The afternoon sun, passing through the gaps between the valleys, sprinkled the small villages. If you look directly at the sun, it will make people feel a little dazzling. But at this time in the eyes of everyone. This sunshine is not as good as the light that bloomed from Lu Sheng's body. In a sense, Lu Sheng is still the same Lu Sheng. Standing in place flatly, there is no difference. But it just gives people a very "dazzling" feeling. It was as if he had transformed into a golden sun, and endless golden light was released from his body. This feeling does not exist on the visual level, but on the spiritual level. Under the nearly infinite golden light, the mental strength of the middle-aged man in the suit is like snow in the sun.
Just a moment to be submerged, extinguished, melted, disappearing into nothingness... The center of Lu Sheng's dark eyes was burning with a raging golden light. He, who was originally fair and handsome, showed a bit of noble and mysterious temperament at this time. Holding the spider silk with his hand, he is like a god in ancient mythology, suppressing the demons that are raging in the world. Lu Sheng suddenly let go. Hundreds of spider threads spread out. Then it was twisted into one strand by an invisible force in an instant. Forcibly shaped into the shape of a spear weapon. Lu Sheng tried hard to recall the shining glacier he saw in the dream space. Then.… shoot! The white spear pierced through the heart of the middle-aged man in a suit. The latter fell powerlessly to the ground. The pupils in the eyes are rapidly expanding, and there is still a trace of shock and disbelief on the face. "I……" The middle-aged man in a suit spat out streams of blood, kneeling on the ground, his body swaying. "I'm Wu Xijing, how could I die..." He didn't announce his name in front of Lu Sheng until he died. It's a pity that Lu Sheng is not in a good mood now.
His spear technique has reached perfection, and under the blessing of powerful spiritual power, he feels that he has not even imitated the charm of one ten-thousandth of the spear of the Valkyrie, the master of the dream space. "What a bad name..." Lu Sheng vented his bad emotions on the middle-aged man in a suit. The latter's eyes widened suddenly, a few blood bubbles popped out of his mouth, and then he fell down weakly. die. Lu Sheng turned around and saw the little girl covering her face with her hands looking curiously through a gap between her fingers. Seeing Lu Sheng turn around, he quickly closed his fingers together, as if to prove that she didn't peek. "It's made of Mithril, but it can be used temporarily..." The silver thread spider silk on the ground flowed into Lu Sheng's hands like a living thing. Although Lu Sheng doesn't like soft spiritual weapons like silver thread, if it is twisted into a gun shape like just now, it can still be used before the seamless knife wheel is built. After all, he now has a powerful and unparalleled spiritual power, but he does not have a handy weapon that can perfectly display this spiritual power. At this time, a group of people by the village had been shocked to the point where they could not utter a word. The whole village was silent. Only the sound of the stream gurgling past the entrance of the village and a few dogs barking from time to time in the distance can be heard. Tang Maolin maintained a forward posture, frozen in place, with a blank expression. Others are pretty much the same. Lin Zishan's eyes were round, and the eyeballs almost protruded from their sockets. Zheng Dandan opened his mouth wide, with a shocked and confused expression on his face. If we say that the martial arts strength that Lu Sheng showed before was like dropping a bomb into the crowd, it shocked everyone's scalps to tingle. Then when his spiritual power is revealed. No less than a nuclear bomb, it directly cleared everyone's brains and left them blank. Psychiatrist Lu Sheng is still a Psychiatrist?! He is only so old, he looks like a high school student, seventeen or eighteen years old. Possessing a martial arts cultivation base comparable to that of a fifth-level martial artist, and mastering the first-level martial arts, is already monstrous enough. Now we have to add the identity of a Psychiatrist. Moreover, he is a spiritualist who can easily crush the third-level spiritualist Wu Xijing! That blaze like the scorching sun and the pounding supernatural power Wu Xijing's self-destructed mental power can be directly wiped out
Everything has already surpassed everyone's cognition, and the concepts about geniuses and evildoers in their minds have been blasted to pieces, and they can't even stick together. The ones who shocked me the most were Lin Zishan and Zheng Dandan. Both of them are top students of Dongning Wuhan University. Dongning Wuda is originally a place where geniuses gather. It can be said that the two of them have seen countless geniuses around them, many of which are beyond the imagination of ordinary people. But now, the rare geniuses they can think of in their minds... Compared with Lu Sheng in front of him. It is simply one day and one place. He is not even qualified to carry shoes for Lu Sheng. "Cough cough cough—`" A cough broke the silence in the arena. The skinny old man walked forward slowly to pick up the broken tobacco sticks on the ground, shook his head and sighed: "Old man!" Tang Maolin ran over quickly as if waking up from a dream. Check the safety of his wife and daughter first, then fight again, and walk in front of Lu Sheng. "land..." Tang Maolin opened his mouth, but found that he didn't know how to address Lu Sheng. Lu Sheng is still that Lu Sheng. But the status in his mind is already very different from before. "Do you want to thank me?" Lu Sheng spoke abruptly. Tang Maolin's expression was a little stunned. "Then do something for me. Lu Sheng said lightly. Tang Maolin came back to his senses and nodded heavily with a serious face. "good!" A few hours later, Lu Sheng, who was carrying a hiking bag, returned to the Xianlinzhai B&B at the foot of Niutou Mountain, followed by Zheng Dandan and Lin Zishan, who walked in an unnatural posture. The anxious young tour guide who had been waiting at the hotel jumped up immediately when he saw the three of them. "Where have you been? We've been looking for you all day!"
