The sharp silver carving knife left the last strokes on the bronze stone plate, and in those hands that did not tremble, it was highly poisonous

"Refining into mercury" turned into a trickle and poured into the lines, and the clear liquid flowed slowly, knowing that it soaked every yin carved branch from the blade, and the lines shaped like giant trees emitted a faint light.

Chen Mo, who was wearing a dark green uniform, raised his hands like precision machines, looked at the smooth matrix and exhaled softly, turned his head to see that EVA on the sofa had been drunk and drunk, and the night watchman couldn't stop burping, but his eyes were not drunk, staring at the work he had just completed from a distance.

"The syntax cohesion of the third layer of the matrix is still a little worse, and the drivers inside and outside each layer of Longwen are just a piece of shit." The night watchman snorted and criticized his disciples, the kind he never admitted.

"Okay, okay, I'll change it next time." Chen Mo repeatedly said that once the flow of the matrix was successful, it could not be changed, and the alchemist could only be more careful after the next portrayal to avoid the same mistakes.

The night watchman rolled his eyes and closed them, deciding to take advantage of the good midday hours to get some sleep.

"Are there any hybrids in the world who are stronger in alchemy than you?" Chen Mo put the carving knife into the box and asked as if unintentionally.

"Nope!" The night watchman's eyes widened, and he casually threw the freshly empty whiskey bottle to Chen Mo: "You little rabbit cub, the matrix portrayal is like this, and then you start to worry about other people's things, my alchemy matrix is enough for you to learn and graduate, don't be careful all day long." ”

"Understood, teacher." Chen Mo took the wine bottle with one hand and threw it into the trash can. The old man's eyes turned when he looked up at the ceiling, revealing a look of remembrance: "Except for dragons in the world, we Flamel are afraid that no one can surpass the matrix depiction of dragon characters and alchemy runes." ”

"But broadly speaking, alchemy is more than just the portrayal of a matrix." Chen Mo also understood the meaning of the night watchman's words, and made a comeback.

"Yes, whether it is in this new country under our feet, or in Europe, alchemists focus more on the drawing of matrix patterns and the refining and transformation of matter, many years ago, I went to that ancient country of your hometown, their concepts are different from ours, it is hard to imagine what created the majestic vision and pattern of those people."

"Huaxia's alchemy is very different from ours?"

"On their side, alchemy has been divided into many branches, such as the Qing Wushu of Feng Shui, the Dan Dao of smelting medicine, the sword of blood sacrifice hardware, the talisman drawn by cinnabar, etc., all of which have reached a height that can make most European warlocks sigh in many fields."

"Can it also amaze you?" Chen Mo's tone couldn't help but be a little curious.

"I've only heard a lot of it, and I haven't been able to get any information that surprises me." Flamel smugly blows his beard, implying that the alchemical achievements he has seen still do not catch his eye.

But Flamell's next sentence was low, with the visceral awe of an alchemist: "It's just that there are things they can't hide, and that's what has to be amazing." ”

"Within the Secret Party, European families, half-breed organizations, including us, use mercury, dragon's blood, and gold..... The material of refining is fluid, which is depicted into a perfect alchemy matrix, achieving a closed circulation and casting the miracle of the gods. ”

"But in that country, the ancient hybrids used mountains and rivers, which were both veins and fluids, and they rose up in the infinite range, and the vast realm could even cover the entire land."

"There's a problem here." Chen Mo asked:

"Over a longer time span, the terrain can change a lot."

"Yes, the vicissitudes of the sea, the mountains and rivers are constantly changing, and the patterns are also changing, as far as our theory is concerned, no matter what, the original effect of the matrix will be lost in the end, but the dragon blood of Huaxia does not care about the increase in the accuracy of the pattern and the connection, their matrix is not circular, open and not closed, but due to the huge range, under the change of the natural climate, the world itself will help it to achieve the effect of circulation, so that the idea of finding a new way, the effect of the alchemy matrix can still maintain stability even if the mountains and seas change."

"There, I saw such matrices, which they called ......."

"Dragon's Vein." ............ Thirty-one degrees north latitude, deep in Shennongjia, the dragon body of the Chinese mid-vein.

