At the beginning of the game, I can manifest fantasy objects

Zhang Yuan couldn't help but think of the disaster caused by the black fog in the "dream".

In the next few days, he used the monk's methods to travel to and from the Nordic countries.

"After all, it's just treating the symptoms and not the root cause..."

After doing everything he could, Zhang Yuan left and continued walking around the world.

He reversed some ideas of the Nordic authorities and indirectly influenced the decision-making of various countries in order to make people here pay attention to nuclear pollution.

At present, this is all Zhang Yuan can do.

The changes in the spiritual power of heaven and earth have begun and are continuing to grow independently. Facing the natural power of heaven and earth, he, a monk in the foundation-building stage, is really unable to cope with it.

Judging by his own strength, Zhang Yuan felt that if he wanted to completely solve this problem, he would not be able to do so unless he completed the stage of refining energy and becoming a god.

Therefore, his current focus is to find opportunities for breakthroughs and continue to improve his cultivation.

Huashan, Jade Girl Peak.

Under the Yinfeng Pavilion, Zhang Yuan stood there, looking as if he were an immortal.

He is like an independent immortal, and he seems to be in two different worlds from the tourists coming and going, and no one can catch a glimpse of him.

After many months, Zhang Yuan came here again, the place where everything began.

More than nine months ago, it was here that he obtained the cultivation methods of the ancient Qi masters and embarked on the path of cultivation.

Now, Zhang Yuan, who has reached the late stage of foundation building, has traveled almost all over the world and returned here again.

"Huashan Mountain is indeed as beautiful as heaven and earth."

Zhang Yuan looked at the dangerous peaks standing on the earth and "saw" the inspiration of heaven and earth contained within them.

The spiritual machines in Huashan are very pure and can be directly used for breathing and practicing. They are completely different from the spiritual machines that were born due to pollution and mutation in the Nordic sea.

"It's a pity that the spiritual power is still too thin. Even if I try to fish from the lake, it won't be able to support me in condensing the golden elixir."

Zhang Yuan shook his head helplessly.

Even if he could really be ruthless enough to commit extermination and drain all the inspiration in this area without leaving a single trace behind, it would still only be a drop in the bucket for what he needs to advance.

"Ok?"

Suddenly, Zhang Yuan's spiritual sense was touched, and he turned to look to the left, only to see a haggard man with a dull and lifeless face walking straight towards him.

"This man is mentally depressed and emaciated, but his bone age is not more than twenty years old, and there are no signs of any disease on his body. It's strange..."

Zhang Yuan had an inexplicable feeling in his heart, as if he had a great causal connection with this man.

His spiritual consciousness scanned the man in front of him inch by inch, but with his cultivation in the late stage of foundation building, he could not find anything special.

While Zhang Yuan was thinking, the man who looked like a gaunt tree had arrived in front of Yinfeng Pavilion and was standing not far away from him, looking at everything around him with his empty and numb eyes.

Something happened that shocked Zhang Yuan.

The heaven and earth in this area stirred up for unknown reasons, connecting the general trend of the mountains and the earth's veins. The caves hidden in the mountains actually showed signs of birth. Countless mysterious patterns were activated on their own, and the man disappeared in an instant.

The strange thing is that no one else around seemed to have seen this scene and knew nothing about the man's disappearance.

Everything happening now is so similar to when Zhang Yuan first came here!

Seeing this, his expression was full of solemnity, and he circulated the mysterious method and poured mana into the formation composed of those mysterious lines.

The next moment, Zhang Yuan felt a sudden spin, and the environment he was in had changed.

A very spacious cave, this is a cave left by an ancient Qi alchemist. Except for a spiritual spring that is almost dry, there are only broken stone tables, stone chairs, etc. left. At this time, the man was standing next to the spiritual spring, and his originally dull face became vivid, full of curiosity and shock.

"Where is this? Why did I suddenly appear here?"

The man muttered to himself while looking around.

When he turned around and saw Zhang Yuan, his face was wary at first, then excited.

Judging from his appearance, he seemed to think that Zhang Yuan could answer the doubts in his heart.

However, at this time, Zhang Yuan was not looking at him at all, but was staring at the other side with a solemn expression.

Is there something wrong there? The man couldn't help but be stunned.

"This little skinny monkey in front of us is the target of our mission this time?"

At this moment, a rough voice suddenly sounded.

The man quickly turned around and saw that as the voice fell, five people dressed in different costumes seemed to appear out of thin air, revealing their figures in the cave.

The speaker was a white-skinned, middle-aged, bald man. He was extremely tall and strong, nearly two and a half meters tall, with muscles all over his body. He was wearing an armor similar to that of the Western Middle Ages. His invisible and powerful sense of oppression shocked the entire audience.

The bald man stood in the middle of the five people and seemed to be the dominant one.

"Yes, boss, he is the target of this mission."

A thin dark boy on the right side of the strong man swallowed quietly and replied with a little fear.

At only 1.7 meters tall, he looked like a bean sprout standing next to a bald man, and no different from a child standing next to an adult.

"Why is there one more person?"

The young man on the left of the strong man stared at Zhang Yuan on the other side, with two rays of light shooting out of his eyes.

The young man is muscular and well-proportioned, with a short black haircut, wearing a well-fitting black suit and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses.

The last two people among the five are a middle-aged fat man and a cold woman, standing on the far left and far right respectively.

Neither of them said a word, but they immediately took action.

The fat middle-aged man fiddled with the monocle hanging on his left ear and looked at Zhang Yuan and the other two.

The cold woman's eyes turned golden, as if she was using some extraordinary means to explore everything around her.

"Who are you? What is the mission goal?"

The haggard man finally noticed something was wrong and slowly backed away with a wary look on his face.

"Reincarnation person? Contractor?"

Zhang Yuan took out the Zizhu Dongxiao from the storage space and looked at the five-man team in front of him who was obviously not ordinary people, and was already ready for battle.

"This may be a bit troublesome. This is a monk on the cultivation side, and his cultivation has reached the late stage of foundation building..."

Looking at the detection results displayed on the monocle, the middle-aged fat man's face became a little ugly, and he sent this message on the team channel.

"An unknown incident occurred, and the mission target was not inherited. It seems that it was taken away by this monk in the late stage of foundation building..."

Immediately afterwards, the cold woman also sent the message she received in the team channel.

"It doesn't matter, it's all the same. Let me take care of that pretty boy. It just allows me to stretch my muscles while you go and get the mission target."

The bald man showed his sharp teeth to Zhang Yuan and spoke angrily. (End of chapter)