The moment Wu Chang swung his sword out, the world fell into pure silence, as if a mime was being staged. The sword edge flashed past, cutting off the sound, cutting off the space, and cutting off the golden cymbals in the sky. He also cut off the golden body of Huanxi. The moment the golden cymbal was cut open by the giant golden sword, a bone-deep scar appeared on Joy's exposed chest. Blood spurted out, making the golden body that was already dimmed due to the condensed gold cymbal become even more colorful. It became two points shallower, changing from a gold body to a bronze sculpture. Although Huanxi still remained standing, Wu Chang could feel that Huanxi's flawless Buddha body was completely broken this time. A large amount of anger and energy leaked out, causing Huanxi's body to collapse faster than his Dispute Knight transformation. Starting from the feet, the huge copper-colored Buddha statue weathered and scattered at a speed visible to the naked eye. The winner was decided, Wu Chang looked at the joy and said with a little satisfaction: "It seems that foreign objects are better." Huanxi looked at the huge wound on his chest and the bones that were chopped into pieces inside the wound, with a look of astonishment on his face.
He has never been so seriously injured since he became a Buddha. Even if he was surrounded and killed by the rational world hunting team, he has never been so embarrassed. I didn't expect that today I would fall into the hands of a player from the wild world, a novice who had only been in the wild world for two or three months. If he had Wu Chang's opportunities and the favoritism of the Abyss Game Administrator, why would he have to worry about his big thing? Just before taking action, he saw Wu Chang taking out two more props. Whether it was a golden throne or a false miracle, they were top props in the wilderness. They were priceless but not marketable. Even if he had obtained one before, he would have used it extremely. Cherish it and wish you could offer it up when not in use. But Wu Chang's attitude in using them was casual, without any sense of caution. It could be seen that Wu Chang didn't care about the two props. He actually owned more than two props of this level, and even owned one that was more precious than these props. After entering the Abyss game for two or three months, how many dungeons has he experienced? Why? ! The world is so unfair, with no distinction between good and evil, and unclear rewards and punishments, so what's the point of everything he does? Looking back on everything in the past, Huanxi only felt that he was extremely ridiculous. He held his head high, don't lower his head, or his red nose would fall off. An unknown fire rose, and the golden body of joy faded again in a corner that he didn't notice, and even peeled off. wrong! Huanxi seemed to notice something, as if he suddenly woke up from his sleep and suddenly came back to his senses. When the Buddha's body was small and his practice was flawless, he thought that even if he did not put an end to greed, anger, and ignorance, he could at least control the three poisons in his heart. No matter what he saw, he could maintain his original mind and not have delusional thoughts and troubles. But just now, the greed, anger and ignorance that had been hidden in his heart broke out. With the huge impact Wu Chang brought to him, it grew wantonly in his heart, just a little bit away from affecting his Taoist heart. At this moment, he discovered that it was not that he was born with the ability to keep his true intentions and have no desires or desires, but that he had gained too much and could get what he wanted without deliberately asking for it. In the past, the players he saw were stronger than him, had better opportunities than him, and had better talents than him, but they were only within a certain range. There has always been a loophole in his heart, but the loophole was too small and difficult to trigger, so he never discovered it. No matter how many scriptures you recite on a daily basis, if you can't even see the whole picture of yourself, how can you make up for the omissions? No amount of mental preparation, no matter how much theoretical foundation, no amount of self-enlightenment, can replace the feeling of confusion when the three poisons appear and you are really attacking the loopholes in your heart.
