A Million Possible

"What is this stuff?"

The first item taken out of the black jade bracelet is a "stone pillar". The overall length is about fifteen centimeters. The section is about the same size as an ordinary rice bowl. The whole body is white. It is slightly pressed in the hand to prove the weight. Not light, the touch is similar to jade, with faint lines on the surface.

This strange item is also the biggest thing inside the jade bracelet. Because it was dark at night, Cheng Lin thought about it and turned on the flashlight that came with the phone, and began to observe. Under the light, the appearance of the "stone pillar" became clearer.

"It is indeed a jade-like material, but it is not a spirit ore... This is the... Spiritual Qi field map depicted on the surface? Interesting, it looks very complicated, but... it looks like this object is already abandoned."

Under the light, you can clearly see the dense cracks on the surface of the stone pillars.

The cracks were huge, like a spider web, and very fresh, almost splitting the entire stone pillar, as if they were caused by external forces. Cheng Lin carefully sensed it, and felt a little bit of the breath of the sword in these cracks.

"Could it be that I caused these cracks?"

Cheng Lin suddenly realized something in his mind, he fumbled inside the jade bracelet again, and found a special drawing and an ordinary carving knife.

Put the knife aside.

Unroll the paper roll.

An icon that was somewhat different from the "Spiritual Qi Field Map" he had seen before appeared. After carefully distinguishing it for a few minutes, Cheng Lin determined that the image drawn on this map was exactly on the "Stone Pillar".

In the corner of the drawing, there was a text introduction of the secret hemp, which was actually in English. Cheng Lin took a photo and translated it with a translation software, and finally figured out what it was.

"Enchantment! This turned out to be a blueprint to construct an enchantment!"

After seeing the English clearly, Cheng Lin's hand holding the drawing shook subconsciously, which really surprised him.

"So, the enchantment used by that person is a research result of psionic technology? It is not a mere supernatural power, but requires the use of a medium to display it? This stone pillar is the carrier of the field map. Can you use it to display barriers?"

This logic is not difficult to guess, and Cheng Lin immediately became enthusiastic.

He has seen the magic of enchantment, and he is very aware of the magical effect of this thing. If he has enchantment, when he snatched the sword and killed the Rogue Cultivators, he could do it silently.

"It's a pity that this'bearing object' seems to have been scrapped. I can only look for materials and try to carve a new one by myself. I don't know if it will work..."

As he tried to inject Spiritual Qi into the broken stone pillar, he noticed that the disordered force broke apart in his palm, and Cheng Lin sighed regretfully.

Shaking his head, putting away the stone pillars, blueprints and carving knives, he looked forward to other items even more.

The second item is a pendant.

The workmanship is very modern.

The black braided rope is tied with a bright silver "ring" with a minimalist design.

The ring is very small, can be hidden in the palm of the hand, without any fluctuations, and without any imprints. It is extremely simple, and it is impossible to speculate its origin.

The only special thing is that there is a small knob at the bottom of the ring.

From the outside, it is easy for people to think of it as a gadget for Taobao worth more than ten yuan.

However, after Lin's groping, he was delighted to discover that the function of this thing was actually to hide the breath!

Wear the pendant around your neck.

Cheng Lin tried to twist the knob.

Then, he clearly sensed that the fluctuations released from his body began to weaken.

Every time a practitioner has a new breakthrough level, he will lose his breath outside the ground for a period of time, making it easy for others to perceive the own Cultivation Base. The fluctuation will only diminish as you adapt slowly, but unless you have special interest-trapping skills It’s difficult to hide the Cultivation Base in the eyes of high-level cultivator or ordinary cultivator or cultivator with perceptual ability.

But this gadget has the magical power of shielding breath.

"In this case... the plan can be adjusted appropriately."

Rubbing the small bright silver pendant, Cheng Lin thought, this thing brought him no less joy than an enchantment.

After breaking through the fourth rank, he always had a worry about how to face the problem of Jiuji.

It stands to reason that the successful promotion to the fourth rank is comparable to Huang Yin and Yang Congxian from the Cultivation Base. This is a good thing to say, but the problem is that he has appeared many times as a black robe in the projection of Shudu.

After being promoted to the fourth rank, he immediately came forward to negotiate with Xu Qu and others. Later, he met with Shi Shengcun and the rest of the exploratory team members. In the process, although he concealed his true appearance, the Cultivation Base on his body could not be hidden.

For He Shuwu, Shen Shanjing, and others, it is easy to see that the "Black Robe Elf" has just been promoted to the fourth rank not long ago.

Under this circumstance, if you swagger through the market as "Cheng Lin", will it trigger some unnecessary associations?

"Especially... Although I try to hide as much as possible, it is ultimately different from the real elves. I am afraid that some people have faintly noticed something wrong with the black robe. It is just because of the identity that there is no way to question it in public... In short, be cautious. , I’d better not immediately expose the promotion to the fourth rank, at least...Hide it for a while."

This kind of thinking may be a little too cautious, but Cheng Lin feels it necessary.

As for hiding the Cultivation Base, whether it will delay learning new abilities... Cheng Lin just wants to say that there is no need to worry at all. He has successfully obtained several fourth rank power maps, even the fifth rank is different. It’s all possible, but it’s a pity that there is no higher one. Cultivation Technique also got 4-6 grades in one go. To put it more extreme, with his gains this time, even if he immediately leaves the Trisonic system and jumps out as Rogue Cultivators can also cultivate to the sixth rank smoothly.