This is there

The towering mountain forest area known as "Central China's roof", lies between the Yangtze River and the Han River, with an area of more than 3,000 square kilometers, except for a very small part of the tourism development, most of the area is in the inaccessible primeval forest stage, but there is a team in the depths of Shennongjia at this time.

The early spring soil is wet and muddy, and the swarthy hiking boots step the fallen branches and leaves into the black and yellow dirt, leaving a series of huge footprints.

It was a cloudy day, and the sunlight passed through the clouds and then through the layers of new green branches and leaves, and the heat had been filtered out of the forest when it fell into the forest.

The black-clad group weaves through towering trees and dense bushes, sharp bushes and weeds are blunt knives that cut flesh, leaving wounds on you with every step they take, but this team is extremely well prepared, from clothes and hoods, masks to protective glasses, their bodies are tightly wrapped, their physical strength is excellent, and with good protection, they can be regarded as a flying walk.

These people are not walking on artificially built stone roads, or even on paths that have been stepped out of the way, but when they come here, they are surrounded by officially established forbidden areas, and the area that can be regarded as a tourist attraction is far away.

The dirt beneath their feet may not have been trampled on for decades, and the team only followed the leader, seemingly scurrying around the mountains, but this is an inaccessible area of primeval forest, and no one chooses to wander around this place, walking here, turning back and not even finding the way from which they came, and the large fields of wild grass and shrubs can easily hide the traces of passing.

They have the means to find their destination, so they don't leave a trail to follow, they just want to hide the end.

"Yinglie, we've been walking for two days now, can you give us an accurate word, how long will it take for us to get to the place?" Immediately behind the leader, the somewhat stocky man rubbed his thighs.

I walk in the front and am called

The leader of "Yinglie" glanced back at the fat man who was following closely, and without saying a word, he handed over the object in his hand.

It is a bronze square tray, around the center of the circle, the gossip hexagram is distributed in all directions, the exquisite yang carving skills wither out the simple words--- Huaxia Qin seal book, the text of the small seal from the earth branch of the heavenly stem to the twenty-eight stars, according to the layer distributed in the periphery of the square, the golden Si Nan spoon is set in the middle of the tray, and there are still a lot of nicks and scratches left everywhere in the object, witnessing the time that this thing has gone through.

Old antique, Sinan in the Qin period.

"It's very picky about this thing, and it can't get used to the blood of my old Zhu family." The fat man pouted: "Even if it is willing to eat Lao Tzu and doesn't give it to it, I can't understand the direction of that point." Yinglie took back his things, stared at the small seal and spoon handle on Si Nan for a while, adjusted his direction, and took another step.

"Brother Lie, my good buddy, can't you say a word?" The fat man wailed and followed, he was not tired, the body of the top half-breed was not tired because of the rush of the mountains and forests, even if this was a ghost place in the deep mountains and old forests, but the repetitive rush was the biggest torture to the heart.

"We should have been taught to use the standard Sinan in the family studies." Yinglie responded at this time.

"Is your family heirloom comparable to those standard things? I can't even think of it when I look at it! The fat man surnamed Zhu complained loudly.

"The principle is the same." The leader is indeed a taciturn man. The fat man choked on these words, and the blue tendons on his forehead under the hood protruded.

"Half an hour at most." Before he had an attack, Yinglie stopped his anger with the answer to the first question in time.

"So close?" This time the fat man didn't shirk it, but leaned in front to look at the Si Nan spoon who pointed out the direction, which was obviously not in line with what he said, it wasn't that he couldn't understand the instructions of this alchemy, but the spirit he spent was very expensive, so he wanted to push the trouble on the leader of the hair, which was just lazy in layman's terms.

