Zhao Zilong didn't know that there was a terrifying machine in the distant vast starry sky that had received a signal fluctuation, and he didn't know that the source of that signal fluctuation was beside him, and was even stimulated by him.

In the underground world of Hantan in White Emperor City, Zhao Zilong has been staying here for three days and three nights, and he has discovered some secrets on the mysterious ancient scroll, and knows the secrets of wanting to obtain the scroll and the real steps to urge the armor.

However, since the success of the first attempt, Zhao Zilong did not continue the second attempt, and at the last moment of that attempt, his sea of consciousness emitted a huge humming sound, which shook the consciousness in his sea of consciousness, and made his consciousness state suffer a huge impact.

This kind of impact is even much stronger than the oppression of his consciousness brought to him by Ping Nanzhi at the beginning, and it is comparable to the impact that Bai Chongzhao brought to his consciousness at the last moment.

As for the second reason why Zhao Zilong is reluctant to try again, it is Helian Batian.

The closer he got to cracking this huge secret, the more worried Zhao Zilong became. When Helian Batian gave him the mysterious scroll, he was jealous and vigilant, but at that time, Emperor Bai Zhao let him accept Helian Batian's gift, if not, he really didn't dare to accept Helian Batian's kindness.

However, now, when he is getting closer and closer to opening the secret, Zhao Zilong's mind seems no, and he is inexplicably uneasy, he always feels that if he opens this secret, it will bring a serious crisis to the human world, and he always feels that every qiē he makes will eventually make a wedding dress for Helian Batian.

"Uncle Shi, Uncle Shi, where did your old man go at the critical moment, if your old man is here, he will definitely tell me what to do and whether I should do it!" Zhao Zilong muttered to himself, for several days he sat quietly, one was hesitating whether to continue the second attempt, and the other was to accumulate the essence and energy, that is, to restore the Qingning in the sea of consciousness, and reunite those consciousness and mental power that had been scattered at the beginning.

After another half a day, Zhao Zilong's consciousness realm recovered, and with the recovery after the injury, the consciousness realm became more powerful and stable than before.

In fact, the situation of the Consciousness Realm is the same as that of the Physical Body Realm, and every time a cultivator of the Flesh Realm is injured, once he is restored, his True Yuan will inevitably be improved to a certain extent, which can be regarded as a kind of compensation for the blessing of misfortune.

Looking at the ancient scroll in his hand, and then looking up at the tall metal mecha in front of him, Zhao Zilong stood up, with a resolute look in his eyes: "It's all here, there is no reason to give up." I believe that my master and uncle will support my choice when they are by my side. ”

The worries in his heart were swept away, and Zhao Zilong looked determined, entered the cab of the mecha again, and sat in the driver's seat.

The consciousness power was released, perceiving the existence of the mysterious scroll in his hand, because of the last experience, this time Zhao Zilong quickly discovered a subtle vibration in the depths of the sea of consciousness, with the appearance of this vibration, two faint dark red light spots appeared on the scroll, and the sound of dripping began to sound in Zhao Zilong's sea of consciousness.

The light spots on the scroll became brighter and brighter, and the sound of the drops gradually increased, and the light spots of the power supply that had been displayed for a long time in the mecha control room gradually brightened as the invisible magnetic field became stronger.

The whole mecha is like a monster that has gradually woken up from its slumber, if someone stands directly opposite the mecha now, they will find that the two eyes of the mecha are gradually shining, just like the pupils of a lion who has just woken up are gradually emitting a sharp light.

The consciousness and mental power were frantically urging, and Zhao Zilong's mind once again ushered in the huge buzzing sound.

Although he had been mentally prepared for a long time, Zhao Zilong was still shocked by this loud noise, and he only felt that a monstrous wave seemed to have been set off in the sea of consciousness at this moment, almost causing his consciousness to collapse again and turn into chaos.

After the huge buzzing sound, a huge screen suddenly appeared in Zhao Zilong's sea of consciousness, as if at this moment, Zhao Zilong's entire body entered a vast and mysterious world, and in this boundless and vast world, a huge electronic screen appeared in front of him.

Zhao Zilong has seen many Hollywood blockbusters and watched many sci-fi fantasy blockbusters, so he knows very well that the phenomenon he is encountering now is the kind of virtual phenomenon created in many Hollywood blockbusters.

But the mysterious virtual world that Zhao Zilong is entering now is not for him to carry out cultivation and combat training, because a huge fluorescent screen appeared here, and pictures soon appeared on the screen, first a complex structural diagram, and finally a huge silver mecha.

