PS: Starting tomorrow in Sanjiang, three watches, one shift at about six o'clock in the afternoon, and two shifts in the evening!

Rumble......

Rumble............

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Boundless space!

Colorful ocean!

In this space, Lao Dao felt like a speck of dust.

Sea!

Sea!

He remembered the countless books that Roth had said about the copyists, and everyone was shouting about the sea!

Is this it?

What kind of place is this!

Magnetic pole?

A sea of consciousness?

The sea of knowledge depicted in the novel?

I don't know!

But he knew he was going to die.........

Colorful sea!

It looks harmless, but these are the streams of information that make up the sea....... These messages were washing, assimilating his consciousness.

Once his consciousness is washed away, I am afraid that the dead will not be able to die anymore.

There is a way!

There must be a way!

Since the sages of Buddhism and Taoism have passed down the books, it proves that they have successfully survived.......

I.....

I remember Lao Luo said......

During a small talk, Roth pointed to the books he had picked out.

A message left by the scribe.

"These people are shouting funny....... Is it the sea of consciousness, or is it the sea of information? Or is it the sea of knowledge in those myths and legends, the legends of Buddhism and Taoism?"

"No matter what it's called, there is no doubt that the magnetic pole is a collection point of magnetic force and an information processing terminal....."

"All the information is collected into the magnetic pole, and then the information that is useful to you is instinctively analyzed and transmitted to the brain, and the useless information is still in the magnetic pole?"

"But either way, it's going to be dangerous!"

"Since the sages left books, it proves that they succeeded....."

"So, we can find an answer from the information that has been handed down!"

"These days, I looked through some myths and legends and found a very interesting phenomenon, that is, all mythological characters have magic weapons, and these magic weapons can be received in the sea!"

"I made a bold guess!"

"These magic weapons are not artificially refined....... It's a collection of one's own consciousness, or rather, it's a small magnetic pole......."

"There's an old saying, 'Give me a point, and I can pry the earth!' isn't it a point condensed with consciousness, and then pry the whole magnetic pole?"

"Besides, there is a saying in both the Buddhas and the Tao, that is, the magic weapon has the effect of suppressing luck!"

"The legend has been handed down, in fact, it has become unrecognizable, but we can boldly speculate, and then carefully confirm that those magic weapons are actually the collection of consciousness, equivalent to a small magnetic pole, and use this small magnetic pole to pry the entire magnetic pole?"

"Suppress luck, isn't it the chaotic magnetic pole that is suppressed?"

"Information hub!"

"Think about the magnetic field of the human body that you see! Those colorful information streams, concentrated in the magnetic poles, are not like the sea?"

"The mythical and legendary sea of consciousness may be the 'sea of consciousness!'"

Lao Dao didn't know why, but Roth's words appeared very clearly in his consciousness that day.

Or maybe those words are a message, too!

This information is stored in these colorful streams of information?

When he wants to, will this information flow move closer to him?

After all, this place belongs to him.

Moreover, Taoism has a saying of the Yuan Shen........

According to the current view, it is actually one's own consciousness.

It's just a condensed consciousness!

In other words, my consciousness is not cohesive enough now?

That's right, a pile of gravel will be scattered when washed away by water, but a stone will not fall apart no matter how much it is washed!

Just how to cohesion?

He doesn't know either!

However, there is a stupid solution, and that is to compress the ........

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Time passes!

Lao Dao no longer has the concept of time at this time, or he is in chaos at this time.

When he was about to compress it, countless scattered information poured into him, compressed by him within his consciousness, and some information in his own consciousness was washed away by this information that poured into him........

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Coming in.......

Scatter out......

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But the most central point of consciousness is more and more solidified, like golden sand washed out of a pile of gravel...........

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It's a long time, or it's a long time.

But it only seemed to be about ten minutes to the outside world.

"Lao Chen, report the number!"

Lao Xu recorded quickly in front of a computer, and shouted at several old people from time to time.

Lao Wang, Lao Chen, Lao Zhang, Lao Liu, and each of them stood in front of a machine, testing all the data of Lao Dao's body.

They're going to write it down.

After all, the old way of breaking through to see God is definitely a pioneering nature.

Even if the breakthrough fails, the data left behind is already the most valuable asset.

Although the computer will write down these things one by one.

But many scientists believe that data can only be used as a reference, and they trust their own analysis.

