Cheng was quite envious of the Falling Dragon Sword. At first glance, it looked like a legendary weapon card. If he used it to forge something new, it would be both handsome and match his own tempera...The sound of silk and bamboo music by my ear gradually began to fade into the distance, the scene also started to become hazy, and the yellow-robed man's tone gradually changed.

"Talking to you is pointless. You don't actually understand humans. I guess you monitored human brainwaves, simulated tens of thousands of mental fluctuations, and chose the fragments that most easily sway human minds. Then you played them through suitable organs."

Lu Cheng raised his cup.

For example, I'm telling you now, humans have two eyes and one nose, but the sound-producing organ isn't what we call our mouth.......it's.......the vocal cords in the neck.......

Boom!

Lu Cheng put down his cup heavily.

The music in the hall suddenly stopped.

The dancer, whose neck was knotted from hours of movement and whose lips had just finished singing a sweet melody, could no longer utter a single note.

The man in the yellow robe's body appeared to be shattered into pieces, with cracks appearing all over.

Then, the crack spread strangely from it, spreading throughout the space.

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Space shattered.

Behind the shattered space lay an identical hotel lobby, but dust covered everything.

There are no dancers, no yellow-clothed people, and nobody else.

During the reign of Longevity, the calamity of eternal life erupted. Most residents of Chang'an migrated to various places. Apart from the elderly and weak, almost no one remained in old Chang'an.

What about the Great Tang Ballad

Since falling from Mount Wu Zhuang, I've gradually become unable to distinguish between reality and illusion.

This is the third time.

He scrutinized the dusty wine glass before him.

Lu Cheng realized his mental state was already quite dangerous.

Spiritual pollution is becoming more and more serious, and it's increasingly difficult to extricate oneself from the subtle sense of unease.

To be honest, spirit is indeed the weakest link of mankind. Even someone like Lu Cheng, a threshold immortal, can't bear it sometimes.

All say that the Four Saints tested the Zen heart, the White Bone Demon tricked the Three Masters three times.

Without the Great Sage's golden eye, it would be difficult to tell the truth.

Tai Bai, where are you

.......

Lu Cheng originally wanted to find out what kind of wine the poet enjoyed, so he went to Chang'an taverns to look for clues.

Unexpectedly, I fell for an illusion and wasted a lot of time.

When he walked out of the dilapidated tavern, it was noon.

The sun is still shining.

This is good news. Mental species are far from reaching the level of a Level 2 civilization, and they have no ability to influence stellar power to that extent, even within the realm of rules. They simply don't have the power to alter a star's form.

This means there is no discrepancy between the two parties...

"Little buddy...." A hoarse voice rang out.

Lu Cheng looked towards the corner of the tavern.

There, in groups of three or five, gathered several old beggars. One of them called out to him.

Lu Cheng walked over, his heart cautious, unsure if this was the next mental hallucination.

"That young man was just now muttering about Wei Zheng slaying dragons, Di Renjie solving mysteries, and the inscriptionless stone tablet... Quite interesting, wouldn't you say Why not share it with this old man and liven things up a bit" Let me know if you need anything else translated!

Lu Cheng did not answer immediately, eyeing the three or five beggars before him.

They all had extra, growing organs. Some had a large tumor on their back, and some had half their face bulge outward.

This is a typical symptom of cells infected with the Chang Sheng cell designated as "Sanzang".

These infected cells will grow uncontrollably, until they consume the host.

The old beggar who spoke lowered one hand, and his infection must have been there.

A gust of wind blew past, carrying the stench of blood. A notice from the Tang Dynasty government warning against disease floated before my eyes....

"Grandpa, I was just joking," Lu Cheng said with a smile.

All say, heaven's secrets must not be divulged.

Heaven has rewritten the events of that year, making it impossible for me to speak about them with anyone.

However, he could have been elsewhere, not wasting time chatting idly. Nevertheless, talking to people can be necessary for confirming one's mental state at the time.

Moreover, these abandoned and unfortunate people might just know some information about Tai Bai.

