"Without Donna, what if you go back to that hidden cave where the mirror seals the way? Back to square one, but the origin has changed, not for the better, but for the worse. So, why go back? Why go back? Why go back......" Lin Xuan's feelings were extremely low, his chest was blocked hard, and he was almost out of breath.

When he joined the organization, his leaders once taught him: "Our mission is to fight for peace in Asia and for all mankind, and we will not hesitate to sacrifice our lives for this noble goal." ”

In retrospect, that was an empty phrase.

The development of all mankind follows the internal laws of nature, so how can it change direction because of the efforts of one or two people, one or two hundred people? History shows that anyone who dares to be a mantis arm will be crushed by the train of the times.

"Alright, that's it!" He silently told himself and slipped feebly along the glass.

The walls of this secret room are embedded with countless Buddha relics remains, which were called "Buddha relics seals" by the monks who used to rainbow, and each one is covered with zigzag lines.

A Hong Kong biologist once analyzed that the lines on the Buddha relics have their special significance, recording the spiritual journey of the practitioner's life. These patterns can be classified as "secret symbols" and can be interpreted one by one in certain situations - such as when the excavator opened the "hidden treasure" left by the ancients. However, most of the time, Buddha relics can only be interpreted by the reincarnated person, because they are memories of his past life, and there is a special implicit relationship between the two.

In other words, if every Buddha relic can be properly preserved, those who are born with memories of their past lives will be able to regain their memories, and even a seven-year-old child will be able to become a master of infinite wisdom overnight.

This process of "hiding, relics, reincarnation, and excavation" has brought great inspiration to modern computer experts, and thus invented the "QR code" recognition technology that is widely used today. It is conceivable that the "hidden treasure" left by the monk is a kind of personal mark similar to the QR code but more complex and profound, condensing a lifetime of practice into a drop of water, a scripture, and an old robe, which can still be perfectly interpreted and clearly passed down after decades, hundreds or even thousands of years.

Hiding is not only the supreme secret art in Tibetan Buddhism, but also the most intelligent way for human beings to maintain their true nature and never forget their original intentions.

In a trance, Lin Xuan remembered his ambitions when he first entered Tibet. Thinking about it now, he was extremely ashamed of his former underestimated enemy.

For thousands of years, no outsider could subjugate this plateau except for the native Tibetan king. Whether it is the Gurkha people of Nepal, the native king of India, or the Mongolian knights from the north, Alexander the Great, they cannot humiliate the national integrity of this snow-capped mountain. Above the snow line, it is a country of its own, and only Tibetan warriors like flying eagles can gallop freely in this snowy world.

Any team of invaders who try to conquer the ** will pay a heavy price for their "fearlessness of the ignorant".

"Goodbye, my trip to Tibet...... It's about to come to an end here......" Lin Xuan felt that his eyelids were fighting, and he seemed to be able to fall asleep at any time. This sleep may be a long sleep without waking up.

"Hey, are you okay?" That person's face appeared in Lin Xuan's field of vision.

That face was actually Lin Xuan's own face, which made Lin Xuan feel extremely weird.

"It's easy to break it." The man said.

"You go ahead and don't disturb my dreams." Lin Xuan slowly closed his eyes. He wanted to have a long dream, the kind that never woke up, without pressure, and relaxed.

"Hey-" The man leaned down and shook Lin Xuan's shoulders, forcing Lin Xuan to open his eyes again.

"Break it and get out of here. You know, we don't belong here, we belong to the twenty-first century. Let's join forces to get out of trouble, I'll give you a huge gift, don't you want it? The man asked.

"What...... Gift ......," Lin Xuan muttered.

"A mountain of gold." The man replied immediately.

Lin Xuan grinned, and he couldn't even make a wry smile: "Jin Shan? I don't need ...... I didn't need anything but ...... sleep."

"You have to ask for it! Wake up, wake up......" The man fell lower and roared in Lin Xuan's ear.

Lin Xuan's spiritual consciousness became more and more blurred, and he gradually became numb to the deafening roar of that person, but he suddenly heard the words "Your father is in the 51 area", he was shocked, and opened his eyes suddenly. More and faster chapters are here.

"Your father, it's in Area 51. You die, who saves him? The man repeated the same words again.

Lin Xuan's already demobilized body was instantly full of strength, bent his knees and bounced, grabbing the person's shoulder.

"Don't ask me how I know this, if you want to verify it, you go out and ask the Pentagon yourself. There is only so much information for me, and I don't know anything else, if we can break this secret room and return to the twenty-first century, we will all benefit-" The man struggled hard and shook off Lin Xuan's hand.

Lin Xuan took a deep breath, he didn't talk nonsense, and he didn't want to cry and shout and waste his extra energy begging the other party to reveal more information. That kind of boring and boring bridge is a saliva drama made by an imbecile film and television screenwriter, a real master, who will only face difficulties and hit the nail on the head.

