I changed the system to steam in the world of comprehension

"Okay, be quiet! Don't panic, don't panic!"

Fortunately, with Mo Zecheng present, after he roared loudly, he still used the majesty of his own leader to suppress the group of inner disciples of the Seven Star Sect.

"Brother Mo."

After all the disciples settled down temporarily, Cui Shang hurriedly asked:

"This is how the same thing?"

"Don't be afraid, we are now in the special secret realm of Mingyue Sect."

Mo Zecheng comforted his juniors:

"Although our current cultivation is gone, it doesn't matter. If we die here, we will go back outside... Just treat this secret realm as a game."

"But what about our bodies?"

Cui Shang touched his arm, and then a pair of mantis swords popped out from his arms. He held up his alien-like arms and asked Mo Zecheng:

"Our body is no longer human, is it? Is this structure a machine puppet?"

"No, we're still human."

Mo Zecheng shook his head with an inscrutable face:

"It's just that physical transformation is the fashion in this secret inner world."

After a pause, he continued to explain:

"Okay, now, let me teach you the basics of this secret realm. Have you seen the blue text in your eyes?"

Cui Shang and the others focused their attention on their perspective, and they saw some strange characters, numbers and patterns in their sight.

"what is this?"

they asked curiously.

Mo Zecheng briefly introduced the "auxiliary system" in their brains to them. After listening, the disciples of the Seven Star Sect were all shocked.

"I didn't expect that this group of mortals without any cultivation could actually create such a terrifying magic weapon."

Cui Shang was full of sorrow:

"It seems that we can't underestimate the creativity of those mortals in the prosperous dynasty."

"After all, before we entered the Seven Star Sect, we were just one of the crowd."

Mo Zecheng said with emotion:

"Actually, just before you came here, I was chatting with that fellow Taoist Jiang Li in the yard. He once mentioned this matter. He said that those ordinary beings who are not worth mentioning in the mortal world in our eyes, they see They seem to be sinking into the world of mortals, obsessed with obsession, but in fact, they are no different from us in essence, they just lost a chance to transform."

Cui Shang and others looked at him. Mo Zecheng now looked like an outsider, caring about the sufferings of the world. He could no longer see the sadness and anger after being dumped by green tea and defeated by yellow hair. It should be completely stable.

It seems that the system deliberately reserved time for Mo Zecheng and the others to talk. After Mo Zecheng and others finished talking, the elevator staggered to the target floor. "Sha" also went online on time, reminding Mo Zecheng and others to prepare for battle.

A group of people followed the text prompts in their eyes and took out the pistols attached to their waists. However, except for Mo Zecheng, who had some experience, the movements of the other Seven Star Sect disciples were a bit clumsy.

When they saw the black "iron box" in their hands changing into a pistol amidst a burst of cool mechanical friction, they all exclaimed.

No man can reject the elements of machinery and deformation. Even in the realm of comprehension, the most popular instruments for male monks are often not those simple and robust flying swords or weapons, but mechanized puppets and weapons that can change mechanically. Tricky weapon.

So when they saw the pistol deformed, the attention of these Seven Star Sect disciples was completely attracted by the strange "magic weapon" in their hands. They looked over and over again, holding the handle of the pistol from time to time, facing the virtual Aim at your target, and you can't put it down with this weapon on your opponent.

But cultivators are a group of people who lack basic knowledge of firearms and weapons. Not to mention them, even many ordinary people in modern society who have never been exposed to guns, when they come into contact with real firearms when they go to firearms clubs or military training, they often have Will make some frightening and dangerous moves.

Every year, people are injured or even die because of this, people in modern society are like this, not to mention this group of Seven Star Sect disciples from the world of cultivating immortals.

So when this group of juniors checked the pistols over and over again, Mo Zecheng next to them did not stop them. The guns manufactured by the cyberpunk world with advanced technology in the near future have indeed reduced the chance of the guns going off by a lot. However, as long as the safe gun is turned on, this problem cannot be completely eradicated. Mo Zecheng was lucky before, but this time, his juniors seem to be not so lucky.

Just as the disciples of the Seven Star Sect kept looking at the pistols in their hands, there was a loud noise in the quiet and narrow elevator space.

boom!

The flames erupted in the elevator, startling everyone, and then, a disciple of the Seven Star Sect screamed:

"I, my leg, my leg was shot!"

Mo Zecheng was furious when he heard the words:

"Which idiot did it?!"

Hearing this, a disciple of the Seven Star Sect raised his hands and said embarrassingly:

"Senior brother, it's me."

When he raised his hand, the pistol was still in his hand, and no one noticed, his fingers pressed the trigger too deep again, and there was another series of flashes, this time, from the muzzle of his gun. The bullets fired directly penetrated the foreheads of three teammates.

"Damn it! You're fighting a friendly army!"

Mo Zecheng couldn't help cursing, and Samantha also cursed in her voice:

"What the hell are you idiots doing? Killing each other?!"

The two of them had just finished cursing when the door of the elevator suddenly opened automatically with a "ding". Cui Shang, who had just squatted on the ground wittily, peeked out along the gap in the elevator door. Clothes made by Ramose.

"What?"

Mo Zecheng asked impatiently.

"Senior Brother Mo, look outside."

Cui Shang pointed out the door.

Mo Zecheng looked out of the elevator along his fingers, only to find that there were already several enemies with cool hairstyles and colorful hair standing in the corridor. A malicious expression.

[This group of people was attracted by our gunshots! 】

Mo Zecheng realized it. Then, he was silent for a while, and smiled at the harvesters outside the elevator door:

"Friends, surrender without killing, is it okay?"

Chapter 45 Come Back Tomorrow

Outside the gate of the secret realm, in the courtyard of Mingyue Sect, Jiang Li and Luo Zixin were sitting side by side.

Being idle and bored, Jiang Li simply asked Luo Zixin to move out the tea table and chairs, and the two of them sat in the yard, made a pot of tea, and drank it while basking in the sun.

"You don't care about the promotion of the secret realm at all."