After all, the human body is mysterious........ The human brain is even more mysterious, and it has not been decrypted so far, and the data can only be regarded as a reference for one's own analysis.

Normal blood pressure!

Slowing down the heart rate, 10 beats a minute.....

Brain waves fluctuate violently.

The machine is disturbed by a magnetic signal and the data is interrupted......

Lao Wang, Lao Chen, they used this to report the state of this matter.......

Lao Xu didn't care about any interruptions, these days they have made countless plans, among those plans, there are plans in this regard, but calmly wrote in front of the computer: "In nine minutes and five or eight seconds, a strong magnetic force erupted at the magnetic pole, and the first machine three meters away from the No. 1 test product went out of control....... Magnetic intensity X......"

It's different from them.

Roth is not far from the old road.

His spiritual power was tightly locked on the old way.

When the old Taoist perception covered the entire research institute, Roth felt it....... The moment he felt it, the spiritual power immediately contracted back.

This is also the reason why Lao Dao feels that Roth only has information in and no information out.

When he sensed it again, he only saw that the magnetic field emitted by Lao Dao had been completely taken back by him.

Others can't see it, but he can see that at the center of Lao Dao's eyebrows, a light cluster is getting brighter and brighter.

When this point of light reached its brightest, Roth felt that the magnetic field around Lao Dao became disordered......

Other?

I can't feel it!

But Roth didn't dare to relax a little.

The breakthrough of the old way is not only related to the old way, but also related to him.

Don't dare to be careless.

Suddenly, Roth noticed that the light in the center of the old Dao's eyebrows began to darken......

No, it's not weakening, it should be said to be cohesive......

Condense towards a point in the center.

Although he didn't know what was going on, Roth knew the moment was coming.......

It's a matter of life and death!

A real matter of life and death!

Crossing it, the old Taoist is born, and if he can't cross it, he is likely to die.

As for why the light cluster in the heart of the old Dao eyebrows was different from the red light cluster recorded in that travelogue, Roth didn't think about it now.

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Feng Hai came, still carrying a big bag in his hand, but he didn't expect that when he came back, the institute had been closed.

Hu Yang was guarding the door.

"Lao Hu, I want to go in and see the master!"

Feng Hai looked at Hu Yang and asked.

"Director Feng, not today, at least not now, the teacher said, no one can enter the ......."

Hu Yang shook his head.

Hu Yang's words shocked Feng Hai, and he suddenly thought of something, and said urgently: 'Has it started?'

Hu Yang nodded.

Succeed!

Witness the birth of a myth!

They also have a way to go in the future.

Fail the words!

No, it is impossible to fail!

There must be a road ahead!

Although Hu Yanglai has few research institutes, he also knows what Roth is doing........

See God!!!

There is nothing that people who practice martial arts, or who have heard of it, do not yearn for.

According to Roth.

It should be beyond the limits of the human body......

Reached another level!

Extraordinary!

Out of this world!!!!!

The realm of mythology?

It's exciting to think about.

When Feng Hai heard this, he rubbed his face with his hands, and his mood was a little heavy.

It's a matter of life and death!!

He understands that today is the life and death of Master!!

After breaking through, there will be a smooth road in the future, and he has reached the realm of sages......

If you can't break through, you will die!

Others face Lao Dao's death, and the mood he faces is different, in his heart, Lao Dao is actually a father-like role.

The two of them stood in front of the door of the research institute, like two door gods.

At this time, neither of them was in the mood to speak.

"Huh?"

Suddenly, Feng Hai raised his head and looked at the sky, with a trace of doubt on his face.

"What's wrong?"

Hu Yang saw Feng Hai looking into the air and asked suspiciously.

"It's okay!" Feng Hai shook his head.

For a split second, he felt like someone was spying on him!

But that feeling disappeared in an instant.

It's like something has just gone wrong.

But Feng Hai understands that it is impossible to go wrong, and when it comes to turning into strength, illusion is already very rare for him.

Master?

Suddenly, he thought of a possibility.

...........

"Excuse me, is this the Magnetic Pole Research Institute?"

"Huh?"

Feng Hai Hu Yang frowned slightly.

They had actually seen the man.

Not the students, they thought it was the parents of the students and didn't care.

Didn't you think it was for the research institute?

However, it was just that this person didn't look like a scholar or a martial artist......

Farmer?

Much like that!

But it's not like that.

The difference lies in the fact that the person's skeleton is very large, and the place where the resemblance lies in the person's clothing and image.

And he coughed twice from time to time.

