Chapter 21: The Mist!

The task of finding Nezha to ask for Ao Binglongjin was completed smoothly, and compared with the first two times, it can even be said that it is effortless, although the effort is relatively large, but the harvest is far more than the first two.

Nezha, who was successfully brought into the pit by Sun Wukong, is already a full Internet addict teenager, although there is no Nezha in LOL, but he fell into the pit after playing the knife girl, Sun Wukong also watched Nezha play a few times, and discussed with Fan Xian that he would let him bring a computer next time, and he would use a monkey to abuse Nezha's knife sister.

Fan Xian smiled, and said in his heart that you are a fighting pit Buddha and use a monkey to beat the knife sister, and you are not going up to send it!

This mission got a total of 3000 causal points and an immortal spell added by the dragon king, counting the previous one, Fan Xian now has a total of 5010 causal points, the body of water, the wind and rain, the anti-time mirror, three monkey hairs and a brick.

In the past, in addition to using cause and effect points to drive the reverse time mirror, he only exchanged things four times in the mall, three of which were given to Sun Wukong and Nezha, that is, the black jade intermittent ointment was given to his mother to treat broken bones, and now he has 5,000 cause and effect points, and after returning home, he immediately changed the spiritual power cultivation exercise "Jiuding Refining Divine Law" that he was optimistic about.

After changing and loading on the body, he began to meditate and exercise according to the exercises to stabilize the shape and spirit, and the nose led the natural qi, and drove to the dantian with the intention, and drove into the wind pool Baihui on the head through the spine jade pillow**, and then led back to the dantian through the mud pill **, and the continuous nine turns and nine passes are a complete exercise operation, which takes about half an hour.

Half an hour later, Fan Xian felt refreshed, and his feeling for his surroundings was as clear as the Qingming world after the rain, so he opened the system panel and took a look, and the original 10 points of spiritual power became 11 points, which increased a little.

It seems that it is more handy to use the water resistance technique, and it is not more perverted to add some directly?

"System, what if I directly add five thousand causal points of spiritual power?"

"Increases mental power by about 10 points. The system said.

"Didn't you say that a hundred causal points can increase by about five points? How can five thousand be ten points?" Fan Xian was stunned.

"The enhancement of the various attributes of the human body does not increase proportionally. The system said, "Have you ever seen that when you play a game, you need the same amount of experience for each level?"

"A normal person is equivalent to a novice village, upgrading relatively quickly, and then consuming more and more resources. ”

Okay! Fan Xian pouted, that is still a more cost-effective exercise! And it only costs less than 5,000 points to get the exercise, and with the exercise, it is far more than 10.20 points to increase the spiritual power, which can be said to be unlimited! I just don't know what kind of perverted control it will be if the spiritual power reaches 20 or even 50 points, like the dragon king, you can separate the water potential with a single thought? The waves are like a mountain? The waves are crossing? The flat land and water are several feet long? Or is it to control the tsunami?

After the immortal technique of calling the wind and rain was loaded on his body, Fan Xian felt that it was no different from the last time he loaded the body of water resistance, and he couldn't feel any changes.

Fan Xian suddenly had a bold idea, so he made up his mind to go out and go straight to the lake in the city.

Houhu Lake is located in the LC area of Jingling, covers an area of about 5 square kilometers, is the largest park in the city in the south of the Yangtze River, every day from morning to night there are a lot of citizens and tourists to walk and play here, but when Fan Xian came it was already nine o'clock in the evening, visitors in twos and threes.

Fan Xian walked all the way through the plank road, and finally came to Lingzhou in the center of the lake, found a hidden corner near the water, and sat down cross-legged.

With Fan Xian's thoughts, the surface of the lake about 100 meters in front of him suddenly quieted down, and lasted calmly for a few seconds, and then the fog slowly rose, rising from the sparse rise at the beginning to gradually becoming rich after a few minutes, and the height of the rise also reached ten meters.

It's done!

Fan Xian's heart moved, his face was happy, his initial idea of controlling water was to directly control the water out of gravity, he didn't expect that above the layer of fog, controlling the water to lift off could not be done with his current mental power, after all, a cubic meter is a ton of water, but the fog is different, and the fog vapor in a cubic meter of air is only about 18 grams when it is most saturated.

Seeing the mist rising in front of him, Fan Xian's heart sank, and he controlled it with all his might, continuously catalyzing splitting on the surface of the lake, from a radius of one hundred meters to the maximum range of 2 square kilometers that he could reach now, which was equivalent to two-fifths of the back lake.

The density of the fog vapor also reached the maximum saturation level, and then slowly controlled the lift-off.

10 meters, 15 meters, 20 meters!

80 meters!

This is the limit of what Fan Xian can control at present! At an altitude of 80 meters within two square kilometers, the fog vapor is so thick that it is white, and the visibility is less than 10 meters at most.

Although it was night, this strange fog also attracted the attention of many people.

"Husband, look ahead, why is it so foggy?" said a young couple walking on the road around the lake, and the girl suddenly pointed to the front.

"Yes!" the boy said strangely, "It's almost the end of spring now, and it's not early in the morning, why is there such a big fog?"

The grandmother of an old couple walking also looked at the strange fog and said, "Old man, why is there fog in that place? Am I dazzled?"

After the old man looked at it, he took off his reading glasses and wiped them: "Hey, it's not dazzling, why is there such a fog in the middle of the lake?"

On Lingzhou Island, where Fan Xian is now, an elderly man in his sixties is on the shore with a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl, the old man is fighting a set of punches, and the girl is standing not far from him watching, more than ten meters away from the two, a man in Tang costume is looking around vigilantly, seeing the gradually thickening fog not far away, and frowning.

The girl didn't feel anything strange behind her because her back was facing the fog, and she looked at the old man and said with a smile: "Grandpa, it's not early! It's cold at night, why don't we go back!"

"Okay!" the old man smiled with relief: "You little girl, grandpa taught you to practice!"

The girl smiled and said: "Grandpa, I have practiced your Xingyi Quan since I was a child, and ordinary three or five strong men can't help me, besides, I am a girl, and martial arts are used for fitness, not for fighting and killing!"

"Alas!" the old man sighed, shook his head and said, "What about girls, your generation is now the most talented in our family, but you are not interested!

"I'm not the most talented, don't I have a cousin!" said the girl with a grin.

"Your cousin is not the bloodline of our Ning family after all!" The old man shook his head, caught a glimpse of the fog vapor in the distance out of the corner of his eye, frowned and said, "How can there be such a strange fog vapor on the surface of that lake?"

When the girl heard this, she was also stunned for a moment, but she saw a figure walking out of the fog.

"Fan Xian?"

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