Jinchuan sneaked into the underground palace to intercept Hu. Wang Xuan thought that there might be a fierce bloody conflict, but after a brief collision, the two parties quickly retreated.
Wang Xuan realized that the relationship between the two parties was complicated.
On the way back, the atmosphere inside the small spacecraft was heavy. There was a big hole in the kite's chest, the upper body was covered in blood, and the body was cold.
There were also casualties in several other groups, and they left carrying people on their backs.
Aoki said: "I will make a private payment to Yaozi's family later."
He wore a cyan mask on his face, and his expression was invisible. He spoke calmly and said: "You get used to it after seeing it too much. 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 and leopard, but now it was covered with white cloth.
This kind of adventure can no longer be described as tense, exciting, and mysterious. It gradually shows a terrifying side, with participants walking between life and death.
Regarding the Qingcheng Mountain operation, the expedition organization has conducted an internal assessment and found that its risk index is not high.
Aoki revealed that some expeditions occasionally encounter unnatural phenomena that cannot be explained by common sense, which is scary.
Heihu was cleaning the alloy knife, Kite closed his eyes, and Lao Mu sighed. They were not in high spirits and they were unwilling to speak. It was obvious that they had experienced this kind of thing more than once.
They no longer remember how many batches of partners they have changed.
"I will save money for two more years and retire completely." Kite suddenly said.
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The return trip went smoothly. The spacecraft landed in a manor in the suburbs, and then several vehicles sent Heihu, Lao Mu and others away respectively.
In the manor, Qingmu left Wang Xuan behind to talk.
"Keep the five-page golden book for yourself. It may be a powerful physical skill, but I guess it is the kind of thing that is extremely difficult to master. You have to be mentally prepared."
Aoki only read the first page of the golden book and felt his head was spinning. This involved the resonance of the internal organs, exertion of force, blood transfusion, rebirth, etc. He had heard of this kind of thing before.
"A long time ago, there was a master in the old art field over at Xinxing. He practiced something similar to this and ended up killing himself."
When Wang Xuan heard this, he was stunned.
Study old techniques and still train yourself to death?!
"It involves blood transfusion and regeneration of internal organs. Although it only targets the activation of some organs, the temptation for the master is huge. Once you master it, you will definitely be able to live for decades more."
That was a grand master, but he still died, which was a bit scary.
In modern times, the old techniques have long since declined, and it is really rare for people who can reach this extremely high level to be called a master.
I guess it would be difficult to find it in this day and age.
"Don't believe it, Xinxing poached a lot of good things in his early years, and naturally some people can practice it to great achievements. Of course, in the past few decades, the old skills have been increasingly ignored, and this 'field' has been completely deserted."
What Aoki said can be confirmed by the news from Xinxing. It seems that Xinxing discovered supernatural phenomena decades ago and has already begun to explore it?
"You must hold your breath. This kind of thing is not something you can master if you have the will. Just this first page, I tried it just now and it doesn't work. My internal organs feel as if they are being cut by a knife." Aoki was actually there.
Trembling.
Wearing a cyan mask, he turned around and quickly took off the mask to wipe away the cold sweat. He was panting heavily, his chest rising and falling violently. A quick glance at his side face showed that he was extremely pale and lacked blood.
He calmed down his raging blood and returned the golden book to Wang Xuan. Although he was a little reluctant to part with it, he was a very human being after all and controlled his emotions.
"Don't try it randomly, it's a reminder!" Aoki warned again. He didn't dare to read the next few pages, fearing that one day he couldn't help it and would eventually kill himself.
Wang Xuan's face was solemn, and he realized for the first time that practicing physical skills could be so dangerous. This was simply more extreme than practicing root skills.
"The root method is the root of the old technique, which enhances your inner physique and spirit, while the physical technique is the trunk and branches, which shows your strength on the outside."
If we go back to ancient times and go up to mythology, the description of physical skills is even more exaggerated, highlighting...throwing elephants, cutting rivers and other methods.
Wang Xuan handed over the silver animal skin scroll, which was the expedition organization's goal this time.
Qingmu wants 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 request and said: "If you can decipher those words, please give me an annotation."
"No problem, after all, it's something you discovered and brought back." Aoki told him that the expedition organization is not stingy with its own people.
When leaving, Qingmu once again reminded Wang Xuan not to be reckless. The physical skills in the golden book may have great background, and practicing them directly will kill people.
He seriously suspected that it might be something left by Zhang Daoling.
Wang Xuan took a breath and was really shocked this time. Could the five pages of golden paper be related to him?
If you think about it carefully, it is really possible. There is a saying that Zhang Daoling lived in Qingcheng Mountain in his later years and finally emerged there.
Wang Xuan suddenly felt that the five pages of gold paper might not be weaker than the silver scroll. He put it away solemnly and must study it carefully and carefully when he returned.
Aoki agreed to take the scanner with him, and then arranged a car to take him back to the city.
Wang Xuan returned to campus, packed his things and prepared to leave. Today was the deadline, and the experimental class of old techniques was completely over.
He only had a few changes of clothes and no big gifts. He just put on his bag and left. It was simple and quick.
Wang Xuan turned back and took one last look at the familiar scenery, the tall teaching building, the clear Linghu Lake, the green garden with falling leaves... He turned and left.
Everything is over after his death, and from now on he will officially plunge into the big dye vat of society.
The house had already been rented and had been cleaned by the cleaners two days ago. Wang Xuan went directly to buy bedding, towels, toothpaste and other daily necessities.
He felt a little emotional that now he had to worry about making a living.
This gave Wang Xuan a very strange feeling. He had just left Qingcheng Mountain, and not long ago he was exploring there, fighting with people, and wandering between life and death.
Now that he is back in the city, he is busy with towels and toothbrushes. In two or three days, he will go to work and run for a living.
