The master of metaphysics became rich after going down the mountain

A streak of lightning strikes the formation, and the bright lightning illuminates half of the mountain peak.

Jushi Chen and the others looked at the terrifying formation, and then at the cat crouching neatly at Le Ning's feet.

People are not as good as cats.

Produced by Mr. Wen, the quality is guaranteed, and there are traces of breaking when three thick lightning strikes strike the formation.

"There is a door!"

Seeing the hope of breaking the formation, Guan Pu's eyes lit up, "If you work harder, you will be able to break the formation!"

However, at this juncture, the snow-white cat ran over and wiped away a pattern with a swipe of its paw.

In an instant, the sky-penetrating lightning stopped abruptly, as if it was cut off by an invisible big hand.

Guan Pu was stunned, "What's the situation? Isn't it broken?"

"Yes." Le Ning looked away from the formation, "I'm afraid we really can't break the formation now."

Although Wen Xingzhi's formation was a violent way to break the formation, in fact he just wanted to open a small hole and go in to have a look.

Unlike the howitzers brought in by the Wraiths to act on the entire formation, the opening they blasted this time is equivalent to a door that cannot be smaller than the formation scattered all over the mountains.

But even so, when the formation was about to break, Le Ning felt a creepy feeling, as if something was waiting to break out through a thin membrane.

Le Ning hugged Wen Maomao and described this feeling to Guan Pu and the others.

"Then it really can't be forcibly broken."

Guan Pu nodded with a serious expression. They have already seen Le Ning's strength. Who knows how terrifying even Le Ning thinks it is dangerous.

Everyone stared at the formation in silence for a while, and decided to go down the mountain first.

It is impossible for such a big team to run here, but it is impossible for people to stand on the mountain like this all the time. The mountain wind is bitter, and there are two old people among them.

A group of people walked down the mountain slowly and returned to the car. Before getting into the car, Le Ning looked back at the withered mountain.

The dry mountain is still there, the fog is heavy, and the silver-blue formation has completely disappeared in the eyes of ordinary people, but monks can still see the large formation in this world.

There was nothing to say along the way, and it was still the convoy when it came, going down the mountain mightily.

The Department of Strange News often entertains foreign workers for accommodation, and there are still many places to live. The foreign aid invited this time all live here.

After Le Ning arrived in his room, he sat cross-legged by the floor-to-ceiling window, with complicated thoughts in his mind.

He looked through his memory carefully, and found that he really couldn't remember anything about the mountains before.

Without any memory of the past, it feels like there is no way back and no way back, and the whole person is empty.

Just as he was thinking about it, there were a few light knocks on the door, and then the door was pushed open.

It seemed that the knock on the door was not asking if he could come in, but just reminding him that he was coming in.

Looking back, Wen Xingzhi was wearing a black robe and was slowly closing the door.

Le Ning turned his head again and snorted coldly, "Sir, although you are very good-looking, it's not good to just enter my room like this?"

As soon as I heard it, I was still angry.

Wen Xingzhi walked over silently, sat cross-legged with him, and sat behind Le Ning, gently hugging the distraught man and leaning against him.

With the vest pressed against the warm and solid chest, Le Ning struggled for a long time, and reluctantly chose a comfortable position to lean on.

Leaning close, he still moaned, "I didn't let you hug me, you wanted to hug me yourself, and I'm still angry."

"Alright, then how can Le Xiaoning not be angry?" Wen Xingzhi responded with a good temper.

Le Ning turned around in his arms, turned her head and glared at him, "At least, you have to explain why you disappeared suddenly."

Looking at each other for a moment, Wen Xingzhi thought for a while, took his hand and put it on his arm.

"What..." Le Ning squeezed, and his voice fell silent before he finished speaking. Under the thick robe, he didn't feel the original hard muscles at all.

He hurriedly lifted up the sleeve of his robe and took a look, only to see that the originally muscular arm was only left with jade-white bones!

Look at the other arm, leg, and back, and touch it all the way down. The more you look at him, the more chilly you feel.

No wonder Mr. Wen had to wear a hood and gloves along the way. The action was almost completely skeleton.

"Why, what's going on." Le Ning's voice was dry, and he didn't dare to touch it with his open hands, for fear that his strength would break the walking bones.

"It's not a big problem. It was the same before. It's just that I used spiritual energy to build flesh and blood. Now that the spiritual energy dissipates, the flesh and blood also dissipate. Now there are only bones left."

Wen Xingzhi rubbed Le Ning's hair, "Don't worry."

do not worry.

Le Ning looked at the handful of bones again, how could this make people not worry!

Wen Xingzhi then explained that the reason why the aura would dissipate was because of the loss of the body.

When he learned that Mr. Wen lost his body for 200 years and was still so stable, Le Ning had nothing to say.

He glanced at the frightening bone, and barely suppressed his agitated mood, "Then do you still have something to hide from me?"

Originally, it was just a casual question, but upon hearing this, Mr. Wen looked hesitantly outside the window, as if something really happened.

Le Ning was almost pissed off, "Are you an onion, so many vests!"

Mr. Wen's last vest was related to the formation on the dry mountain. When Le Ning approached the formation and the mountains shook, he felt the aura of the main body.

And at the same time as the mountains trembled, his wandering soul body also stabilized.

So it is basically certain that his body is under that big formation.

It's just a little strange, he remembered that the place where he stopped on the main body before should be a piece of lush vegetation and auspicious aura, no rocky mountains and no broken mountains, so why is it now a contiguous dry mountain?

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Le Ning is picking up horses at various levels, and Guan Pu is cooperating with other departments to settle down in Yuncheng.

Seventy percent of the residents in the city have been sucked into blood. It is okay for young people to lose a little blood. Those critically ill patients, frail old people and babies whose lives are hanging by a thread, all lack this ray of blood.

In just a few days, the number of people who died due to loss of blood reached a terrifying number, and the intensive care unit, emergency room, and delivery room were all hardest hit.

The reports are just numbers, but behind each number is a living human life.

Even though he has dealt with many major abnormal events, Guan Pu still trembled a little when he saw the hundreds and even thousands of figures in the report.

Just when Guan Pu was getting angrier as he dealt with the report, in the smallest but strictest room of the prison where evil things were held, a wooden sculpture of a human face was tied in the middle.

There are two layers of lock lines attached to the lock array, four surveillance cameras around the four corner walls, and people outside patrolling irregularly. In this environment, there are thick seals on the body, let alone evil things, the size of rice grains Mosquitoes don't even think about escaping.

The grieving ghost locked in the wooden carving tried to rush forward a few times, but the seal pressed on his body like a thousand-fold giant mountain, which could not be shaken at all.

He didn't know the person who sealed it, but that terrible coercion is definitely not something he can resist now, let alone the current him, all the people in the 200-year sect may not be enough for him to fight with one hand.

That person is too terrifying, that is not the power that a person can have at all!

After confirming that he could not break through the seal, and that he had no hope of escaping, the ghost was silent for a long time, and suddenly sneered.

He is hopeless, but there are many like him in the mountains, aren't there?

Let him give them the last fire!