"Zhukov said that the 'Upanishads cut' can destroy it." Lin Xuan's mental state returned to normal, and his tone became calm and steady, "However, the process of tantric cultivation is quite complicated, and the power generated by people with different intelligences and different cultivation accumulations using the same mudra varies greatly. ”

"How much worse are you now?" The man asked.

Lin Xuan shook his head: "It's not a matter of how much worse, but it's impossible to achieve at all." ”

He judged that the "one king and two queens" mentioned by Zhukov were the king of Tubo and the two princesses of the Tang Dynasty and Nepal, so it was not surprising that the two women were able to break through the glass barrier with the "Mystery Nine Character Cut".

According to the classics in the Tibetan Scripture Building of the Potala Palace in Lhasa, Princess Wencheng of the Tang Dynasty has practiced tantric mudras under the ** of Yuan Tiangang and Li Chunfeng, the two supremes of foreign arts, since she was a child.

As for Princess Qizun, she is the top tantric figure in Nepal, especially good at mudras, five ghost carrying techniques, and mercury falling to the ground.

The two princesses are the main force of the "** Demon Suppression", if it weren't for them, the Rakshasa Witch who was sealed by the ancient times would have resurrected the Jedi and harmed the world.

"I can help you and give you strength." The man replied in a low voice, "To put it simply, I used the 'bone conduction' method to inject power into your body, tripling your ability, which is equivalent to helping you accelerate your cultivation for thirty years, and all the skills you learned before have been improved simultaneously, how about it?" ”

In ancient Chinese martial arts, there has long been a mental method of "internal force indoctrination", but in modern times, martial arts has gradually declined, and even the word "internal force" is no longer mentioned, let alone "internal force indoctrination". More and faster chapters are here.

Of course, the method of using "internal force indoctrination" to increase one's ability is equivalent to boosting seedlings, and like martial arts such as "Heavenly Demon Disintegration", there are some unexpected harmful side effects.

"Why are you helping me like this?" Lin Xuan asked rhetorically.

There is never a pie in the sky, and what is given must be sought—he knew this from a young age.

"We don't have much time to be suspicious of each other, so I'll just tell the truth. The reason why I helped you is because I used the 'Upanishah Nine Cuts' to attack this barrier with all my might while you were unconscious, but to no avail. In my judgment, it is necessary for both of them to strike at the same time to succeed. It was a disgraceful reason, but there was no shame on the man's face.

"Very well, I have no choice, accept your conditions." Lin Xuan made a decision as quickly as possible.

The nature of father and son is indelible. As soon as he knew the message "Father is in the 51st area", the potential in his body was fully stimulated, and all negative feelings were swept away.

The process of "internal force indoctrination" is not complicated, because the person used "bone conduction" instead of "Tianling Gaibaihui acupoint docking conduction" in traditional Chinese martial arts.

The two sat cross-legged, the left and right wrist bones were close together, and the eight bones on each wrist were docked one by one, riding the conduction iron bridge of internal force transmission.

The anatomy of the human body clearly shows that the carpal bones are located in the proximal part of the hand bones and are divided into eight pieces, arranged in two columns, four in each column, named after their shapes, namely the scaphoid bone, the lunate, the triangular bone, and the pea bone of the proximal row connected to the radius, and the multi-horned bone, the small polygonal bone, the capitate bone, and the hook bone of the distal row connected to the metacarpal bone.

The carpal bone is the "section of the five fingers", and in medicine, it is said that the "five fingers are connected to the heart", and the internal force transmission pathway of all "bone conduction" is conducted through the "heart", and its effect is better than the "brain" conduction carried out through the guò Baihui acupoint.

The door to the chamber was closed again to prevent Zhukov's team from breaking in.

"Are you ready?" The man asked.

Lin Xuan replied, "It's okay." ”

The man's face gradually became extremely grim: "I know, the human world is full of deceit, you must not try to secretly probe my brain in the process of internal force indoctrination, it is a huge labyrinth without limits, once you fall into it, it will become a needle falling into the sea, I can't help you." The human brain is only 5 per cent exploited, the most intelligent scientists are almost 9 per cent, and even Albert Einstein, who is considered to be the most intelligent, has only 13 per cent – and now I tell you that my brain has only been exploited in 1 in 150,000, and all that remains is a dark silent zone, like the vast universe beyond the earth. If you spied on me, it would be a stupid suicide, and even the supercomputer group 'Deep Blue' in the 51st enemy zone would not be able to see through those silent zones, and eventually lead to a delayed outage. A computer can be restarted and continue to work if it crashes, but if the human brain dies from overwork, it is hopeless. ”

Lin Xuan nodded: "Understood, no problem." ”

"Okay, then close your eyes, count down to ten seconds and start transmitting." The man was the first to close his eyes.

Lin Xuan also closed his eyes, cleared the distracting thoughts in his mind, and focused his attention on the sixteen bones on the wrists of both hands.

