Back to the world, you human trafficker are dead

A big fire lit up half the sky. A good show ended in the early morning.

It is said that Brother Yao brought five brothers under the cover of night and came to the address given by Sister Hua, ready to kidnap the person.

Among the brothers there was a locksmith, nicknamed Skinny Monkey, who was the first to touch the lock on the door. The others scattered and kept alert.

One minute later... Five minutes later...

"Skinny monkey, you haven't opened the door yet?" Brother Yao asked in a low voice.

The skinny monkey looked at the tools in his hand in confusion. This shouldn't be the case. There has never been a lock that could remain unlocked in his hands for more than five minutes.

"Brother Yao, wait for me a moment." He kept his head down and continued to work hard.

Another five minutes passed, and the skinny monkey gave up in a sweat: "Brother Yao, I'm sorry, I can't open the lock."

Upon hearing this, Brother Yao cursed the man as a waste and called his brothers to climb over the wall. He was determined to bring the person back to Brother You no matter what.

The other four people began to climb up as nimbly as monkeys, and after a few minutes, they were hanging on the wall.

Brother Yao waited and waited, but the man was still hanging on the wall, and did not make any further moves. "Fuck, why don't you go in and open the door? You are just hanging on the wall waiting to be caught!"

Before he could say anything else, the four men climbed up as fast as they came down, as if they were being chased by a dog.

He looked at the four people suspiciously, their faces were pale, and they looked panic-stricken and frightened.

"Brother Yaoyao, there's a ghost!" someone stuttered, his body shaking like a sieve.

How is it possible? How can there be such a thing in this world? Snap! Brother Yao still remembers that he didn't dare to speak loudly, for fear of alarming the people in the yard, so he slapped his younger brother lightly.

"Bullshit, are you drunk again?" Brother Yao scolded him in a low voice.

The younger brother covered his face and defended with tears in his eyes: "Really, Brother Yao is not lying to you, if you don't believe me, ask them."

Brother Yao turned his head to look at the others, and the other three nodded in agreement.

"Brother Yao, we just couldn't reach the top of the wall no matter how hard we tried. Is there something fishy going on? Let's go quickly. We can't afford to mess with this yard."

Another younger brother earnestly persuaded him to leave, and the rest of the younger brothers followed suit.

The skinny monkey suddenly realized: "No wonder I can't open it, it's not my technical problem, it's because this place is not clean!"

After hearing what they said, Brother Yao couldn't help but feel uneasy. He always felt that there were eyes staring at them.

Just as he was hesitating whether to retreat or not, suddenly a younger brother said in panic: "Brother Yao, look, is that it?"

Brother Yao looked in the direction he pointed, and instantly a basin of cold water was poured down on him, chilling him from head to toe.

Late at night, flames shot up into the sky, as bright as red clouds and could be seen from a long distance. Isn’t that the direction of Chunfengxuan?

"Let's go!" Brother Yao was full of anxiety and quickly left with the five uneasy people.

The sky was turning pale, and the night gradually faded to indigo. Zhang Hui met with An Yuchun, briefly explained the situation, and then went home.

This failure made her very depressed, and it also sounded a wake-up call for her. After entering the foundation-building stage, she became arrogant.

She secretly warned herself that some people and some things were beyond human control, and God's will could not be violated. No matter how good the plan was, man's plans were always unpredictable.

Then he thought again, cultivating Taoism is also against the will of Heaven, competing with Heaven for the essence of the sun and the moon. Improving oneself is not enough, so as to achieve the same longevity as heaven and earth.

If the will of heaven cannot be violated, then wouldn't they, the cultivators, have been abandoned by heaven long ago? How could she still exist?

For a moment, her thoughts were in a mess, and the cyclone around her body was out of control, cutting through her skin like a knife. She stood still on the street, and suddenly her inner demons were everywhere. The first obstacle after building the foundation came.

The sun, moon and stars have been shining forever in the universe. During the long years, the ancient gods have been able to move mountains and seas and make clouds and rain with just a wave of their hands. How unrestrained and carefree they are!

Heaven treats all things as straw dogs. Even if a cultivator gets a glimpse of the secrets of heaven and can change his fate, heaven still regards him as an ant and sets up numerous disasters to block his path to immortality.

And among them, how many cultivators failed to transcend the calamity and died, with their spiritual energy dissipated and returned to the way of heaven?

That’s right, Zhang Hui believes that the legendary mythical figure is most likely an ancient cultivator.

The spiritual energy in the world today is declining, and there are very few practitioners. Isn't this also the backlash caused by the counterattack of heaven?