"I was still having a headache before, how to deal with this matter, now with this pendant, it's much easier."

Cheng Lin carefully twisted the knob and found that turning the knob to the "0" position can even prevent himself from showing any breath. At the very least... When he turned on the "wide-area vision" and looked down at own from the top of his head, he didn't observe it. Any light.

"This may mean that with this thing, I can even pretend to be an ordinary person..."

With this in mind, Cheng Lin carefully twisted the knob to adjust his own Cultivation Base to the third rank peak in accordance with the brightness of his body under wide-field vision.

In this case, in the eyes of outsiders, he is still stuck on the bottleneck.

After hiding the pendant in his clothes, Cheng Lin felt a lot more relaxed, and he continued to unearth the bracelet.

The third thing I took out was a wooden box, the size of which was only half the size of the glasses case. There was no lock. When I opened it, I found that it was a foam cushion with three bullets on it.

Cheng Lin carefully observed that these bullets were made of copper, except that the surface was engraved with extremely fine Spiritual Qi fields. They were so small that they were basically difficult to do by hand. Cheng Lin suspected that they were machined.

There were bullets but no guns. After groping and finding no more, Cheng Lin could only put it away with some doubts.

Then, he took out several bank cards from the inside. These things were almost worthless to him, at least as they were at the moment, and put them away. At this time, only the last thing was left in the jade bracelet.

It was a notebook smaller than half of A4 paper. It was about a finger thick. The surface was a black leather case. It was not heavy and looked very ordinary. It was just a small seal attached to the leather buckle on the surface of the notebook. .

Black, wood, very light, with a peculiar shape. Cheng Lin took a closer look and found that the bottom of the seal was imprinted with a peculiar pattern composed of three curves!

"Black?"

Cheng Lin recognized this pattern almost at a glance. It was an imprint of the black organization.

"That said, I killed that fifth rank strong... was it really the black guy?" Cheng Lin realized afterwards.

Although there have been speculations before, there is no evidence after all. After slaying the leader of the man in black, he also observed his arm, but did not find it. Now thinking about it, maybe this person is the president of the entire black organization, so naturally No "tagging" is required.

"I'll just say... How can the ordinary Rogue Cultivators organization support a fifth rank? And it's still a fifth rank with storage equipment..."Cheng Lin stroked the seal and sighed. Speaking of which, Xiandao Projection killed the backbone of others, and Permafrost Projection killed the branch president. This time... it was the president who killed it without accident... so to speak. Do you think you have pulled out this big cancer?

After realizing this, Cheng Lin suddenly felt distressed.

"If this is replaced with Contribution Points...how many?"

Sighed, in this matter, he was afraid that he could only be an unsung hero in this life.

Shaking his head and laughing, Cheng Lin opened the notebook and was surprised to find that it turned out to be a list with many names, their corresponding Cultivation Base, address, status and so on... Many people even posted them. The one-inch picture...looks pretty neat.

"This...is it the list of the black organization's personnel in the country?" Cheng Lin breathed tightly. Through the relationship with Tris, he knew that this organization is a single-line structure. Except for special circumstances, most of them are through "online" "" and "offline" relationship liaison.

In other words, in addition to the president who controls the list of all personnel, the rest of the hierarchy only controls a small number of members.

This further confirmed Cheng Lin's guess.

He hurriedly browsed through the light, and the catalog was marked with two partitions, one was "Rogue Cultivators" and the other was "Xia Guo official".

Seeing the latter, Cheng Lin was taken aback, thinking of Xu Dong from the Second Hospital. He hurriedly jumped to this part and opened it, but only to see that all the practitioners in this part of the list were marked with an "×", scarlet. The ×s are connected together, and the name of the entire partition has been crossed out.

On the penultimate line of the second page, Cheng Lin saw the name "Xu Dong".

"Obviously, these people are members of the black side hidden in the government system, but they have been uprooted. It seems that they should have been caused by the internal cleaning and self-examination of the Trinity Department this month."

Cheng Lin immediately sighed and then heaved a sigh of relief. At the very least, it meant that the nails that Black had made in the official game had been completely finished, and the rest were illegal Rogue Cultivators, small fish and small shrimps.

"This time the black president has fallen. Based on the structure of this organization, the entire organization is in a slump. Except for one big hidden danger, the remaining Rogue Cultivators on the list have become lone ghosts..."

Cheng Lin suddenly moved in his heart and had a bold idea.

The black members at the bottom must have extremely limited information. I am afraid they know very little about the status of the organization. Now the list is in their own hands. If they are used, they may have unexpected gains.

"It seems...it looks like a mess... do you want to expose these people, get rid of them, or... let me take over as the chairman of the black side and try to use this existing network of contacts?"

In the lonely night, Cheng Lin stood in this remote area of ​​the wilderness, stroking this little book, his eyes gleaming.

However, just as he was thinking about it, the phone rang suddenly.

Cheng Lin froze, handed the notebook to his left hand, picked up the phone in his right hand, and saw that the caller ID on it was an unfamiliar number. He hesitated and pressed the answer button. Immediately, he heard the counselor coming from the headset. Voice: "Is it number 91?"

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