My Little Country

The young Onmyoji smiled and watched the monster that President Aoiji had turned into.

Gently pat the three-tailed red fox on the forehead.

The red fox immediately narrowed his eyes in dissatisfaction, and opened his mouth to spray a burst of red flames at the monster face that was looking over.

After the flame encountered the monster's fat, it seemed to have encountered a combustion aid, and it exploded all at once.

Hum!

A circle of fire leaped into the sky, filling the entire factory area.

The officers and soldiers who got closer were terrified, but soon someone discovered that the red flame was actually a low-temperature flame!

The human body is affected, and there is no pain or discomfort.

On the contrary, it was the monster like a small mountain, who obviously felt the great torment under the flame, and a human face made a whining sound.

"All those who are on the battlefield are in front of you!"

The young Onmyoji stood up, squeezed out a fancy mudra with both hands, and drank a sonorous spell.

Bang bang bang!

As the spell was drank, sheets of blood-colored talisman paper appeared around the young Onmyoji.

Then spit it out with the sound of the last word.

These blood-colored talisman papers turned into red lights and shot towards the monsters transformed by Kui Si.

The talisman easily broke through the opponent's fat and sank deep into the monster's body.

And under the thought of the young Onmyoji, they all detonated!

Suddenly!

Red light gushed out and enveloped the entire factory area.

People from outside could only see a group of red flames covering everything, and felt the vibration of the earth to judge the power of Master Onmyoji's magic trick!

And in the red light.

After the young Onmyoji blasted the monster to pieces, he immediately carried out a recovery mission with the three-tailed red fox.

Bring back the unused extraordinary materials.

Kwai mutated into the void monster, and all the remaining usable materials could not be let go.

Wait until the red light disappears.

Only a dilapidated abandoned factory was left for the commander and others.

Especially in the workshop where the ceremony was held, a large hole with a depth of more than 100 meters appeared on the spot.

The crew of the helicopter gunship secretly smacked after seeing it.

Extraordinary monsters, it's really not something they can deal with with this little force.

Fortunately, their country of cherry blossoms is sheltered by the masters of Onmyoji, so they can get peace.

The high-levels are more concerned about the Seven Secret Records of Fajun that turned President Aoi into a monster.

But extrapolate from the current results.

There is a high probability that the Seven Secret Records of Fajun has been taken away by the young Onmyoji.

Of course, even if they think it is highly probable, they still have not spared a detailed tracing of the people and places who have been in contact with that ancient book.

The fool Ueno Taro entered the eyes of these high-level people.

This allowed the imprisoned Ueno Taro to get out of the villa.

Although he has entered the tiger's den again, at least there is no life worry.

And on the other side.

Ampei Yasuo started the arduous special training and persisted in pain and happiness.

It was also under the acquiescence of Xiao Yu.

A few words and even some video materials about the Yin-Yang-Liao were streamed out of Ampei Yasuo's hands, and soon caused repercussions in the upper echelons of the country of cherry blossoms.

In addition to this period of time, the secrets of the Seventy-two Peaks of Shushan have also spread.

It is inevitable that some brain-filled people who think a lot have to guess, are these hidden forces going to reopen the mountain gate? Is it a high profile?

Maybe? People whose talents are so short that they can take advantage of this time? Regain the opportunity to become extraordinary?

…………

On the British Isles? There is a psychiatric hospital that is well-known on the Aqua Star-Willis Mental Hospital.

Most of those who can enter this mental hospital have made a certain contribution to human society? Whether it is art, science or politics.

There must be a skill to be able to enter this place to recuperate after getting sick.

This mental hospital? Therefore, it is not as gloomy and weird as the average counterpart.

The well-arranged and beautifully designed place is more like an aristocratic sanatorium.

On the top floor of the third building of this mental hospital.

It is a large flat floor.

The Daping floor has an excellent light environment, and it is early in the morning.

The sunlight illuminates the whole room through the floor-to-ceiling windows.

A middle-aged painter with messy orange hair in the room? Sitting cross-legged on the floor? Enjoying the morning light with squinting eyes.