A good group, inexplicably missing six people, can't get through on the phone. The young girl who just got her tour guide certificate a few days ago almost cried. "Sorry, I'm sorry, we heard that some group members were missing, so we thought about going out to help find them, but we didn't expect that the time to find them was delayed..." Lu Sheng explained with an apologetic face. The young tour guide's eyes were red, and he accused: "Then you can't say hello and not call, and the phone will be dropped off. y" "The main reason is that there is no signal, and the battery of the mobile phone is dead. But there is good news, we have found the three lost group members!" "Really?! Where is it?" Lin Zishan and Zheng Dandan looked at Lu Sheng who was telling the young tour guide about his experience vividly, and their expressions were a little dazed for a while. After walking out of that mountain forest, Lu Sheng turned back into that gentle, sunny, smiling, good-tempered, ordinary boy again. Before, Lu Sheng, who forcibly killed a third-level spiritualist in Xianlin Village, was shining brightly like the sun, as if it was just a dream they had, an illusion. After an explanation, and Tang Maolin's phone call, the young tour guide can be regarded as laughing out of tears. Poor aunts of the tour group, because of the disappearance of several people, the good three-day and two-night tour group just wasted a day. In order to avoid being criticized collectively by the aunts, Lu Sheng stayed at the B&B for one night, and took the earliest bus to leave the Niutoushan Scenic Area early the next morning. Lin Zishan and Zheng Dandan also followed. The two of them had no intention of continuing to play. The morning sun shone in through the window glass of the bus speeding on the mountain road, and sprinkled on Lu Shengjiao's beautiful side face. Lu Sheng stared at the rapidly passing scenery outside the window, thinking about things quietly in his heart. He has already handed over all the affairs of the Mithril Mine to Tang Maolin for help. Tang Maolin is a second-level official spiritualist who has passed the assessment, and has a special channel to properly handle this batch of Mithril mines. He said that he would sell this batch of Mithril mines as soon as possible, and then transfer the proceeds to Lu Sheng's account as soon as possible, in order to repay Lu Sheng for saving his life. Lu Sheng is not afraid that Tang Maolin will take it for himself. First of all, Tang Maolin doesn't seem like the kind of person who will repay kindness and revenge. Secondly, if Tang Maolin did such a thing, Gu Pingsha from Xianlin Village would definitely be the first to hit him on the forehead with a pipe. Tang Maolin still respects his father-in-law very much. And Gu Pingsha, a second-level spiritualist, would choose to live in seclusion in a small village in the mountains, and he is obviously not a person who has an eye for money. In general, this trip to Niutoushan was a successful completion of the task. Not only that, Lu Sheng also got an additional set of Mithril-level spiritual power weapons. The hundreds of spider threads were all made of Mithril, Lu Sheng weighed it, and it weighed four or five catties.
`"Psychologists want to obtain wealth much more easily than ordinary warriors. Wu Xijing is only a mere third-level warrior, and he can afford Mithril-level weapons. He also has two obedient fourth-level warriors. But it also depends on the ability. Tang Maolin is also a second-level psychiatrist, but he can only use dense iron-level weapons, and he was driven around like a lost dog. Lu Sheng sat in his seat and thought to himself. On the seat to his left, both Zheng Dandan and Lin Zishan (Mo Nuo Zhao) were looking at him. Zheng Dandan, in particular, has made no secret of his affection for Lu Sheng, staring fixedly at Lu Sheng's side face, not knowing what he is thinking. "Lu Sheng, where are you going after that?" Zheng Dandan suddenly asked. Lu Sheng turned his head, and the sunlight poured down from behind him, casting a faint golden glow on his body. "Liangcheng." Lu Sheng thought for a while and replied, "I'm going to do something there." Dong Qingxue told him that the Dongning Provincial Psychiatrist Association was in Liangcheng, and he could only go there if he wanted to take the Psychiatrist assessment. "Liangcheng? We belong to Liangcheng!" Zheng Dandan blurted out, surprise written all over his face: "We can just go back together!" Lu Sheng looked at the two suspiciously, and said, "Aren't you students of Dongning Wuda University? You don't know the capital of Dongning, so why go to Liangcheng?" "Well.…" Zheng Dandan was at a loss for words. Lin Zishan, who was next to her, gave her a helpless look, and said to help her: "Dandan's family is indeed from Liangcheng, and she told me before she came to Niutoushan that she wanted to go home this time. "Yeah, I just wanted to go home. Zheng Dandan responded hastily. "Oh well." Lu Sheng smiled slightly, nodded and said: "Then let's go together, I don't know a place in Liangcheng, so I can ask you. "It's okay to live in my house!" Zheng Dandan's face was pleasantly surprised, and her pretty face was shining, as if she had got a great blessing. .