Practice is the only criterion for testing truth. He was happy until he met Wu Chang, who was cheating and cheating unreasonably. When he had the strongest confidence in himself, he was defeated by the opponent across the border. Only when the defense was completely broken from the outside to the inside did he see the loopholes in his heart. Huanxi quickly calmed down and reached out to pick up the rosary beads scattered around. There was no need to connect them with strings. The rosary beads were coiled into a circle in his hand and slowly rotated as he twisted them. He closed his eyes and did not look at Wu Chang. , chanting scriptures in a low voice. The chants were reverent, gentle and melodious, and lingering. In the high-rise buildings around the square, the media from various countries who were watching had just been disturbed by the previous battles and fell into panic. When they heard the verses, they all fell silent. They could not understand the meaning of the scriptures, but they could feel the peaceful state of mind in them. The tone of the chanting seemed not to be a language, but the scale of an instrument. Joy's body was still crumbling, but his golden body, which had originally degraded into a copper-colored body, now shone with golden light again, and it was even more dazzling than at the beginning. Wu Chang's brows knitted together. No, buddy, when others break through in battle, they use pressure to break through at the fiercest battle, when life and death are on the line, and then win. You've already lost everything, so why are you still making a breakthrough? However, he was relieved to confirm that Huanxi's breakthrough would not let him survive. If he continued to fight, he would use the Wuquxing statue. When Huanxi's body collapsed to his chest, he opened his eyes and looked at Wu Chang, whose eyes had returned to calmness. "Peace, the omniscient crystal will be placed with you first. When you reach the realm of reason, we will have many opportunities to contact you." Wu Chang clicked his tongue, and if it were other guys who said harsh words, he would just bark like he was incompetent and not take it to heart at all, but if he said harsh words happily, it would cause trouble for him. The joy that was suppressed in the middle layer almost made him use all his cards. If put in the realm of reason, he could not resist the joy in his heyday. At least for a period of time when he first entered the realm of reason, he had to avoid Huanxi. However, he responded: "You know my name, but you have never reported it. Is it shameful?" He smiled happily and said: "Just remember, we are the Guangming Society, and we are waiting for you in the Realm of Reason." After saying this joyfully, the whole body disappeared. Wu Chang looked away from Huanxi and looked at Mercury and Axl. The two were very straightforward and did not struggle much. They looked at each other and left the copy plane directly, leaving only two burning contracts in place. and two withered yellow leaves. As for Fei Guang and Qianye, Huanxi did not protect them like Mercury and others during the battle. The two were affected by the power of chaos. With Fei Guang's death, the props that blocked the dungeon were released. Wu Chang took advantage of the last period of time for the Dispute Knights to look at Booker and the others. The three of them knew that Wu Chang and Huanxi would be in a weak state after the battle. In order to prevent anyone from plotting evil, they had to clear the place. They looked at each other, took out the dungeon and disengaged the props very wisely, and ended the dungeon early. call. It's finally over. Wu Chang's tense energy dissipated, and he looked at the golden giant sword slowly dissipating in his hand, with a trace of heartache flashing in his eyes.
The enchantment obtained by using false miracles has powerful effects, but the side effects are also huge. Wu Chang opened the attribute panel and saw that among the prop attributes of the Golden Throne, the "Treasure" skill turned gray. In a short period of time, the treasure skills of the Golden Throne will be unavailable. Since the side effects of the false miracle are not specified, he is not sure whether the treasure skills will be restored. Fortunately, Schulz relied on the resonance of virtue and vice to collect enough beliefs and firm enough beliefs to greatly reduce the side effects of false miracles, without affecting the skills of the Kingdom of Gold, and the loss was not significant. Not too big. Speaking of Schultz, Wu Chang shrank in size and became concerned about his cheap cousin to see how he was doing. He looked at Schulz who was lying on the ground and found that the black and white hymn had completely lost its breath of life and turned into a dead thing. Schultz is dead? wrong. Wu Chang was in the center of Psalm's eyebrows, but he