This is a painter who has become famous since he was a teenager, and he was born as a member of the ancient nobility of Europa.

He has a rare four-color vision, is more sensitive to colors than ordinary people, and the world he sees is more beautiful than ordinary people's eyes.

However, after he completed the best painting at the peak of his life.

The painter suddenly discovered that there was a problem with his left eye.

First, we can always see mosquitoes flying by from the left eye.

And then, I can feel small bugs constantly crawling on my eye mask.

He had to seek medical advice for this, but he could not find any health problems.

Instead, the hallucinations are getting worse...

What the painter saw became more terrifying? Horror.

Let him finally lose control and go crazy!

After going crazy, he was sent to this mental hospital by his family, relying on a large dose of psychotropic drugs.

This painter is calm most of the time? He performs better than most patients.

He even paints in the big flat.

Just? All his paintings now.

It's only half.

Half a mountain? Half a wooden house, half a face...

It seems that in the eyes of this painter, the world is only this half.

Some experts are very interested in his case. In a consultation, he deliberately mentioned why not draw the other half?

As a result, the painter who had been quiet showed an expression that made everyone scared, and went crazy again.

The experts had to give up further exploration and made up a guess that might be right.

The other half of the picture in the painter's eyes may have been twisted and strangely transformed into extremely terrifying things by his sick spirit.

The brain usually actively shields these terrorist elements.

As a result, the world in the painter's eyes becomes only half of the picture left.

This kind of mental illness is too special.

Experts were deeply moved by the miraculous changes in the brain, but they also expressed their inability to do anything.

This morning.

On the roof of a tall building in the Willis Mental Hospital.

A helicopter landed.

A middle-aged black-haired man dressed as a magician leaped down with a cigar in his mouth.

He looked around and nodded slightly:

"That's it."

With that said, the magician took out a suitcase under the envious eyes of the people around him, then opened the suitcase and took out a small stone tablet inside.

As the popularity of Lingwang accelerates.

Even in places like Willis Mental Hospital located in the suburbs, it is also the turn of the queue to popularize Lingwang.

The magician placed the huge stone monument on the top of the building, after debugging.

He took a deep breath, closed his eyes and contacted Lingwang to confirm that there was no problem with his arrangement.

Hum!

The magician successfully entered the Lingnet, and soon logged onto the official website of the Magician Association, recording all the information about the operation.

The Wizards’ Association is only a loose organization, but the main body is the Dark Council and several extraordinary organizations of Europa.

It can be said to be the most official transcendent power outside the city of the Holy Lord.

And as long as you complete the most difficult meditation in Lingwang, you can apply, and then you can become a member of the association after passing the test.

On Europa's side, the number of members of the Magician Association has increased, which may be the most among the transcendent forces.

Therefore, the members of the Magician Association hope that they and others can continue their efforts and accumulate enough points in exchange for the opportunity to study at the Magician School.

They believe that the magician who graduated from the magician school is the real magician!

After all, looking at the explanation, the great magician school was created by the vice president of the Dark Council together with many extraordinary powers, specifically for the cultivation of extraordinary talents of all races.

Now I am willing to open up a number of places to the members of the Magician Association.

It is also because the association vigorously strives and the times have changed!

"finished!"

The middle-aged magician withdrew from Lingwang, with a smile on his mouth:

"This time it went smoothly, this point is easy to earn."

I just whispered in my heart.

The huge stele buzzed and activated the scanning array.

Soon, it enveloped the entire mental hospital.

And in a mental hospital.

Some experts still expressed a little concern about letting people with mental illness use Lingwang.

The dean waved his hand and rejected the expert's suggestion.

In the eyes of the dean, there are many psychiatric hospitals in other cities that have popularized Lingwang.

As long as those patients can use it, they will not feel any discomfort after entering the Lingnet.

There are even mental patients who have shown amazing meditation abilities, helping the hospital generate a lot of income.

There are even more mental patients who have been cured in the spirit net and become normal people.

The dean felt that although their mental hospital was relatively advanced, the status of patients was also higher.