The Deep Blue was once known as the world's largest computer group, and any complex program could run smoothly on this computer group and get results quickly. The Pentagon is a backer behind the group, which is said to eventually be sent to the moon to integrate the numbers observed by various cosmic telescopes to create an accurate three-dimensional map of the solar system.

Lin Xuan believed that the man was not lying, because there was indeed news of the first outage of the "Extreme Deep Blue" in Area 51.

"What is hidden in the dark silent zone? What is he in front of me? What kind of mission does he have......" Lin Xuan didn't open his eyes, but the moment before closing his eyes, he still imprinted that person's face deeply in his mind.

In Lin Xuan's impression, what he saw in the mirror every morning was like that, and his facial features and eyebrows were ninety-nine percent the same between the two, except for a slight difference in his eyes.

"Father in 51 area, why? Kidnapped or imprisoned? It must have been the loss of personal freedom that made him disappear for so long......" he thought of his father again.

Suddenly, sixteen different forces of cold and hot suddenly passed through the sixteen bones of the wrist bone into his body, and then went up along the bones and veins, and quickly entered his body. That kind of power is like silk threads of different colors, each of which whirls and drills rapidly, until it enters the five internal organs and the four limbs.

Lin Xuan admonished himself to stay calm, relax his limbs, and let that power continue to enter.

Soon, sixteen forces traveled all over Lin Xuan's body, and the speed gradually slowed down, and they crossed each other, forming a hidden net.

Lin Xuan was quite cautious, at first he just remained silent and let the man exert his strength.

"The gap between the tides is when I start my action." He already had a plan in mind.

When sixteen forces no longer poured into his body, Lin Xuan opened his eyes and stared at the man's face.

The process of internal force infusion is not only like the charging of electrical appliances, but also like the advance and retreat of the tide, it is impossible to be in a state of positive work all the time, and there will be more or less retrograde moments. Lin Xuan was using the retraction of the opponent's internal force to rush forward with the four-dimensional tentacles and kill into the opponent's body.

He had no intention of hurting anyone, but since the two had chosen to join forces, it was impossible for him to risk not knowing anything about the other party to enter the fight.

For a moment, he saw the yellow sand rising in the sky. The remnant sun is like blood, and at the end of the yellow sand stands a huge triangular quadrangular pyramid building. Anyone with a common sense of geography knows that these buildings are called "pyramids", and most of them stand in the Egyptian desert of North Africa.

"Desert, pyramids, sphinx, pharaoh, curse" are usually linked, Lin Xuan saw that person's mind at the moment, and seeing these proved that the person's primitive thinking was related to Egypt.

The distant scenery was getting closer and closer, and soon, the pyramids that pierced the sky were clearly visible.

"Six-armed Heavenly Demon ......" Lin Xuan didn't see anyone, but he saw the dark shadow reflected on the pyramid tower. It was a giant with six arms, slowly kneeling down towards the pyramid.

"Could it be the six-armed illusion demon hunted by Yang Tian, the king of tomb robbers?" Lin Xuan's mind jumped greatly, and from that strange shadow he thought of the most thrilling battle that had taken place around the pyramid in the past hundred years.

If that person has illusions in his body, the catastrophe of humanity will come again.

Lin Xuan only had time to see the image for more than ten seconds, and a large piece of darkness that was so thick that it couldn't be dissolved instantly swallowed him in.

There were at least a few hundred suction bolts hidden in the darkness, tearing him apart in different directions.

"Kadu Balakida, Duxingdu, Jobayeyosi......" The man suddenly spoke, reciting a long list of incantations.

The power that tore Lin Xuan apart dispersed, and Lin Xuan immediately retreated, leaving the man's ideological territory.

"You broke the contract." The man opened his eyes, and his face was as cold as ice.

"I have to know who you are to work with you." Lin Xuan was neither angry nor angry, but just calmly stated the facts.

"Do you know now?" The man asked.

Lin Xuan shook his head.

"If I say I have no ill will towards you, do you believe it?" The man asked again.

The two looked at each other, and there was no need to ask and answer some words, but only needed eye exchange to understand each other's thoughts.

Of course, that person knew that Lin Xuan had seen the "Six-Armed Heavenly God Phantom Demon", and Lin Xuan also knew that the other party knew that he knew that secret, but both sides avoided this question.

Without cooperation, you will not be able to get out of the siege of Berlin in 1945; Together, they will bring the illusions to the real world of the 21st century. Yang Tian, the king of tomb robbers, is already old, and may not be able to defeat the illusion demon for the second time like he did in his prime, and the new generation of magicians is not mature enough, let alone an opponent of the illusion demon.

"What should I do?" Lin Xuan couldn't decide on his next move.

"Death here, can you trap him?" In fact, Lin Xuan has always been a person who regards death as home, because "seeing death as home" is the first rule within the organization.

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