Stop In The Deep Sea

Wang Xin walked along the path and walked inside. When passing by Haizhongchi, he took a special look inside.

Although it was pitch dark inside the broken cave, his eyes were blessed by the true energy and he could see clearly.

"Huh? It's strange, why are the virus strains growing here!"

Originally, this place was full of stagnant water, but now all the stagnant water has receded, revealing soft sand, as if there had never been water.

Countless strains of poison sprouted out of the ground like mushrooms after a rain, exuding an alluring aroma, and their density even exceeded the gentle slope outside the sea pool.

If an ancient warrior comes here for the first time, he will definitely be tempted to pick these poisonous substances that look no different from spiritual plants.

After all, even masters as powerful as Huang Realm have hated this.

"It should be that the murderous intention of the killing stone carving is too overbearing, and even the poisonous strains dare not grow near it. Now that you have moved it away, the poisonous strains have begun to breed."

"Maybe..." Wang Xin drooped his head, not knowing what he was thinking.

Ge Yuanchun stopped, pointed at Haizhongchi and said: "Let's just go here. This is a good place, and the virus strains have just sprouted, so it's easier to distinguish."

In the dim sea pool, the only light comes from the reflection outside the pool. The tiny bits of mist emitted by the poisonous strains for camouflage are like stars in the sky, twinkling on the stone wall.

"I'm really not a qualified sea explorer."

Wang Xin laughed at himself. Since he came to the deep sea, he has only explored the sea a handful of times.

In comparison, Chen Song and Li Yanlong are much more diligent. Although Ge Yuanchun never forces everyone to work, they basically maintain the habit of working for seven days and taking seven days off.

"There is no rush to explore the sea. My income on land is enough to meet the daily expenses of Team 9, and we have done a good job of keeping secrets. So far, the Mimics don't know about the existence of Half-Moon Cave."

The Half Moon Cave is quite magical. The ultra-high magnetic field will affect all electronic devices and even have a somewhat repelling effect on elastic mithril.

Ordinary people are almost unaffected in this vicinity, but Mimics are like being pricked by needles and roasted by fire. Staying for more than a minute will cause suffering.

"Okay, don't think so much, let's get started."

After saying that, Ge Yuanchun jumped up and jumped directly onto the base where the killing stone carvings were once placed.

Wang Xin cleared his mind and listened with clear ears.

"Control the spirit with Qi. For you, Qigong is the foundation. Move the true Qi to the sky, and then gather it on the Qinglong Platform..."

Ge Yuanchun explained while running the spiritual energy in his body.

In an instant, the mellow internal energy filled the sea pool. Wang Xin did not feel depressed, but felt very gentle.

This is the advantage of Tai Chi.

There was no one else here at this time, so Ge ​​Yuanchun spared no effort and showed all his strength.

Wang Xin felt the majestic power and couldn't help but sweat dripping from his back. Ge Yuanchun was definitely the strongest ancient warrior he had ever met so far, bar none.

Even Nie Yang's master, Qu Shuheng, had never put such great pressure on him.

From this day on, Wang Xin entered the stage of seclusion.

During this period, Ge Yuanchun was basically here, only occasionally returning to the deep sea base to deal with the affairs of the Tai Chi lineage and Rashomon.

Under his careful guidance, all the problems and bottlenecks that Wang Xin had had before were suddenly revealed.

Ten days later, he finally consolidated his cultivation in the middle stage of the Flame Realm, and the spiritual energy in his body reached an unprecedented level.

After another three days, the seventy-two stone characters transformed from the killing stone carvings were finally clearly interpreted, and the incarnation of the spirit outside the body was successfully unlocked.

For ancient warriors, the benefits brought by transforming into gods outside the body are not the slightest.

In the Chinese mythology system, this kind of power is called "the soul leaving the body".

This is a substantial manifestation of spiritual power. With his current cultivation level, it is simply easy to kill an ordinary person with his spiritual thoughts.

"If my colleague Zhou Qiang comes to trouble me now, I can glare him to death with just one look." Wang Xin thought to himself in a wicked way.

Not only that, if you have cultivated your spirit outside the body to a certain level, you can fight with others with your spiritual consciousness. That is the real master.

The thirtieth day of retreat.

Wang Xin finally felt faint signs of breakthrough, as if there was a wild beast dormant in his body.

He estimated that with the current amount of Qi stored in his body, the Six Paths Buddha's Hand could basically be used no longer with a limit on the number of times.

But what is worth noting is that the black air mass in his body has become increasingly clear and has gradually revealed its shape.

That seems...

It's a young alien beast!

It has towering horns, sharp claws, and hard scales.

Just huddled in the hazy mist.

"Is it possible that this "Great Heaven Sutra" is actually using the body of a cultivator to raise an ancient ferocious beast?" Wang Xin said to himself.

It's a pity that Ge Yuanchun and Yu Xi around him have only heard rumors about Xuyu's lineage, and have no idea about the specific content of "Mahattan Sutra".