didn't see the omniscient crystal that would burn his eyes. When he and Huanxi were having a lively fight, Schultz took the opportunity to escape. Where could he escape? Just as Wu Chang was about to search for Schultz's traces, his expression suddenly became strange. He found where Schultz was. On the 100th floor of the Anthem Building, Wu Chang himself was watching the excitement when he suddenly heard a noise coming from the elevator. He quickly put the champagne and snacks in his hand into his pocket and returned the chair he was sitting on, acting like a primary school student who heard his parents hastily turn off the TV when they came home. The elevator door opened, and the extremely weak Schultz staggered in. Wu Chang quickly greeted him and helped him sit down. Wu Chang said: "Schulz, are you okay? Don't go to sleep until I open the medical cabin." Wu Chang was about to get up, but found that his wrist was grabbed by Schultz. He looked at Schultz and found that Schultz slowly shook his head. "It's useless, it's too late." Wu Chang frowned. He could feel that Schultz's body was getting weaker. This weakness did not come from his injuries, but from his soul. The root cause was that he was forced to break the balance of good and evil by Huanxi, which caused him to receive tens of thousands of blows. The impact of will. The four-dimensional fire lantern can only make him shine again, but cannot save his life. He originally thought that Schultz's black technology studio had a way to save him, but now it seems that Schultz has no way. Schultz said in a hurried voice: "I don't have much time. Please listen to what I have to say first. If you have any questions, ask them last." "First of all, do you see the console over there?" Schulz pointed to the far end of the studio. Wu Chang nodded. Schultz said: "This is not actually a one-story building, but an aircraft, or a spaceship. After I die, the ownership will automatically be handed over to you. You can escape in it, and the Psalm hunter outside will I can’t catch you.” "They are outsiders and cannot stay in our world for long. You only need to wait in heaven for a month and there will be no more danger." Wu Chang was a little confused. In the previous rumors about Anthem Company, conspiracy theories about aliens often appeared. It was said that Anthem Company cooperated with the federal government and dismantled an alien spacecraft to obtain various black materials. science and technology. He thought it was a joke, but he didn't expect Schultz to be serious.
Schultz saw that Wu Chang was wrong and added: "I built this spaceship myself and it has nothing to do with outsiders." Then he pointed to his eyebrows and said: "After I die, the omniscient crystal will fall off. I will give it to you. I believe you will be able to play its role better than me. Our world is now connected to a higher level world. I did not transfer this The connection is completely broken.” "This kind of behavior is very dangerous, but it also contains the future of our world. I can only go so far, and the rest of the way can only be left to you." Schultz coughed twice and continued: "All the core technologies of Anthem Company are recorded here. When you master the omniscient crystal, it will help you understand this knowledge. I have finished what I want to say. If you have any questions, you can ask them now." There were so many questions that Wu Chang wanted to ask, but he didn't know where to start. He thought for a moment, looked at Schultz who was gradually losing his spirit and might fall asleep at any time, and asked: "You don't seem to have any serious injuries, why don't you try to treat them?" Schultz said: "My problem comes from the spirit, or soul, not from the body. My spirit is full of cracks and riddled with holes. If it weren't for the omniscient crystal, I wouldn't be able to get back here." Wu Chang asked: "Why are you so seriously injured?" Schultz had a look of distress on his face, not that he didn't want to tell Wu Chang, but that in his mind, Wu Chang lacked too much pre-information, and his time did not allow him to make up lessons on the spot. "Things are a little complicated. When you master the omniscient crystal, it will tell you exactly what happened. All you need to know now is that I have been working on a project called Hymn, with the purpose of creating humans' own gods." "Today is the day when the plan is implemented. I used myself as an experiment, but failed. But this failure is meaningful. I collected a lot of data. When it is your turn, it will be much easier." Wu Chang sighed and said: "Why? You have wealth and power, and you also have world-leading technology. Your health and even life span are not a threat to you. You have reached the pinnacle of mankind. The so-called God of mankind must not be a threat to you." Isn’t it possible?” Schultz