Thinking of this, Lu Cheng knelt down halfway.

These people...are nearing their end. Even Lu Cheng, the head of the School of Inner Classics, whose medical skills are mediocre at best, can see this. Perhaps by tomorrow at this time, these three or five beggars will lose consciousness and become new sources of infection.

The old man, upon hearing this, found a comfortable posture and leaned against the steps.

At first glance, they recognized Lu Cheng as someone who had spent time on the mountain. However, he didn't appear sickly, and there was something extraordinary about him.

“Old man, looking at your clothes, you must be a capable person. Can you save us”

Lu Cheng shook his head.......After a moment of thought, he nodded again.

"I....I'm helpless now. I'm not a qualified doctor, but we are doing our best. When the war above is won, your illness will be cured.... "

There is no need to lie to a dying man.

"So the Heavenly Gate in the Immortal Realm is really at war" Hearing that there was still hope, the beggar's eyes lit up: "How's the battle going"

This young man, judging by his attire, isn't from a noble family, so he must be someone from the immortal sect

However, they generally refer to those in the fairy gate as disciples of Buddhist, Taoist, or hermit sects from worldly mountains and caves....

"Really, above... the Immortal Realm is truly at war... As for how it's going... "

Lu Cheng slowly closed his eyes.......

.......

The massive Nantian Gate blazed with zither light, illuminating the sprawling underground fortifications that stretched for thousands of miles.

Boom.

A-Qing, who was underground a thousand meters deep, felt the earthquake and slowly rose to prevent herself from falling.

And Lu Er fell hard.

The crimson lamp wick trembled, and the entire construction site flickered with light.

Sixty minutes ago, the Yunxiao-class fired its five elemental cannons from the asteroid belt, draining an entire bundle of fairy grass energy and half its water supply.

A five-element warhead from the Immortal Vessel landed, and its energy was surging across the surface.

The enemy's orbital bombardment has been going on for so many days, in a turn-based game, our side also needs to bomb them back.

The entire planetary atmosphere is rapidly spiritualizing.

Almost all of the enemy's entities have been evaporated, and they have also dispersed the largest patch of darkness where the enemy paratroopers were hiding, along with the eerie scene production site.

Then, the Cang Hai Formation underground began, under the guidance of various departments, to bombard all global landing points with a barrage.

Xu You and others estimated that more than 80% of the land forces had been weakened.

Bai Qi commanded, the mecha battalion deployed, launching a ground defense war, removing all unnecessary organs from the planet and repelling the first wave of airborne troops.

........

This came as a real wake-up call.

Although the Spiritual Race possesses numerous advantages, including powerful mental attacks that swiftly subdued the Peach Blossom Star colony and an overwhelming dominance over low-star humans.

Even at the level of high-rule gameplay, it can hold a 73 advantage against humans.

But a race cannot be perfect......

Psychological warfare may be effective against humans in general, but frontline commanders have realized that it has little to no effect on the defense forces near Nan Tian Men...

Spiritual species use twisted spirits to create unreasonable scenes, intimidation, and pollution of humanity as their primary means.

But the Shan Hai Shi legion was equipped with a large number of mechanisms, making it a natural nemesis for spiritual attacks.

And, as the elite warriors of the human race, everyone possesses a high degree of tenacity.......

The most effective means have failed, then...

Those of the spirit realm can only resort to underhanded tactics, that is, creating monstrous armies and pitting elite humans against each other....

Monsters are indeed terrifying.

But, as is well known, the fear of physical monsters is limited.

Generally speaking, in horror films, the most terrifying are the eerie scenes that appear before the monster.

But when the real monsters appeared, the atmosphere shifted from terrifying to an intense battle.

The dominators discovered that while they dominated the spiritual realm, in a physical confrontation, the Northern County monsters' firepower was overwhelmingly inferior to the Southern Heavenly Gate defense army.ng to launch a landing operation within a month, the Cotton Lan vessel really isn't up to par.Thus, Chieftain of the Galewind Field," Thunder Speaker addressed. "Establish a [Wind Sail Maritime] route...