Simply put, from ancient times to the present, countless cultivators have seized the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and used it on themselves in order to break through the void, enter the fairyland, and gain eternal life.

The Heavenly Dao whose spiritual energy has been taken away naturally cannot sit still and wait for death, so every time a cultivator breaks through his own realm, the Heavenly Dao will always send down a massive thunder disaster to stop him from continuing to cultivate.

In this process, if a cultivator unfortunately dies, his spiritual energy will return to nature to make up for the loss of heaven, and this cycle will repeat itself.

However, the deduction of the Way of Heaven is not endless. Over time, with the development of the scientific and technological age, human beings have become more and more dependent on the convenience brought by machines, and no one practices Taoism anymore. From then on, spiritual energy has gradually become scarce, and there are no more practitioners in the world.

Her appearance just confirmed one thing: the insurmountable space barrier must have become extremely weak, so she could return to this world.

As the saying goes, fighting against the heavens brings endless joy. There are fifty great ways, forty-nine of which are derived from heaven, and one of which is hidden by man. Then Zhang Hui is this variable!

With a click, the barrier in Dantian loosened. Zhang Hui opened his eyes, and the spiritual energy was overwhelming. The cyclones around his body disappeared. After this dangerous experience in the early stage of foundation building, his realm became more stable.

As soon as she stepped into her own courtyard, she felt something in her heart: someone had moved the iron wall talisman.

The spiritual power on the talisman paper has diminished a lot. It seems that things were not peaceful at home last night. Fortunately, she made arrangements in advance, otherwise the consequences would be unpredictable.

Using talisman paper is not a long-term solution. What if one day she is entrusted to go on a long journey and the spiritual power of the talisman paper dissipates, wouldn’t her family be in danger?

Zhang Hui thought about it and walked into the yard. Her grandparents thought she was just going out for morning exercise and didn't think it was strange. They invited her to have a hot breakfast.

After the meal, she took out a spirit stone from her storage bag. She had kept this spirit stone and was reluctant to use it.

She evenly divided the spirit stone into nine pieces and set up a defense formation according to the layout of the yard.

This high-quality spirit stone can maintain the formation for a longer period of time. When we find something to replace the spirit stone in the future, this defense formation can be used continuously.

Afterwards, she took out a few pieces of pine wood and used tools to make a wooden sign that was one finger long and half a finger wide. She then carefully carved a formation for entering and exiting the yard on it.

This wooden sign not only has a formation for entering and exiting the yard, but also a small defensive formation.

This moment lasted the entire day. Fortunately, she had asked for leave before, otherwise the head teacher would have gone crazy.

After dinner, she solemnly gathered her family together, briefly explained the current situation, took out the wooden signs, and handed them to her family members one by one.

"Grandpa, grandma, mom, sister, I have carved a defense formation on the wooden sign. You must carry it with you at all times."

"Our yard was coveted by outsiders last night. Just in case, I set up a formation around the yard. The wooden sign is the key."

"Sister, give these two pieces to my brother and sister-in-law, and these two pieces to my uncle and aunt. Tell them to remember not to leave the wooden plaques." Zhang Yule nodded heavily in agreement.

Grandma's kind face was full of smiles: "Don't worry, Ah Hui. Your grandpa and I rarely go out. It's cold in winter, so we just need to stock up on some food."

"Besides, in order to find your mother, your grandfather and I went through a lot outside. Don't worry, we are not old!" After saying that, she winked at Zhang Hui.

Zhang Hui raised the corner of his mouth, like an old child who refused to admit his age. Zhang Yule burst out laughing, grandma was really funny, she really didn't look old.

Zhang Wenxiu held her mother's hand tightly with a guilty conscience, not knowing how much suffering they had endured in the past.

Grandma patted her arm, silently comforting her.

"By the way, Xiao Hui, can I practice?" Zhang Yule's eyes sparkled.

Zhang Hui hesitated and shook his head. Zhang Yule asked disappointedly, "Am I too old?"

Zhang Hui shook his head again: "Cousin, it's not because of this."

"That is?"

"Because I don't have a spirit-testing disk, I can't test whether you have spiritual roots, and I can't teach you magic secrets at random, because that would harm you."

"Spirit-testing plate?" Zhang Yule was puzzled.

"That's what my master told me. The sect uses it to test spiritual roots, and only those with spiritual roots can be accepted as disciples."

Before, Zhang Hui only told her family about the adventure she had as a child, and did not confess the fact that she was reborn.