looked at the stars, his face full of worry, "Because I have seen the future, the future of mankind. I see no hope in that future. Only by becoming a god can I get rid of that hopeless future." He turned to look at Wu Chang, looked into Wu Chang's eyes, and said: "You will understand in the future. I used to see no hope in the future and thought that I had to be the only hope, but now, I see no hope in the future. When you reach the light, the light is you.” Wu Chang pointed at himself and asked doubtfully: "Me?" If the light Schulz was talking about was the true self in the square who was over a kilometer tall and had just jumped over and defeated Joy, he would still understand. But now that Schultz was facing Sean, who had been eating and waiting to die a few days ago, Wu Chang couldn't figure it out. Schultz's eyes were full of expectation and he said: "Your potential is far beyond your imagination. The reason why you gained far more power than others after the psychic stimulation surgery is because your talent area is very complicated and requires a ninth-level transformation surgery to fully activate it." Check out the 16-9 book bar to see the correct version! "God has given you the most precious talent, bar none. Now you have unlimited possibilities." Wu Chang shrugged and said: "To be honest, my ability can only condense some phantoms. Their combat power is similar to that of ordinary disqualified monsters, and is completely incomparable to the battle you just fought." "In addition, after my brain modification, I have not become smarter, and I am far from your level. I don't believe in myself, so you believe in me?" Schultz nodded. Wu Chang asked curiously: "Why?"
Schultz said with a half-smile: "I don't know." Wu Chang: "I don't know if you still believe it." Schultz just smiled and said nothing. He took off the badge representing the chairman of the Anthem Company from his chest, put it into Wu Chang's hand, and said: "If it can't be done, then do your best, but you must remember that the fate of mankind can only be controlled by mankind itself." After Schultz finished speaking, he slowly closed his eyes. The double cone-shaped omniscient crystal fell off from between his eyebrows. The light on the surface of the crystal converged, as if it had turned into an ordinary plastic product. The lost light of the omniscient crystal no longer burned Wu Chang's eyes. He picked up the omniscient crystal and looked at the attribute panel. "Item name: Omniscient Crystal" "Item Type: Unknown" "Item Level: Unknown" "Prop effect: unknown" "Remarks: None" This is the first time Wu Chang encountered this situation. In the past, when the skills of props were limited and specific information could not be displayed, the system would display three question marks, telling Wu Chang that there was content here, but he could not view it temporarily. It's better now, it has become unknown directly. It is indeed something that everyone in the world of Huanxi has to snatch across borders. It is really different. He put the omniscient crystal into his pocket and looked at Schulz, who was sleeping forever. A trace of resentment that turned red to purple appeared on Schultz's body. This is Schultz's own resentment. Schultz's resentment was like a crystal. As Wu Chang looked at it, an image appeared in the crystal, sucking his attention in. Wu Chang's eyes flashed, and when he came to his senses, a six or seven-year-old boy with his hair combed like an adult appeared in front of him. This little boy he had seen in Sean's memory was Schultz in his childhood. The background of the picture is a huge rural farm with no visible edges. The background is Christmas. The family is decorating the farm, inviting friends to the party, and preparing ingredients for the barbecue. The little boy was incompatible with the lively background. He was sitting alone on the roof, holding a math book. The book came from his cousin, a sophomore at an Ivy League university. The pages were very clean, not a single word, and there were not even many signs of being opened. He was hiding here reading because as long as his family found him, he wouldn't be able to read for another minute. Schultz's Brown family started out by opening a farm, and their ancestors were out-and-out cowboys. When the older generation boasted about the glorious past, they would even mention how many bandits they had killed. The love for guns made the Brown family want to make a gun of their own. Taking this as an opportunity, they opened the Anthem Company. However, because they did not have core technology, they were not well-known in the arms industry. The arms company had a general reputation, but the size of the Brown family farm was one of the best, covering an area of more than 750,000 acres. Even without the arms company, it was one of the largest families in the state.
