Stop In The Deep Sea

"Actually, to be honest, I do have some talent in this armor-hiding technique, but it's a pity..." Zhao Minji smacked his lips and sighed.

"It's a pity that when I inherited the mantle of the Lingdang Sect, the sect had already existed in name only. If I hadn't picked up this Dunjia technique, I'm afraid their lineage would have completely disappeared in the long river of history."

Wang Xin heard this and understood Jizi's situation very well. After all, he was also groping for practice on his own. Without the guidance of a good teacher, he had to understand and comprehend all the difficult problems by himself.

In contrast, his good friend Nie Yang was much more comfortable. With the guidance of the old boxer Qu Shuhengde, his cultivation level improved by leaps and bounds, and he broke through from body refining to extinction in one month. This was also the reason why Wang Xin accepted Nie Yuanchun as his disciple. An important reason.

So he rolled his eyes and asked deliberately: "Since today's Qimen Dunjia has lost its former glory, why don't you join other sects? You only know escape skills, so I'm afraid there are some..."

Having said this, Wang Xin actually had selfish motives. If he could win over this unique member of the Lingdang Sect to join the Rashomon, he would surely shine in the future with his weird Qimen Dunjia.

"No, no, no, the escape technique is not just about escaping, but a general term in a broad sense. Mysterious is mysterious, and it is divided into five major branches: metal, wood, water, fire, and earth. What I just performed was the wall-penetrating technique of earth escape."

Yoshiko continued to explain: "According to the mantle of the Lingdang Sect, after you have mastered the art of transporting in the later stages of cultivation, you can borrow all things in the world, and even control the mountains and stars for your own use."

Wang Xin was ashamed. He didn't expect that this Qimen Dunjia was so powerful. If it was as he said, and this magical skill could be cultivated to the highest level, it might be comparable to the power of an atomic bomb.

When he thought that Jizi could cause meteors to fall to the ground in the future, Wang Xin decisively gave up the idea of ​​​​recruiting.

From what he said just now, we know that Zhao Minji has great ambitions and is not the lazy person shown in his short video content.

Now Rashomon is only in its embryonic stage, and the shallow water cannot trap the dragon. When it grows stronger in the future, it will not be too late to win over it.

Jizi smiled awkwardly: "I talked too much today."

Wang Xin waved his hand. Although the two had just become acquainted, they found a sense of familiarity in each other, and they were in the right place.

"Brother Wang Xin, what do you think of this green powder?" Jizi turned his hand over, and the broken bottle cap appeared in his hand.

Wang Xin was surprised. He didn't expect Jizi to be so careful and discovered that there was something fishy about the green powder.

Seeing that the other party did not speak, Yoshiko said attentively: "I wonder if you have noticed that after the bottle exploded, the big man seemed unable to activate the golden bell."

"Yes, this powder can temporarily seal the spiritual energy in the ancient warrior's body." Wang Xin nodded.

"No wonder!" Jizi walked forward, "To be honest, I encountered a similar situation a few days ago. A mimic attacked me with this thing. Fortunately, Qimen Dunjia does not need spiritual energy, so I managed to escape."

Wang Xin sighed: "That's really a blessing among misfortunes, but we can't be careless. The mimics are very powerful now, and I don't know what conspiracy is brewing."

"At that time, I found this on the mimic -"

As he spoke, Zhao Minji took out a ball of black cloth from his pocket, and after slowly opening it, it turned out to be a triangular flag.

There was a lifelike flying fish printed on the flag, and underneath it was a ghastly skeleton.

"Flying Fish Ghost Flag!"

Wang Xin's pupils suddenly dilated, and his eyes were replaced by coldness: "It is indeed the Palace of Hell!"

Of course he knew this flag. He had seen it before when he broke into the former headquarters of the Mimicry Alliance at night.

At that time, he didn't know that the flying fish ghost flag was the symbol of the Palace of Hell.

"The Palace of Hell?" Yoshiko held her chin with one hand, thoughtfully.

After a while, he said in a deep voice: "I seemed to have heard this name when I first came to the deep sea base."

"What?" Wang Xin actually didn't believe it. Only a few people knew about this organization. He was a anchor and had not joined the ancient martial arts circle. How could he know about the existence of the Palace of Hell?

Yoshiko put down his arms and explained: "It was about half a year ago. At that time, I worked as a speed car driver for a period of time. I worked the day shift. When I had nothing to do at night, I practiced wall penetration. I accidentally broke into a scientific research project. Base, people inside have mentioned this organization."

Hearing the words "scientific research base", Wang Xin's eyebrows froze, and he had a bad feeling in his heart.

Jizi didn't notice his expression and continued: "It seems to be called the Second Scientific Research Institute..."

As soon as these words came out, Wang Xin's face was solemn and his mood was very complicated.

How could he not know that the Second Scientific Research Institute was where Nie Huaijun worked?

He clearly remembered that the last time he had dinner with Dai Xingyue and Chen Naiyi at the scientific research institute, Nie Huaijun clearly said that he had not heard of the organization "The Palace of Hell" for a long time.

But Jizi said that she had heard it half a year ago.

As far as he knew, Dr. Nie was the only one in the Second Research Institute who knew the relevant information about the Palace of Hell.

In this case, one of Dr. Nie and Ji Zi must be lying!

He resisted the urge to continue to think about it, quickly grabbed Zhao Minji's shoulders, frowned and asked in a deep voice: "What did you hear then? What did you see?"

Jizi also noticed that Wang Xin's mood was strange at this time, so he thought about it carefully.

"I saw a man, about fifty years old, a little bald, doing experiments. There was a young man next to him, who respected him very much and said, 'The matter in the Palace of Hell has been taken care of'... "

!

Over fifty!

Experiment!

A little bald!

Zhao Minji's description is completely consistent with Dr. Nie's.

At this time, Wang Xin's heart had sunk to the bottom.

Could it be that Dr. Nie is lying?

So were all the soul transfer experiments made up by him out of thin air?

It's scary to think about it.

"It's impossible. How could Nie Yang's father be related to the cruel King of Hell? It's absolutely impossible."

Thinking of this, Wang Xin sent a tentative message to Dr. Nie:

[Uncle Nie, I went to the Second Research Institute at noon to ask you to help test the ingredients of the green powder. You were not there at the time, so I left it to my assistant. Is there any progress? 】

After sending this message, Wang Xin shivered and put his phone in his pocket. Even if Dr. Nie responded immediately, he did not dare to look at it.

Because he is afraid.

I'm afraid that if Dr. Nie is really related to the Palace of Hell, how will he face Nie Yang in the future.

But after he finished sending it, he felt a little regretful. What if what Jizi saw was not Dr. Nie, but his old friend who had died?

"If I had known better, I would have followed the mimic just now. Maybe I could have discovered some secrets in his residence." Wang Xin sighed and said.

"This is not difficult." Jizi became interested on the side, and he was obviously not afraid of anything. "I can find his traces."