When the armor appeared, a lot of information appeared next to it, and after these information appeared, even if Zhao Zilong didn't want to see it, it would be deeply engraved in the depths of his consciousness and forcibly preserved in his memory.

Zhao Zilong sat quietly in the driver's seat of the mecha control room, his face became more and more pale, his breathing became heavier and heavier, beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, and his whole body was soaked with sweat.

Finally, Zhao Zilong opened his mouth and squirted a mouthful of thick blood, and the consciousness of the whole person broke away from the vast void of the sea of consciousness and returned to reality.

"The loss of telekinesis is so fast!"

Zhao Zilong sighed in shock, and immediately sat down and meditated, trying to recover his spiritual power.

This attempt allowed Zhao Zilong to discover the true secret of the mysterious scroll, which really contained a lot of information unknown to this world, especially about controlling and controlling the mecha, so when this information appeared in Zhao Zilong's consciousness, he was like a good scholar who was obsessed and constantly devoured and absorbed this information, so that the loss of his mind was huge, and he was completely defeated after only holding on for less than fifteen minutes.

Three days later, Zhao Zilong regained his consciousness and mind, so he once again entered the virtual and mysterious world, and a large amount of information recorded in the mysterious scroll continued to pour into his consciousness world, telling him the height of civilization that a human world had reached through the form of images and words, and telling him a real history of human development that was almost buried by history.

A month passed quickly, and it took Zhao Zilong a whole month to 'extract' a large amount of information contained in the mysterious scroll.

And in this month's time, the strength of Zhao Zilong's consciousness and mental power has also been improved unprecedentedly, because he wants to hold on more every time, and every time he is fighting against the limit of his consciousness realm, every time it seems that he has only held on for a little more time than the previous time, but after the accumulation of many times, his mental will has actually been greatly sharpened and tempered.

In the quiet underground secret room, Zhao Zilong felt more tired than ever.

During this time, he has been staying here to understand the secrets hidden in the mysterious scroll, except for drinking some water and eating some compressed biscuits, he has not even washed his face, although as a strong person in the psychic realm, he can restore his spirit to the peak with each consciousness recovery, but the repeated collapse of consciousness still has a huge impact and torture on Zhao Zilong's spiritual level, so he is very tired now.

After eating some dry food, Zhao Zilong lay in the mecha control room and fell asleep. He was also too tired, otherwise he would never have been able to fall asleep with so much information in his head that was enough to shock the world.

Two days later, Zhao Zilong woke up from his deep sleep, his eyes became extremely clear and bright, and this refreshed state had not appeared on him for a long time.

"I can't imagine that the human world has really developed to that height, it's really amazing!" The information in his mind emerged, and Zhao Zilong thought of the various high-tech principles and various magical designs and manufacturing mentioned in those messages, and his heart was shocked, and he was full of supreme respect for human beings.

It turns out that as Zhao Zilong had guessed before, the civilization of the human world has actually developed to a very high height, and human beings have learned to practice, learned to invent and create, so that practice and science have developed together, so that human civilization has reached an extremely high height tens of thousands of years ago.

Zhao Zilong can't understand or say what kind of height human civilization has reached, but the mecha he is sitting on now is the best representative, and the design and structure of this underground secret room is the best interpretation of the human wisdom in the past.

Through the mysterious scroll, Zhao Zilong passed on the memory information in the sea of consciousness, Zhao Zilong knew that after human history had developed to a new height, human beings began to have a great migration, and after that great migration, for some reason, there was a fault in the human world in the earth's space.

The previous civilizations were buried and forgotten, and the human race redeveloped like a new species, until finally there was a disagreement, and the cultivators came to the formation of the small world, while the people who admired science and the inheritance of those who were in the lower world stayed in the outside world.

A sense of grievance and anger abandoned by the power of the sages inexplicably arises, Zhao Zilong only feels that the human beings in the earth space and the small world are abandoned objects, and the previous human beings have found the same way to the extraterritorial world, so they carried out a great migration activity, and the weak who are not able to migrate are left here, and even before those strong people leave, they will wear out the brilliant technology and civilization by some means, so that the human beings left in the earth space become ignorant and ignorant.

Although he didn't live in that era, Zhao Zilong could feel the humiliation of being abandoned, and the humiliation made him angry, and he just wanted to find out the sages who abandoned the human beings on the earth and asked why you abandoned your own people.

After a long time, Zhao Zilong gradually calmed down, and smiled self-deprecatingly: "Zhao Zilong, Zhao Zilong, what are you, and what qualifications do you have to comment on the power of those sages?" It's better to toss a little bit in the world you can toss. At the end, he looked up at the huge mecha in front of him, and the information about the mecha's structure and control came to his mind, and his heart pounded wildly.