Spiritual Lord of the Heavens: My spiritual disciples are all over the world

"Little rookie, there's no hope," Han Fei said with a smile.

Sure enough, the wolves instantly overwhelmed Zhang Chulan. These wolves were directly controlled by Xiaobai. For an artificial intelligence, overall planning is what it is best at.

Zhang Chulan only had time to let out a scream before he was pressed to the ground by more wolves. These wolves did not bite randomly, but purposefully controlled Zhang Chulan's actions. The eight wolves worked together and bit Zhang Chulan's Arms and legs, and several wolves attacked Zhang Chulan's throat.

Even though Zhang Chulan had golden light to protect his body, he could barely hold on for a while before the golden light was torn apart by the pack of wolves. Zhang Chulan was so frightened that his throat was bitten open before he could even use his thunder method.

At the same time, Zhang Chulan in the real world suddenly sat up from the ground, opened his mouth and let out a horrified scream, and kept waving his arms in the air.

When Feng Baobao saw this, he slapped him. With a "pop" sound, Zhang Chulan's entire body was slapped away.

Feng Baobao's slap brought Zhang Chulan back to reality.

Zhang Chulan looked around and saw that he was back in the woods again, then he patted his chest and said happily: "Sister Bao'er, I'm not dead, I'm not dead, I was scared to death, I thought I was really dead! This feels so fucking real.”

"Idiot, I told you it was a virtual illusion. You won't really die. What's even more stupid is that you are facing a pack of wolves and you actually want to attack head-on. Your training for so many days is really in vain." Feng Baobao faced Said expressionlessly.

"Hey, didn't I forget? Facing death, I feel scared. How can I remember this?" Zhang Chulan said embarrassedly.

After saying that, he carefully checked his body and saw that there was really no injury on his body. Then he breathed a sigh of relief. He looked at Han Fei carefully and saw that he was looking at him with a smirk on his face.

Zhang Chulan pouted. Zhang Chulan understood that he could definitely control the wolves in the virtual illusion. Those wolves were so smart that they even knew how to use tactics. They were not comparable to ordinary wild wolves.

"Zhang Chulan, how do you feel? Do you want to continue?" Han Fei's voice with a slight smirk came from the virtual screen.

"It feels great, keep going, no one is afraid of who." Zhang Chulan shouted with constipation on his face.

Although he knew that Han Fei's purpose was to make him happy, it had to be said that Han Fei's training method was much more efficient than Feng Baobao's training. Every time he had to face life and death, if he didn't want to die, he had to try his best.

This is not a game pass. Although you can die and start over again just like the game, the damage you suffer in the virtual illusion is extremely real. Without a firm will, you would not dare to try it at all.

"Okay, if you have the guts, I'll give you ten minutes to rest. In ten minutes, we will continue." Han Fei said with a chuckle.

While talking, Han Fei also took out a bunch of fruits and snacks. Judging from his posture, he planned to eat and watch at the same time! Zhang Chulan felt a pain in his balls when he saw this. He just heard that this man is a fun person, and he has seen it today.

"Baby, this is yours," Han Fei waved his hand and sent a bunch of things to Feng Baobao.

Han Fei sent not only melons and fruits, but also a gourd of hundred-fruit stuffing. I don’t know how many years this hundred-fruit stuffing has been in the small world. When the small world evolved and time accelerated, hundreds of years would be some.

Aged for hundreds of years, both color and taste can give people a mellow and rich feeling. After hundreds of years of storage and fermentation, the various components in the wine gradually precipitate and fuse, forming a unique flavor and aroma.

As soon as Feng Baobao saw the jade gourd, her eyes suddenly shone with unprecedented brilliance. She knew what was in the jade gourd. She had been thinking about this kind of spiritual wine for many years. Feng Baobao couldn't wait to uncork the bottle, put it directly into the mouth of the gourd, and took a few sips.

After a few sips of wine, Feng Baobao felt a mellow aroma of wine instantly fill her mouth, making her feel extremely satisfied and happy. A smile appeared on her face unconsciously.

Zhang Chulan was always stunned. He had been in contact with Feng Baobao for so long, and this was the first time he saw Feng Baobao smile.

Zhang Chulan looked at the jade gourd in Feng Baobao's hand, smelled the lingering fragrance emanating from the air, and couldn't help but feel his throat rolling a few times.

Just as he was about to ask for a drink, Feng Baobao looked at him as if he was wary of thieves. With a flip of his hand, the jade gourd was put into her storage bracelet.

"What's mine, mine, it's all mine. It's not yours. Zhang Chulan, go away." Feng Baobao said with a wary look.

Seeing this, Zhang Chulan's face suddenly darkened. He had never seen Feng Baobao have such a big reaction. With Feng Baobao's indifferent temperament, if he could have such a reaction, the contents of the jade gourd must be excellent. thing.

"Master Tao, what kind of wine did you give Sister Bao'er? It can actually make Sister Bao'er so rare." Zhang Chulan asked curiously.

"Baifuo Niang is brewed with Peiyuan fruit as the main ingredient and fruits from the four seasons of spring, summer, autumn and winter as auxiliary materials. It is buried deep underground and stored and fermented for hundreds of years to get this fruit wine. The Baiguo Niang in the jasper gourd, It is at least more than three hundred years old. It not only tastes excellent, but also has the effect of strengthening the foundation and cultivating the body. Do you think it is precious?" Han Fei laughed and said casually.

Zhang Chulan opened his mouth. He really wanted to say that Han Fei was bragging about not making drafts and still had three hundred years. Why didn't you say that you had lived for three hundred years? But after thinking about it, it didn't seem impossible.

He looked at Feng Baobao and then at Han Fei. Feng Baobao was at least over eighty years old. As a senior brother, Han Fei would only be older than Feng Baobao, but the two of them looked younger than the other.

Inferring from this, Han Fei lived for three hundred years, which seemed not unacceptable. Zhang Chulan was startled by his own thoughts and looked at Han Fei involuntarily.

Seeing Han Fei looking at him with a smile on his face, he always felt that there was a bone-chilling chill behind the smile. He couldn't help but shiver and didn't dare to think about it anymore.

"Okay, Zhang Chulan, the time is up, continue your training. I hope you can persist longer this time."

Han Fei picked up an apple on the table and took a bite. He leaned back and crossed his legs, as if waiting for a good show.

Zhang Chulan no longer thought about it, nodded, found a comfortable position to sit down, put on the mind communication helmet, and with a slight dizziness, Zhang Chulan re-entered the virtual illusion.

This time skipping the beginning, Zhang Chulan appeared directly on the grassland, and with a wolf howl, the battle began directly.

Zhang Chulan learned the lesson this time. Before the wolves could surround him, he raised his hand and a thunderbolt hit his palm. Along with a crackling sound, arcs of electricity hit the wolves.

The wolves closest to Zhang Chulan only had time to let out a shrill scream before they were struck black and black by a thunderbolt from Zhang Chulan's palm.

"Haha, is this interesting? Xiaobai, don't lose." Han Fei said with a smile.