The Elysium Across Deep Space Chapter 21: Not allowed to become sperm

Next, the two of them tacitly did not mention the matter of exploration, leaving an option for whether or not to cooperate in the future.

When they talked about old techniques, it was mainly Wang Xuan who was asking about some information, such as the golden bamboo slips of the pre-Qin period.

Zhao Qinghan clearly told him not to think too much about this kind of "strange thing". Only four copies have been unearthed over the years, and two copies were scrambled by various parties and scattered.

There are only two complete sets of golden bamboo slips in the pre-Qin period in the true sense, which are locked in the most sturdy safe of Nova's largest bank.

Wang Xuan has regrets, this kind of thing is out of reach.

Even if the old technique declines, those organizations and chaebols have no intention of letting go, at least there is no hope for now.

Zhao Qinghan told him not to mention golden bamboo slips, but any of the inheritances of pre-Qin alchemists are extremely rare, because too few survive.

"That is to say, ordinary pre-Qin bamboo slips are also invaluable?" Wang Xuan asked.

Zhao Qinghan glanced at him and said, "There is no ordinary thing about bamboo slips related to pre-Qin alchemists."

Wang Xuan realized how precious the translation of the pre-Qin bamboo slips given to him by Professor Lin.

In fact, Professor Lin nearly lost his life for this bamboo slip. He escaped from the pre-Qin tomb with a narrow escape and survived by luck.

"I heard that there was a grandmaster on Xinxing's side, but in the end he was consumed by practicing some kind of physical skills. How strong are people at that level?"

Zhao Qinghan was a little surprised, and felt that his news was not blocked. Even Xinxing knew about this kind of thing, and judged that he must have other ways.

After Wang Xuan finished speaking, she knew that she must have various ideas.

But he doesn't care. The two will soon go their separate ways. Normally, there is not much intersection. Anyway, he doesn't want to go to the muddy waters of Zhao Qinghan's exploration plan.

Zhao Qinghan has some feelings. The old art is quite a bumpy road, and it is very difficult to walk. Few people can achieve success.

"That master practiced an esoteric scripture of the Taoist ancestral court that you were thinking about just now, and ended up putting himself in it. His five internal organs were rotten as if they were cooked, and he died quite miserably."

Wang Xuan is awe-inspiring, so dangerous?

He paid more and more attention and caution to the golden book in his hands. What Zhang Daoling left behind was definitely not weaker than the secret scriptures of the Taoist ancestral court.

Qin Cheng sighed: "Why bother, they are all masters, and in the end, there is a mess of five internal organs. People, you will never be satisfied."

"You said it lightly. When he grows old day by day, he learns that once he succeeds in practicing that kind of physique, he can regenerate his aging five internal organs and prolong his life for decades. Do you think he can withstand the temptation?"

"There are such great benefits, if I... want to try it too!" Qin Cheng nodded, yearning leisurely.

"How far is the master's level from the pre-Qin alchemists?" Wang Xuan asked.

"It's not an order of magnitude, it's too far behind to compare." Zhao Qinghan said flatly.

Then she looked at Wang Xuan and said, "I see that you really want to keep going on the road of old art. Is your goal a pre-Qin alchemist?"

Wang Xuan said: "I am a person who has been abandoned. If I can't get in touch with new techniques, I can only go on the road of old techniques."

After Qin Cheng heard it, he was deeply moved and felt sorry for his friend.

Zhao Qinghan feels that Wang Xuan is very talented in the old art, and no one can say what will happen in the future.

Qin Cheng shook his head and said, "The old king was born at an untimely time. If it was in ancient times, he might have grown to the point where he could dominate the world and become a legend or even a myth. But in this era, with the rise of scientific and technological civilization, his What can we do if we practice old art to a very deep field? It can't stop modern weapons at all. The galaxy is still brilliant, the Qin emperor and Han Wu have become loess, and the alchemists who were ordered to find the medicine for them have all died in the years. The road is difficult, and there is no hope in sight."

This topic is a bit heavy. Living in this era, the old art is indeed dimmed, and it is difficult to see hope that it will shine again.

How strong can the old art be? It is enough for an elite soldier to hold an advanced technological weapon, and he can directly deal with the masters in the field of old art.

Zhao Qinghan looked at Wang Xuan and found that he was very calm. Obviously, this is a man with a strong heart and his own beliefs. Does he think there is still a way out for the old art?

"So..." Qin Cheng said again, taking over what he said before, looking at Zhao Qinghan, and said, "It would be a pity if Old Wang was buried like this, Goddess Zhao, do you have a way to help Wang Xuan, For example, the practice of new techniques, or taking Wang Xuan to Xinxing."

Having said so much, he just wanted to lay the groundwork, and he did not hesitate to ask Zhao Qinghan to help Wang Xuan.

Wang Xuan waved his hand, stopped his words, then patted the shoulder of the fearful man, and said, "I know my way very well."

