The Other Side of Deep Space

Jinchuan sneaked into the underground palace to intercept. Wang Xuan thought that there might be a fierce bloody conflict, but after a brief collision, the two sides quickly retreated.

Wang Xuan realized that the relationship between the two sides was complicated.

On the return journey, the atmosphere in the small spacecraft was heavy. There was a big hole in the chest of the kite, and the upper body was full of blood. The body was cold.

Several other groups also suffered casualties and left with their people on their backs.

Qingmu said, "I will send a sum of money to Yaozi's family privately later."

He wore a green mask on his face, and his expression could not be seen. He spoke calmly, saying, "You get used to it after seeing it many times. Those who survive are explorers, and those who die are just passers-by.

Wang Xuan was silent. That was a living life. Not long ago, it was as strong as a tiger or leopard, but now it was covered with a white cloth.

Such an expedition can no longer be described as tense, exciting, and mysterious. It gradually showed a terrifying side, and the participants were wandering between life and death.

Regarding the Qingcheng Mountain Operation, the expedition organization had made an internal assessment, and its danger index was not high.

Qingmu revealed that some expeditions occasionally encounter unnatural phenomena that cannot be explained by common sense, and that is terrible.

Heihu was rubbing the alloy knife, Fengzhen closed his eyes, and Lao Mu sighed. They were not in a good mood and were unwilling to talk. Obviously, they had experienced this more than once.

They could no longer remember how many batches of their companions had changed.

"I will save money for another two years and retire completely. "Feng Kite suddenly spoke.

...

The return trip was smooth. The spaceship landed at a manor in the suburbs, and then several cars sent Hei Hu, Lao Mu and others away.

In the manor, Qingmu kept Wang Xuan to talk.

"Keep the five pages of the golden book for yourself. It may be a powerful physical skill, but I guess it is something that is extremely difficult to practice. You have to be mentally prepared."

Qingmu felt a headache after reading only the first page of the golden book. This involves the resonance of the five internal organs, force, blood transfusion, regeneration, etc. He had heard of this kind of thing before.

"A long time ago, there was a master in the field of old arts in Xinxing. He practiced something similar to this and killed himself."

Wang Xuan was stunned when he heard it.

Studying old arts, can you practice yourself to death?!

"It involves blood transfusion and regeneration of internal organs. Although it only activates some organs, the temptation to the master is also huge. Once practiced, he will definitely live for decades longer. "

He was a master, but he still died. This is a bit scary.

In modern times, the old art has long been in decline. It is rare to find a master who can reach the highest level of this road.

It is estimated that it is difficult to find one in this era.

"Don't disbelieve it. Xinxing dug up a lot of good things in the early years, so naturally someone can practice it to great success. Of course, in the past few decades, the old art has been increasingly ignored, and this "field" is completely barren."

What Qingmu said can be confirmed by the news from Xinxing. It seems that Xinxing had discovered some supernatural phenomena decades ago and had already started to explore?

"You must be patient. This kind of thing is not something you can practice with your heart and energy. Just look at this first page. I just tried it, and it doesn't work. My five internal organs feel as if they are being cut by a knife. "Qingmu was actually trembling.

He was wearing a green mask, turned around, quickly took off the mask and wiped the cold sweat, and gasped for breath, his chest heaving violently, and the side face he glanced at was extremely pale and bloodless.

He calmed down his surging blood and returned the golden book to Wang Xuan. Although he was reluctant, he was an extraordinary person after all, and restrained his emotions.

"Don't try it randomly, this is a death warrant!" Qingmu warned again. He didn't dare to read the next few pages, fearing that one day he couldn't help it and ended up killing himself.

Wang Xuan's face was solemn. For the first time, he realized that practicing physical skills was so dangerous. This was even more excessive than practicing root methods.

"Root methods are the roots of the old skills, which improve your inner physique and spirit, while physical skills are the trunks and branches, which show your strength outside. "

Going back to ancient times, if we rise to mythology, the description of physical skills is even more exaggerated, showing... throwing elephants, breaking rivers and other means.

