85_85429ps: Watch the exclusive story behind "Forty Thousand Years of Comprehension", listen to your more suggestions, pay attention to the official account of the starting point (add friends on WeChat-add official account-enter qdread), and tell me quietly! The red-eyed officer was stunned for a long time, then suddenly slapped his head heavily, and laughed loudly: "That's right, that's right, I was thinking about it, even if we can't kill this bastard, we only need to delay for three minutes, three minutes is enough!"
After a pause, he glanced at the monster giant who was getting bigger and bigger, and the red-eyed officer showed strong contempt in his eyes, and said: "But with the two of us alone, even if we burn our lives and smash the soul, I'm afraid it's still not enough to destroy it." Delay for three minutes, I wonder if someone will stand up and fight with us-side by side?"
"There will be, there will be." Ding Yin smiled, and his eyes were determined to move forward. .
Li Yao was listening to the conversation between the two, and there was a bit of sadness between the lines. An ominous premonition floated in his heart, and he couldn't help shouting: "Teacher Ding, you—"
Ding Yin smiled slightly, made a "sorry" gesture, and said lightly: "I'm very sorry, Li Yao, I promised you in the waiting room that we would communicate more about refining weapons in the future. I'm afraid I'm going to renege on my promise."
The red-eyed officer pressed a few times on the microchip, and more than a dozen light curtains shot out at the same time, transforming into surveillance images in more than a dozen cars.
Most of the passengers didn't realize what was happening outside, they thought it was the thunderstorm that caused the turbulence, and many of them were still complaining loudly to the flight attendants.
Only a very small number of passengers fidgeted and felt the existence of the beast horde.
These people are old and young, in different shapes, and they don't look like they are of the same class. But they all have a pair of extremely clear eyes, exuding a faint aura.
"We are lucky, there are quite a few practitioners on this train."
The officer grinned, opened the call array, and said in a deep voice, "Who is the cultivator? Please gather at the end of the train—you are needed here."
His voice was transformed by divine thoughts. Become impassioned, rippling in every car.
"Who is a cultivator?"
"Who is a cultivator?"
"Who is a cultivator?"
Li Yao stared at the surveillance screen, and found that some passengers in several cars had changed.
In the No. 2 carriage, a grey-haired, hale and hearty old man slowly stood up and took down a light golden straw hat from the luggage rack. Putting it on her head meticulously, and tidying up her appearance facing the car window, she walked towards the rear of the car calmly, leaning on a crutch with a dragon's head.
In the No. 3 carriage sat a fat man with big ears and three big golden rings on his stubby fingers. There was also a bone-hard girl sitting next to her. Judging by her age, she was more than enough to be his daughter.
At the beginning, the big fat man kept holding the girl in his arms, comforting her while raising his hands, his posture of acting as if no one else was there seemed a little arrogant.
But when the fat man heard the call, the fat on his face trembled, and he became extremely serious in an instant. Even a little eerie.
The fat man hesitated for a long time, his expression became more and more ferocious, and his back molars were about to be crushed. Suddenly he slapped his thigh, put his arms around the girl and kissed the girl fiercely!
He was so devoted to kissing, as if he would never kiss again in this life, no matter how the girl struggled, he refused to let go.
After kissing for half a minute, the big fat man finally let go and stood up abruptly. Holding her five or six-month pregnant belly, she struggled to move towards the rear of the car.
The woman wipes the drool off her face. She asked him with some doubts, as if asking him what he was going to do.
Li Yao saw the fat man waved his hand impatiently. He said two words and looked at the shape of his mouth, it was—
"Pee!"
A couple in their 30s and 40s sat at the rear of the No. 6 carriage. They looked like ordinary office workers in ordinary clothes.
Hearing the call, the woman stood up without hesitation, but the man showed fear, hesitated for a moment, and reached out to grab the woman.
The woman's eyes widened, with strong shock and contempt in her eyes, she shook off her husband's hand, pointed at his nose and cursed, then walked towards the rear of the car without looking back.
The husband blushed and was about to cry with shame. He finally gritted his teeth, slapped the table, and stood up to chase after his wife.
In the middle of the No. 9 carriage, sat a young girl in a plain white dress. She looked very delicate, like an orchid blooming in a deep valley.
While everyone was fidgeting, she calmly flipped through a physical book.
In this era when crystal brains are popular, there are very few people who still like to carry physical books with them. The action of twisting the pages of the book with fibrous hands adds a fresh and refined taste to girls.
Hearing the call, the girl's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she took out a delicate bookmark made of leaves, carefully inserted it in the middle of the book, then left the physical book on the luggage rack, and walked towards the rear of the car very calmly .
In the carriage they passed by, there were several practitioners whose eyes were shining brightly and who sensed danger.
But these people hang their heads down, almost into their crotches, and dare not look at them.
Soon, five practitioners appeared in the armored carriage.
Neither the raging wind and rain nor the roaring animal horde could move them, but they showed relief of "so it was".
"I am a cultivator." The meticulous old man said.
"I'm a cultivator." The big fat man said pantingly.
"Our husband and wife are both cultivators." The middle-aged couple looked at each other and smiled, holding hands, fingers intertwined, like intertwined twin lotuses.