He didn't say thank you to Qin Cheng, he understood his intentions and didn't want him to ask for help like this.

Zhao Qinghan told her that she would promote this matter after returning to Xinxing, but she could not guarantee anything.

Wang Xuan thanked her, but declined. He wanted to reconsider his path.

Zhao Qinghan nodded, smiled, and soon got up to leave, saying that they would meet again in the future, and then we would meet again.

Wang Xuan and Qin Cheng got up and watched her leave.

Qin Cheng said: "Pharaoh, you don't seem to want to get involved with her too much, but you just rejected her. I feel a little pity. If she is willing to help, she can probably take you to Xinxing."

Wang Xuan shook his head: "The players on the other side of the starry sky have already started to explore a mysterious area. I can't afford it at the moment. I don't want to get involved."

Qin Cheng nodded and said, "It makes sense. What do you think it is? She mentioned that some people have ambitions and want to ignite the fire?"

"At present, there is too little information to know exactly what the situation is, but it sounds like it has something to do with the Western belief in conferring gods."

"I'll go, won't I?!" Qin Cheng was taken aback and said, "In this era, can someone really imagine becoming a god? Crazy!"

Wang Xuan said: "Who knows what they all found, didn't she say that some people are daydreaming, thinking about becoming a Buddha and being an ancestor?"

Qin Cheng sighed with emotion: "It seems that something extraordinary has really happened in the depths of the starry sky. I seem to be able to feel the strong wind over there. The sea of ​​stars, the new era, and the infinite expanse made me excited. I can't wait to rush over immediately."

"After the founding of the People's Republic of China, it is not allowed to become a fine!"

Qin Cheng was speechless when he heard him say this suddenly, feeling that the joke was a bit cold.

Wang Xuan said: "What I mean is that with such advanced technology, some chaebols on the Xinxing side can just imagine, if they dare to go out of their way, it is estimated that they will die miserably, and other organizations and big institutions will definitely take action. , and the country will not sit back and watch, and those who go against the general trend will be crushed into powder by all parties.”

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In the evening, Wang Xuan returned to his residence, carefully studied the bamboo slips given to him by Professor Lin, and felt the power buried in the years with his heart.

Qin Cheng's words still touched him to some extent. In this era, the scientific and technological civilization is so splendid, and the top masters in the old art can't stop those weapons and see no way out.

The galaxy is splendid, the world is thousands of years old, the times have changed, can the old art be reborn?

Wang Xuan put down the scriptures on the bamboo slips and read the physical skills recorded in the golden book. He practiced for a while according to the engraved pictures on the first page. When he felt a little pain in the five internal organs, he stopped and dared not coercion.

He knew that what Zhang Daoling left behind must be priceless, but he couldn't be in a hurry.

What reassured him was that the pain was different from what Aoki said. He seemed to be able to get used to it slowly, and he could continue to practice after a little rest.

After half an hour, he felt that he had reached the limit, so he stopped decisively and stopped practicing the physical skills listed in the golden book.

"Look at the old art scriptures that Zhou Mingxuan gave me."

Two days ago ~IndoMTL.com~ at the class reunion, he got an old secret book from Zhou Mingxuan, and he didn't read it carefully after he brought it back.

He didn't hold out much hope that he didn't think the other party would give him something amazing.

"Hey, it's similar to the Golden Clothes Body Art I practiced, or even the follow-up?" Wang Xuan was surprised and began to study it carefully.

This is a physical technique called "Golden Body". It seems to have a powerful effect. According to records, in the later stage, it can be fearless of human swordsmen.

Wang Xuan was dumbfounded, isn't the description in the book a little exaggerated?

If it really had such an amazing effect, how could Zhou Mingxuan give it to him.

When Wang Xuan saw the back, his face changed, and he threw the secret book on the table.

"Old Zhou, don't blame me for beating your son. When there is a suitable opportunity in the future, I will beat you every time!"

He felt that Zhou Mingxuan had tricked him. What kind of secret recipe is this? The recorded things are false and unreliable at first glance, no wonder Lao Zhou will send him.

This kind of physical technique called golden body, according to the description, after the first level is practiced, the fighting ability will increase sharply, and it will take about a year.

Next, it was clearly written in the secret book that the time needed to be doubled for each subsequent level upgrade. What kind of physical art can this be practiced by?

Wang Xuan just wanted to fight Zhou Yun right away. According to this algorithm, if you don't live for hundreds of years, if you want to practice this kind of physique to a higher level, just dream!

He turned the page backwards, he was over nine floors? The whole...thirteenth floor! No, he watched carefully, and there were actually the fourteenth and fifteenth floors in the game!

"I'll go!" Wang Xuan was in a daze. He said that it has been rare for hundreds of years. Is this a physical art practice for people?

"You just toss, Lao Zhou, and wait and see!" Wang Xuan threw the yellowed, ancient-looking scripture aside.