Wang Xuan handed over the silver animal skin scroll, which was the goal of the expedition organization this time.

Qingmu wanted to take the silver scripture away and find someone to evaluate it. If the value is far beyond imagination, Wang Xuan will be compensated.

Wang Xuan made his own request and said: "If you decipher those words, please give me an annotation. "

"No problem, after all, it is something you discovered and brought back. "Qingmu told him that the expedition organization was not stingy with its own people.

Before leaving, Qingmu reminded Wang Xuan again not to be reckless. The physical skills in the golden book might have a great origin. If you practice directly, you will really die.

He seriously suspected that it might be something left by Zhang Daoling.

Wang Xuan took a breath of cold air. He was really shocked this time. Could the five pages of golden paper be related to him?

Thinking about it carefully, it is really possible. There is a saying that Zhang Daoling lived in Qingcheng Mountain in his later years and finally passed away there.

Wang Xuan suddenly felt that the five pages of golden paper might not be inferior to the silver scroll. He collected it solemnly and must study it carefully and carefully after returning.

Qingmu agreed to let him take the scanner and arranged a car to take him back to the city.

Wang Xuan returned to the campus, packed up his things and prepared to leave. Today was the last deadline, and the old technique experimental class was completely over.

He only had some clothes to change, no big gifts, and he could leave with a bag on his back. It was simple and quick.

Wang Xuan looked back and took a last look at the familiar scenery, the tall teaching building, the clear Ling Lake, the Cuiyuan with falling leaves... He turned and left.

Everything behind him was over, and from then on he would officially plunge into the big dye vat of society.

The house had been rented long ago, and the cleaner had cleaned it two days ago. Wang Xuan went directly to buy bedding, towels, toothpaste and other daily necessities.

He felt a little sad that he had to make a living now.

This made Wang Xuan feel very strange. He had just left Qingcheng Mountain and was exploring there not long ago, fighting with people, and wandering between life and death.

Now he returned to the city, but he was busy with towels and toothbrushes. In two or three days, he would go to work and rush for life.

He had a feeling of space change and time dislocation. Qingcheng Mountain exploration, working and living from five to nine were all his life trajectories, and he felt complicated for a while.

He did not immediately tell Qingmu about going to Nova. He had just joined the expedition organization and had not made any contribution yet, but it was a bit unrealistic to make such a high request.

But now he had a chance. After they finished evaluating the silver animal skin scroll, he could talk to Qingmu.

Wang Xuan was quick and efficient. He bought all the necessary items at once and took a taxi to get everything done.

The place he rented belonged to an old community with a good environment. The trees planted a long time ago had grown into towering trees. The overall environment was very quiet.

The bad thing was that the facilities were relatively old and not modern enough.

He rented a one-bedroom and one-living room house, which was just renovated two years ago. Overall, it was pretty good.

Wang Xuan quickly arranged the daily necessities, laid out the bedding, etc., poured a glass of water, and sat down to rest.

His mobile phone had been turned off for a day. After turning it on, there were indeed many messages and messages. He first called his parents to tell them that everything was going well and he would officially start working in two days.

Then, Qin Cheng called.

"Where have you been, Lao Wang? I was so anxious. I didn't turn on my phone for more than a day and couldn't find anyone. I thought you were harmed by that bastard Zhou Yun. I am joining forces with people in our class to get revenge for you and seek justice!"

He yelled and yelled, which made Wang Xuan's ears hurt.

Qin Cheng was indeed worried that Zhou Yun would retaliate and harm Wang Xuan. After all, he was a direct descendant of the Xinxing Financial Group.

Wang Xuan wanted to tell him that Xiao Zhou was beaten very badly, his nose was broken, and his arm was broken. He probably hated a mixed-race kid and couldn't think about anything else.

But he didn't dare to say it. He was afraid that Qin Cheng, the loud speaker, would hear it and the whole world would know it the next day.