The person who came was Zhao Yong!

At this time, he was looking at the two men in front of the door.

One of them is strong

It shouldn't be weaker than when he was at his peak.

Looking at the age of less than forty, this made him feel a sense of frustration in his heart.

The great world of martial arts is coming.....

But this great world has nothing to do with him.

Ten years, he has missed the most golden decade, even if he is cured, is he still the former Zhao Wuving?

Is there another one?,

He can't see through it!

He just stood there casually, but he could feel that if he made any bad move, the man would strike and kill him in an instant.

Dangerous!

Dangerous man!

There is no reason for this feeling.

But he believed in this feeling, and had saved his life countless times.

And this time the feeling is stronger than ever.

Master!!!

There is no doubt that this man is a grandmaster.

The only person who can give him this feeling is the grandmaster.......

His body is useless, but his perception is not useless, but more sensitive than ever.

A grandmaster, a peak of dark energy......

Are these two powerhouses just here to watch the door?

I don't know why, a sudden retreat suddenly sprouted in his heart.

This is the same as a seventh-grade sesame official going to the palace and suddenly finding that the gatekeepers in the palace are all fifth-grade officials.

"Yes, what's the matter with you?"

Hu Yang nodded.

This is the school, and if you can come in, people who are not from the school will press their documents at the door, and if you check this person through the Internet, you will be sure that you are not a criminal.

"I came here to visit after reading a paper on the Internet!" Zhao Yong said.

Although there is a desire to retreat, it is impossible to go..... Since it was decided, there was no way he could go back like this.

"Are you a martial artist?"

Hu Yang was stunned.

Not a scholar, obviously, the only possibility is a martial artist.

Although Roth's paper was in an uproar, the most attention was paid to the academic and martial arts circles, and ordinary people only knew that there was this exercise, and they knew that it was developed by the magnetic pole....... As for the rest, I don't care at all.

Martial artist: Look at the skeleton very similarly.

But he didn't have that momentum, and he didn't have that kind of spirit.

The spirit unique to martial arts.

Wherever the current martial artists go, they give people a high-spirited attitude.

"It used to be!"

"Ahem, ahem........ cough cough cough ........"

Zhao Yong said with a wry smile on his face, as soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Yong bent down, and bursts of violent coughs sounded, as if he was afraid that the cough would affect others, so he covered his mouth with his hand, and then turned into a burst of suppressed coughing.

Hu Yang frowned!

I wanted to say something, but I opened my mouth but didn't say it.

Today's day is too special, he is afraid that the cough will disturb the people in the room, but looking at this man's appearance, it seems that he wants to cough out his lungs, and he is a little unbearable.

Feng Hai looked at Zhao Yong with a frown, a trace of doubt on his face.

At this time, seeing Zhao Yong's violent cough, he got up and walked over.

It's just that he hasn't walked to Zhao Yong's side yet, Zhao Yong, who was coughing violently, covered his mouth with one hand and coughed violently, and his body stepped on a strange step and took a few steps back!

"Are you Zhao Yong?"

Feng Hai asked.

Although it was a question, the tone was certainly incomparable.

"Aren't you missing?"

Feng Hai was a little curious, who is Zhao Yong? Although he is not as old as him, he became famous earlier than him, he was regarded as the hope of the martial arts world back then, but that was after Zhao Yong.

Zhao Yong, after Zhao Wudi disappeared, he was called the hope of the martial arts world.

Why is it called hope?

Because there have been no newcomers in the martial arts world for decades to step into the realm of Huajin.......

At that time, he had the greatest hope.

No, it should be said that Zhao Yong has the greatest hope, and he is still that kind of demon, he stepped into Huajin at the age of thirty, but he didn't expect that when everyone was looking forward to it, Zhao Yong disappeared............

I didn't expect to see Zhao Yong here.....

And Zhao Yong's state was beyond his expectations!

"Are you?" Zhao Yong, who was coughing slowly, looked at Feng Hai suspiciously and asked.

"Huilongguan seals the sea!"

"Back to Longguan?"

"Oh, it's you, I've heard of you!"

Zhao Yong nodded, although Feng Hai's reputation was not big at that time, there was still a certain amount of fame in some circles, he had naturally heard of it, of course, the main thing was that Huilongguan was famous, otherwise he might not have remembered it.

Zhao Yong back then was indispensable.

"Should I say, is it my honor?" said Feng Hai with a smile on his face.