This personality is quite compatible with his figure. The fat man's eyes lit up, the golden boy showed a wonderful honey gold, the child's light was bright, and after a while, he closed his eyes, rubbed his sore head, and nodded approvingly: "I can finally rest for a while, I am really going to be exhausted to death by this ghost place." ”

"Even if we don't get tired to death, we may not be able to get out," Ying Lie wrapped the long black cloth bag on his back tightly and poured cold water on Fa Xiao: "I have a bad premonition." ”

"Impossible!" The fat man was visibly frightened by Yinglie's rhetoric, and this little hunch had always been effective and accurate, as an unscientific one

"Little Dragon Man", he knows what sometimes it is called

The "sixth sense" may be the warning issued by the spirit and body, he struggled to retort: "The nodes of the entire dragon vein are guarded by our people, the old man's methods at home are not comparable to us, this dragon vein has lasted for thousands of years, how can it be said that there is a problem, there is a problem, the old lady sent us here is nothing unusual, even if we know that it is sent to death, we will be hard-headed, the old guys have no need and cannot hide from us." The fat man said a lot in one go, full of all reasonable, but Yinglie frowned and shook his head silently.

The group at the back remained surprisingly silent, and the life-threatening conversation didn't cause the hybrids to stir up the slightest bit.

Absolute discipline.

"Do you remember the Li family's push back picture?" Yinglie whispered.

"Ancestral Dragon?" Like the heir of the Ying family, Zhu Fatzi, who knows many orthodox secrets, also responded softly: "But it's a few years earlier." ”

"That's when the picture is late." The young half-breed vetoed the prophecy that was treasured by one of the Orthodox clans.

Pushing the back map, it is rumored to be the Tang Dynasty Zhenguan years, Tang Taizong Li Shimin ordered the astronomer Li Chunfeng, Xiangshi Yuan Tiangang to calculate the luck of the Tang Dynasty, and most of the actual circulation is the version compiled and modified by later generations, but it is a sensational creation.

Its original picture is hidden in the orthodoxy, it is not a sixty image that can be reproduced, but a special magic weapon, and the bloodline of an orthodox clan will give birth to a hybrid with a special spirit every few generations.

"Apocalypse",

"Prophet",

"Heavenly Machine", many different names, words and magic weapons resonate with each other, draining the spirit and vitality so that users can put aside the limitations of time and space, and spy on the direction of the long river in the future.

"That idiot from the Li family listens to you, and he will go out and fight with you." The fat man laughed.

"But he can't beat me." Ying Lie chuckled rarely: "After learning some Qingwushu, he always likes to show off in front of us." Suddenly, the two of them fell silent.

"His grandmother's." The fat man scolded: "This kind of unfortunate thing can also hit Lao Tzu's head." ”

"Stop scolding, we won't necessarily die." The black team continued to move forward, at a certain point in time, the eyes of everyone in the team were suddenly space-pierced, as if no one had the memory of that moment of distraction, the fat man was still scolding his mother hatefully, but the footsteps followed Yinglie without stopping at all, and then he hit the leader of the hair small.

Yinglie suddenly stopped, holding his head in his hand and remembering something, a few numbers muttered out of his mouth, he felt the disobedience of a few tenths of a second, and was carefully estimating the time.

"We're here." He said slowly.

"Arrived?" The fat man repeated, and the bushes and weeds in the vicinity seemed to be the same as before, and the color seemed to be a little darker.

He walked to the side of the thick tree surrounded by two or three people nearby, took out a knife and cut off a piece of bark, put it in his mouth and chewed it carefully, as if he tasted something from the smell of this thing, and nodded slightly at Yinglie.

"Can you find the mark?" Ying Lie's dark black eyes stared at the team members behind him through protective glasses, these orthodox half-breeds are elites who have undergone enough training, they put down their camping survival equipment on the spot, and opened long or short cloth bags and boxes, revealing the newly issued cold weapons underneath, compared to the secret party that combines technology and alchemy, it is obvious that the sword in the hands of the orthodox half-breed represents pure alchemy technology.

They knew that the traditional heat power had no effect on the things here, and on the other hand, there was still a certain degree of scientific research gap between the orthodox and the secret party in the research of alchemy bullets and alchemy firearms.

Orthodox old people do not reject the evolution of the times, but in many cases, the sense of security that a clenched blade can bring is indeed incomparable to that of a firearm.

Especially when the bullets fired by gunpowder can't even break through the defenses.