Wang Xuan turned down the volume of his phone and held it farther away. He told him that he was meditating and was in a deep state this time, so his phone was turned off.

"I'm leaving soon. I can't find you. I'll treat you to dinner tonight. Go to the top floor of Cang Ding Building! "Qin Cheng shouted proudly.

The higher the floor of the restaurant in Cang Ding Building, the higher the consumption. As a fresh graduate, it would be a bit guilty to go there with only his salary.

Wang Xuan smiled and said, "You made your girlfriend change her mind, so you want to celebrate?"

He didn't worry about Qin Cheng's wallet, knowing that he had a rich family and didn't care about these.

"Alas, the prospects are not optimistic, how to relieve the worries? The only way is to eat a lot, see you tonight!"

Wang Xuan sat in the room, flipping through the golden book, thinking carefully, and finally couldn't help it. According to the first few pictures on the first page, he resonated the five internal organs, and then exerted force according to a special rhythm.

Instantly, the five internal organs hurt a little. It was indeed as Qingmu said, this kind of thing was extremely difficult to practice.

But he was also a little suspicious. After practicing, he didn't turn pale like Qingmu. He felt that this kind of pain was not too outrageous and could be endured.

"It's better to be careful. "He didn't dare to be careless, because this might be the physical skill left by Zhang Daoling, which was too great.

Taoism existed a long time ago, such as Huang Lao thought, which was all involved.

As for Taoism, it appeared relatively late, and it was founded by Zhang Daoling.

There is no doubt that even if Zhang Daoling was placed in the pre-Qin period, in that era when the old technique was the most brilliant, he was definitely the top powerhouse among the alchemists.

Wang Xuan looked at the time, the sun was about to set, and it was time to go out.

The area around Cang Ding Building is very prosperous, with a mature large commercial district and a large flow of customers.

After Wang Xuan arrived, he took the elevator directly to the top floor.

There are three restaurants on the top floor. Although the consumption is outrageous, the business is also very good.

He estimated that Qin Cheng should have made a reservation in advance. If nothing unexpected happened, it should be the "Golden Years".

Qin Cheng had also come here to entertain guests before. In his words, the taste of the Golden Years restaurant is the most authentic.

Wang Xuan walked forward and was suddenly startled. This place was... booked out?

The entire Golden Years was booked out!

He could only say that he was rich. Normally, the cost of a table would cost an ordinary person several months' salary, but now someone had booked out the entire place.

He looked inside and found that some of the boxes were empty. He probably met a super rich man who wanted to have some peace and quiet, so he booked out the entire place.

"Wang Xuan?! "Suddenly, someone called him, and the tone didn't seem very good.

The area of ​​​​Golden Years was very large. Several women from another direction found him and walked over.

He only recognized two of the women. One was Zhou Ting, the daughter of Zhou Mingxuan, and also the cousin of his ex-girlfriend. She was in good condition today and did not sleepwalk. She was wearing a long dress with a corset, which made her look graceful and beautiful.

The other was Wang Xuan's college classmate. She was born in the old land and was selected to go to Xinxing this time. I didn't expect to meet her here.

"Which Wang Xuan, can't he be the one of Ling Wei..." A woman in a white evening dress next to him spoke with a bad look.

"It's him. "Zhou Ting nodded.

These women were dressed more formally, mainly in evening gowns, with good figures and good looks, some were youthful and beautiful, some were cool and elegant.

The woman in the white evening gown and the high heels with crystal edges looked at Wang Xuan's face again and again, and said with a scrutinizing look: "Can you be more manly? Since we have broken up for more than a year, why come here to make trouble? !"

Wang Xuan frowned, as if he understood something, but he didn't know the situation here before, so he couldn't blame him anyway.

The woman in the white evening gown raised her snow-white chin and glanced at him lightly, quite contemptuously, saying: "You are not welcome here, and this is not the place you should come to. Please disappear immediately!"

Wang Xuan didn't have the habit of tolerating such people. After hearing this, he said calmly: "What does it have to do with you where I am? Besides, are you the onion?"