Stop In The Deep Sea

Whether it was the golden energy of the bronze tiles or the purple smoke of the jade talisman, they were much stronger than the white air mass that Wang Xin had cultivated himself.

But sometimes the world is so wonderful, and small people can also play a big role in changing the situation of the war.

Wang Xin continued to run the "Great Heaven Sutra", controlled the weak air mass, and joined the camp of purple smoke, although his cultivation level could only provide it with a little power.

Don't tell me, that's really all that's missing.

With the addition of the white air mass, the balance gradually began to tilt towards him. The three energies continued to collide, causing an uproar in Wang Xin's body.

As the battle intensified, Wang Xin felt that the meridians in his body were constantly expanding. This was what all ancient martial arts cultivators dreamed of. After the carrier became larger, the upper limit of future practice would increase.

The stalemate lasted for two hours. At this moment, Wang Xin was exhausted and his physical strength to maintain Qigong had reached its limit.

But he still gritted his teeth and persisted, raising the upper limit of his abilities again and again.

Finally, the bronze tiles exhausted all their power and were defeated after a moment of negligence.

The purple smoke also wanted to take advantage of the victory and pursue it, so it used the Milky Way Pinning to attack it.

Knowing that he was outmatched, the bronze tile cunningly turned into a golden light and shot into Wang Xin's body. Wang Xin touched his chest and was extremely surprised. He quickly turned on the internal vision to check his physical condition.

There was originally only a white air mass on his chest, but now there was a hint of gold. Wang Xin controlled the true energy and wanted to force it out of the body, but the golden air seemed to be stuck here and could not be driven away no matter how hard he tried.

Helpless, Wang Xin had no choice but to try to use the purple smoke to refine it to see if he could absorb it and turn it into his own power.

Sure enough, as he thought, half an hour later, the purple smoke turned into seven stars, floating in the shape of a spoon in his sea of ​​consciousness.

The bronze tiles and white air masses chased each other head to tail, depicting the shape of Tai Chi's yin and yang, and finally formed a "Beidou Circumpole Diagram" hanging in his chest.

"It's done!"

Tai Chi has always been quite mysterious in China. Many Taoist traditions regard Tai Chi as the foundation of Taoism. There is a saying that "Tai Chi produces all things".

This three-color energy of gold, purple, and white eventually evolved into the shape of Tai Chi. It may not be an accidental act, and I don't know what is special about it.

Wang Xin looked at the surging spiritual energy in his body and felt that he had reached an unprecedented peak. He was surprised to find that his cultivation had broken through the "extinguishing realm" and reached the second stage of ancient martial arts - the "flame realm".

Once you reach this level, you can basically fight one against a hundred if you are placed in a pile of ordinary people, and you can also practice some of the secret techniques in the "Mahattan Sutra".

If he faced his colleagues Zhou Qiang and Da Bin again, he was confident that he could knock them down in ten breaths.

However, I don’t know what the result will be in fighting the Mimic with the strength of the Flame Realm.

The Beidou Circumpolar Map is like an ultra-high-power engine, continuously absorbing spiritual energy from the outside world and converting it into true energy in the body.

"I didn't expect that the Beidou circumpolar map could have such an effect!"

He can feel that his combat power has increased a lot now, and he is instantly confident. It is not impossible to fight across levels.

Estimating the time, it was almost evening.

Wang Xin quickly swam back to the mini-supply station with the dull bullet silver blank. Due to his long-term Qigong practice, he could hold his breath underwater for much longer than ordinary people, but even so, he had basically reached the limit at this moment. reached the limit.

In the supply station, the team members were eating and showing off to each other the objects they had discovered. When they saw Wang Xin coming in wet, they were all stunned and put down the dishes in their hands.

"Holy shit, brother, where's your diving suit?" the leader asked.

Wang Xin thought for a while and did not tell the truth: "When I first came up, I didn't know what was scratching me. I almost died just for such a thing."

As he spoke, he placed the silver bullet blank in his hand on the dining table.

In order to make other team members believe it, Wang Xin also added: "Oh, it chokes me to death. This sea water is salty enough."

As he spoke, he spat on the ground in a decent manner, thinking secretly in his mind that he had indeed told a lie, so he had to use more lies to cover it up.

The team leader squinted his mung bean eyes, glanced at the bullet-silver blank, took a sip of kelp soup, and said nothing, but he already knew in his heart that Wang Xin was lying, because everyone ignored an important factor: water pressure.

Ordinary people have absolutely no chance of surviving even for just three seconds at a depth of more than 10,000 meters in the sea.

However, the team leader did not expose it. After leading the new sea exploration team for so many years, he had seen many such team members. They just discovered something strange and did not want others to know about it.

But so far, among the items found in the underwater ruins, the bullet silver blank has the highest value. Since Wang Xin has handed it over, it doesn't matter.

More importantly, in order to prevent sea explorers from hiding ammunition, the Base Management Association has long issued an order that all formal channels are not allowed to collect ammunition surrendered in an individual capacity.

This is also one of the important reasons why a large number of treasures flow into the black market.

After a month of contact, the team leader had already found out the details of these novice sea explorers. Without him as a middleman, who could find the threshold of the black market would just have to wait for Wang Xin to take the initiative to find him.

Wang Xin didn't have a cod skin diving suit, so he had to end his first sea exploration trip early. The organization sent a speedster to pick him up.

After returning to the slow ascent module at the base, breathing in the air, I felt like I was alive again.

This was the closest he came to death.

Speaking of this matter, I would also like to thank Dai Xingyue. If the jade talisman she gave me had not been a big help, my life might have been decided here.

Thinking of this, Wang Xin sent a message to Dai Xingyue, asking her if she had anything else planned for the evening. He wanted to invite her to have a meal with him, but he did not receive a reply.

Helpless, Wang Xin had to go to the training room first and return the tools he rented before exploring the sea to the organization, and then got on the air rail train to the Psychic Zone 2.

On the way, Wang Xin called Chai Hao again and asked him how the bullet transplant surgery went.

After Chai Hao was connected, he shouted excitedly: "Brother, the operation was successful, but it will take two days of recovery before being discharged. By the way, I think you may not be my opponent now. Let's compare notes when we go back."

"You are really crazy..." Wang Xin said with a smile.

He didn't take Chai Hao's provocation seriously. With his current strength in the Ancient Martial Flame Realm, it was still too easy to deal with a Mimic who had just started.

Twenty minutes later, we finally arrived at Psychic Zone 2.

As soon as he opened the door of the villa, he saw Dai Xingyue lying on the sofa, with a large pool of dried blood at the corner of his mouth.

"Xiaoyue!"

Wang Xin ran forward in three steps and two steps at a time, gently shook her shoulders, and asked anxiously: "Xiao Yue, what's wrong with you?! Xiao Yue, Xiao Yue!"

No matter how Wang Xin called, Dai Xingyue was still in a coma without any response.

Wang Xin immediately took out his mobile phone and wanted to dial 120, but remembered that the hospital at the deep sea base was not yet equipped with an emergency system.

Fortunately, the nearest hospital was not far from here, so he picked up Dai Xingyue and rushed to the hospital.