But there is still no difference in essence?

Moreover, the patient’s family members have all signed the consent form.

Ever since, when breakfast is over, there are nurses who distribute online tools and are trained by dedicated personnel.

Although many patients are mentally ill, they are not stupid. They just can't control themselves sometimes, or they will see some illusions and have different memories.

Most patients have learned to surf the Internet in dozens of minutes.

In the big flat.

The painter was also found by the carer and put on equipment for him.

The painter accepted all this with a smile, and nodded happily, indicating that he had long wanted to see what Lingwang was like.

The painter closed his eyes.

In the next second, the painter just felt his whole body shake.

Then he saw a brilliant light shining on him.

The painter smiled.

But quickly screamed.

Because he saw the horror thing that appeared on the other half of the picture in the brilliant light!

"Ok!"

Also at this moment.

Xiao Yu of the Magician School was slightly startled and moved a little while arranging the transcendent forces on Europa's entry into the world.

Xiao Yu suddenly disappeared in place.

When he appeared again, he had already appeared in the large flat in the Willis Mental Hospital.

I saw the painter who was shaking and sweating profusely.

"Interesting guy."

"The inspiration is so high that you have come into contact with the power of the void, and then you have witnessed the great existence in the void, but the soul is not destroyed, or even completely destroyed, but just the soul spontaneously shielded the memory and saved yourself?"

"open!"

Xiao Yu stretched out his right hand and pointed his index finger to the center of the painter's brow.

The power of Huiyue burst out!

In an instant!

The light of the moon filled the painter's spirit.

In Lingwang, the painter's consciousness gradually calmed down.

He breathed heavily, but his body did not continue to tremble.

A few more seconds passed.

The painter withdrew from Lingwang.

He opened his eyes wide, and after going crazy once, he saw the real world scene again for the first time.

He didn't see anyone else at the Daping floor, Xiao Yu left after giving out his little gift.

The painter touched his cheek, any madness, grabbed the paintbrush that fell on the ground, and started sketching on the easel.

Soon, I looked at the sketch of myself on the paper intact.

The painter burst into tears for a while.

He was finally able to draw a complete painting again.

But what is all this because of?

Who brought him back to normal?

The painter opened his eyes wide to recall.

Suddenly, I realized that the contents of an ancient book appeared in my mind.

The name of that ancient book...seems to be called, the Seven Secrets of Fajun?

"Is my recovery related to this ancient book?"

"I got this ancient book from Lingwang?"

The painter whispered.

The heart thumped and throbbed strongly.

The content of the ancient books gave the artist a hint of thought.

On the roof.

The middle-aged magician got a new task.

Seeing this task, the middle-aged magician was a little confused.

It was a special mission issued by the Wizards Association.

He was asked to take a patient named Jeff from the mental hospital.

"This treatment!"

The middle-aged magician grunted a little jealously, but he took it and found the dean directly.

The dean who learned of this was not too surprised, but showed such an expression as expected.

Since the beginning of transcendence.

The artist's condition was demonized in the eyes of many people.

They gradually believe that this is not mental illness, but something related to transcendence.

Maybe, the painter was once an extraordinary man, but he was traumatized and fell into the altar.

And his madness and subsequent behavior are probably a curse from the enemy.

Carefully make up for it, and only curse can be so unscientific and mysterious, right?

After the painter Jeff saw the middle-aged magician, he was relieved and accepted.

He actually wants to know more about his physical and mental doubts ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ a few hours later.

The middle-aged magician took the painter and stopped by the bank of a small river.

Look at this small river.

Middle-aged magicians are a little jealous of the painter.

He has made so much credit for the association, and in the end, he was able to come here together to witness the opening of the secret realm of the association by relying on special talents like painters.

Alas, why can the gap between people be so big!

With a breeze coming slowly.

Suddenly a heavy wave was thrown in the river.

Immediately, the waves rushed to the riverside, forming an oval space-time gate in a circle of water.

"This is the gate to the magician school?"

The middle-aged magician was short of breath, and quickly pulled the painter and walked in.