However, as children of a cowboy family, parents hoped that their children could inherit their cowboy bloodline. Their children should sit on horseback instead of sitting in cram schools; they should be the captain of the school football or basketball team instead of being the nerd who ranked first in every exam. If Schultz went down, he would definitely feel some American bullying and be surrounded by other children in the family and called a nerd. He did not care about the eyes of those people, but he hated stupidity and would vomit physiologically. Every time they saw him vomiting, those idiots thought that their pranks had worked, and then they came up to him more and more, and it was a vicious cycle. Schultz rubbed his brows and felt troubled just thinking about it. Not long after, another little boy who had just learned to walk climbed onto the roof and staggered towards Schultz. "Schultz, they asked you to get down." Schultz was a little panicked. He quickly supported the child who almost fell off the roof and said anxiously: "Sean, why did you get up here? Why don't they think highly of you?" Sean burped, spraying the smell of fermented wheat with alcohol. "They were drinking, and I ran away secretly." Schultz was a little helpless, so he had to end his study and carry Sean down from the roof. Sean was one of the few people of the same age in the Brown family who would not make him want to vomit when he got close to him. Sean was not a smart person in the traditional sense. His IQ was above average, but he had a strong ability to understand. Moreover, Sean did not pester others, but often stayed with him. As Schultz guessed, he quickly became the focus of the scene as soon as he appeared. A group of kids at an age that people hated and dogs hated followed him around, shouting nerds, competing to see who could make him vomit first. In the end, it was Sean who helped him out. When Sean, with a drunken face, holding a beer in one hand and a revolver he had picked up from nowhere in the other, stood shakily beside Schultz, the world suddenly became quiet. Not to mention the children, the adults were so scared that they ran out of the room. The farm was in chaos for a while. Sean, holding a revolver, turned his head, looked at the book in Schultz's hand, and said with a smile: "Schultz, look, grandpa is right, this thing is much more useful than books!" The brief chaos ended quickly, and time came to the evening. As old federal people, the Brown family is a devout believer, the kind of devout to fanaticism. On Christmas Eve, the Brown family will invite a priest alone to lead everyone in prayer and sing hymns together. Schultz did not participate. He hid in the study to read a book. Sean sat next to him and looked at the book, but his eyelids kept fighting and he was drowsy. With a bang, the study door was kicked open and Schultz's parents rushed in. When it was the turn of the juniors to sing the hymn, only Schultz was not there. They were angry and ashamed of Schultz's behavior of neglecting God. They not only reprimanded Schultz in public, but also snatched the book from Schultz's hand and tore it into pieces. Facing his father's anger and looking at the broken books on the ground, Schultz also got angry and said what he often said to Sean behind his back. "Compared to that non-existent thing, you should respect knowledge and wisdom more."
Then what awaited Schultz was naturally a mixed doubles match between men and women. Half an hour later, Schultz lay on the bed, rubbing his red buttocks while flipping through the university physics textbook he had hidden in advance. The source of the book was also that cousin. He helped his cousin with homework, and his cousin helped him with textbooks. The two were old partners. Next to Schultz, Sean licked the wine in the glass and pointed out: "If you were like me and found a revolver first, you wouldn't have been beaten so hard just now." Schultz rolled his eyes and said viciously: "Sean, one day, I will prove to everyone that it is human beings themselves, not some other existence, who are truly great." Sean clapped his hands excitedly. Schultz asked: "Do you believe me?" Sean: "I do." Schultz: "Why?" Sean blinked, hesitated for a moment and said: "I don't know." Schultz lay on the bed in frustration, "I don't know if you still believe it." Sean said as a matter of course: "Because you are Schultz, I want to believe it." Schultz scratched his head, "It's bad, in order to maintain my image in your heart, I have to do this now." Sean clapped his hands again. In this way, as time passed, when Schultz was fifteen years old, he became a famous genius boy in the whole state with his outstanding performance and was admitted to UMass Institute of Technology in advance. Just the night before he left Brown Farm, something happened.