awakened' for the first time, saw that he had not left this place yet, and had to sigh: "The strength of Leader Lu's spiritual thoughts is truly the only one I have seen in my life."
As an envoy of the Celestial Beings, Fang Yin can be regarded as someone who has seen the world, but he has never seen this kind of behavior that can pull other people's consciousness into the sea of consciousness, almost forcibly restraining them.
"There must be some limitations to this approach."
"The medium should be the jade slip that Song Bocheng handed over to me. He said that someone would contact me at the right time. I didn't expect it to be in this way."
"It has only been a while, but he has grown to a point where even I find it scary. Is this a genius?"
Fang Yin's mind flashed, and he deduced the causes and consequences of today's meeting from some details in the past. Then he tilted the wine pot, and a stream of clear wine poured out from the mouth of the pot. After filling the cup, Fang Yin stopped. , picked up the wine glass and drank it all.
"Good wine."
He sighed in a low voice, but no longer dwelled on these trivial matters.
"Tell me about it, Leader Lu." He raised his head and looked at Lu Li: "What do you want to talk to me about after you have gone through so much trouble?"
Lu Li sat opposite Fang Yin, looked at the envoy of the Heavenly Beings, and after a long time said with a smile: "Actually, I just want to ask you a few questions. Envoy Fang, don't be nervous, just think of this as a reminiscence."
"You have also seen that everything here is fake. It is just a temporary scene created by my spiritual thoughts. The stone table is fake, the drinks are fake, and even the full moon is fake."
Lu Li even pointed at the full moon in the sky and said with a smile: "So you don't need to worry about our conversation being known by a third person. Even if the divine religion has the power to reach the sky, it can't get into my mind."
Fang Yin was silent for a moment, put down his glass and said, "Even so, there's not much I can do to help you."
He pointed at his cheek and said: "I have been severely injured. The strong men of the divine religion have almost destroyed my foundation. If it weren't for my subordinates and friends fighting to save each other, there would be no 'Fang Yin' now. So. , It’s not that I don’t want to help, it’s just that I really can’t do anything.”
"As you can see, I am no longer the 'Fang Yin' of sentient beings. I am just a waste that exerts waste heat in the workshop."
Fang Yin gave a self-deprecating smile.
"Mr. Fang, why should you belittle yourself? Your significance to the Tianbu does not lie in your status as the envoy of sentient beings. You were able to strategize behind the scenes and arrange the meeting between me and Song Bocheng. Even when he went to Xue Zhi and obtained the inheritance from the leader, it was more or less Under your influence. This wisdom is what the Tianbu needs most right now."
"Even if you are disabled, as long as you still have breath, you can help me."
Lu Li smiled gently, not caring about Fang Yin's rejection and self-deprecation, and said calmly: "Some things, as long as you don't give up, there will definitely be a chance to change."
Fang Yin raised his eyebrows, thinking of some recent rumors, and said with a half-smile: "Did Leader Lu say these words to me, or to himself?"
"The Yanzhou incident, being teased by the Divine Sect and the Demon Shadow together, is also a huge blow to you, right?"
"However, how can everything in this world be determined by one's heart? Leader Lu, with one person's wisdom and force, there is no room for counterattack in the face of a real behemoth. You simply don't understand the horror of the divine religion. Even if it is The Jitian Demon Kingdom is just a pawn to the Divine Religion. It is like the most sophisticated hunter, hiding in the dark and provoking the two beasts to fight. Whether it is the Swallowing Heaven Holy Kingdom or the Jitian Demon Kingdom, they are not at all in the eyes of the Divine Religion. It’s not worth mentioning.”
"Perhaps when you think about this, you will know that losing to such a force is not a shame."
Fang Yin's tone was somewhat emotional.
Seeing Lu Li, it was like seeing himself back in the day.
Young and frivolous, high-spirited, and unable to tolerate a grain of sand in his eyes.
At that time, like Lu Li, he didn't think he would fail at all and would never allow himself to fail.
But when facing the divine religion, Fang Yin really felt despair, especially after he had a glimpse of the 'reality', he felt more and more that he was too insignificant. The wisdom and strategy he was proud of in the past could not be used in this kind of situation. So fragile and vulnerable to reality.
Even if his close friends and subordinates fought to protect each other and sacrificed their lives to give him the hope of survival, it was because they believed that their deaths would be valuable.
This value comes from their trust in their 'ability'.
But after seeing the real horror, Fang Yin doubted more than once whether he could bear this trust.
Sensing Fang Yin's hesitation, Lu Li just smiled and did not speak immediately.
With the 'concrete' level spiritual cultivation, he raised his hand, and several white mist gathered together, condensing into a white crystal in his palm.
This crystal is Ling'er's new discovery from the dark gold flesh and blood, which is also a symbol of the power of the gods.
"Mr. Fang, can you recognize this thing?"
Lu Li placed the crystal on the table.
Although the crystallization outlined by the divine mind is somewhat different from the real power of the gods, the general aura is unmistakable.
Fang Yin's eyes changed instantly.
Of course he recognized this crystal.
In other words, he recognized the aura of this crystal.
"The crystallization of divine power is the most powerful and advanced power controlled by the divine religion."
Fang Yin stared at the crystal, as if he recalled some horrific memories. After trying to stabilize his emotions, he tried his best to say in a calm tone: "If you take this thing out before, I might remind you to stay away from it. The further away, the better. But now it seems that you have met a strong man with real divine power, and you have survived in his hands."
At this point, Fang Yin raised his head, and there was a glimmer of fire in his eyes that even he hadn't noticed: "How did you do that?"