"I'm also a cultivator." The elegant girl said lightly with a smile.
Ding Yin and the red-eyed officer looked at each other and laughed loudly at the same time.
"The two of us are also cultivators. I didn't expect five fellow Taoists to stand up and fight side by side with us today. What a joy!"
Ding Yin took out a fist-sized circular magic weapon from his bosom, stuck it on his forehead, and it suddenly shone brightly, as if he had grown a third eye.
"Whoosh!"
Five red spiritual threads suddenly shot out from the magic weapon, which happened to pierce the foreheads of the five cultivators.
"Spiritual mind communicator?" Li Yao's eyes lit up.
A high-level cultivator with strong spiritual power can communicate directly with divine thoughts without restriction, with a single thought. so that others can understand what he means.
Foundation-building stage practitioners like Ding Yin obviously haven't cultivated such supernatural powers yet, but with the help of the "spiritual mind communicator", they can also transmit a large amount of information in an instant, achieving the effect of "heart-to-heart communication".
The amount of information transmitted by the exchange of spiritual thoughts is astronomical. Three seconds later, the five cultivators all showed thoughtful expressions.
Ding Yin withdrew his spirit silk, and scanned around with fiery eyes: "The situation is like this, what do you guys think?"
The meticulous old man took a step forward, like a burning ancient tree, solemn and fanatical. nodded and said:
"That's right. I agree with Fellow Daoist Ding's analysis. Only by sacrificing a few of us can we gain three minutes of precious time, the old man Zhuang Zhonghai. The thirteenth floor of the Qi refining period, but I am a research-type cultivator with limited spiritual power in my body. Even if I smash the soul , I’m afraid they can only activate the Taiyi Lightning Cannon twice.”
The big fat man wiped the rainwater off his face and said with a smile:
"My name is Gao Dakang. I'm on the eleventh floor of the Qi refining period. I'm a managerial cultivator. I opened a company to make a living. I'm afraid I won't be able to afford it in the future, haha. I'm young and strong, although my cultivation is not as profound as that of Mr. With this body of fat, it can also activate the Taiyi Thunder Railgun twice!"
The middle-aged couple looked at each other, and the woman smiled and said:
"My name is Yan Xiaodie, and my husband's name is Zhang Meng. Both of us are sixth-level practitioners in the Qi refining period, but we have practiced a special dual-cultivation secret method. Let's unite and strive to stimulate twice!"
The girl like an orchid in the deep valley said:
"My name is Wei Qingqing. I just graduated from Tianhuan Academy this year. I was going to work as a rural teacher in a small village in the depths of the wilderness. My realm is the lowest. I only have the fifth level of the Qi refining period. I am a literary cultivator. I'm still a phantom writer—it's a pity that I can't use it in front of the beast tide, I will do my best and try to stimulate it once."
"Okay! Lao Ding and I are both cultivators in the foundation-building period. We smashed the true essence, and the spiritual energy exploded, and we can always trigger the Taiyi Thunder Railgun three or five times. If you add it up, even if you can't kill this bastard, at least delay it." Hold it for three minutes!" the red-eyed officer said proudly.
After everyone's introduction, everyone turned their attention to Jiang Tao in the corner.
Only then did Li Yao remember that Jiang Tao, the "cultivator", was still huddled in the corner.
Jiang Tao seemed to have been dead for three days and three nights, his face was pale, and he stammered: "I, I only have the third level of cultivation in the Qi refining period, I'm afraid I can't activate the Taiyi Thunder Railgun, I, I..."
"I" for a long time, he suddenly became excited, pointed at the seven practitioners, and yelled frantically, "You, you are simply crazy, why sacrifice yourself to save a carload of irrelevant people!"
The seven cultivators looked at him without saying a word, their eyes very indifferent.
In the drizzle, it looks like seven bronze statues.
Jiang Tao couldn't stand it anymore, and screamed hoarsely:
"We are all tyrannical cultivators. We can live for at least a hundred years and enjoy a wonderful life. How can we die in such a place without any reason?"
The fat man said coldly:
"It is precisely because we are powerful cultivators that we have to stand up when a crisis comes. There is a saying in the realm of comprehension, and you must have heard it—the blood of the strong must be shed for the weak."
Wei Qingqing said:
"And you have also witnessed the horror of the outbreak of the beast horde. Even if we don't come forward, we will be overtaken by the ghost-faced silver mosquito in ten minutes, and we will die by then."
The old man Zhuang Zhonghai said calmly:
"You are also a cultivator with extraordinary computing power. You can calculate and analyze it yourself to see if there is a second way to go?"
Jiang Tao rolled his eyes and screamed:
"Of course! It will take a while for the ghost-faced silver mosquito to devour the lives of a carload of people. We are all cultivators, and we can definitely run dozens of miles away. If we meet reinforcements, we will be able to escape!"
The old man Zhuang Zhonghai narrowed his eyes, and said word by word:
"Young man, you mean to let a whole carload of ordinary people be our meat shields, don't you?" Add friends - add official account - enter qdread), and participate immediately! Everyone has a prize, now immediately follow qdread WeChat official account!) ().
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