He had a feeling of space changing and time being displaced. The adventure in Qingcheng Mountain and the work and life from 5 to 9 were all part of his life trajectory, and he felt complicated at the time.
He did not immediately tell Aoki about going to Xinxing. He had just joined this expedition organization and had not made any contribution yet, so it was a bit unrealistic to put such high demands on him.
But now he has a chance. After they evaluate the silver animal skin roll, he can talk to Aoki.
Wang Xuan was quick and efficient. He bought all the necessary items at once and a taxi took care of everything.
The place he rents belongs to an old community with a relatively good environment. The trees planted a long time ago have grown into towering trees, and the overall environment is very quiet.
The bad thing is that the facilities are old and not modern enough.
He rented a one-bedroom, one-living house, which was renovated every two years and was generally pretty good.
Wang Xuan quickly laid out the daily necessities, laid out the bedding, poured a glass of water, and sat down to rest.
His cell phone had been turned off for a day. After turning it on, there were indeed many messages and messages. He first called his parents and told them that everything was going well and that he would officially start work in two days.
Then, Qin Cheng's call came in.
"Old Wang, where have you gone? I'm so worried that I haven't turned on my phone for more than a day and can't find anyone. I thought you were harmed by that bastard Zhou Yun. I'm joining forces with people from our class to prepare to go for you.
Take revenge and ask for an explanation!"
He crackled and yelled, which made Wang Xuan's ears hurt.
Qin Cheng was indeed worried, fearing that Zhou Yun would retaliate and be unfavorable to Wang Xuan. After all, he was a direct descendant of Xinxing Caibao.
Wang Xuan wanted to tell him that Xiao Zhou was beaten very badly, with a broken nose and a broken arm. He was probably hating a mixed-race child and couldn't think of anything else.
But he didn't dare to say it because he was afraid that after Qin Cheng, the loudspeaker, heard it, the whole world would know about it the next day.
Wang Xuan lowered the volume of his cell phone and held it farther away, telling him that he was meditating and was in deep trance this time and his cell phone kept turning off.
"I'm leaving soon. I haven't been able to find you. I'll treat you to dinner tonight on the top floor of Cangding Building!" Qin Cheng shouted proudly.
The higher the floor of the restaurant in Cangding Building, the higher the cost. As a newly graduated student, I would feel guilty if I only rely on my own salary to go there.
Wang Xuan smiled and said: "You have made your girlfriend change her mind, so you want to celebrate?"
He is not worried about Qin Cheng's wallet. He knows that his family is rich and he doesn't care about this.
"Oh, the future is not optimistic, how can we relieve our worries? The only way is to eat a lot. See you in the evening!"
Wang Xuan sat in the room, flipping through the golden book, pondering carefully, and finally couldn't hold it back. Based on the first few pictures on the first page, he resonated with the five internal organs, and then exerted force according to a special rhythm.
For a moment, my internal organs felt a little painful. Indeed, as Aoki said, this kind of thing is extremely difficult to practice.
But he also had some doubts. After practicing, his face did not turn pale like Aoki's. He felt that the pain was not too outrageous and could be tolerated.
"It's better to be careful." He didn't dare to be careless, because this might be a physical skill left by Zhang Daoling, and its background was too great.
Taoism existed a long time ago, such as Huang-Lao thought, etc., which are all involved.
As for Taoism, it appeared relatively late and was founded by Zhang Daoling.
There is no doubt that even if Zhang Daoling is placed in the pre-Qin period, in that era when the old arts were most brilliant, he was definitely the top expert among the alchemists.
Wang Xuan checked the time. The sun was almost setting and it was time to go out.
The surrounding area of Cangding Building is very prosperous. There is a mature large-scale commercial area with a large passenger flow.
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 there were no accidents, it should be the "Golden Years" restaurant.
Qin Cheng has been here to entertain guests before. In his words, Golden Years Restaurant has the most authentic taste.
Wang Xuan walked forward and was suddenly startled. This place was...booked?
The Golden Years were packed with people!
He can only say that he is rich. The consumption of a table usually requires several months of ordinary people's wages, but now someone actually booked the whole place.
He looked inside and found that some of the private rooms were empty. He probably met Shenhao and wanted to keep them clean, so he booked them all.
"Wang Xuan?!" Suddenly, someone called him, and the tone seemed not very good.
The area in Golden Years was very large, and several women from the other direction discovered him and walked over.
He only recognized two of the women. One was Zhou Mingxuan's daughter, Zhou Ting, who was also the cousin of his ex-girlfriend. She was in good condition today and was not sleepwalking. She was wearing a long skirt with a waist and looked slim and pretty.
The other one is Wang Xuan's college classmate. She was born in the old land. This time she was selected to go to Xinxing. I didn't expect to meet her here.
"Which Wang Xuan, could it be the one from Ling Wei..." A woman wearing a white evening dress next to her spoke, with a bad look on her face.
"That's him." Zhou Ting nodded.
These women are dressed more formally, mainly in evening gowns. They have good figures and looks, either youthful and beautiful, or cool and elegant.
The woman wearing a white evening dress and high heels with crystal rims looked at Wang Xuan's face again and again, with a scrutinizing gaze, and said: "Can you be a man? Since we have broken up for more than a year, why bother?"
Are you here to cause trouble?!"
Wang Xuan frowned, as if he understood something, but he didn't know the situation here before, so he couldn't be blamed anyway.
The woman in the white evening dress raised her snow-white chin, glanced at him lightly, and said rather scornfully: "You are not welcome here, and it is not the place you should be. Please disappear immediately!"
Wang Xuan did not have the habit of tolerating such people. After hearing this, he said calmly: "Where I am is none of your business. Besides, are you the green onion?"