In desperation, Wang Xin could only continue to be reckless. Neither the Mimic nor the Destiny Twins allowed him to be lazy or hesitant at all.

As everyone knows, at the same time, earth-shaking changes have taken place in the deep-sea base.

…

Xinxia District, Night City Club.

There was a lot of entertainment, people were drunk and all kinds of people were going back and forth.

In the center of the dance floor, the dazzling light ball rotates and illuminates, and the twisting waist and hot dance postures directly fill the atmosphere of the scene.

As expected by the Mimicry Alliance, the clubhouse was a mixed bag of good and bad, forming a natural shelter for them.

Who would have thought that the most powerful mimicry organization in the deep-sea base would actually be hidden under an unpopular club?

At this time, in a secret room on the 7th floor underground, an eggshell composed of elastic mithril was placed in the center of the room.

Spotlights shine around it, reflecting a blur of light.

Suddenly, the Bullet Silver Dome made a crisp "click" sound.

I saw a hand sticking out from inside.

Then, the dome seemed to be pulled and turned into countless tiny elastic mithril fragments, scrambling to shrink into the hand.

The next moment, the owner of that hand also revealed his true appearance.

"Mr. Cheng, congratulations on your rebirth!"

Lao Scar clasped his hands at the side, his flattery was beyond words.

The "Mr. Cheng" in his mouth turned out to be Cheng Ye, who was beaten into a dormant state by Wang Xin!

After more than a month of training, he finally woke up again.

Within ten breaths, all the elastic mithril was absorbed into Cheng Ye's body.

He sat on the ground, raised his head and turned his neck, making a few "click" noises, then shook his blond wavy hair and sniffed the air.

"It feels so good to breathe!"

Cheng Ye stood up slowly, twisted his limbs, and glanced at Lao Scar next to him, with a look of surprise in his eyes.

"Hey~ Not bad, Lao Scar, you have also reached the second level?"

"Thanks to you, Mr. Cheng, during the period when you were dormant, the alliance leader's scientific research team conquered the second-stage technology of bullet silver transplantation. Most people in the alliance have already entered the second-level strength."

Cheng Ye heard this and nodded: "Very good, I have another reason not to kill you."

Lao Scar forced out a very ugly smile, stopped answering, and stepped back sensibly.

Next to him, there was another person wearing a white coat, which seemed to be the exclusive uniform for deep-sea scientific researchers.

It's just that this person is wearing a mask and his face cannot be seen.

Judging from Lao Scar's attitude towards him, this man's status seemed to be higher than that of Cheng Ye.

The masked man crossed his arms and looked at Cheng Ye: "How do you feel? Are there any rejection reactions?"

Cheng Ye turned around, put away his cynicism, and said with a serious face: "Everything is normal. I feel that I have surpassed the second level of strength."

The masked man nodded slightly: "It should be more than that. According to my expectations, you should have reached the third level."

When Cheng Ye heard this, his eyes showed confusion.

According to his opinion, during his hibernation period, he should have only received the transplantation of the second piece of elastic mithril.

In other words, the mimic is only a second-order mimic at best. How could it suddenly become a third-order mimic?

"I asked them to transplant the second and third pieces of bullet silver into your body together." The masked man said lightly.

"What?"

Cheng Ye was shocked.

The transplantation process of elastic mithril is quite dangerous, and the success of the operation does not mean that it is going smoothly.

Even a serial mimic like him would not dare to transplant two bullets at the same time.

Thinking of this, Cheng Ye was already sweating profusely.

Little did he know that while he was falling asleep, he had already passed through the gate of hell.

Fortunately, he was lucky enough to survive.

The masked man slowly explained: "I don't want you to be in danger, but I don't have much time. The cancer cells have spread again, so the soul transfer experiment must be carried out as soon as possible!"

After hearing this, Cheng Ye finally understood.

Then he knelt down on one knee, leaned over and said sincerely: "Leader, there is no need to say more. The twelve owl will be trained by you personally. They will go through fire and water without hesitation."

Lao Scar was miserable on the sidelines. He had nothing to do but join in the fun. He heard words that he should not hear at his level.

It turns out that this masked man is actually the leader of the Mimicry Alliance!

The masked man waved his hand, signaling for him to stand up and speak.

"Not only you, He Nan is now at the third level of strength, and the entire alliance is improving its strength."

Cheng Ye had been following the alliance leader for so long, so of course he knew that something big was going to happen.

He stood up slowly, licked his lips and asked softly: "What should we do next?"

"The bodies of ordinary people are no longer enough to support the current experimental process. I want you to focus on the ancient warriors in the deep sea base in the next few days." When the masked man said this, his expression was very indifferent. As if talking about a trivial matter.

Cheng Ye didn't speak, but his eyes were full of passion, as if he couldn't wait to start a battle with the ancient warrior.

He looked like an extreme militant.

At this time, a person's name appeared in his mind.

"Wang Xin!"

In the first battle after waking up, he will use Wang Xin's body as a blood sacrifice!